The baboon sat in place with a flushed face, his hands kept playing with his fingers, he looked like a well-behaved little daughter-in-law, in his heart Fan Xinyue was his goddess, his eyes and smiles touched his heart, he had never felt like this after living for nearly twenty years, as if he always felt inexplicably restrained in front of her, and a look from others could make him blush, maybe this also had something to do with his appearance, after all, he was not that handsome.

"The people are gone," Xia Haotian reminded softly.

At this time, the baboon hurriedly raised his head and looked at the beautiful shadow that had left, his eyes were full of indescribable loss and frustration.

Xia Haotian didn't say much, just stretched out his palm and gently patted the baboon's shoulder, smiled and nodded, sometimes brothers don't need too many words.

finally suffered until the end of class, at this time, a man with glasses who was good at gossip in front of him, and the next few eye-catching words attracted everyone's attention.

"You're all playing Dragon Roar, do you know what a peak duel is?" The man with glasses said endlessly, an epic masterpiece like Long Xiao has an unimaginable attraction for young people like them, and classmates with slightly better family conditions have all plunged into the game.

Everyone looked at him suspiciously, not understanding what he was trying to express.

"Ahem! You don't know! A video of the player's battle appeared on the official website, and it was said that the number of hits was as high as millions in a few days," said the man in glasses, and at the same time put on a swaggering attitude, as if he knew how proud he was of this matter.

In the midst of everyone's urging, the man with glasses took out a popular tablet from his bag and started the live broadcast.

The familiar sound of game music sounded, attracting many people to watch it in an instant.

The screen turns, an archer player holds a sharp arrow in his hand, stands with his hands in his hands, his eyes burst out with a hot light, and the whole person stands in place as steadily as Mount Tai, his opponent is a fierce berserker, holding a moving two-handed sword, and at this moment the cold blade makes a buzzing trill.

The two confronted each other at a distance from each other, and neither took the lead.

The onlookers obviously felt a strong battle intent beginning to rise, as if they had broken through the obstruction of space, and their hearts began to be inexplicably tense when they were rendered.

"Who is this man with an arrow?" A rookie in the class asked suspiciously.

He was greeted with a blank of eyes.

"Fool, didn't you see a few big words on the top of the video, the first master of the Long Xiao level list and the seventh master of the dust battle against the sky" A fairly atmospheric boy scolded with a smile.

Then the battle kicked off a wonderful prelude, both of them moved extremely fast, and everyone only saw two vague phantoms in front of them fiercely intertwined, and they had already fought for several rounds when the lightning and thunder roared.

The reactions and tricks of both sides are wonderful, and the skills of any game are enough to make people admire.

Soon the video was coming to an end, everyone didn't speak for a short time, and the whole body and mind could not get out of the shock, the fierce battle made their blood surging, and they also knew the insurmountable gap between them and others.

"Wow, that Killing Dust is so handsome, the archer can actually play with arrows as daggers," I don't know who sighed, and the thoughts of admiration and worship are self-evident.

Several people who watched the video acquiesced to this sentence for a while, which boy did not have a little hero dream in his mind, Long Xiao did give them such an opportunity, which is also the reason for its extraordinary popularity, but it has always been a success, I don't know how many people have chosen to fall on the way forward, and I don't know how many people have chosen to give up, and behind the success it takes a great price and luck.

"It's my idol Killing, lend me a look!" At this time, the squad leader Fan Xinyue walked by inadvertently, and the battle video greatly seduced her curiosity, and quickly grabbed the computer to appreciate it alone, it seems that who dares to stop it, and guarantees to immediately turn her face and not recognize people, the plot of women worshipping heroes is vividly embodied, men are heroes, and women are dream heroes.

At this time, Liu Xing and Chen Chen, two curious guys, also hurried to the side of others, but when they saw the title, they immediately looked at Xia Haotian in the distance in confusion.

"Shh Xia Haotian put a finger to his mouth, shook his head and made a gesture that everyone understands, before he was completely successful, he didn't want to be too public, he still wanted to enjoy a quiet time silently.

"Did you two rookies see that? This is a god-like man," After watching the video, Fan Xinyue crossed her hands and made a comment on Chen Chen and Liu Xing, but Xia Haotian on the side was broken.

The two of them suddenly thought to themselves: "If you know that the idol you worship is not far away, I don't know what the senior class leader thinks?" Several times the words came to his lips, but he was glared back into his stomach by Xia Haotian's eyes full of murderous intent.

The video of Xia Haotian's battle was pinned high on Long Xiao's official website, and the number of hits in a short period of time was as high as millions, and it became a focus topic for a while, and many young people took him as their idol, which caused a huge sensation for a while.

In a chically decorated villa in the capital, an old man in his sixties and a young man in his early twenties are watching the video of the battle.

"Young Master, is this the person?" The old man turned to the young man beside him and said.

"That's right, it's him," the young man's resentful eyes glared at Xia Haotian in the picture, the fist in his hand was clenched and creaked, with an expression of hatred to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

"It's a bit capable, I'll personally select some people for you, and then allocate some funds for you, it should be more than enough to deal with him," a glimmer of light flashed in the old man's eyes, and his body exuded an aggressive momentum, only after experiencing the tempering of real blood and fire can he cultivate such a temperament.

After finishing the matter, the young man respectfully escorted the old man out of the door, and he did not change at all because the other party called him a young master, this person was the Holy War Sword that had suffered several losses in Xia Haotian's hands.

"The waiter comes in," and when the old man had left, the young man immediately commanded outside the door.

"What do you command, young master?" The Holy War Attendant asked respectfully, very conscious of being a dog's leg, but if you look closely, you will find that there is also a hint of excitement on his face, he knows that the old man invited by the president is a very powerful character, and his status is so high that he is close to the patriarch in their family, and now the group of people who provoked them are about to come to a catastrophe.

"Command, to entertain our distinguished guests, without the slightest neglect," the Sword of the Holy War said in an unmistakable tone.

"Yes, young master," the holy war attendant respectfully stepped back and walked out.

"Humph! The game has just begun," the Sword of Holy War said to himself after everyone had left.

For a high-ranking young master like him, being slapped in the face is definitely a price, even in the game.

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