Chapter 732: Unparalleled Martial Arts Competition (Part 2)

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Two minutes ago…

Wang Tanzhi regained his ability to move after watching the opening CG and listening to the mission prompts.

It was a coincidence that his initial teleportation point was right in front of a group of magic soldiers.

Originally...the group of demon soldiers were resting in place under the leadership of their commander [Jiao]. Unexpectedly... a white light suddenly appeared in front of the formation, and a second later, a man wearing a Renaissance Assassin assassin's suit suddenly appeared in front of him.

Seeing this, the demon soldiers closest to Xiao Tan immediately stepped forward with their guns drawn, surrounded him, and asked in a wary tone, "Who is coming?"

"Uh..." Xiao Tan's reaction was not slow. Through CG, he already knew the group of ferocious spirits in front of him (the demon soldiers are similar in size to humans, with blue-gray skin all over their bodies and white hair; most of their eyes are With yellow eyes, pointed ears, sharp teeth in the mouth, and sharp nails), he was a soldier of the "Toro Zhijun". Therefore, he thought for a few seconds and then replied, "I am here to participate in a martial arts meeting." Yes, but I’m lost. Do you know how to get to the magic city?”

"Huh? You? Going to participate in a martial arts competition?" The demon soldiers looked Xiaotan up and down, as if they didn't believe it.

"If you don't know... you can find someone in charge to come out and tell me." Xiaotan didn't want to talk too much with the soldiers. As he spoke, he scanned the local formation, and soon found a person with the same appearance as the ordinary soldiers. A different guy said, "Ah... that fat guy over there seems to be your commander, how about you help me report..."

"What did you say?"

Before Xiao Tan could finish his words, the "fat man" he was referring to had turned his head, revealed a fierce look, and interrupted him with a loud shout.

"I'll go for it... I can hear it from so far away..." Xiao Tan muttered in a low voice, "And he seems to be angry... Did I say something wrong..."

This time...his reaction was a bit slow. Of course, you can't blame him completely for this, because... Generally speaking, men don't react as much as women when they are called fat... Most men don't mind this very much. There are also many people who find titles like "Pang Zhang, Fat Wang, and Fatty" quite affectionate.

However... now that Xiao Tan met this demon general, he obviously belonged to the small group of people who were extremely concerned about the title "fat man".

His name is [Jiao].

As a demon general, Jiao's appearance is naturally different from those of the miscellaneous soldiers...

His skin is light gray, his eyes are gray, his eyebrows are raised, and he has a pair of huge fangs protruding from his mouth.

He wore a strange mask on his face, which was shaped... like a pair of special leather underwear... The lower part of the mask covered his nose, mouth, and chin below the cheekbones, and there were two holes that were just right. For his fangs to pass through; and the upper part of the mask is in the shape of an inverted triangle. It covered the top of his head and extended to the back of his head.

Jiao is not bald, he has a bunch of onion-like braids on the back of his head...

He wore a pair of black shoulder pads on his shoulders. The shoulder straps on both sides of the shoulder pads met on his chest and connected to a mound-shaped armor on his stomach.

By the way... Objectively speaking, he is indeed a fat man. Although his exposed chest muscles and biceps are relatively developed, his short stature and big belly make him look like a demonic version of a short-legged tiger ("Water Margin") characters).

"You bastard... do you know who I am?" Seeing that Xiao Tan showed no remorse, Jiao immediately shouted loudly. "Don't you want to live anymore?"

"What on earth did I do..." Xiao Tan opened his eyes, still confused.

"You still dare to pretend?" Jiao's patience has reached its limit, "I'll skin you alive!"

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Back in time...

"It's simply inexplicable..." Wang Tanzhi ran wildly on the wasteland, "Just because I called you Fatty...is it necessary?"

"You actually said it again!" Jiao was extremely sensitive to those two words. He roared angrily, "Young men! Follow me! Cut him into pieces!"

"Yes!" The demon soldiers behind Jiao received the order and immediately roared for a while, and their momentum became more powerful.

"Tch...it seems like reasoning is useless..." Xiao Tan said in heart. "I'd better speed up a little bit. If I start running seriously... they won't be able to catch up with me..."

