As his opponent, the young man felt the deepest feeling.
He clearly felt that the strength of this young man who came from nowhere was increasing rapidly. But he is not just fighting like Fang Shiyu. He had been watching the entire situation, and he saw that Lord Musashi was winning, but the war was being lost.
Although I had known that I would lose, I never thought that I would lose so miserably.
Based on the strength and rehearsal of the players on the Western server, they can exchange one for two, which will break a few teeth on the Eastern server. But it's because of the man in the mask.
In fact, the most effective way to deal with a single-soldier tactic like Mask is to also assign a single soldier to contain him. However, Musashi was blocked by Sanqing, and the impetuous young man managed to hold off his mask for a few minutes, but was shot out by Fang Shiyu again.
Thinking of this, the restless boy became even more irritable.
It was naturally interesting that he changed his name. He had a bad temper and was easily irritable, so his friends and relatives called him an impatient boy.
Thinking of this, he moved.
He clapped his hands.
Fang Shiyu would naturally not be fooled again. He had already seen the insidiousness of the palm blade just now. The skills of a boxer are most suitable for close combat. ￥∵￥∵ said,.◎.co≡. I saw only one side of Fang Shiyu's body, using the boxer's skill of moving in a small range in a straight line with himself as the center - inch step, dodge and return a punch at the same time.
Facing the fist wind carrying Liuyang Qi, the impetuous young man smiled arrogantly.
The hand that was a good distance away from Fang Shiyu suddenly let go, and a cloud of yellow sand shot out!
Rogue's skill──Throwing sand! Can temporarily blind the opponent!
He is called a gangster, and his professional skills are all third-rate methods.
Blinding succeeded, he did not stop. He reached out and grabbed Fang Shiyu's hair.
Hair Tear──Stand for three seconds, the damage dealt to the designated target will be increased by fifty percent within three seconds. But after performing the hair pulling, the hot boy can continue to take over the skill. But he didn't.
All he wanted was to stabilize the bored young man in front of him.
He rushed to Musashi's side: Master Musashi, let's go!
Musashi glanced at him and shook his head slowly: Just run, I won't leave.
The restless young man turned around and saw that the Eastern server players were gradually approaching here.
Lord Musashi! Your intention to stay was to advance and retreat together, but now you are leaving! What we can do has been done! Your level is high, plus you are one of the four generals! You are our general, and every level you drop is an irreparable loss!
Musashi didn't reply, but his eyes flashed!
The impetuous young man still said anxiously: "Keep the green hills here!" Think twice, Lord Musashi!
All right. Musashi sighed.
It's really unbelievable that he could escape with his personality, but he is no longer the destroyer or wandering swordsman he used to be. He is now one of the four generals of Olympus. He needs to be responsible for every move he makes.
Boy, follow me closely.
Musashi drew his swords again and broke out of the siege!
… …
Zhou Yu's eyes naturally fell on Musashi who wanted to break out of the tight encirclement and the scattered elite players of the Western servers. They are all sharp knives and powerful. Now it seems that the overall situation has been decided, but there is really no need to increase our casualties just for a few small fish that slipped through the net.
Although he knew that the man with the double sword must hold an important position in the Western server. But the scene has the ability to leave his mask far enough away from the double-knife guy. Perhaps they did it on purpose, the protruding direction is exactly the opposite distance of the mask.
After a moment of struggle, he finally gave the order: let them go.
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The entire floor was quickly cleared, leaving only three people.
Although people prefer to call them the three gods, privately, they are all very good partners.
Zeus, your decision is a little weird. The speaker was a man with lake blue hair, who looked to be around thirty. Although he was the oldest among the three, he had an easy-going personality and did not mind being inferior to Zeus.
oh? Zeus smiled slightly and said nothing.
Another man, the man who followed Zeus like a shadow, said: Sir, do you want to help them
Zeus was still smiling.
Shadow continued to speak: Your old enemy is now in an awkward position on the Eastern server. The War Wasteland map is very cruel. Without the sanctuary point, there would be no basic main city function. Without the channel and transmission functions, we will suffer a great loss in the coming war.
Shadow glanced at Zeus: Maybe you want to use this battle as an opportunity to let the mask dominate the Eastern server
The blue-haired man smiled bitterly and shook his head: You are really willing to give up. Take the players in Musashi, Fire Palace, and Sannomiya and give them to the enemy.
Zeus is still sitting on the throne.
We, Olympus, are very strong.
But just because it was too strong, it lost the challenge. Since we unified the Western servers, how long has it been since we felt a sense of crisis
The two were silent. As the so-called unification meant, there was no longer any resistance at all. The battle between them was just a fight between partners, there was no longer a battle between life and death.
What I'm more afraid of than sacrificing 100,000 players is this - losing the sense of crisis.
This feeling of comfort will make us numb, and over time we will become arrogant and helpless.
We have been comfortable for too long.
Zeus's eyes were filled with wisdom at this moment: In this battle, it seemed that tens of thousands of players had lost their levels. But what we got was a wake-up call for the entire Western server! Of course, it's natural to give the mask a chance. If he still can't seize this opportunity, then he won't be qualified to compete with me.
The last time he felt a sense of crisis was when he fought against Youlong.
Without the intervention of the Lord, they would have perished together.
That was the closest he had come to death, so his own alarm bell had already started.
He regards the wandering dragon as a threat and an old enemy, but he doesn't want to crush it directly. What he wants is an equal fight!
grown ups! Musashi asks to see you!
A player shouted loudly outside.
Let him in.
Musashi enters, and the space of three becomes four.
Facing the three gods, Musashi didn't feel any awkwardness. In fact, he is the fourth general after the Butcher. There is a distance from the three gods, but it is not an invisible distance.
Zeus.
Thank you for your hard work, you didn't drop the level.
No.
This time, the three gods were a little surprised. Under the explanation of one of the three gods hidden in the shadow, the three of them all knew that Musashi was an abandoned son this time. With Musashi's character who would rather die than escape, his downgrade was a certainty. But now he is not dead
Talk about how you feel.
They all know the outcome of the war, but some details are still unclear, including the escape of a few elite players such as Musashi and Hotboy.
Musashi recounted the entire battle.
After a long time, he looked solemn: Zeus, I think the Eastern server is stronger than we imagined. That Sanqing... was very strong, as powerful as the four generals. And a young man shot out his hands with flames, and he was equally strong. Although the average level and equipment are far from ours, their potential is greater, especially with the strength of elite players.
The battle with Sanqing made him very wary. He has always been a lawless character, but as Zeus said, this battle really set off a wake-up call for him.