A Race to (Be) The Top

Chapter 55: The old archives ┃ Obviously I picked it up first!

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"Apprentice."

A familiar voice rang coldly behind his ears, Ling Xiaolu quickly let go of his hands, Ji Meng's excitement had not subsided, and his arms were empty.

Li Zheng's face was slightly displeased, and not far away, Poison Dove was also walking in this direction.

Ling Xiaolu was a little guilty. Logically speaking, he should celebrate with his teammates who fought hard when he won the game, but he didn't know what was wrong. The moment he saw Ji Meng holding the light sign, his blood suddenly came to his head, and he rushed over without thinking anything. I just want to share the joy of victory with him for the first time.

As a result, not only did he annoy the master now, but Ji Meng was also obviously a little unhappy because he let go too quickly.

Caught between two unpleasant people, the title of Ling Xiaolu's victory speech this time could be written, "On How Champions Offend Two Men at One Time".

Ling Xiaolu quietly "clicked on" his skill tree:

-Coaxing Jimeng: full level

-Coaxing Master: This skill is not lit

The situation is a little grim.

"Are you running very fast?" Li quarreled and hid the knife.

"What are you doing so clearly? Is it shameful for me to cheer you on?" Ji Meng was not angry either.

Ling Xiaolu: ... What kind of epic Shura field is this! There is obviously no paragraph in the script of "My Rebellious Appointment"!

"The patriarch came to us to celebrate the victory!" 411 shouted from the rear.

"That's right, I'm here to find you all!" Ling Xiaolu was as good as he was.

Chang Huanxi rushed over excitedly: "Xiaolu! You are too strong, I want to team up with you to play in the arena!"

"Go away!" Ji Meng was anxious.

Chang Huanxi "doesn't listen to the king bastard chanting scriptures".

"What? If you don't say it, you won't allow others to say it?"

Zero aside: "The three of us?"

Chang Huanxi: "… "

He pulled Zero aside: "I'm joking, just teasing them."

"To tease them?"

"Ji Meng and I have always been like this. We like to deliberately block each other. Watching him collapse is my joy in life."

Zero seems to understand but does not understand. After getting along for a long time, Chang Huanxi found that he was a little weak, mainly reflected in the fact that he could not read the subtext, no matter what others said, he would take it seriously.

Chang Huanxi guessed that he was probably a dead programmer.

"You like to watch, Ji Meng is deflated."

"Yes... But you don't want to imitate me. We are best friends. You are his uncle's employee. You should try to please him as much as possible, lest your leaders trouble you."

Zero understood: "To please Ji Meng."

Chang Huanxi patted him, the children can be taught.

Poison Dove walked to Ling Xiaolu: "Little brother, did you get the achievement for a victory in the arena? Reward items are very useful, remember to choose accessories with agility."

Leaving the dispute decisively: "Choose the fourth one."

Poison Dove put his hands in his pockets and thought: "The fourth one is pet accessories."

"Yes," Li Zheng said to Ling Xiaolu, "it's very useful for your dragon." He deliberately reread "dragon".

"If I remember correctly, that pet accessory also increases agility, but the most suitable attribute for wind dragons is magic attack."

Li Zheng turned to him blankly: "Fenglong also needs agility, I am his master, I know what is more suitable for him."

"Okay, okay," Ling Xiaolu hurriedly interrupted the two of them, "Thank you for your suggestions, I will make a decision after careful comparison."

The two put aside their differences temporarily, not because of Ling Xiaolu, but because of an abnormality in the distance. Jiba and Qingmei, who lost the game, were close partners, and a violent argument broke out due to the outbreak of conflict. Both of them were angry and ran away rationally, completely ignoring that this was a public place, and accusing each other in full view.

Most of the people who came to watch the game have not left the stadium. When they saw this, they all returned to their seats to eat melons.

Ling Xiaolu still has a lot of questions in his stomach, for example, who is the master of the dispute

But judging from Li Zheng's reaction just now, his "Master" who he had never met seemed to be someone who couldn't be mentioned, so he didn't dare to ask questions, and only dared to pick up some irrelevant words and attack them.

"Master, Shiba said that he only changed his attributes to the ground in order to target you, is it true?"

"He was originally a fire-type specialist, and he temporarily changed his talents on the eve of the Storm Tournament. It takes a lot of money to replace everything from equipment to skills."

It is better to spend a lot of money on divorce, which shows how deep Qingmei's grievance is.

"It turns out that the master knew him before."

What a vigilant person Li Zheng: "What exactly do you want to ask?"

"Uh… "

"He wants to ask, who is your master? What's the relationship with Jiba? Where is he now?" Poison Dove had nothing to avoid, so he just asked if he wanted to.

"The killer is bored and looking for fun again?"

Poison Jiu reluctantly said to Ling Xiaolu, "I can't help you this time. I don't have this page in my archive of old gossip."

Ling Xiaolu hurriedly shook his head, he thought that Li Zheng would definitely not say it, but Li Zheng spoke unexpectedly.

"My master is Jiba's girlfriend." He paused, then corrected, "Ex-girlfriend."

Ling Xiaolu was a little confused: "In reality?"

"Yes."

"Did they play together?"

"Yes."

"Oh..." he replied stupidly, "Master, you are so powerful, how defiant your master must be?"

Li Zheng glanced at him inexplicably: "I also practiced from a novice."

Ling Xiaolu said that he could not imagine that the Li Zheng he knew should be a great god from the moment the account was built.

Poison Dou listened with interest: "I envy you who have masters and apprentices. When I found you, why didn't I expect to accept you?"

Ji Meng was even more angry: "I obviously picked it up first!"

"It's an encounter, an encounter." Ling Xiaolu signaled him not to talk nonsense.

