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Fifteen minutes after the explosion tunnel opened, five kilometers south of the blockade.
Here and now, a player who ranks in the top 20 combat power rankings is being attacked by two derivatives.
boom-
The violent vibration exploded a cloud of thick smoke and dust on the side of the street. Before the gunpowder smoke cleared, the three figures tore through the smoke and rushed out, fighting again.
For a moment, the shadows of fists filled the sky, and the sound of gold and iron clashing could be heard endlessly.
"Cut... who the hell are they..." [I'm not afraid] thought to myself, "Are there two guys like this in the top fifty..."
If Feng Bujue was here, he would definitely tell her clearly - no. Because Brother Jue has already watched the videos of all forty-nine players except himself, and he remembers everyone's nickname, appearance, and fighting style.
"Hi'er..." Suddenly, a wine belch sounded, and a man with a cigarette in his mouth, holding a wine bottle and burning his head appeared at the end of the street.
And those two derivatives, after hearing the sound, immediately stopped their attacks on Fearless, and jumped out of the battle circle backwards, staring at the distant comer warily.
Data identification:
—Break through the firewall...
-Download Information...
—Start counter strategy...
Shape recognition database started, downloading, writing/correcting/writing/writing.
[Player Nickname: Meng Jing Zen]
[Level: 41]
[Title: Drunken Silver Sword]
[Height: 180 cm]
[Weight: 70 kg]
[Possess skills:? ? ?]
[Have equipment:? ? ?]
[Dangerous level: high]
Speech Recognition: Built.
Location: Y-142.
Tracking location: unable to start.
Manipulation status: out of control.
Tactical Control Options: Computing...
Since these two are only third-level derivatives of the source organization, and have not undergone any mutation enhancement, their combat effectiveness is far from that of members above the second level. Although they can also analyze the data of the players to a certain extent, if they are allowed to play against those top players when the number of players is equal, I am afraid that they will still be finished.
"The individual capture chance has dropped to 7, and it's still going down." After seeing Meng Jing Zen, one of the derivatives said to his companion.
"Hmm... the chance of capturing the two together is close to zero." Another derivative replied, "Call for reinforcements."
"Okay, I'll call..." The derivative couldn't finish his sentence.
But I can see... a silver light flashed, and the head flew down.
The person who shot was actually Meng Jingchan.
In an instant, he killed him from several feet away, sealing his throat with a sword.
If you replay the action of Meng Jing Zen in slow motion, you can see such a scene... At that moment, he used the index finger and thumb of his right hand to take out the cigarette butt that was about to be smoked in his mouth, and threw it into the air. He drew out the fast sword worn at his waist; at the same moment, he had already made a ground-shrinking trick under his feet, causing him to rush into a distance of more than ten meters like lightning.
Therefore... the sword has just been drawn out of its sheath, and the person has arrived in front of the enemy.
His sword was so fast, it was unbelievably fast. So much so that... the flying cigarette butt and the falling human head landed at exactly the same second.
"Don't look at me now..." Meng Jingchan talked about his mantra again, "I think I was a master back then~"
"I'm also a master now..." I'm not afraid, and I made a complaint in my heart. After a few seconds, she thought with a little fear: what would happen if this sword cut at her.
"Human beings... hateful!" Another surviving derivative showed a furious look, he gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, and rushed forward, as if he wanted to fight Meng Jingchan desperately.
But... a long-handled giant hammer swept from the side again, and with the force of his forward rush, it hit his chest hard.
Therefore, the second derivative is also explained here.
"Why do you want to help me?" I'm not afraid, I flicked the [Krazi Thunder Pestle] (an upgraded version of the "Thunder Pestle" she used in the battle for the cloak), and then said to Meng Jingchan, "In such an occasion, There is no such thing as a hero to save the beauty, right?"
Meng Jingchan shrugged, put away the sword, took another sip from the wine bottle, and then replied: "Girl, don't you think the two 'people' who attacked you... are a bit strange?"
"Oh?" I'm not afraid and asked tentatively, "How do you say that?"
"I mean...they are not players." Meng Jingchan replied.
"Are you sure?" Cai Wucai continued, "The strength of these two people is not bad, and the fighting style doesn't look like NC..."
"Ha..." Meng Jingchan interrupted her with laughter, "You guys over there in the 'Jianghu'...are you a little too loose?"
"What do you mean?" I'm not afraid. I don't understand what the other party means.
"Our studio has set a deadly rule, requiring all finalists to memorize the basic information of the top 50, and there is a test..." He said, lighting another cigarette, "Don't Look at me... I barely passed."
"Just say that you know all the finalists." Not afraid to reply, "Don't talk about our 'Jianghu', I'm not a professional player."
"Okay..." Meng Jingchan said, "In short... the point I want to say is that the two guys in front of me are not players, but..."
"Derivatives." Another unfamiliar voice sounded.
Meng Jingchan and I'm not afraid to follow the prestige at the same time.
The source of the sound was in a dilapidated building on the side of the street. In fact, that building was destroyed just now by not being afraid to fight the two derivatives...
buzz buzz...
Accompanied by a strange noise, a crystal-like object floating in mid-air slowly floated out.
"What's the situation?" Meng Jingchan took another sip and read, "Could this be the legendary...flying imperial coffin?"
"I've only heard of Yujian flying..." The crystal, that is, the invisible demon replied, "Besides... I don't look like a coffin at all." Its voice and tone are quite pleasant, and it sounds like that A very kind radio host, he feels like a big brother next door.
"Are you... what?" I'm not afraid. She hesitated before finishing this sentence, because she was thinking...whether this question should end with "who" or "what". Since the former was not very appropriate and the latter was not very polite, she finally used a more compromised wording.
"My lord, the invisible demon." The invisible demon replied, "Ranking among the top nine dead souls." It paused, "The purpose of coming here is to tell you two... to give up fighting with the same kind and fight against derivatives together."
"Oh... that's it." Meng Jingchan said, "Actually, I also have this intention..." This is of course the truth, otherwise he wouldn't be afraid to save him.
Meng Jingchan looks out of shape on the surface, but he must be a sensible person in essence. He once dealt with the spinner Red Iron together with Jue Ge, so he is very clear about the strength of the spinner, and he also understands... the things in front of him are not that simple... RS
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