After repelling the mad Wang Hu, Cheng Peng also felt tired.
In the battle just now, he had used almost all his moves, but he only managed to repel Wang Hu.
"You are stronger than I expected!" Looking at Wang Hu, who was panting and slowly getting up, he couldn't help but laugh, "Hey, are you calming down a little now?"
"Calm down, sister! You hit too hard!" Wang Hu, whose eyes became clear again, replied angrily, "Both of my hands are broken!"
While he was talking, he fell over because he couldn't control his balance.
"Feel sorry!"
"Sorry about your sister! Why don't you help me up if you have time to apologize?"
A few minutes later, the two of them were sitting in a relatively calm corner - a melee had just broken out here. Players from the immortal system and players from the necromancy system fought because of the poisonous tongue of the immortal warlock Wei Ye. In the end, all the players from the immortal system were wiped out.
, the ending ended with most of the necromancy department failing - chatting without a word.
"Why did you want to come here to play?" Cheng Peng asked, "To watch the masters compete?"
"Of course! I have been troubled by Samsung's bottleneck for a long time!" Wang Hu replied calmly, "Lin Lian said that there are masters here to watch a duel, so I came over."
"Who is Lin Lian?"
"A player from the Cat Clan, my friend." Wang Hu replied casually, "The last time she came to Ranma World, she ate at the Cat Restaurant and had no money to pay the bill. She had to wash the dishes for three days. We met at that time."
"Oh? Where's the guy who sounds interesting."
"Yes, he is very stingy. He often says 'money is very important and should be used properly' - in fact, he just doesn't use it at all." Thinking of that interesting girl, Wang Hu couldn't help but laugh, "I know I don't have a dime, but I still want to."
If you want Granny Kerun’s recipes, you are really talented!”
"She spent about two weeks building up her favorability at Cat Restaurant, and finally got the recipe - using her salary in exchange." Wang Hu said with a smile, "She even gave it to us as a gift before leaving.
Each person has a stuffed doll."
"Oh? What doll?"
"It's the Gensokyo specialty 'Maodama', that kind of fluffy low-level monster." Wang Hu said and took out a fist-sized stuffed toy. "As far as toys are concerned, it's better than the kind of monster that attacks humans."
Much cuter."
Cheng Peng was noncommittal and just nodded repeatedly.
"and after?"
"What happened next? She went back later - occasionally she would send me a doll, or write a letter or two to talk about interesting things..."
"Did you write back?"
"Of course! I often send her my cultivation experiences!"
Cheng Peng's body froze for a few seconds, and then he asked: "How do you feel about your cultivation?"
"Yes, her strength is so poor, she must have wanted to ask me about my cultivation experience - I know, girls are shy. Haha! So I gave it to her without waiting for her to ask for it!" Wang
Tiger said proudly, "It's very detailed!"
"...This girl is so pitiful."
"What?"
"Nothing." Cheng Peng sighed, "Do you have an invitation?"
"Yes, she gave it to me. She said she got the invitation from the leader of the Flame Cat Phosphorus after defeating a group of cats!" Wang Hu took out an invitation that was similar in style to Cheng Peng's, except that it had painted on the front.
There is a catwoman surrounded by several ghosts, with the words "Come to Gensokyo, nya~ The miko and the eldest lady are going to fight, nya~ Come and watch if there is excitement~" written in messy fonts on the back.
"My teachings are indeed very effective. There are more than a hundred people in their 'Kitten Rampage Group', but she just stood out and grabbed only two invitations." Wang Hu said proudly, "I think,
Maybe I have a talent for being a teacher!”
"...He is very talented!" Cheng Peng sighed, he finally discovered Wang Hu's shortcomings.
"That's right! Look -" Wang Hu suddenly shouted, pointing to a girl who was fighting in the crowd in the distance - a large group of cat-eared players and dog-eared players were fighting fiercely over there, "Look! Then
It’s Lin Lian!”
Cheng Peng looked in the direction and saw a beautiful girl with long flowing hair and amazing legs. She was about twenty-three or four years old, youthful, beautiful, and full of energy.
As if there was a telepathic connection, when Wang Hu shouted, the girl turned around.
Seeing Wang Hu looking at her, she suddenly smiled, her fighting power increased sharply, and she punched a long-eared dog girl who was on par with her in the face, turning her into a round dog-headed pom-pom.
"Haha! Well done!" Wang Hu laughed, "You are indeed my disciple!"
"Disciple, your sister!"
"Ah? Why are you swearing?"
"Why your sister!" Cheng Peng jumped up and almost spit on Wang Hu's face, "If you have time to waste time chatting with me here, why not go over and fight with her!" "Participate as me.
Fighting at their level always feels a bit bullying."
"Bullying your sister! Go!" Cheng Peng roared angrily, and used his self-taught Chinese football kick to kick Wang Hu away. He drew an arc like a flying fireball and hit a plan.
The short-eared dog man who sneaked up on Lin Lian.
Looking at Lin Lian who was overjoyed and Wang Hu who was still giggling in confusion, Cheng Peng could only shake his head and sigh.
There are so many idiots in the world... "There are so many idiots in the world!"
