The game is only half finished, and the entire internet is begging for an update!

As soon as the list of live streams was opened, Chi Cheng's live stream was indeed still displayed on the homepage.

The title is also very simple.

[Final battle completed in "I've Seen Dragons"!]

Fang Yan's eyelids twitched when he saw the title.

"The final battle?"

"He's made it this far too?"

As he spoke, he clicked directly into Chi Cheng's live stream room.

The scene had just switched to that point when Chi Cheng's side became unusually quiet.

In the game scene, [Ao Cang, the Lord of the Abyss] has just crashed heavily onto the sea eye, creating towering waves.

Chi Cheng sat in front of the camera, staring intently at the screen, without moving for a long time.

"They won, that's normal."

Fang Yan stroked his chin, interacting with his viewers in his live stream as he watched.

"Old Chi's basic skills are not much worse than mine, so there's nothing surprising about him clearing the game."

Viewers in Fang Yan's live stream also flocked in.

[Teacher Fang is here for classroom checks!]

[What's going on with the streamer?]

[Teacher Fang's army has arrived!]

[I heard there's a second ending? I just caught it!]

Soon, the screen was filled with comments frantically explaining Chi Cheng's god-like maneuver to the new viewers.

[It's true! Old Chi is amazing! He didn't summon any ancestors once during the entire final battle, and he single-handedly sliced ​​the real dragon into sashimi with his Dragon-Slaying Blade!]

As Old Chi said, what kind of hero relies on their ancestors? A true hero builds their empire with their own two hands!

[Dodging dragon breath with precise micro-management and breaking dragon scales with combos—that's the true romance of hardcore gamers!]

Fang Yan looked at these comments and his throat felt dry.

His gaze fell on Chi Cheng's game UI.

The apparition spot in the lower right corner of Chi Cheng's interface didn't flicker at all.

In stark contrast are the protagonist's own health and stamina bars.

The two attribute boxes were wrapped in a dazzling dark gold dragon pattern, and their length was many times longer than Fang Yan's character from before.

In the skill bar, there was a long list of skills, each icon burning with a glaring blood-red mark.

No, this person doesn't need connections; they have to rely on themselves.

Has this paved a completely new path?

While both methods aimed to accumulate dragon energy, Fang Yan opted for the easiest method: using a third-party cheat to summon more people, treating the dragon energy as a blue bar for summoning ancestors!

Chi Cheng relied entirely on himself, infusing every wisp of dragon energy into the protagonist's bones and blood to strengthen his muscles and bones and refine his swordsmanship.

Which path is better or worse? It's really hard to say.

Chi Cheng finally came to his senses at this moment.

He glanced at the sudden surge in viewership in his live stream, then at the constant stream of comments about Teacher Fang, and looked somewhat bewildered.

"Is Teacher Fang here?"

"Welcome, welcome!"

Chi Cheng had just exchanged a few polite words when the game screen started moving.

After Ao Cang's enormous dragon body sank into the Black Sea, the protagonist did not stand in front of the ruins of the Dragon King Temple like Fang Yan did, watching the Dragon Slayer Sword turn to dust.

In the scene, the dragon-slaying sword in the protagonist's hand is still there.

The torrential rain continued to rage in the dark red sky.

The Sea-Eyed Dragon, lying in a pool of blood, did not turn to ashes. The scalding dragon blood flowing from its massive body continuously converged at the protagonist's feet through various cracks.

The rusty ancestral dragon-slaying sword in the protagonist's hand emitted a joyful, dragon-like hum.

The blade frantically absorbed the dragon blood on the ground, and all the mottled reddish-brown rust peeled away, revealing a peerless blade as clear as autumn water, even faintly glowing with a blood-red light.

"This...this knife isn't broken?"

"Doesn't that mean there will be other uses for it later?"

Fang Yan gasped, and his body involuntarily straightened up.

Immediately afterwards, an ancient golden light shone from the character's chest.

The tattered family tree, passed down through generations and filled with the blood and tears of ancestors, flew out of the protagonist's arms on its own and hovered in mid-air.

The pages rustled.

Fang Yan's eyes widened instantly upon seeing this.

"Book?"

