Chapter 398 Black Blade

The two brothers chatted casually and walked through the entire exhibition hall at the same time.

"There's nothing special," Gao Ziyao touched his chin, "Besides, the door to the exhibition hall has been closed?"

"Speaking of which...why did the other companions disappear after we came in?"

Gao Zihuan walked in the direction of Gao Ziyao and asked him at the same time.

"Who knows," Gao Ziyao shrugged, not caring, "Anyway, as long as we two brothers don't separate."

Before Gao Ziyao and Gao Zihuan came to Mingque Guild, they moved between several small guilds.

The small guild suffered from serious internal strife and did not have many resources. As latecomers, the two brothers were not in a good situation and were often ostracized.

There was once a boss battle during the downloading process. The boss at that time was only A-level, so the chance of winning was very high.

But just when Gao Zihuan was about to deliver the final blow to the dying boss, his good teammates suddenly rushed out and stabbed him in the back.

Fortunately, his elder brother Gao Ziyao blocked his younger brother's sword at the critical moment, but that moment was too urgent, and Gao Ziyao was also injured, and it took him half a month to recover.

In the hospital, Gao Zihuan sat by the bed and peeled an apple. As he peeled, the fruit knife pierced the flesh, like piercing a person's heart.

"Brother," every time Gao Zihuan calls brother, something big must happen, "We can't waste time here."

They are still young, and the players from the big guilds who came out of the youth training camp have already shined at this time, and their strength has nowhere to show, so it can only be wasted.

The players in the White Tower, like players in other sports competitions, have their own golden period. In their early 20s, their bodies are at their peak. After reaching the threshold of 30 years old, most of them have to withdraw from the player camp. It is okay to play casually as an ordinary player, but it is not possible to withstand the high-intensity training and the rhythm of lowering the game.

Gao Zihuan's worries are not unreasonable. In fact, Gao Ziyao has been silently considering this matter and thinking of a way out for the two brothers.

But switching guilds is not an easy task. Especially now, relatively large guilds have their own systematic training methods. Rather than going outside to open blind boxes, they prefer poaching and selecting from their own training camps to reduce the cost of trial and error.

Gao Ziyao was silent for a long time, and Gao Zihuan didn't speak. For a while, there was only the sound of peeling fruit in the ward.

There is a TV hanging on the wall in the ward, and a copy of the live broadcast is playing on it.

That was the dungeon of Happy Community, Zheng Xun’s debut battle.

Zheng Xun in the picture moves neatly and without hesitation. Facing the extremely difficult 3S copy, he moved forward bravely without any fear or flinching.

At that time, Zheng Xun brought a glimmer of hope to the White Tower world that was full of depression and death. Like the sky breaking through the clouds, he was more fearless than anyone else, and any obstacle placed in front of him would be crushed by him.

In the eyes of the twins, Zheng Xun, who was similar to them in age, showed them a possibility.

After that, Song Que offered an olive branch to Zheng Xun, but was rejected. However, Zheng Xun and Mingque seem to have maintained a relatively close relationship and have become friends. Even when they returned to the Xun Guild, Mingque was the guarantor.

The Songque Guild appeared in the sight of the two brothers.

After Gao Ziyao recovered from his injury, he was not in a hurry to be discharged from the hospital. Instead, he discussed the future path with his brother.

After being discharged from the hospital, Gao Ziyao didn't mention the injury at all. Before being discharged from the hospital, he reminded his brother not to mention it again.

They stayed dormant in the original guild for a period of time. During this period, they looked for opportunities to contact the Tingque Guild.

It happened that Xiao Jun had the intention to reorganize the first and second teams of Mingque and was searching for suitable candidates. Song Que actually had a set goal before and was ready to send an invitation to the other party. But one time when the twins were writing a book, Xiao Jun accidentally watched their live broadcast and discovered their talents at a glance.

The twins are younger than the original target, and as brothers, they have a good understanding of each other and cooperate well in the dungeon. After careful consideration, Xiao Jun decided to give the brothers a chance, and this was how they entered the Songque first team.

The opportunity for all changes came after they watched Zheng Xun's live broadcast.

Gao Zihuan came to Gao Ziyao and looked at a wax figure in the center of the exhibition hall with him.

This is a throne that reaches the ceiling. Above the throne, there are two black pythons. They entangled themselves together, flashing their sharp snake fangs at each other, trying to kill each other, but they could only become entangled tighter and tighter.

Gao Ziyao is observing this wax statue.

"This one is different from other wax figures. Although they are two identical snakes, their shapes are not symmetrical..."

"Brother," Gao Zihuan did not answer Gao Ziyao's question, but asked what he wanted to ask, "Is the injury on your arm okay? Did I accidentally touch it just now?"

"Huh?" Gao Ziyao turned his back to his brother and seemed to not react for a moment, "It's okay, you didn't touch my arm."

When Gao Zihuan heard this, his eyes darkened.

The injury on his arm was a secret signal between him and Gao Ziyao.

Because they had a difficult time surviving in a small guild and were often plotted in dungeons, Gao Ziyao and Gao Zihuan set a secret code. At this time, they would leave the team alone to discuss countermeasures.

But "Gao Ziyao" in front of him knew nothing about it.

Gao Zihuan didn't respond. Gao Ziyao suddenly realized something was wrong and turned his head.

"Zi Huan, you——"

Zheng!

Gao Zihuan took action in an instant, and the black scimitar in his hand slashed across the neck of the person in front of him.

The monster disguised as Gao Ziyao dodged in time, took several steps back, and left the attack range of the weapon.

The twins used a pair of weapons, a black blade and a white blade. The black blade was a curved blade, and the white blade was a straight blade.

Gao Ziyao stood in the moonlight, but he had no shadow.

His expression was not as calm and composed as before, but rather stiff, as if he was wearing a mask.

"Zihuan, we are brothers."

"You'd better not call me that," Gao Zihuan shook his arm uncomfortably, as if to shake off the sticky energy, "It's disgusting."

"Gao Ziyao" smiled slightly, his right wrist shook, and his entire right arm turned into a sharp knife.

"It seems that you two brothers are not that close."

Gao Zihuan snorted coldly.

"We don't need you to judge our brotherly feelings."

He clenched the black blade and took the initiative.

The entire exhibition hall turned from a stage into a battlefield, and the delicate and beautiful wax figures were cut into pieces by the cold blade.

There were fragments of wax figures everywhere, accompanied by the sound of falling to the ground and the metal friction when weapons clashed.

As a wax figure created to imitate "Gao Ziyao", it also has the fighting talent of the original.

"You brothers have never won against him in a fight!"

"Gao Ziyao" was still shouting in the interval between the fights.

The arm that turned into a blade suddenly slashed across Gao Zihuan's side face, but the latter dodged flexibly.

Hearing the opponent's provocation, Gao Zihuan suddenly stopped moving.

He was right. In previous training, he had never won against Gao Ziyao.

But——

The black blade in Gao Zihuan's hand fell to his side, and the blade kept making a buzzing sound.

"Gao Ziyao" realized that something was wrong and raised his head suddenly.

Around him, many rotating black blades suddenly rose up, reflecting the moonlight and emitting bursts of coldness.

"I really haven't won," Gao Zihuan stood among thousands of black blade clones and smiled easily, "because I can't kill him."

As soon as the voice fell, those black blades that were ready to go suddenly dispersed!