When I opened the door, I found my back aching and limbs sore. Two consecutive days of high-intensity gaming had left my entire body feeling completely worn out. Generally speaking, melee classes like Swordsman were the most exhausting, requiring players to constantly wield heavy weapons in battle. It was nothing like a Mage, who only needed to fling out a ball of fire, wait a few seconds, and hurl another one—not only easy, but earning points terrifyingly fast.
Still, there were exceptions among Warriors, such as Murong Shanshan. If I remembered correctly, this girl hadn't bothered using basic attacks to kill anyone all afternoon. She only swept away crowds of people whenever her Sword Qi, with its few-minute cooldown, became available, looking completely leisurely right beside me. The Indian players we faced were completely dumbstruck the moment they laid eyes on this delicate and charming little beauty; how could they bear to attack her? Consequently, all their blades and swords came raining down on my head, while Murong Shanshan leisurely watched the show and bantered away, saying, "Wow, Lin Fan, what on earth did you do to provoke these people? Look at how heartbroken they are—did you peek at someone's wife taking a bath?"
I had been furious for the entire afternoon. Even while killing people and teasing me at the same time, Murong Shanshan still had a higher score than mine. There really was no justice left in this world.
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