“Seventh Brother, your ability to act cool is really strong.”

Recalling the various actions of the other party during this period of time, Chronicle couldn’t help but smack his lips and make this evaluation.

Understanding the habits of the Card Spirits is a required course for every Card Craftsman.

After spending this period of time together, he had a preliminary understanding of the Card Spirits under his command.

Seventh Brother, as his number one general, can be described as “reliable”.

No matter what task, he can complete it perfectly.

Not only does he have a good personality without any negative feedback, but he also often comforts Chronicle’s emotions through the Sea of Consciousness.

He is an “angel” just like Ginger Tea.

As for Eighth Brother, he appears cold and domineering on the surface, but in reality, he hides a lot of youthful arrogance.

Every time he defeats enemies or withstands attacks in a cool manner, he feels a subtle sense of joy.

The endless ways he acts cool make Chronicle suspect that his few spiritual abilities are all used to ponder over such matters.

As for English Tai, she is a typical strong-willed girl, competitive, unwilling to lose, and somewhat serious when it comes to work.

As for Zongzi Brother…

“No comment.”

Chronicle remained expressionless.

On the other hand, after successfully resisting the six attacks, Eighth Brother patted his collar and calmly scanned the surroundings.

Seeing the surprised expressions on everyone’s faces, he couldn’t help but curl his lips.

“Shoulder to shoulder!”

A male student with a slightly hoarse voice shouted.

Everyone from First High School immediately woke up from their daze and commanded their Card Spirits to launch an attack.

From a distance of more than ten meters, Chronicle squinted his eyes and saw four figures squatting on the villa terrace.

As the top students of Land of Peach’s local prestigious school, their card-making abilities were unquestionable.

Setting aside Chronicle, who was an overpowered player, the difference between them was not that big.

Jiang Tea, YoYo, Li Baitian, and others had all created their second card, so there was no reason they couldn’t do it.

Therefore, with the shout, seven Ghost Shadows of different heights and sizes stood outside the villa door, accompanied by a chilling wind, ready to fight side by side.

As for the remaining one, he was also the strongest, with his arms wrapped around the four people guarding the rooftop.

It was covered in neat armor, emitting a faint green light.

Obviously, the four of them had invested all their equipment cards on it.

The concentration of resources allowed this bulky armor-clad Ghost to obtain an extremely powerful strength far beyond normal levels, and its spiritual abilities were also stimulated.

At this moment, it felt that among its peers, there was no Card Spirit or monster that could be its opponent.

“Hehehe…”

Thinking of this, it couldn’t help but let out a strange laugh.

It sounded like the sound of an old-fashioned computer case fan rotating.

“…”

Feeling the emotions transmitted by the other party, the Card Craftsman was speechless, but cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

As one of the victims of the “Fusion Faction” incident, he had a very thorough understanding of Chronicle’s terrifying level.

If they failed in this surprise attack, the consequences would be unimaginable.

“Hiss…”

Recalling the moment when the burly, outstretched-armed monster jumped towards him, baring its sharp teeth as if it wanted to bite him, he couldn’t help but take a cold breath.

Shaking his head to shake off this thought, he shifted his gaze to the opposite side.

After seeing the situation below clearly, he couldn’t help but exclaim, “Why didn’t Chronicle summon it? It’s so powerful.”

At the same time, facing the seven Ghost Shadows attacking, Li Baitian’s 【Yin Thunder Vajra】 took the lead, and two fists the size of footballs flew out accompanied by crackling purple-black electric arcs.

They collided with a monster of large size and stacked fat, resembling a small meat mountain, leaving deep imprints on the lawn in the villa courtyard.

【Headless Executioner】 immediately followed suit, its blade wide and thick, and the 【Ghost Head Great Sword】 measuring nearly two meters long flew up and down in its hands, as light as grass.

Every time it swung, it was accompanied by a crimson Yin Qi fluctuation. The falling blade shadows forced a small, hunched, monkey-like Ghost Shadow to retreat in the blink of an eye.

“He really is a master.”

Chronicle looked at Li Baitian, who had a serious expression, and thought to himself.

To be able to gain the upper hand in a battle against opponents of the same level in such a short period of time, the other party truly deserved the title of “master”.

“It seems he’s a practical player…” Chronicle paused and added with a smile in his heart, “The opposite of Brother Ziliang.”

“Tsk!”

Outside the field, Bai Ziliang rubbed his nose and muttered, “Who’s insulting me?”

“Feeling cold? After losing to a Silver-level Card Craftsman, now you’re losing to a Gold-level one.” Xie Wenyuan glanced at Bai Ziliang and said, “I’m really looking forward to seeing you lose face in all realms.”

“Uncle Wenyuan, my nose just felt a bit uncomfortable…”

Bai Ziliang scratched his head awkwardly.

Towards this middle-aged man in front of him, he had both respect and a sense of guilt.

After all, it was this person who provided him with his card-making enlightenment education.

Logically speaking, he should have been the other person’s disciple.

But his second uncle stood in the way, saying “I don’t agree” and “this person seems off”.

His second uncle was a senior he greatly respected, the person he admired the most, and it was impossible for him to deceive his own blood relative.

Naturally, he believed his second uncle’s words without a doubt, and his impression of “Uncle Wenyuan” also had some cracks because of this.

In the end, with the help of his second uncle, he became the disciple of Fan Lei, another vice president of the city.

What was more awkward was that during this process, Uncle Wenyuan also secretly helped him.

On one hand, there was the “possibly problematic” person mentioned by his second uncle, and on the other hand, there was a kind and loving mentor who couldn’t find any faults. How could this not cause intense inner struggle?

Especially in recent times, when he, the “number one genius of Land of Peach,” participated in battle for the first time, he was defeated by the cunning and treacherous Meat Mountain Ghost.

And his teacher, Fan Lei, was being attacked by old enemies for certain reasons and had no time to attend to him. He only made a phone call, and the content was all scolding him.Uncle Yuan stepped up again.

First, he sternly criticized the young people in the association who often publicly mocked him. Then, with a thunderous method, he stopped the spread of the incident within the city, preventing him from becoming a “provincial laughingstock”.

Finally, he even took out his years of accumulated insights and notes, urging him to retreat and practice diligently, so that he could slap those who looked down on him in the future.

To put it bluntly, these actions were no different from a real father.

How could he not feel both guilty and moved?

Therefore, even if the other party looked disappointed at the moment, and spoke with a bit of a sting, he had no complaints, and even had a somewhat naive smile on his face:

“Uncle Yuan, I see that a few other students from First High School are also rushing over here. Do you think Chronicle and Bai Tian can handle these people?”

“Of course.” Xie Wenyuan took a sip of tea: “Chronicle is a once-in-a-century genius who will accomplish great things.”

He put down his teacup, his eyes sparkling: “Such a person will not lose.”

(End of this chapter)