Thinking of this, his running speed accelerated a bit. In the blink of an eye, he rushed into the rocky hills ahead.

"Hmm... What a good opportunity..." Looking at Xiao Tan who was panicking, Feng Bujue was hesitant in his heart and murmured, "Should I take action..."

Here, in order to avoid misunderstandings among readers, I would like to explain... The "take action" in Jue Ge's mouth does not mean "to help", but "to take advantage of the situation and sneak attack".

"Hmph..." After two seconds, Feng Bujue seemed to have made up his mind and snorted coldly, "I also have a bit of a woman's heart... There is nothing to hesitate about. I should have let him experience teamwork a long time ago." The cruelty of war..."

His approach seemed a bit ruthless, but it was actually understandable.

In a real game, such "sneak attacks" are commonplace, and your opponent will not let you go just because you are being chased by a group of NPCs.

It is better to be taught a lesson by one of your own here than to be taught a lesson by an outsider in a competition... Thinking of this, Brother Jue decided decisively... to launch a merciless raid on Xiao Tan.

However...at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

"Toon Lu Zhi's minions... don't be too arrogant!" A clear whistle broke through the sky, leading to a blue-white figure.

But I saw that man...with a brocade belt on his head and long hair flying in the air; wearing a silver jacket that reflected the bright light of the sun; wearing iron armor underneath, tightly tied with leather straps; his feet were in flower pleats, and his steps were like stars.

"Changshan Zhao Zilong is here!!" Zhao Yun made a grand appearance, with the powerful dragon gall (Zhao Yun's weapon in the "Wushuang" series) spinning out layers of spear shadows in his hand, blocking the advance of the demon soldiers.

"Fuck..." Feng Bujue had already put the grenade in his hand. When he saw General Zhao, he put the thing back into the grenade case. "Where did it come from?" He couldn't help but look up at the sky and complained. He said, "Did someone put in a coin?"

On the other side, Xiao Tan stopped immediately after hearing Zhao Yun's voice, turned around and said in surprise: "Eh? Zhao Zilong?"

In the next few seconds, many images flashed through Wang Tanzhi's mind... He remembered them clearly. In the "Wushuang" series of games, the combat effectiveness of unparalleled generals like Zhao Yun is vastly different from those generals with popular faces. Killing soldiers is like mowing grass to him. A group of more than a hundred demon soldiers like the one in front of them, plus a popular demon general like "Jiao"... could hardly survive for a minute under Zhao Zilong.

"Oh? Who do I think it is..." Jiao Zai sneered after seeing the person clearly, "Humph... the green dragon flying on the battlefield... right..."

His tone made Feng Bujue, who was observing in the dark, feel a little strange.

"What's the situation? As a public face...this attitude is a bit arrogant..." Brother Jue thought to himself.

"Haha... My defeated general still dares to appear in front of me?" Jiao's next words shocked both Brother Jue and Xiao Tan.

"My general is defeated?" Xiao Tan asked in confusion. "How can this be……"

"Ah... I'm sorry, this righteous man..." The next second, Zhao Yun turned around and responded to Xiao Tan's question, "My strength is not enough... At the moment... I should not be Jiao's opponent." He said calmly. He said, "However, I am confident that I can deal with him..." As he said that, he opened his stance and prepared for battle, "You go first! I will be the one to resist here!"

"Wo~de-Fake?" Feng Bujue could only use this curse word (because he was talking to himself at the moment, so the system did not block it) to express his inner surprise, "As a Wushuang The military commander actually admitted that he couldn't defeat the public, and even took advantage of the situation and set up a death flag? "

As for Xiao Tan... As a very conscientious person, he definitely can't leave: "Although I can't figure out what is going on. But... General Zhao and I are strangers, but he sacrificed his life to help me. How can you be greedy for life and fear death and just leave?"

"This righteous man, you are serious." Zhao Yun replied, "Anyone who dares to stand up against Yuan Luzhi is my companion. This is how it should be."

"Okay... have you two finished chatting at the bar there?" Jiao interrupted their conversation, "If you have anything to say, let's go to Huangquan Road to talk about it!" After that, he raised his arm and waved, "Young ones! Come on!"

