Dressed as a game card, the summoner is a cute loli

"SSR is so powerful, how can we compete with it?"

"Is there really no place for us in the BOSS?"

Just when thousands of players outside the city wall were helpless, an arrogant voice exploded like thunder out of the blue.

"Ghostly Soul Slayer! Do you think you're the only one in the Novice Village who's rich? The only one who can afford to top up?"

"The Ghost Shadow Guild wants to book the entire venue, but they still have to ask me if I agree! My Fengyun and your Ghost Shadow are both in the top ten guilds, so why should I be afraid of you?"

"Shhhhh!"

Everyone turned around and saw a tall player walking towards them with his hands behind his back and a confident look on his face.

Following behind him with graceful steps was a woman with a pretty face and a graceful figure.

But she was wearing a simple cloth dress.

What is even more strange is that the plain cloth not only fails to highlight the woman's beauty and simplicity, but instead gives her a unique and natural charm.

[SSR Tian Sao Xing?6?1 Pan Jinlian, 9 stars, level 83]!

"Ah this..."

Chen Xian opened his mouth slightly and was petrified on the spot.

Although by now, he is familiar with the names of many cards.

But Pan Jinlian?

Could this be a card? Even an SSR?

Pan Jinlian's summoner Chen Xian also knew him. He was the branch president of the Fengyun Guild who had been beaten up by him - Fengyun Wuji!

Perhaps, it would be more appropriate to call him the Fengyun Wu Dalang.

But other players didn’t seem to know Pan Jinlian. They only knew that another SSR appeared and was on their side.

Many people seemed to have found a backer, and hope suddenly ignited in their hearts.

"Boss Fengyun, the Ghost Shadow Guild is too unreasonable. Please teach them a lesson."

"Please, Boss Fengyun!"

......

Fengyun Wuji walked all the way to the entrance under the city wall, and the compliments around him never stopped.

The constant calls of "Boss" made him so happy that he felt like he was floating in the air. It was a hundred times better than going there.

The members of the Ghost Guild guarding the entrance did not dare to act rashly when they saw the SSR beauty behind him, let alone drive her away.

"Everyone, don't worry! As long as I'm here, the Ghost Shadow Guild won't be the only one left!"

Fengyun Wuji, whose vanity was extremely satisfied, turned to face the crowd, raised his hands and made a solemn promise.

"Boss Fengyun, Boss Fengyun!"

"Handsome Fengyun, I want to give birth to a baby for you."

In an instant, the cheers rolled in like a wave, lasting for a long time, and even many female players had crazy eyes.

At this moment, Fengyun Wuji had only two words in his mind: Worth it!

I spent 83 to get this SSR, it’s totally worth it!

This is the point of playing games! As for Chu Chu? Get the hell out of here.

"There's no need to have children, I already have Jinlian..."

Fengyun Wuji was about to say something when the crowd's cheers suddenly dropped a lot.

He tilted his head to the left as if aware of something, and sure enough, he saw a female player wearing a long blue dress with a fluttering expression and a cold temperament.

It was Lan Jingjing, the first player in Novice Village No. 88888 to own an SSR.

And her SSR.

[Nine-tailed Demon Fox?6?1 Daji, 9 stars, level 96]!

As soon as the nine-tailed fox, with its natural beauty and enchanting charm, appeared, many players couldn't take their eyes off it. They all wished they could transform into King Zhou and pamper his beloved concubine.

"Hmm, hehe, so many people are staring at me, I feel so shy."

The nine-tailed fox responded with a sweet giggle, and her every frown and glance was full of natural charm.

"Hmph, you slutty fox!"

Pan Jinlian snorted coldly, a hint of jealousy flashing across her eyes.

"Everyone is here?"

On the city wall, the ghost Tuhun stretched, then jumped down and landed in front of Fengyun Wuji and Lan Jingjing.

"Great! Facing two SSRs, the Ghost Guild can't afford to back down."

Most people were looking forward to it excitedly, and were even ready to rush into the palace to fight the BOSS.

Chen Xian and some players are not as optimistic as they are.

really!

I don’t know what Guiying Tuhun said to Fengyun Wuji and Lan Jingjing, but the three of them entered the palace together and didn’t come out until ten minutes later.

"Go away, there's no place for you in the boss."

Lan Jingjing spoke for the first time, her voice was as icy and ethereal as ice, but the content of her words shocked and puzzled the players outside.

But soon, they reacted.

"Oh my god, they want to combine their strengths and monopolize the BOSS!"

"How shameless! Especially Fengyun Wuji, who was so confident just now, but changed his mind in the blink of an eye. His words are like farts."

"What can we do? We can't even handle one SSR, let alone three?"

......

The civilian players sighed and shook their heads. Just as they were about to leave, a deafening voice suddenly reached their ears.

"Everyone, are you planning to give up now?"

"It's fine if you work hard and are treated like cattle and horses in real life, but you still act like cowards in this game. Are you living like human beings?"

"answer me!"

The sound was not loud, but it was like a bolt of thunder, striking the hearts and souls of the civilian players!

who? Who is speaking?

Everyone stopped and turned to look at the source of the sound - a warrior clad in armor, sword pointing to the sky.

His spine is even straighter than a sword!

"I'm dying of laughter! I was wondering who it was, but it turned out to be a low-level white card. How dare you say such arrogant things?"

"Admittedly, you have a point, but those are SSRs. Didn't you just see how terrifying they are? What else can we do if we don't give up?"

"A card in a game is now preaching to people. How ridiculous."

"You're a card, you don't understand! In our world, money determines our strength in the game. Unfortunately, most people here aren't rich."

......

Chen Xian was silent. He didn't understand? How could he not understand? How could he not understand?

"Wow, isn't this the trash white card that defeated me yesterday? Wonderful! Wonderful! What an inspiring young man! It makes my blood boil. But unfortunately, in front of my SSR, crushing you is no different from crushing an ant."

The ghost-slaying soul clapped his hands repeatedly, but his face was full of disdain and mockery.

Then he slapped the card pack, and Overlord Xiang Yu appeared again.

A terrifying sense of oppression instantly swept across the entire venue, causing all the players to even breathe more slowly.

However, there was a resolute and unyielding figure who withstood this oppression, tightly gripping the heavy sword without an edge, and moving forward step by step against the light!

"Fool, what are you doing? He's an SSR, he can kill even purple cards instantly! You'll definitely die with a white card, come back quickly!"

"Come back soon! Silly child!"

Some people felt sympathy, but the figure continued to move forward, leaving only the calm but unshakable voice behind.

"Yes, I'm just a white card. In the eyes of many of you, a white card that is only fit to be used as dog food."

"But I have the courage to draw my sword and swing it against those who are higher, nobler, and more powerful!"

"Do you know why?"

"Because life and soul are not divided into high and low!"

"Princes, generals and prime ministers would rather have the seed!"

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

At this moment, all the players were stunned!

At this moment, their bodies and minds seemed to be violently crushed by countless heavenly thunders!

At this moment, they felt that something was sprouting deep in their souls, something was awakening!

"Flying Thunder God of Instant Prison!"

Then, they saw Chen Xian holding a heavy sword without an edge, fearlessly launching his strongest attack at the Overlord Xiang Yu, a man who was far stronger than him!

The pitch-black sword blade reflected his unyielding and self-reliant dark eyes.

And the ghostly Soul Slayer's panicked pale face.