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In the next hour or so, he got slapped in the face three times.

Sun Xiang's Berserker playstyle couldn't be fully changed, otherwise, if he returned to the arena wielding his broadsword but playing like a Battle Mage, he'd end up on the gossip magazines. Even though Team Yueyun was considered a weak team in the league, Sun Xiang had broken through the rookie wall with his looks and skills, and was undoubtedly a superstar rookie.

But no matter how skilled, pro-level players are still pro-level. Even with everyone using the same blue, green, and purple equipment and being at the same level, there was still a gap in the DPS rankings. Even in the last match, where Sun Xiang finally found his rhythm with the Battle Mage, there was still a notable difference between him and the Elementalist—not just due to the number of AoE skills.

"Uh..."

"?" The Elementalist, wearing a purple robe from the last dungeon, with silver-edged white fabric perfectly matching her ice-based skills, turned to look at him. Even so, there was still an air of distance, like she was shrouded in mist.

"You're pretty good. Way better than my useless teammates who never know when to help... ahem." The boy's casual tone made the compliment sound completely off.

Zhong Qing even wondered if, in a two-person dungeon instead of a five-man team, this guy would've said, "You'd be great at pro play. Want to join me?"

"Thanks. You're not bad either."

This time, it was Sun Xiang's turn to be speechless.