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[One Sword Freezes Fourteen States].

In “Oracle,” with twenty-four classes split between the Eastern and Western factions, each class had just one player who could earn this specific adjudication, symbolizing the pinnacle of combat prowess in that class.

Since “Oracle” didn’t allow duplicate names, many players used special blank symbols to mimic “NINE” to ride on the popularity, but such unique titles could never be faked.

Startled, Yu Tang almost knocked over her computer, her voice trembling,

“Qingqing, you-you-you-you…”

NINE, the legend who once dominated the Eastern Continent and had become a myth among old players, was right before her eyes!

Am I going blind?

Finally, she managed to utter, ‘You-you-you play a male character?”

“It wasn’t intentional, I just liked this class. It’s convenient for fighting,” Si Fuqing frowned, “The annoying part of this game is how it binds gender with class.”

Female swordsmen were also quite dashing.

It took Yu Tang a full three minutes to accept that NINE was a woman and, in fact, Si Fuqing.

Since NINE never attended offline player gatherings or accepted any media invitations, there was much speculation on the gaming forums about NINE’s identity, with a consensus that NINE must be male.

NINE’s hand speed surpassed even national team players, among whom not a single woman could be found.

There were two female players in the second team whose hand speed reached 300, but NINE’s record was an astonishing 560!

She was on par with some of the top professional players internationally.

“But Qingqing, didn’t the NINE account exist since the launch of ‘Oracle!?” Yu

Tang’s brain started working after her excitement faded, stuttering, “You-you-you were only nine years old then, right?” A nine-year-old as the top player in the server?

Yu Tang felt her worldview crumbling.

Si Fuqing remained silent.

Age was indeed a tricky matter.

Having lived her life over once, she found many things hard to explain.

“Esports players start training when they’re young,” Si Fuqing bluffed with a straight face, “Look at those in the youth academy teams, aren’t they fourteen or fifteen? Those competing internationally, the youngest is sixteen. I was just more talented than them.”

“Wow!” Yu Tang gazed at her with stars in her eyes, “Qingqing, you’re so amazing! How can you be so talented!”

Si Fuqing sighed, feeling a bit guilty.

Thankfully, compared to Su Yang, it was easier to deceive Yu Tang with the same trickery.

No further explanation was necessary.

But she did start playing “Oracle” at fifteen.

Yu Tang excitedly slammed the table, “Wuuu, I’m going to reply to those haters now. I am NINE the God’s girlfriend!”

Si Fuqing was speechless.

Yu Tang contentedly replied to a few hate messages, then happily followed Si Fuqing.

The two practiced in the forest outside the main city.

After about half an hour, Si Fuqing stopped and wandered around.

Until she reached a lake deep in the forest.

A white-robed bard leaned against a willow tree by the lake, motionless, possibly AFK.

The familiar scene stirred something in Si Fuqing.

“Tangtang, wait here, I saw an enemy, I’ll go slaughter him,” she narrowed her eyes slightly, “I’ll continue teaching you when I have time.”

Even though they had only played for half an hour, Yu Tang was quite satisfied: “Okay, Qingqing, who’s your enemy?”

“That one in the white robe, that bard,” Si Fuqing started to used both of her hands, “He killed me last time over a trivial matter. Watch how I take my revenge.”

“Jiu?” Yu Tang looked over, “Ah, it’s all because of Uncle Nine (1). Now I get a bad feeling whenever I see that character.”

“Don’t compare the great boss with that despicable ambusher,” Si Fuqing pressed the skill key, “He made me lose one piece of equipment, I’ll make him lose one too!”

On the screen, the swordsman drew his sword and struck down the white-clothed pianist.

“Bang!”

The bard collapsed instantly.

An item burst out beside him.

Yu Tang controlled her game character to clap for Si Fuqing, and the words “So Awesome” appeared above her head.

Yu Xiheng came out of the bathroom to this scene.

He paused, noticing the clapping Ioli healer beside him.

(1) Jiu in Chinese is the number of nine