"Balance is something that can only be understood but cannot be expressed. It is an experience and a feeling. Even if it can be described, it is probably difficult for you to understand it."

Duan Qing, who lowered his head and scanned his screen with his finger, explained in a low voice: "In addition, everyone's force method and fighting habits are different, and there are always slight differences. Let me tell you.

...It’s probably useless.”

"I...have no intention of requesting."

The woman sitting opposite lowered her eyebrows slightly: "I just want to know... how far behind I am."

"..."

Looking at the other party in surprise, Duan Qing showed a strange smile: "Do you know what the use of this is? God knows how long it will take you to realize it. It may not be an instant, it may be next year. It feels like this kind of thing has always been

Unclear..."

"Then..." the woman hesitated for a while, and then said: "What should I do, what exactly does it look like..."

"I want to know this."

"...No, I won't tell you."

Ignoring the unexpected look from the blue woman, Duan Qing, who was silent for a while, shook his head gently, but his tone was more firm than ever: "You can ask Duan Fenglei, ask Han Sanshi, ask...well, there are still

Which old monsters are still playing in the competition? Does Grayson count? Judging from his fighting style, he should know something about this stuff... They can all answer your question. If not... you can go

Ask the president of your Wings of Freedom."

"...He can't possibly know." The woman immediately denied it, as if she was stating an established fact: "There is no one in Wings of Freedom who knows this kind of thing."

"How new are your Wings of Liberty?"

Duan Qing spread his hands helplessly: "As long as you are a guy who has been in the league profession for a few years, no matter how bad you are, you should have heard of the transient state principle or the oscillation theory, right? If you haven't eaten pork, you should have seen pigs running away!"

"...Our guild was established very late, and only a handful of people were veteran players who were recruited to lead the team when it was established." The woman replied softly: "After such a long time and...some changes, they

He’s no longer here, so…”

"Hmm..."

Duan Qing wiped his face feebly, and lowered his head: "How did you get to the second place in the league like this... Forget it."

"I'll just... give it a number." Duan Qing said: "Agility is not good, but the strength value must be at least 5."

"Yeah." The woman nodded immediately, then raised her head and looked at him seriously.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"……Then what?"

"Then? Then there is something you should understand." Duan Qing gritted his teeth and said: "I can't tell you everything, sister! This thing is just like an exam. What's the use of telling you the answer directly? You don't know it yourself.

Still can't do it? I don't know why you are so anxious now. This is something you will understand when you reach a certain level. You will know it yourself sooner or later... Hey, hey, don't be sad! I'm just using an analogy.

Well……"

"I just..." The woman who lowered her head ignored Duan Qing's outstretched hand and made a voice like a mosquito: "I just want to make up for it as much as possible..."

"What?"

"I... really want to produce some results." It seemed that his mood had been slightly stabilized, and Xue Ling Huan Bing's voice returned to its previous calmness: "So that Wings of Freedom can become an upright strong association, rather than

Things like the current major league, everyone does not seem to regard themselves as a member of the guild, everyone is thinking about how to make more money in the guild..."

She paused, and finally pulled the topic out of the quagmire: "I... want Wings of Freedom to be a good guild, not a big guild."

"A very correct idea."

Looking back at Mengzhu who was still shouting in the corner, the woman dressed as a servant who was still smiling, and the silent chatter sitting next to him, Duan Qing uttered his own evaluation seemingly meaninglessly: "But

...This is not something you can do alone."

"I will work hard in my own way." The woman's eyes became brighter and brighter, and her tone became calm and determined: "For the guild, for the people who are no longer here, and at the same time... for myself."

"...Um, okay."

The finger finally stopped at a certain place, and Duan Qing turned the screen in front of him, showing a scene of a battle in front of Xue Ling Huan Bing: "I hope it's not too late."

"This is……"

"Individual competition." Duan Qing explained briefly, then turned to the maid next to him and asked: "Is today's competition the last day of the individual competition?"

"Based on the remaining individual competition quotas, it should be like this." Ciyu Ninglan bowed slightly: "The team competition will continue for about a few days, and then the finalized list will be combined with today's individual competition list.

, to participate in the UEFA Cup Finals in March.”

"Is the land still in Hualan?" Duan Qing asked subconsciously, staring at the ongoing battle on the screen.