He didn't have this when he cleared the game.

Chi Cheng turned the pages of the book one by one.

All the moves the player had previously learned flashed by in the book.

【Mistaken Step Slash】

Night Battle in All Directions

【Dragon-Binding Rope】

【Dragon-Suppressing Nail】

【…】

The pages rustled in the strong wind, eventually settling on the thickest stack of papers.

The originally messy moves on the paper, under the influence of dragon blood, slowly coalesced into several powerful characters.

【The Art of Dragon Slaying, Volume 1】

At that moment, Fang Yan's live stream chat exploded.

[Volume 1?!]

[Holy crap, Volume 1?]

[Teacher Fang, why don't you have this on your end? Why are there still knowledge points you haven't taught me?]

[Is there a next step only for academic achievers?]

Teacher Fang, did you see that? They relied on themselves!

[Both cost 38 yuan, one is for martial arts training, the other is for calling in reinforcements! Is there really such a big difference?]

Fang Yan sat up straight immediately.

"Volume 1?"

"This thing even has two volumes?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the pages of the book turned again.

New pages slowly emerge from behind.

Golden light traced intricate patterns on the new pages, and the names of entirely new chapters slowly emerged.

"The Dragon Transformation"

The imagery on this page is even more bizarre and shocking; fine dragon scales have sprouted on the protagonist's skin...

Then, the book turned to the last part.

"Dragon Tamer"

A figure standing atop a massive dragon's head flashed faintly across the pages, exuding an aura of dominance.

Watching this scene, Chi Cheng seemed to have an ominous premonition.

"Oh no, my life feels like it's starting to flash by!"

But at this moment, the atmosphere in the live broadcast room had been completely ignited by the continuous stream of book pages.

Fans from both sides were flooding the live chat with comments.

[Holy crap! Transformation into a dragon? Dragon taming?]

[Why is there such a big difference in treatment even though we're both clearing the same level?]

One person is responsible for graduation, and the other is responsible for preparing for graduate school entrance exams.

[Who can withstand this! Teacher Fang is always looking for someone to rely on, but little does she know, the one most worthy of reliance... is actually yourself!]

[This is hilarious! Teacher Fang frantically called for reinforcements, but when the ancestors saw that this kid was being lazy, they quickly confiscated his sword after the monster-killing to prevent him from embarrassing himself later.]

Old Chi, through his own efforts in tempering his bloodline, gained the Dragon-Slaying Saber's approval, thus beginning his subsequent journey in the world of cultivation. Teacher Fang, relying on external help, ultimately had his dragon vein severed and could only return to his village to farm.

The books' brilliance gradually faded.

On the last page, only a single line of blood-red text remained:

[The dragon is not the end; beyond the temple gate, there still lies a true dragon.]

As the text faded, the game camera slowly zoomed out and rose into the air.

The view shifted away from the dilapidated Dragon King Temple, beyond the sea eye where the fierce battle had just taken place, and extended infinitely into areas beyond the world map.

Dragon King Temple, Dragon-Slaying Platform, ancient battlefield, deep in the mountains, ancestral halls of villages—the entire map that the player has just traversed begins to slowly shrink under the camera's view.

Fang Yan then realized that all the places they had visited before only occupied a small part of the world map.

Outside the Dragon King Temple, there is the sea.

A very, very large sea.

The Kuroshio Current is surging overseas.

Deep within the Black Tide, several shadows, more ancient than dragons, are slowly awakening.

They did not reveal their full form.

Just a section of its spine cutting across the sea surface makes the entire sea area appear to be pushed apart in two.

Some of those shadows had countless tentacles, while others carried massive tortoise shells as large as mountains. They seemed to be slowly awakening from a long slumber.

Even a fleeting glimpse of the distant view evoked a sense of unknown fear and oppression from ancient times, as if it were a tangible force gripping the neck of every viewer.

The image freezes here before gradually fading into darkness.

Then, the same familiar text appeared.

Lines of white text slowly scrolled upwards.

[Produced by: Chaoxi Games Studio]

[Producer: Jiang Bo]

[Operations: Shen Zhaozhao]

[Programmer: Ma Shangfei...]

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