The King's Avatar: The Sword Immortal Returns

Chapter 22 One-on-One Duel with Tang Rou, Sword Shadow Step? No, this is—Phantom Step!

"Boss, boss, no, let me explain... no, let me explain."

Mo Qian chased after Chen Guo and ran out, while Ye Xiu leisurely washed up, preparing to go downstairs to level up later.

Chen Guo firmly believed in what he saw. There's an old saying: "Seeing is believing," and Chen Guo also believed in this philosophy.

"Oh, right, here you go."

After Chen Guo and Tang Rou went downstairs, Chen Guo picked up the rock-hard fried dough stick from the table and handed it to Mo Qian.

Mo Qian stared at the fried dough sticks, which seemed harder than rocks, and fell into deep thought. Then, somewhat incredulously, he said to Chen Guo:

"Boss, are you trying to murder your employees?"

"Pfft!" Tang Rou couldn't help but laugh. Chen Guo was speechless and explained to Mo Qian:

"This is breakfast. You and Ye Xiu covered me with a blanket yesterday, so I brought breakfast for you two."

Looking at the "golden cudgel" in his hand again, it really did resemble a fried dough stick a bit. Mo Qian subconsciously took a bite, nearly breaking his teeth in the process.

"Uh, this is definitely the problem with the fried dough stick!"

Chen Guo watched Mo Qian tearing into the fried dough stick with gusto, feeling a little unsure of herself; the dough stick did seem to have been cooked for a bit too long.

"Hey? Right, now's the perfect time. How about you and Little Tang play a game, Master?"

Seeing that the timing was perfect, Chen Guo promptly said, "Isn't now the perfect time? Little Tang is here, and Little Master is here too. Isn't this a great opportunity? If not now, when?"
"What level is your account? You should have changed classes by now."

Mo Qian said while munching on the fried dough stick:
"I've already changed jobs, and I'm currently level 25."

Chen Guo's expression was thoughtful. Mo Qian noticed her thoughts and said to her:

"It's okay, just turn on the correction, I'll be fine."

"You're really good?"

"Men can't say no."

Chen Guo looked at her little master with amusement, wondering if he was truly skilled or just a "silver spear with a wax head." But could a level 25 swordsman really defeat the level 70 Zhu Yanxia? It sounded like a fantasy.

However, since Mo Qian had said so, Chen Guo stopped insisting. But Chen Guo still favored Tang Rou. After a swordsman changes jobs, he can no longer learn skills from other professions, so Mo Qian will have very few skills available. With so few skills, Chen Guo felt that Mo Qian would never be able to defeat Tang Rou.

"Little Tang, open an arena and invite him in. Name it 'City of a Thousand Oranges,' I don't know what kind of weird name it is." By the time Tang Rou invited him, Mo Qian had just finished allocating his skill points. He had allocated a lot of points to Triple Slash, and besides that, Draw Sword was his number one skill. Not for any other reason than that Draw Sword is just really cool.

"Are you done yet?"

"I'm coming."

Mo Qian didn't feel anything special. It was just a normal sparring session with the boss's best friend, right? It's perfectly normal, isn't it?
"Boss, if I win, will I get a raise? Hehe!"

"You win first, then we'll talk. You haven't taught me anything yet! Junior, Master!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Qian thought to himself: This old Ye, he promised to let me review the skills of the Gunner first, and then let me teach the boss. But it's been several days and Ye Xiu hasn't made any progress.

"Boss, don't worry, I'm preparing an exclusive strategy guide for you. It's in production, and once it's finished, you'll definitely become a master."

"Really?" Chen Guo was even a little tempted, but the arena battle had already begun, so she could only ask Mo Qian for details after the battle was over.
Tang Rou didn't hesitate at all after the war started.

A level 70 character like Tang Rou is destined to have a lot of skills, and coupled with her somewhat insane hand speed, that's a little terrifying—at least from the perspective of ordinary players.
In Mo Qian's eyes, Tang Rou's operation was not exactly full of flaws, but it was certainly not perfect.

"Hey, hey, hey—look over there, Tang Rou is back!"

"Really? Where is it?"

"He's having a one-on-one fight with the new internet cafe manager over there. I heard that manager is only using a level 25 swordsman account."

"What?! How dare you?"

The regulars at the internet cafe all knew Tang Rou; she was quite skilled, at least among ordinary players. What surprised them was that Mo Qian dared to use a mere swordsman account to try and provoke Tang Rou.

But once they learn Mo Qian's true identity, they might realize who's trying to scam whom.

"It's an anti-tank gun!"

The surrounding spectators were excited by Tang Rou's skills and couldn't help but shout out, but when they saw Chen Guo's sharp eyes...

The spectator swallowed hard and stopped talking. He truly lived up to the saying "a gentleman observes a game without speaking." Brother, if you're being threatened, just blink. Everyone who comes here to surf the internet knows how formidable the landlady is.

"This, this is?! Sword Shadow Step??? No, Sword Shadow Step isn't something a level 25 swordsman can use—"

Tang Rou suddenly saw three figures appear in front of her. Why were there three Mo Qian characters? What was going on?
The audience standing behind Mo Qian could see it clearly: Mo Qian's hands were exceptionally beautiful, not in a effeminate way, but rather long and slender like those of an immortal. These hands were enough to make countless hand enthusiasts scream.
At this moment, the sound of typing on Mo Qian's keyboard was incessant. This was one of Mo Qian's techniques, which allowed swordsmen to create afterimages without learning the Sword Shadow Step.

(End of this chapter)