Before he finished speaking, the demon soldiers swarmed up and charged towards Xiao Tan and Zhao Yun.

The battle has begun, so there is no need to say anything more.

Maybe it's the fighting instinct, maybe it's the assassin's habits... At this moment, the first thing that Xiao Tan thought of was "capture the thief first, capture the king". Therefore, he consciously moved closer to where the dragon was.

He stretched out his hands, his fist blades and military spurs were ready; he used a move [Reverse Blade Whirlwind Slash] to break into the enemy's formation, and used the momentum of the spin to get straight into the heart of the demon soldiers.

did not expect……

"Righteous soldier! Be careful!" Zhao Yun's shout rang out before Xiao Tan's roundhouse slash was completed.

It's a pity that this voice still shouted too late.

Ping ping pong pong...

Along with a sudden sound, Xiao Tan's figure... stopped.

At this time, he was shocked and pale.

"It's blocked..." Xiao Tan said in heart, "Everything is... blocked..."

His shock was understandable. Who would have thought that... his super-high-speed continuous spinning slashes were all blocked by those soldiers, and not a single blow hurt anyone.

"Could it be that..." Even Feng Bujue, who was hiding and watching from a distance, was shocked, "The abilities of these guys are all at the level of Shura difficulty?"

Shura difficulty, in the "Wushuang" series...a shaking difficulty that challenges the player's extreme reaction, patience, endurance and strategy. At this difficulty, the enemy's attack, defense, health, blocking, attack and other reactions will be strengthened to an outrageous level. Unparalleled generals who have not reached the full level or are not equipped with powerful equipment will usually be killed by a round of random attacks (or random shots or arrows) by the soldiers; popular generals can also use a set of combos to easily kill players. .

"Oops..." Look at Xiaotan again. After the attack just now, he is already trapped in a tight siege. All the enemies have in their hands are long weapons, and the stagnant Xiaotan... is full of flaws.

"Kill him!" Naturally, the demon soldiers would not let go of this fool who had thrown himself into a trap. As they shouted, several people stabbed him with their spears.

"Ha!" After a while, Zhao Yun heard a tiger roar, whirled around with his gun, used his fighting spirit to forcefully open a passage, and came to Xiao Tan's side. The demon soldiers were shaken by this force, and they staggered. They all retreated, but... still no one died.

"Heroes, don't be impulsive!" Zhao Yun and Xiao Tan stood back to back. Panting, he said, "The enemy has more than a hundred people, and you... not to mention fighting spirit, you don't even have a solid armor on your body, how can you kill them?"

"I was wrong..." Xiao Tan said this sincerely, "I'm dragging you down, General Zhao..."

He regretted it so much at this moment, and said depressedly in his heart: "If I had known this... I would have listened to Brother Yun and run away directly... I am just a burden if I stay here! What's the matter with those little soldiers? Everyone's reaction speed can keep up with my spinning slash, and everyone successfully blocked my attack... Are you crazy? Are you really miscellaneous soldiers?"

Thinking of this, Xiao Tan couldn't help but look at General Jiao outside the crowd. Suddenly, he felt a chill: "I seem to understand... why Zhao Yun lost to such a common face. In this universe... the strength of Yuan Luzhi's army is all so strong that it is against the sky..."

"Righteous man." Zhao Yun's voice soon rang again, interrupting Xiao Tan's thoughts, "I killed you, and my unparalleled power has been exhausted. Next, I am afraid I will have no time to protect you, you..."

"I'm fine, General Zhao, don't worry about me." Xiao Tan said, and his mind moved. He activated the [Heaven and Earth Reversal Divine Art].

In a blink of an eye, his figure soared into the sky.

Because his "flying" action had no signs, the surrounding demon soldiers were unable to react. When they wanted to move. Xiao Tan was already five or six meters away from the ground and could no longer hinder him.

"In this way... he can fight with all his strength without any scruples..." Xiao Tan, who flew to the middle of the air, looked at Zhao Yun on the ground and said.

"Do you want to run? Bastard."

