Chapter 189: The Game of the Great Gods Who Reached the Top
"this..."
Seeing that the third-rate routine was indeed uninformed, Yunfan hesitated and lengthened his tone.
"I originally thought it would be fine for the two of us to play a game in private." Third-rate routine curled his lips, "But where did you know about these things? They are a bunch of high-point maniacs, they won't keep an eye on us all the time.
Bar."
It seems,
The third-rate routine also received a lot of invitations to watch the game!
"Um."
With a slight snort, Yunfan nodded.
"Wait a minute, I'll grab someone first and ask what's going on."
Whoosh!
The next moment, Yunfan reached out with the tip of his claws and clicked on an invitation prompt in front of him.
The air slowly fluctuated like water waves, and two bright lights like blue suns swayed uncertainly.
"Master!" The voodoo puppet master's hoarse voice came from his belly, "Why did you start a solo fight with... this guy?"
"It is too small."
Yunfan waved his hand and said hello.
"We are just having fun."
Subsequently,
Yun Fan gently tapped the table with the tip of his claws and said unhurriedly: "Okay, it's my turn next."
"How did you find out about our match?"
The two of them were very curious about this.
"Uh..." The bloody setting sun hesitated for a moment, "Master, this... is naturally because I received a prompt from the system."
"Speaking of which, Master. Why did you two lock the room? Do you still need to apply to watch the game?"
"oh."
Yunfan squinted his eyes and looked across.
This is probably set up by a third-rate routine.
really...
The third-rate routine on the other side nodded in disbelief.
"Ahem..."
The blood-stained setting sun summoned its own light curtain and shared it with the strangers in front of it.
"Master...game..."
Yunfan held his chin and read.
His tone was calm and there was no fluctuation in his voice.
after all,
As long as there are two Human Emperors or Slaughter Emperors from past seasons in a game, the spectator mechanism for the Master Game will be triggered.
but...
When his eyes touched the text behind it, the clown's expression suddenly changed.
"NO.1!?"
Yunfan took a deep breath.
"Huh?" Third-rate routine was also stunned. He stood up suddenly and grabbed the clown's shoulders, "Let me see!"
"No way." After reading, the third-rate routine gritted his teeth and slapped his forehead with the palm of his hand, "What's going on? Our solo battle reached the top of the rankings among the masters?"
"This is impossible!" He thought hard, "What kind of weird judgment mechanism is this system? There are only two of us. Normally, the master who can be ranked first should not..."
"Old Yinbi." The blood-stained setting sun interrupted his words, "I think... maybe it's because..."
"Is this the first battle between the peak slaughter emperor and the peak human emperor in the first season of the closed beta after many years?"
"Moreover, are you still using the limited skins of the Peak Slaughter Emperor and Peak Human Emperor that were issued back then?"
The blood-stained setting sun spoke with some uncertainty, but Yun Fan's eyes lit up.
"I guess so."
The stranger and the third-rate routine looked at each other, and both agreed with this guess.
"Then..." After figuring out the reason, the third-rate routine asked, "Weird clowns. Should we... let these people watch the battle?"
The palm of the holy hunter's hand is upward, with four fingers raised horizontally towards the King of Ice and Snow.
Obviously,
He left the choice to the stranger.
"Hehe! It's okay."
Yunfan laughed playfully and waved his hands lightly,
"I do not mind."
He can understand the purpose of the third-rate routine of locking the room.
after all,
I have so many fewer years of gaming experience than him, and my strength has also declined, so my chances of losing are relatively large.
As an old friend and an old rival, Sanliu Taolu doesn't want others to know the outcome of this battle.
He wanted to keep his face as a stranger.
because...
Yunfan knew very well that the third-rate routine was not meant to humiliate himself.
As a complete fighting maniac,
He is just longing for this belated battle,
That's all.
but...
Yunfan is not afraid of failure.
Even back then, his duels with third-rate tricks were mutually beneficial, not just one victory for him.
Don’t be arrogant when you win, don’t be discouraged when you lose.
Victory or defeat is standard issue.
"Which person who plays the role of executioner doesn't have a big heart?"
Yunfan smiled calmly.
If he didn't have this endurance, wouldn't he have been driven crazy by the provocation and humiliation of the escapees in repeated games?
"you..."
The third-rate trick moved his lips, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.
He vaguely guessed the reason why foreigners retreated from traveling for many years before returning.
Today's foreigners are undoubtedly very short of money.
After seeing those videos posted by Stranger, the third-rate routine probably understands its situation.
And now...
The popularity of Stranger suddenly skyrocketed to an extremely high level.
The pinnacle emperor slayer in ancient times, the master player who created countless playing styles and genres, the first-generation ugly emperor who achieved the ultimate in saw-sawing skills...
There are many halos shrouding its head, making the name Stranger extremely mysterious.
people,
Be curious.
It is precisely because of this that they can push the popularity of Strangers to the top, making it difficult for other peak slaughter kings and peak human emperors to keep up.
but...
Once the Stranger fails in this game, many of its auras will be instantly broken.
By the time,
Will a foreigner who has lost his mystery and invincibility still have the ability to attract money and influence like he does now?
at first,
Even until just now,
He thinks about it this way.
But it wasn't until the moment the stranger calmly said "I don't care" that he realized that he had overlooked the most important point.
Foreigners have their own pride!
How could it be shaken for money and fame?
Recalling the player who created a third-rate team with him long before the game ID of Stranger appeared, and then the time when he fought with the first-generation peak slayer emperor, the third-rate routine showed a look of reminiscence on his face.
Looking faintly at the chainsaw wrapped with wisps of frost, the Holy Hunter sighed sadly.
"I'm overthinking it."
He nodded solemnly, with a smile on his lips.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The next moment, endless white light flashed through, and countless illusory figures suddenly appeared from the void.
"Master!" The blood-stained setting sun shouted anxiously, "You... how could you do this? Lao Yinbi's skin is naturally capable of restraining clowns. You won't accept the red envelope I sent you, you...
"
The sound of the blood-stained setting sun was drowned in the noisy flow of people.
"Hello, strange clown."
The charming peach blossom eyes blinked, and the third-rate actor blew bubble gum with a smile.
Snapped!
"Shut up!"
The third-rate routine suddenly launched a sneak attack. He swung the bayonet on the front of his musket and pierced the big bubble that the girl Renhuang had just blown.
Suddenly, the light pink sticky bubble gum was all over her face.
"Oh! I'll go."
The third-rate player waved his ruby cane and struck his captain on the head without showing any signs of weakness.
"Weird, you..."
Teng Teng, who appeared as a detective, hesitated to speak. He pushed through the crowd and came to the stranger.
"Old Yi, how do you fight him?" Mr. Bailu leaned his head over, "His combination is designed to restrain you..."
"Big Brother." A goat-horned demon stood beside the stranger, "Welcome back."
"..."
Amid the torrent of noisy sounds, the system's countdown came quietly.
"10."
"9."
"8."
"7."
"6."
"5."
"4."
"3."
"2."
"1."
"Dodge the gun, hide the gun, but remember to hide the gun!"
"Tactics, remember tactics, idol!"
"rest assured."
In the air, only the murmurs of strangers were left.