"Yes."

boom--

In the overlapping of light and shadow, the figure of a sword-wielding player in the picture was punched out of his position by a man, and then hit the dark wall in a flying spin. There was a sound of collapse and roaring.

When the sound of air flow sounded at the same time, the swordsman buried in the pile of rocks did not hesitate at all. He clapped his hands, and then just before another attack was about to hit his face, he slapped the ground and rolled away.

Got this place.

Boom!

"Is this... the Duanshanhe competition?" At the same time as the dull sound of fists hitting rocks sounded, Xueling Huanbing, who finally noticed it, suddenly raised his head: "Why?"

"Our education methods remain unchanged, and we still use the latest examples as demonstration materials, so... just watch carefully." Duan Qing said without raising his head: "Remember to observe every attack he releases... Meow.

It's so dark, who can see? Where is this place?"

"The system prompt shows Port Cassimus, sir." The codeword on the side replied in a deep voice: "But judging from the current situation... this is obviously not a place that players have explored on known maps.

It should be a secret port hidden away."

"The premise is that this place does exist in the free world." Duan Qing continued: "God knows whether this place has sunk in the sea or has become a ruins, but now it looks like..."

"It doesn't look like a port at all."

Deep in the dark passage, the panting sword-wielding player grabbed the side of the rock wall and suddenly turned around a crossing. Then, just as the wind from behind was about to hit his back, he rolled down.

On the ground: "Can't beat..."

call--

In the darkness, the punch was suddenly retracted, and then a figure suddenly jumped out and hit the ground beside him.

"Drink!"

Amidst the splash of earth and rocks, the player who fell to the ground drew his sword and tried to make an unfair exchange of blood with the opponent in this situation. However, as soon as he vomited blood and swung his sword, he was hit by a fierce punch.

Blowing away his figure, the sluggish and sticky air immediately suppressed all his subsequent movements, and then exploded with a bang as the opponent's fist ended, blowing his armored body together with the surrounding areas.

The rubble was thrown away together.

"Can't beat it, can't beat it..."

Staggering to his feet, the player named Last Promise wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood there with his sword in hand, breathing heavily: "He can't be beaten."

"You've been holding on for five minutes." The opponent in the darkness whispered: "That's almost enough."

"That's not possible." The swordsman player picked up his weapon again and put on a defensive posture: "The labor and management have to brag for a few more days after they go back. How could they just give up..."

"...You're wasting my time."

As this voice came out, a man wearing leather armor slowly walked out of the darkness of the passage and came to him. The man's leather armor seemed not all to be composed of brown hard leather, some of which

Important parts seemed to be mixed with many iron flakes. The combination of scales and the accessories hanging around the waist contrasted with each other, giving people a sense of ancient knights. A rather handsome young face immediately appeared on that

Above the shadow of the passage, hanging down between the heads on the shoulders, there is a pair of bright eyes: "Admit defeat early, I can save some energy."

"Wow, the guy has changed his appearance." Duan Qing screamed after seeing this scene, and then slapped his thigh again: "No! This game can play tricks on your face, you must have had plastic surgery..."

"His original appearance... should be about the same, right?" The blue woman glanced at the screen, then raised her arms: "His temperament has changed a lot..."

"Duan Fenglei must have trained him a lot. According to reports, he once appeared in the battlefield copy of Fals..."

"Have you met him?"

"If I had seen him, would I still be so surprised now?" Duan Qing shook his head: "I just heard people mention him."

"He...is very strong."

Next to the silent Xue Ling Huan Bing, the shirtless Xiao Hongchen suddenly said, "I can feel it."

"I still need you." Duan Qing raised his eyebrows without looking back.

"This is the new star of the Duan Family, the hope for the future of Jianghu."

boom!

Before he finished speaking, the two people in the picture jumped up at the same time again, and then collided in the air. Although the swordsman player named The Last Promise was holding a weapon, he seemed to have less than half an advantage in melee combat. Every time he shot

The sword will be blocked by the glove on the opponent's hand, and then he will be punched twice in the gap caused by the huge force, and stagger back to his own back. With his own explosion, the swordsman player can occasionally hit the opponent.

He was struck with a few swords on his body, but the reward for doing so, apart from the fact that it seemed to have little impact on the opponent, was that he would definitely receive a more fierce counterattack every time.
To be continued...