Just when Xiao Tan thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, Jiao's voice suddenly appeared behind him.

At this moment. Wang Tanzhi's blood ran cold...

"This guy..." Xiao Tan's body moved before his thoughts, and when the feeling of "fear" flashed through his heart, his hands were already raised. The special effect of Altair's Touch: [Assassin's Edge] has been activated.

Bang——

A muffled sound of metal and iron clashing came out.

Xiao Tan's indestructible hidden blade barely blocked the sweep of the spear in Jiao's hand.

But even if it was blocked... Xiao Tan's survival value still dropped by 9%, his arms were numb from the shock, and the whole person fell to the ground.

"He can actually jump higher than me in an instant..." Xiao Tan thought to himself while flying backwards in the air, "and he can also use this strange force attack lightly and at high speed in the air without any support..."

A few seconds later, Wang Tanzhi's feet touched the ground again. Due to the effect of [Heaven and Earth Reversal Divine Art], from Xiao Tan's feeling, he was hit "upwards", so when he approached the ground, his retreat speed had slowed down a lot. Taking this opportunity, he cancelled his skill the moment he touched the ground, reversed the direction of gravity, and stood still.

Because the direction of the dragon's attack was not perpendicular to the ground, Xiao Tan's falling trajectory deviated from that of the ascent. When he returned to the ground, he was no longer in the battle group of the demon soldiers and Zhao Yun.

"Wow? Not bad... He looks very comfortable." Feng Bujue, who was watching the battle, thought to himself, "With the enemy's attack, he got out of the predicament with minimal losses."

He was a typical spectator who didn't know the pain of the show. At this time, Xiao Tan was thinking: "What should I do... If I fight alone, I may have a chance to win, but it will definitely be a miserable victory... If I run away, Zhao Yun will be in danger. And if he dies... I have to take a big responsibility."

Just as Wang Tanzhi was struggling with his psychological struggle, another uninvited guest... broke into the battle.

"I hate the talent for being unruly; I hate the beauty for being short-lived..."

Before the person arrived, the poem had arrived, and the identity of the visitor was about to be revealed.

"The third regret is that the waves of the river never stop; the fourth regret is that the world is cold and fickle..."

When the fourth sentence was read, a figure of extraordinary talent rushed over like a flash of lightning.

"The fifth regret is that the moon platform leaks easily; the sixth regret is that the orchid leaves are often burnt..."

Chiying-Chiying-

The sword tip moves, and the sword energy sings.

The sound of the sword dance, as fast as the wind, opens up the waves of mournful cries.

"The seventh regret is that the pufferfish is very poisonous; the eighth regret is that the peanuts are thorny..."

"Who is it?" The dragon shouted in the air, stepped down, and tried to block the swordsman's edge.

"The ninth regret is that there are mosquitoes in the summer night; the tenth regret is that the ivy hides the snake..."

Ping ping ping ping ping ping...

Fast, one word, fast.

The clash of swords and spears brought out a series of sounds of weapons hitting each other, as fast as lightning and as dense as heavy rain.

"The eleventh regret is that I have never met an opponent; the twelfth regret is that I am invincible in the world!"

The poem ended, and the figure appeared.

The two fighting phantoms stopped, forming a confrontation.

On one side, there is a fat man. His name is "Jiao", and he is a demon general under Yuan Luzhi.

On the other side, there is a swordsman in black. He wears a lavender cape, carries a sword rack on his back, has long hair, and has sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. He is called "Sword Lord Twelve Hate", and is a lone knight in the Pili sword world.

"This play is really getting more and more interesting..." As a bystander, Feng Bujue is very interested. He can't wait to get some popcorn and sit down to watch it slowly. "I don't believe... Jiao can beat the masters of the Pili world..." After saying this, his expression changed slightly, "Eh? Wait... That's not right! When they were fighting just now, Jiao was indeed not at a disadvantage..."

"Hmph... this time a troublesome guy has come..." On the battlefield, Jiao spoke again, "But... to defeat me..." His confidence made it difficult for Jue Ge, a man familiar with the world of "Wushuang" and "Pili", to complain, "... it's still a hundred years too early!" (To be continued...)