"Wei Ye, shut up! If it weren't for your bad mouth, why would I be killed just after being promoted to three stars!" He Ming was furious, "I, He Ming, am also the twenty-second ranked master in the world, that's all
He was hacked to death with random knives. If you're not aggrieved, I'm still aggrieved!"
"Young man, be calm..."
"I'll strangle you to death and you'll be calm again!" He Ming thought of Wei Ye's muttering thoughts at that time. He also thought of the originally polite leader of the undead players whose face was getting darker and darker. He thought of the people swarming up to him with swords in the end.
The sticks were smashed down randomly, and even though he killed dozens of people, he was still hung up after all. The scene made his teeth itch with hatred, "'Are you working for the underworld until you lose your mind?' Can you say this? You don't even look at it.
It depends on the occasion!”
"Pindao thinks he is right." Although his equipment was almost smashed, Wei Ye remained calm and calm as if nothing had happened, "Didn't I play them the poem at the beginning of "The Tale of the Heike" at that time?
Is it right? Don’t you think it’s the right time?”
"What a scene! Didn't you see that people were about to explode with anger?"
"But what I said is the truth." Wei Ye smiled faintly and said, "The soul of the dead who was intoxicated by Shi Yingji's preaching and lost himself, the poor man who lost his original position by playing the role of the resident of Baiyu Tower who hates the living.
Those guys who serve as slaves under the throne of death are worthy of questioning the stance of the Immortal Family?"
"You still said! We were cut down just because of these words!"
"It's nothing, you're used to it anyway." Wei Ye was not moved by He Ming's rage at all, "Do you remember, Pindao, that you died at least twenty times just in the battle with Cheng Pojun?"
"I will definitely defeat him!" He Ming roared, picked up the cooked copper stick beside him, and walked towards the door of the resurrection point - the training hall in the mountains of Cihuaxian."
"Young man, what are you doing?"
"Challenge Cheng Peng for a duel! I am already a three-star master after all, there is no reason to lose to him!"
"Then take Pindao with you. Pindao doesn't have your 'unyielding' talent. He will be weak after death..."
On the other side, Cheng Peng ran into trouble.
A player wearing a monocle, blond hair and blue eyes, holding two guns, stopped in front of him.
"Cheng, the strongest Cheng, right?" the foreigner said in an unexpectedly fluent Beijing voice, "I've been looking for you for a long time."
Cheng Peng was stunned?
"I don't remember knowing you...Did we have a festival in the dark world?"
"No! no! no! You and I have never met, and of course there is no conflict." The blond man smiled happily, "It's just that I finally got promoted to three stars, and found myself promoted from ninth in the world to third in the world.
Eight, I thought maybe I could challenge you as the best in the world."
Cheng Peng was stunned again.
On the surface, he looked like he was deep in thought, but actually he opened the forum and found the section "Masters in the World" in his collection of information.
The ninth best player in the world, Yu Fei, a young Frenchman from England, once set a brilliant record in "Land of Survival" by blocking twenty elite players - for a gun battle game, this kind of achievement is simply like a god.
Average!
After closing the forum, Cheng Peng looked at Yufei and then at himself.
"If I said, let's make an appointment to fight again, how would you answer?"
"I can see that you have just fought a very powerful opponent, and even the armor was damaged." Yu Fei still smiled, but did not relax, "But luck is also a part of strength."
"In other words - do you have to fight this?"
"That's right!" Before he finished speaking, Yu Fei suddenly stepped back, his guns already pointed at Cheng Peng.
"fire!"
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Continuous gunfire sounded like a barrage.
However, Cheng Peng was no longer where he was.
The moment Yu Fei retreated, he had already used Shukuchi and moved to the left.
Judging from Yu Fei's movements, his hands must be moving from right to left, which means the shooting direction is to Cheng Peng's right side.
If it were an ordinary person, it would be impossible to judge the direction of Yu Fei's shooting in this flash of lightning, but how could Cheng Peng be an ordinary person!
He unfolded his Shukuchi, and in a flash he was five or six meters away to the left.
But before he could launch an attack, he felt a sense of danger.
You don't need to look to know that Yufei has already targeted him!
This time he didn't even have time to see Yufei's hands clearly, so he had to continue dodging to the left.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
when!
A spark appeared on the chest of Cheng Peng's armor, which was the result of the collision between the bullet and the armor.
"There is a basic skill in shooting, which is called prediction." Yuwen's confident voice came from far away, and you could tell without looking that he was quickly retreating and keeping a distance, "Every move you make is under my judgment."
"Really?" Cheng Peng smiled.
"Then, let's take a look at this move!"
As he spoke, he suddenly swung the ice spear and slammed it on the ground, and activated the Bingxuan Jin with all his strength at the same time.
The smoke and dust bucket was chaotic, and a large area around was covered in dust.
The area of smoke and dust continued to expand, and soon Yufei was also enveloped.
After a while, as a white light flashed, the smoke gradually dispersed.
"Luck is indeed very important." Cheng Peng, whose armor was broken and whose left shoulder was bleeding continuously, smiled and looked at the place where Yu Fei turned into light and saw an ice spear with only half left trembling slightly on the ground.
Neither side was absolutely sure of the blow just now. The final result was that Yu Fei's gun was a little crooked and missed his heart but hit his shoulder. Instead, his gun hit the target.
