Who is this?
Without a doubt, this is a pure Eastern face. In the Western camp, especially the military, they would never use an Asian. In the Western Federation, in the virtual world, almost no Asian can enter, let alone be this capable.
Even if his dead old ghost master came back to life, he couldn't have sneaked up to him so silently!
But he had never seen this person before.
All the top warriors in the Central Federation are in the Jade Dynasty World, and he couldn't possibly be unaware of the experts in the Jade Dynasty who are stronger than him. Where did this person in front of him come from?
The woman in white looks to be in her early twenties, etc.!
Before they could even be shocked, an immense pressure descended from above.
Hou Xiaoliang immediately realized he was in trouble. His attention was completely drawn to the man in front of him, and he didn't even have time to react when Sita'er arrived in the distance.
"I knew it, those yellow-skinned monkey rats would do that."
Sita'er floated in the air with his arms crossed, his red cloak standing out starkly against his back.
Chen Qing looked up and glanced at it, feeling somewhat helpless. In his memory, North America seemed to really like this kind of superhero figure. The image of Superman was truly enduring in that country. However, he had heard about this guy's perverse tastes; he seemed to enjoy shooting at other countries' iconic buildings.
This seems to be completely different from the near-perfect Superman from a certain movie.
Hou Xiaoliang tensed up, his heart turning ice-cold. Sita'er was more powerful than he had imagined. Although his attention had been diverted, the other party had floated here without making a sound. The level of control over his power was far superior to the data from the previous few years.
At this distance, there was no way he could escape, not to mention there was another unknown figure right in front of him.
"Interesting, someone actually infiltrates dressed so conspicuously?" Sita'er looked at Chen Qing with great interest.
Soon, a huge shadow fell, as if it had gotten dark. Hou Xiaoliang barely needed to look up; the terrifying feeling that sent shivers down his spine told him what was coming.
Chen Qing looked up at the "Western Dragon," a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes. He had made many Western games, and the Western Dragon was an important model. How many years had it been since he had seen one?
"It seems Zhang Zhengyuan is truly gone." On the dragon's back, the woman clad in dragon scale armor looked down with a scrutinizing gaze. She first glanced at Hou Xiaoliang; she recognized him—one of the younger generation's successors in the Central Federation, the number one assassin!
The intelligence agents' calculations were fairly accurate; this guy did indeed launch an attack on the rear.
But there's another one.
The duchess frowned; she couldn't recall ever seeing this guy in any intelligence reports.
It's one thing if I've never met him before, but the key is that this guy gives me a very different feeling.
Hou Xiaoliang behaved normally, his whole body tense, not daring to move, which is the basic reaction when encountering a strong person. But this guy was different. Whether he looked at Sita'er or at himself, he was very casual. Especially when he looked at his own dragon, he looked at him like he was looking at an interesting and rare creature.
There was novelty and surprise, but what was missing was tension and awe.
This guy is dangerous!
" Zhuoge!" The intense sense of unease made the duchess break her silence. She clamped her legs tightly around the dragon's neck, and her crimson scales, along with the dragon's body, began to burn.
Almost instantly, the surrounding moisture evaporated, Hou Xiaoliang felt the temperature rise rapidly. He was startled, knowing exactly what the duchess was planning.
Zhuoge, the most destructive of the Duchess's three dragons, possesses flames capable of instantly melting steel!
Almost immediately, he wanted to run away, but as soon as the thought crossed his mind, he felt a bone-chilling cold. Looking up, he saw Sita'er looking at him mockingly. Clearly, if he tried to run, the other party would attack him.
He wanted to see himself burned alive.
"What a terrifying woman." Sita'er looked at the Duchess, licking his chapped lips. In just a few seconds, even the moisture on his body was rapidly evaporated. A woman who could subdue such a terrifying monster was truly captivating.
The Duchess showed no interest in Sita'er's burning gaze; all her attention was on Chen Qing, the young man in white. He looked up at her, facing his dragon and the impending flames, but his gaze remained unchanged.
Kill him!
Unable to contain her unease any longer, the duchess pressed down hard on the dragon's neck. In the next instant, almost crimson flames descended from the sky, like magma falling from the heavens, viscous as liquid, sweeping across the land!
Even at an altitude of 1,000 meters, the intense heat caused the ground to crack instantly, and Hou Xiaoliang, who dared not move, was covered in blisters and felt utterly desperate, but he still did not move.
He knew he couldn't outrun Sita'er, and if he ran out of the flames, he would be toyed with and humiliated by Sita'er. Rather than that, he'd rather be burned to death.
And he still held onto a sliver of hope.
Because this mysterious man in white is not with the other side, even if he is the culprit who caused the destruction of West China.
boom!
The flames surged in with a roar, and Chen Qing, who had been acting like an outsider, finally moved.
Casually, he raised a hand, and blue-green light quickly formed runes.
The next instant, a similarly bright red flame slowly appeared on Chen Qing's body.
"This is really interesting," Chen Qing said with a smile. "This Zhuoge, could it be the one from the game?"
In his memory, during his time, the world of mobile games was flourishing. The most popular game in Central China at the time was the newly opened "Demon World," while Western games still dominated the market. Among them, "Dragon Knight " was the flagship product of the Western European Sword Flower Studio. He remembered that one of the four Dragon King in that game was named Zhuoge.
flame?
Sita'er and the Duchess above were both taken aback. This man was a mage?
What are you going to do?
Using fire against Zhuoge's fire?
Is this guy crazy?
Even Sita'er thought this man was insane. Zhuoge's flame intensity was so high that it was dangerous enough to be on the list. The Federation had even issued several bans on Zhuoge using flames in Data City, and also in the Virtual Realm, because Zhuoge's flames were inextinguishable. Once a place was burned, that place would be in ruins for at least a hundred years.
This guy actually wants to use fire to decide the winner against Zhuoge?
The giant dragon above also glared with bloodshot eyes; it hadn't encountered such provocation in ten thousand years!
roar!
The dragon roared, its fury causing the earth to tremble. In the next instant, its entire body turned as red-hot as iron, and the flames it was already spewing became even more intense, pouring down and covering a large part of the sky, creating a scene resembling an apocalyptic catastrophe.
Divine Fire Art: Three Forms!
Chen Qing calmly gazed at the flames that enveloped everything in the sky, then casually spread his hands, and the flames in his hands transformed into a bow and arrow.
It wasn't out of pure provocation; this body of his was an avatar, and it just so happened that the main consciousness had awakened in Yunzhou. Before he could regain his main body's abilities, he could only use the power of the deity in Yunzhou.
In Yunzhou, the most useful technique is the Divine Fire Art of God Shiyi.
He had no choice.
This time, he went to great lengths to deal with the King of Qin, leaving his main body at the Federation Command Center and shutting it down there. The Divine Path Style system also successfully allowed him to awaken his consciousness in his clone.
The situation was urgent, and there was no time to switch to other clones, so they went directly through the teleportation channel to get here first.
Fortunately
Chen Qing drew his flaming bow to its fullest extent, his expression remaining completely unmoved as he faced the raging flames.
Because the opponent is weak enough!