Chapter 456: Dragon Clan? Dragon Clan!
In the following days, Lin Changqiang did not leave in a hurry, but practiced with Zhou Tong to familiarize himself with his own strength. His mental power was raised to the level of Small Talisman Sect. He was finally able to fight with Zhou Tong, who was at the peak of the Wheel-Turning Realm.

The sudden display of Supreme Power was so powerful that Zhou Tong was surprised and confused, but he was used to the magic of his junior brother, so he soon calmed down.

After a few days passed, when the little marten finally broke through to the wheel of revolution and the Sky Demon Marten tribe settled down under the leadership of the tribe leader, the group left.

Knowing that Lin Dong seemed to be competing with others for treasure, Lin Changqiang simply teleported Xiao Diao and Zhou Tong over there, and returned to Dao Sect where he had not been for a long time. After all, in the Monster Realm, there were not many monsters that dared not give face to the young patriarch of the Sky Demon Diao Clan, so it was okay for him not to go.

After returning to the Deserted Palace, Lin Changqiang immediately showed off his cultivation to the elders. Gu Mo from the Martial Arts Hall and Palace Master Chen Zhen were both very pleased after being surprised. On the contrary, the envy of the boy Wudao made him happy for a long time.

But when he went to find Ying Huanhuan with great expectations, he learned that she had gone to the Far North some time ago to retrieve the Ice Ancestral Talisman and was currently in seclusion.

If I had known earlier, I would have gone to the Beast Battlefield with Xiao Diao to join in the fun.

Lin Changqiang sighed when he returned home, but he soon recovered his spirits.

He took out the space-time teleporter from his backpack. The two energy bars on it were already fully charged. Even if the world he randomly arrived at this time was too dangerous, he could teleport back immediately.

Random teleport!
With a thought, the blue marble in the center of the teleporter suddenly glowed with golden light. The next moment, colorful streams of light shot out from the muzzle and hit Lin Changqiang's body, turning into a circular colorful gate. On the other side of the gate was the vast starry sky.

[Target World: Dragon Clan] (Still a quick travel. If you just want to see the action, you can skip to the chapter "Returning from Missions" after Chapter 14. The abilities you gain during this period will be explained when you use them for the first time)

[Timeline: Lu Mingfei vs. Lao Tang]

[Note: The portal can only last for ten seconds, so please hurry up]

Dragon clan? Lu Mingfei?

Lin Changqiang's eyes flashed with excitement.

After traveling through four worlds in succession, I finally arrived at a world of modern society.

Now he can easily wash thousands of miles of land when he opens up at full power. Although there is still some gap compared to the Dragon King in his prime who can penetrate 12742 miles of the earth's crust, he is only inferior to the Ultimate Word Spirit. In the current timeline, he can do whatever he wants.

After skillfully leaving a sound transmission note in the room to tell others that he was going on a long journey, Lin Changqiang excitedly walked into the door.

……

In the bedroom, in front of the computer.

Lu Mingfei typed GG (originally meant to praise the opponent for playing well, but also meant to admit defeat, now mostly used to taunt the opponent) and quit the game.

The last scene shown on the screen was twelve human cruisers using Yamato cannons to focus fire, bombing his hive into a pool of blood.

He lost the sixth game of the day with a score of zero to six. This time he lasted until twenty-two minutes and twenty-three seconds before losing.

The opponent's tactics were sophisticated and they were good at micro-control, and they used the human race. Human machine gunners were a very powerful type of soldier in this game. They had a zero gun-drawing speed, and they would shoot as soon as they stood still, and run away after putting the gun away. Lu Mingfei's puppies could not catch up with them, so they could only be shot one by one on the road.

In the chat group, the opponent talked freely:

"Humans don't necessarily need to send out tanks to fight the Zerg. Many experts don't send out tanks anymore. They just send out soldiers directly at the beginning. A large number of machine guns mixed with nurses rush forward, fighting and defending all the way..."

Lu Mingfei didn't care at all, even though he could imagine the man opposite him looking very excited.

No one in the group cared about the other's boasting. Some quarreled, some flirted with girls, and a girl who was doing micro-business passed by and posted a photo of herself and her new Ferrari. The idle group members immediately showed their support, and some shameless ones even asked the rich woman to support them on the spot, but the girl who was doing micro-business did not reply, and she probably sent the photo to other groups.

It is said that many years ago, this was actually a very professional "StarCraft" group, and professional players from South Korea came to give communication classes, but now fewer and fewer people play this game, and the chat group has become a vegetable market.

Lu Mingfei just hung out in this market-like group, watching a bunch of meaningless people chattering and keen on playing an outdated game.

I exited the StarCraft group and called up the friend interface. The avatar of the girl in the baseball cap was still gray, and the message I had left before had not been replied to.

The other party was not online, so he waited in vain.

Just when I was feeling disappointed, another avatar suddenly flashed. It was a panda with a mean look on its face.

The Panda’s ID is “Lao Tang”, the guy who just beat him in StarCraft. He didn’t think it was exciting enough to brag in the group, so he even had to brag in private chat.

"Brother, to be honest, your strength is pretty good, but it's a pity that you met me~" After being proud, Old Tang comforted him again, "Your awareness is very good, but your micro-control is not good. You can make great progress with more practice. Will you still play tomorrow?"

Obviously, the last sentence is the key point. He is afraid that Lu Mingfei will not fight with him in the future.

"Okay."

After receiving a positive answer, Lao Tang happily logged off, while Lu Mingfei stuck out his tongue at the screen.

"If he saw your StarCraft skills with his own eyes, he would probably call you a pervert and never play with you again."

"Does this need to be said?"

Lu Mingfei became proud.

He was using an old IBM laptop, which had no mouse and could only be controlled with a red dot.

Using the red dot to play StarCraft is something only a madman would do, just like using a rolling pin to clean your ears. If he used a mouse, Old Tang probably wouldn't even survive the eighth minute, right? But then he would have to find another way to kill time.

"I've always been curious, given your level of StarCraft skills, why don't you go pro?"

When the strange voice sounded again, Lu Mingfei finally realized that something was wrong.

He quickly turned around and looked to the side, only to see a man in a black and white Taoist robe with his long hair tied up in a white crown lying comfortably on his bed. With his fair skin and handsome face, he actually gave off a sense of an ancient knight.

"Who are you???"

"Lin Changqiang." He said with a smile.

If it were 2012 now, he would probably get into a bad mood and take out a copy of Fights Break Sphere to have a good chat with Lu Mingfei, but unfortunately, it is 2009 now and Battle Through the Heavens has just begun serialization.

Lu Mingfei's face was full of defense. After pinching himself to make sure he was not dreaming, he immediately leaned over to the computer desk and picked up the bottle of spray-type Liushen floral water, which gave him a little sense of security.

Even if he was a thief or a robber, he should not break into someone else's house in the middle of the day, or even lie directly on the bed. There were himself and his aunt at home. Although our combined fighting power was less than that of 1.5 aunts, an ordinary thief should not have such courage.

(End of this chapter)