1Black Tech: Internet Cafe System

Chapter 132: The Pinnacle Duel Between Two Masters

Translator: Noodletown
Translations  Editor: Noodletown Translations

“How come there are so many people in the internet cafe?” When Song Qingfeng and others came into the internet cafe after jumping over the tall wall, they found that there were almost no seats for them!

It was already 9 PM into the night!

They looked around, and then their eyes lit up. “Those old guys are leaving!”

“Move! Move! Let’s grab those computers!” They yelled, “Xiaoyue! We’ll take four hours!”

“Today, Act III of Diablo came out, right?” Xu Luo asked.

“Hurry!” Lin Shao said impatiently, “Activate it and play!”

An Huwei had just got off the computer, and he froze at the sight of them. “You guys still came!”

“Hush!” Lin Shao whispered, “We jumped the wall to get out.”

An Huwei’s face twitched, and he almost dropped under the table!

Stroking his chin, he looked them up and down, thinking, “With the academy’s gate closed, you just jumped the wall to get out?"

How did Old Ghost Qin train these guys? They can find loopholes in every rule!

“I wish that the disciples in my Liuyun Daoist Palace could be as diligent as them!” Xue Daolv murmured to himself.

“If you bring your disciples here, they will be as diligent as these kids!” An Huwei said with a laugh.

“Good idea!” Xue Daolv’s eyes lit up. “Tomorrow, I’ll bring my disciples to get familiar with these new weapons! Then, I’ll show them the great power of the sword control technique!”

…

-The second morning-

In the summer wind full of the faint fragrance of lotus, a chilling atmosphere permeated the space.

The wind blew in through the windows, and the sunlight shone into the room. However, the sunlight felt as cold as the morning wind.

Ye Songtao’s gaze was even colder.

With about 100 disciples behind him, he stared ahead without blinking.

Like a wind, the newcomer seemed lighter than the sunlight, but his position in Dajin carried great weight!

He had also brought about 100 disciples.

Ye Songtao exclaimed in surprise, “Why did you bring so many people here, Palace Master Xue?”

“You can bring so many disciples here, so why can’t I do the same?” With many disciples with him, Xue Daolv had obviously come prepared.

Ye Songtao sighed faintly. “It’s a pity that the shop doesn’t have enough seats for all of us!”

With a cold sneer, Xue Daolv looked at the 100 disciples behind his opponent and said, “Then, only one of us can bring the disciples into the shop.”

Ye Songtao waved his right hand, signaling his disciples to retreat. “The person with the greater strength can enter the shop!”

“Fine!” Xue Daolv said with heroic spirits.

The wind on the street got even colder.

The intense lights in their eyes got brighter while they said at the same time, “Counter Strike!”