Two minutes later, Chen Yongjie was indeed back online. Ye Feng tried hard to get rid of these distracting thoughts and calmed down. He would wait for the game to talk about everything. This competition is crucial to Ye Feng and the Gods realm. It should not be missed. Moreover, Ye Feng also knew that if something really happened, he would ask no matter how much he asked. Chen Yongjie would not say it.

At this time, Tang Weiwei got up on the stage. There was applause from the audience again. Many players and viewers stood up from their seats excitedly and raised their arms and shouted "Qingcheng". It can be seen that although Tang Weiwei has been away from the game for so long, she still has tens of millions of fans in the Chinese region. In the hearts of these fans, she is still the ice goddess standing at the peak of ice craft. She is still the unique "Qingcheng"...

Maybe it was because I hadn't seen those faces that were excited because of her existence for too long. Tang Weiwei couldn't help but feel a little touched. She stepped on the steps and waved to the fans sideways. Her nose felt sore and she almost burst into tears.

Tang Weiwei was immersed in this slightly sad atmosphere and was sighing. A very disharmonious voice suddenly sounded. Then this rare feeling of touching was instantly broken.

"Hey hey hey. I said, don't forget to force out the devil's ultimate move." Ye Feng was afraid that she would be too intoxicated and forgot the serious business.

"I understand. It's so long-winded. Do you think I'm really going to lose." Tang Weiwei was very angry.

"Aren't you quite unconfident just now?" Ye Feng muttered.

"My fans have given me strength. Sister feels that my little universe is about to burn."

"Okay, goddess, you are igniting the surging point. It's better to burn the devil directly. I'll save myself."

...

Then the smiling demon also walked up to the stands from the left. This time the cheers became much smaller. The sparse dark horse fans shouted and lost in the murderous eyes of the beautiful fans who were several times theirs.

The smiling demon stepped on the last step and gave Ye Feng a meaningful smile. He couldn't even look at Qin Shimingyue on the other side. Obviously, in his eyes, the only real opponent was Ye Feng.

The masters in the realm of the Gods couldn't help but feel a little confused. I didn't know that this guy had such a strong confidence. Only Ao Wuhen had a look of admiration and his eyes were burning with excited flames like fans.

After getting on the competitive arena, it was still five minutes to prepare. The two of them faced each other with bright eyes, but no one spoke.

At first, the devil smiled with a smile on his lips. He was quite calm and composed. But soon, he was unable to calm down by Tang Weiwei's eyes that kept wandering around him.

"Goddess of the Beautiful City..." The smiling demon spoke first.

"Oh. So you can speak." Tang Weiwei was proud. At least she had already seized the initiative in the competition of aura and concentration.

The smiling demon was stunned for a moment. Then he smiled and said, "This is your home court. How can I win the main point? You should have said it first."

"My home court."

"Your home court." The smiling demon reached out and pointed at the countless Qingcheng fans who shouted slogans for Tang Weiwei and despised the smiling demon.

"Oh. That's rude." Tang Weiwei was silent again after saying that. She continued to look up and down at the smiling demon.

The smiling demon was staring and felt furious. He couldn't help but ask again: "Can you stop staring at me like this?"

Tang Weiwei said, "It's okay not to read it. Tuoba said that he always felt familiar when he saw you. But why did I think you were quite unfamiliar after studying it for a long time?"

“…”

Tang Weiwei said again: "Is this the legendary telepathy?"

“…”

"Hey. You won't be friends who have been separated for many years."

Damn, the smile demon really can't smile. He has a bitter face and it looks like he swallowed a dead mouse.

Ye Feng vomited blood in anger. It was quite exciting to see. He thought that the elder sister was playing the psychological battle very well. Unexpectedly, she was shot in just two seconds after she finished praising her. Several girls were laughing and trembling. She looked at Ye Feng jokingly and didn't say anything. Ye Feng was so angry. If it weren't for the magic barrier, she would probably rush up and drag Tang Weiwei down.

The smiling demon was so disgusting that he was almost vomiting. Tang Weiwei still refused to stop and continued to chase and beat him: "But this uncle, you are about to be in the third year. Tuoba Fenghua is in his early twenties. What are you..."

"you……"

"You are you. I'll tell you not to tell me any gay friends are of no age. Be careful I despise you."

The smiling demon was full of face. If this was not the time to prohibit the use of force. If the goddess standing in front of him was not the famous goddess of the world, he would have been rushing over with a single arrow. His game creed has always been to conquer people with virtue and force. He cannot conquer people with his mouth. However, the kung fu in his mouth is really not his strength. Besides, Tang Weiwei is a goddess-level beauty who loves flowers when they see each other. Even if others don’t despise him, he is embarrassed to “put his mouth”. So he can only pray that the game will start soon and say goodbye to these five minutes like a nightmare.

"Qingcheng. You'd better stop talking."

"This is my home court. If I ignore you, I'll be so rude." Tang Weiwei said, waving her hands at the cheering fans again. Then the screams off the court suddenly increased by 200 decibels.

The smiling demon tied himself up in a cocoon and had to knock off his teeth and swallow it.

"No. You called me Qingcheng just now." Tang Weiwei frowned and thoughtful. "Are we familiar with each other? Do we know each other? Then you blurred your appearance in the game."

"Think whatever you like." The smiling demon suddenly became shocked and then replied as if nothing had happened.

"Who are you? There are no masters like you who retired in the mythological age."

"I didn't say I was a retired master in the mythological era."

"So you are a rookie. Just like Tuoba."

"That's right." The smiling demon didn't comment.

"Hmph. If you are a rookie, then why can you succeed in blocking 100% under the attack of Pojun Wu Yue? Are you a god-like rookie?"

Damn. What is this metaphor?

Tang Weiwei entered the state as she spoke. A beating gossip fire suddenly ignited in her heart: "Ao Wuhen's wall covering the sky was completed under your guidance."

What? Countless masters on the field were stunned. If what Tang Weiwei said was true, then this smiling demon would be too terrible. At least it would be much more terrifying than the strength he has shown so far.

Ao Wuhen is now in the realm of the Gods, which is just the tank of Pojun Wu Yue. He can get to this level in the realm of the Gods where masters gather. It is easy to imagine how high his strength is. And even in the entire Leize City, Ao Wuhen definitely has the strength to squeeze into the top five tanks.

A master of this level was guided by the Smiling Demon and then he understood the ultimate tank combat skill of the sky. The Smiling Demon was so extreme. It seemed that he was just belittled by calling him a great god.

You should know that since the Wall of Covering the Sky was created by the online game King Ye Yu Liufeng, the Wall of Covering the Sky has become the ultimate goal pursued by all shield warriors and guardian knights. The Wall of Covering the Sky has become the only criterion for measuring top tanks and god-level tanks.

If a tank master does not know how to use the Wall of Covering the Sky, even if you have a skill in pulling monsters and controlling monsters, you can only be considered a quasi-god. If you want everyone and even the Chinese Game Alliance to recognize you, you must be able to use the Wall of Covering the Sky.

From this we can imagine how great the psychological impact Tang Weiwei said casually would have on the players present.

...

"You'll know if you ask Ao Wuhen." The smiling demon neither admitted nor denied it. As a result, 30,000 people in the audience instantly had the urge to rush onto the stage and beat him up. It was so irritating to make people's appetite.

Tang Weiwei thought about it, and suddenly a familiar figure passed through her mind. Then the beautiful face showed a look of surprise.

"I see."

...
Chapter completed!