"Then there is no suspense in this story," concluded the melon-eating killer Jin Dou. "Murder was favored, and you left your master in the cold. Your girlfriend turned into an ex-girlfriend, and your master became a master who was defeated."

The answer is still concise: "Yes."

Poison Dove shrugged: "This is what it is called, there are only so many places around, and there is no room for anything else."

Ji Meng: ? ?

"No wonder," Ling Xiaolu said, "Master's reaction was so strong when he saw Jiba, I felt strange from the beginning, with my master's character, I shouldn't have such deep anger towards the opponent who just defeated him. Put yourself in the shoes and think about it, if my master stops playing because of other people’s reasons, I will feel resentment towards that person too.”

After Ling Xiaolu said this, he found that Li Zheng was looking at him: "Did I say something wrong, Master?"

Li Zheng retracted his gaze in silence, neither saying he was right nor wrong.

The two people in the center of the field seemed to have a complete break in their relationship, and Jiba left in a rage, even abandoning the pet, and the impatiens, who was not welcome by the owner, was left alone on the field.

Qing Mei was also angrily preparing to leave, but Yu Guang caught Li Zheng and changed her direction at her feet.

"What?" Ling Xiaolu asked cautiously, "This beautiful sister whose skin will melt, shouldn't you run back to find my master after parting ways with Jiba?"

Qing Mei turned a blind eye to Ling Xiaolu: "Li Zheng, this is just an ordinary arena battle, and the battle between me and you is still in the wind and cloud competition."

"You participated in the Wind and Cloud Tournament to win against my master, but my master's participation in the Wind and Cloud Tournament is just for the competition. You are just one of his many opponents." Ling Xiaolu has never lost anyone.

Qing Mei was also stunned for a second: "Li Zheng, I didn't expect you to accept an apprentice, so noisy."

"It's not your turn to evaluate my apprentice."

"I'm not interested in evaluating your apprentice, so are you interested in knowing why your master left the game?"

"Isn't it because of you?" Ling Xiaolu asked.

"Wrong!" Qing Mei retorted, "If you want to know, I'll tell you when you beat me in the Wind and Cloud Competition."

Qing Mei walked away with an angry pace again, Ling Xiaolu was inexplicable: "This woman, how can she leave some suspense before leaving."

He turned his head and asked Li Zheng, "Master, do you really want to know?... Master?"

… very good! The answer is obvious!

"It's useless to want to know," the pussy dove poured cold water, "you can't win against the two of them alone, unless they break up."

Ling Xiaolu also began to worry about the separation: "What should I do then?"

The scene of Li Zheng kneeling down was still fresh in his memory, and he never wanted to see his master lose to anyone again.

"Unless you can find the right pet in these short two months, it is very difficult to win."

The noisy Ling Xiaolu didn't answer abnormally, and Li Zheng didn't seem to want to let this topic continue.

"I'm back. Disciple, remember to go to the first floor to collect the reward."

"Wait! Wait!" Dou Kou, who ran from a distance, stopped Li Zheng from leaving. He seemed embarrassed, but he dared to speak.

"Dispute... Beauty."

Walk away from contention.

"Wait a minute!" Dou Kou had to chase after him and stopped him from the front, "Let's fight for the male god! Okay? I have something serious to ask you!"

This title came out of Dou Kou's mouth, and Ling Xiaolu wondered. Dou Kou's attitude was not as arrogant as before. It seemed that he really had something to ask for.

Distributive attitude is indifferent: "Speak."

Dou Kou seldom asks for others, if it is not a last resort, he will not come to seek divorce.

"Where did you catch your fox? I sent someone to look for it in Beimang, but I didn't even see a single hair, and I couldn't find it after searching all the way."

"Why should I tell you?"

"I'll give you the money, you can make a price."

"No need." To leave the dispute again, Dou Kou simply spread his arms and forcibly left the person behind.

Li Zheng stopped, Dou Kou glanced diagonally behind him, and lowered his voice: "I see that Xiao Nanxun likes your fox very much, and I also want to grab one for her, you can understand my feeling as a father. Right? Whatever your daughter likes, she has to satisfy her no matter what."

Li Zheng glanced back calmly, Nan Xun was chatting happily with Chu Ya, and didn't notice this.

"I can tell you… "

Ling Xiaolu heard it, and hurriedly dragged Ji Meng: "Xiao Nanxun likes foxes, do you know where to catch them?"

Ji Meng frowned: "I don't know, where did Li Zheng come from?"

Ling Xiaolu came up to him and asked, "Master, where did you get your cloud fox? Xiao Nanxun likes it, I'll grab one for her to play with."

Li Zheng's eyes are sharp: "Can you catch it?"

"Uh," Ling Xiaolu hurriedly pushed Ji Meng forward, "he catches him, I'll accompany him."

Li Zheng and sneered: "You still want to accompany him? Do you know..."

The voice stopped abruptly halfway through.

Dou Kou was anxious: "It was obviously me who asked first!"

Ling Xiaolu wondered: "You don't raise the fox in Dou Niwan. Whoever catches it first will own it."

Dou Kou stomped his feet in anger: "Little boy, the idea of sending a fox came to me first, why do you always fight against me?"

Ling Xiaolu of course has his own reasons: "In case Nan Xun accepts your fox, you make any excessive demands on her, and she is embarrassed to refuse, isn't it because your conspiracy succeeded? If you want to use a fox, you will deceive It's not that easy to leave our little Nanxun!"

He tugged at Li Zheng's sleeve: "Master, where did the fox catch it, tell me too?"

"..." Li Zheng wanted to know how someone as nervous as Ling Xiaolu managed to survive until now.

Catch the fox, I'm afraid I won't even get into it.

Change your mind from the dispute.

"Forget it, I'll take you there."