Looking at the string of curses he can't send out, Wushan is so angry that he almost faints .
Usually, he isn't this ill-mannered . However, Breaking Cloud is his most powerful weapon . Back then he played day and night with his team for nearly half a month before finally collecting all the materials he needed for it . After that, it took him more trouble finding a master to create it .
In a word, he hates to lose it .
Staring at the virtual panel in front of him, he sends a message through the chat channel after a good while:
Wushan: A Sword from the West, come out, will you? I want a duel! Let’s make Breaking Cloud the stake . Do you agree?
Ah Zhao happens to see that message .
“Is he actually proposing a duel knowing what situation you are in?”
“Shameless!”
Ji Yunting listens to her inner curses, amused . He laughs and replies .
A Sword from the West: With a beauty . No time for your duel .
Ah Zhao: “ . . . ”
She glances at A Sword from the West again with mixed feelings .
“He, he, he is flirting with me again! Should I pretend I didn’t see it or didn't understand it? Huh, flirt . He is acting so outrageous since he knows I won't beat him because of his good looks!”
Without any expression, Ah Zhao roasts the male lead with cotton candy secretly .
Cotton candy: “ . . . ”
It glances at male lead, whose expression is also mixed, then back at its host, who wears an aloof and composed mask, deciding to remain silent .
It knows nothing!
Wushan who is refused by A Sword from the West starts to taunt him .
Wushan: A Sword from the West, are you afraid? How come the No . 1 guy of Huaxia is such a coward?
Wushan: A Sword from the West, do you accept my duel?
Wushan: A Sword from the West, do you accept my duel?
As dramatical as it is, the chat channel goes quiet all of a sudden . It seems everyone’s waiting for A Sword from the West's answer .
Wushan can't help but feeling a little smug . He thinks that in such a situation, A Sword from the West won't hide anymore as long as he’s a man .
Besides, right now A Sword from the West is only left with beginner gears . He isn’t boasting but he won’t lose even if he closes his eyes and lets A Sword from the West beat him .
Ah Zhao looks at the constant messages on the chat channel with dislike and says: “Accept it . ”
Ji Yunting glances at her . “Are you serious?”
Pointing at himself, he adds: “Given my situation, you can't let him fall to his death one more time, can you?”
Bold and assured, Ah Zhao says: “Why not?”
Ji Yunting: “ . . . ”
She looks at him suspiciously . “You’ll win if he dies by accident, right?”
If that is the case, there might be problems .
Ji Yunting actually considers that, then he answers: “Well, No . ”
Since there hasn't been a situation where a player falls to his death in a duel .
Ah Zhao has the final say: “It's settled then . Go and take back some spoils . ”
Ji Yunting: “Why are you so confident in me?”
Ah Zhao glances at him . Ji Yunting swears he has seen scorn from her glance . “Well, you are thinking too much . I’m just confident in myself . ”
Ji Yunting: “ . . . ”
A Sword from the West: See you at Sky River Rift in half an hour .
Seeing the message on chat channel, a cold smirk creeps upon Wushan's lips .
By then, he’ll kick A Sword from the West's ass in front of all the players .
However, he doesn't know that somewhere a cheat engine is devising his death .