The Boss Behind The Game

The border of the Dragon Country, on the top of Fuhu Mountain.

Two figures gazed across the clouds.

A man in a blue shirt and thin shirt, holding a Qingfeng sword between his sleeves, was proud of himself, looking indifferently at the front.

Another man, wearing a black robe, was holding a black sword that could **** the clouds in the mountains, and a red scabbard hung on the back.

"Ao Jian, I still win!"

Di Didi's blood slipped from the wrist of the figure in the blue shirt, and the hand holding the sword loosened at this moment, and Qing Feng's sword fell to the ground.

"In the confrontation with your father that year, I killed him by mistake, and I was wrong. I understand that you want revenge, but your Kendo talent is still worse than mine, even if it gives you another ten years, or What about twenty years, you will not be my opponent after all. "The man in the black robe looked at the proud sword, his expression complex.

"God ... talent?" Aoyama's man Gu Jingbubo's face gradually showed a painful look.

I thought that I had abandoned my wife and daughter in order to revenge and practiced swordsmanship. I was obsessed with kendo, but was it still empty?

Wu Aojian's heart was full of unwillingness, raised his head again, his face was gaunt, he reached out and grabbed, Qingfeng's sword suddenly floated up and was tightly held in his hand.

"Come again!"

The blossoming green lotus sword flower spread on the mountain top, breaking through the clouds and mist, and the sharp blade shot.

"Awe sword, your sword heart is unstable, if you continue to fight, you must be careful to go astray!"

He said that the man in the black robe turned the sword forward, and a huge sword shadow emerged, covering him, letting the sword outside and outside be vertical and horizontal, but the inside was as stable as Mount Tai.

"Ah! Give me death!"

At this time, the proud sword's eyes were red, and she was completely in a state of insanity. She kept waving her sword and her magical power increased continuously.

"嘣!"

A crisp sound sounded, as if the sword energy on the top of the mountain disappeared, the Qingfeng sword was broken at this moment.

The figure of Wu Aojian knelt down to the ground with a sound, and spit blood in his mouth.

"唉 ~ Ao Jian, although you are intoxicated with the sword, but now you have completely fallen into the magic, turn back to the shore, abandon the sword!"

Wu Aojian didn't answer this time, but stared at the broken long sword dullly, his mind seemed to be vacated.

"唉 ~"

Wu sighed again, sighed again, turned away after leaving the black sword.

The clouds and fog on the top of Laoshan shrouded again, and Ao Jian still stared at the long sword like a stunned puppet.

Uh ...

A year later, in the drizzle, the streets of the old town paved with bluestone slab roads, the figure of Aojian appeared again.

His figure walked out of the town along the path, walking all the way to the mountains on the muddy soil.

When Xun came to the top of the mountain, Ao Jian glanced at the two tombstones, which were almost covered by weeds, and turned away again.

He was obsessed with swordsmanship, and sword was his life. He lost too much in order to practice his sword. Even if his wife and daughter's death had made him unbearable, it was painful. He never regretted it.

When you came to be a sword, you gave it a proud sword!

This is what his father told him, and he has been working hard for this.

But Ke's proud sword was completely lost at this time.

His father was killed in a duel with the merciless, but even if he has abandoned everything for Kendo, he is still not his opponent.

He doesn't know where he should go next, or where to pursue the Supreme Supreme Kendo of Nirvana.

With confusion and decadence, Ao Jian walked all the way, without direction, without goals, just trying to find the Supreme Kendo in his heart.

On this day, he lost his soul, and his proud sword fluttered leaning on the corner of the street.

At this moment, two young men walked past him:

"Hey, you know, yesterday the demolition office and the guardian angel were fighting in the wild again. There is a swordsman who is playing insane battles is invincible. His swordsmanship is definitely a super master in reality. I want to worship him , Learn swordsmanship ... "

When He heard this, the hazy eyes of the proud sword that had been narrowed in the corner gradually lighted up. He suddenly stood up and appeared in front of the talking young man, reaching out and grabbing his arm.

"Master Kendo? Where! Tell me where!"

"Ah, you're hurting me." The young man's painful complexion turned red, and he slapped it on Ao Jian's arm.

告诉 "Tell me, where is Kendo Master!"

"Conquest Online, in the game Conquest Online, his name is Mu Jiu Ge ..."

Uh ...

This is the first time Aojian has been exposed to virtual equipment. After clumsily dressed, he put on a virtual helmet and entered the battle online.

Seeing the near real world before her, Ao Jian was shocked.

居住 He has lived in a remote ancient town since he was a child. He has practiced swords since childhood and devoted himself to swords. This kind of high-tech equipment is the first time he has contacted.

Fortunately, everything like creating characters has game guidelines. Following the manipulation steps, he chose to use the sword to fight wildly and officially started the game.

The pride sword that Wu Lingjian reached into the microsphere has a deeper sense of reality and illusion than other players. He even doubted that everything in front of him was real.

But he had only one purpose, that is, to find the Mu Jiu Ge and teach him Kendo.

He didn't kill a monster in this process, he just kept asking, then he kept searching.

I spent most of the day, and he finally met Mu Jiu Ge of the Demolition Office.

"I want to challenge you!" This is the first sentence Ao Jian said.

Looking at the level 0 on the head of Aojian, Mu Jiuge smiled and shook his head: "Let's wait for your level to come again!"

"Don't you dare? Together with Jianxin, you don't deserve to practice swords!" Ao Jian shook his head in disappointment when he heard Mu Jiuge's rejection and turned away.

Tochigi Jiuko is also a sword-savvy person in reality. When he heard the words of Aojian, there was a anger in his heart:

"I don't deserve it, it's not enough for you, arrogant, if you want to fight, then I will accompany you!"

A smile on Ao Jian's face this time, he turned around and raised the initial sword.

Unlike other players, the weapon that Mu Jiuge bought in the mall is also a long sword, not a large weapon such as a giant sword or an axe that has the largest increase in professional battles.

The two of them had a difference of 26 levels before they could fight each other, and Mu Jiu Ge was completely stunned.

The swordmanship and body skills used by Bian Aojian are not at all any of the schools of swordmanship he is in contact with, completely dissolved in the invisible, as if fighting with himself is only a sword, a sharp killing sword.

In just three rounds, the sword in Aojian's hand stabbed him more than ten times, and he did not even touch Aojian.

If it is not his high level, good attributes, and defensive protective gear, Mu Jiuge believes he has lost.