"Old Zhang! The ice on the front of my red pot just melted!" Qin Ye almost jumped up while holding the thermos cup. The old captain didn't raise his eyes: "Use it again? The ice has cracked, you use your head to skate?" When the thunder and lightning blue pot lost control and blackened the score screen, his opponent Li Xuance gracefully flicked it to dust: "Brother Qin, strength must be measured." The balance scale of elements hangs high, and every power has a price. Qin Ye rubbed the dusty granite pot, the handle was cold. At the decisive moment, rotate and knock lightly - the non-attribute curling stone is fixed at the center of the circle, smashing the elemental storm in the sky. The mortal stone pot is printed on the front page of the new season manual, with a note like a blade: "The highest state is to control the torrent with a mortal body."
