Cheng Penghao lay on the ground like a dried fish, staring blankly at the sky.
"Why? Why? There must be more than 100,000 people here! Why did one or two of them find me? Why is it such a coincidence!"
Yes, no matter who it is, who has experienced the things he just encountered will raise such questions.
After waking up Wang Hu and killing Yu Fei and Zhang Channian, Cheng Peng did not get the rest he expected. Instead, he was involved in various battles again and again.[
He fought with players from various factions and defeated one team after another; he fought with masters from various worlds and defeated newly promoted three-stars one after another - he was even involved in Sidis and
During Rigel's duel, she accidentally blocked an attack for Sidis, so the fireflies of the good camp, who were slightly at a disadvantage, seized the opportunity to defeat their fellow members of the evil camp with one blow, and began to move toward them with a dazzling light.
The evolution process of "monsters".
But Cheng Peng himself didn't benefit at all.
Not only was there no benefit, he also destroyed three ice spears and lost six javelins. Even the durability of the trident "Razor's Fork" and the bright silver armor "Pixiu Mingguang Armor" has dropped to less than half. Who knows?
How much does it cost to repair?
"What a shame!"
Raising his slightly trembling right hand and looking at the sun through his fingers, he discovered for the first time that his arm was not always so strong and reliable, and there were times when it was exhausted.
"Sure enough... no one is the brave Iron King Kong! Even Jackie Chan has to use a substitute..."
In the battle that just ended a few minutes ago, he used all his scheming and tactics, and finally relied on the method of spraying blood and blinding the eyes, and used a move that was completely harmful to both sides, and finally defeated a huge man with thick muscles and angular muscles.
A macho man who looked like the legendary Hercules was shot into a white light that soared into the sky.
If this hero who calls himself Long Biao had not had a big fight with a group of swordsmen who practiced sword slashing against the wind, and had more than a dozen colors on his body, the loser would definitely be Cheng, who has completely exhausted his energy.
Peng.
"Crazy! Crazy!"
The situation on the field is now extremely chaotic. All players, regardless of camp, good or evil, are just waving their weapons or fists to attack any enemy that looks like a threat.
The situation is completely out of control, and the fighting is irrational. One minute you may have been fighting with a strong man wielding a big hammer, and the next minute a ninja girl holding a short sword has appeared behind you, and the next
In minutes, you are very likely to see a group of players from the orc tribe showing their true colors, using the most primitive and terrifying attack methods, either hitting or biting, and attacking you!
In this case, the masters could not protect themselves, so they had to fight desperately to repel the enemies around them one by one.
However, is there a strong person among players who can defeat 100,000 people by himself?
Of course not!
Since there is no way to defeat 100,000 people at once, the extraordinary combat power only makes the surrounding players more vigilant, more concerned, and more active in attacking the masters.
So soon, those two-star players who came to look for opportunities, those who successfully broke through the bottleneck and promoted to three-star players, one by two, roared, screamed, whined, sighed, and were stabbed or beaten with random swords or sticks.
He was beaten to death with a gun or randomly punched, and then hung back.
For example, when Cheng Peng fought against Liu Xuan, who was ranked seventh among the top ten masters, a group of players carrying individual rocket launchers rushed out from nowhere, shouting "The RPG God Cult is fully loaded!" and "Houmu."
Pull the leader for eternity!" slogans, a burst of indiscriminate bombardment.
Poor Liu Xuan happened to be standing between Cheng Peng and the followers of the RPG cult, and was immediately blown into a white light.
In order to kill these madmen, Cheng Peng had to convert a small amount of health points into physical strength points.[
...In fact, he currently has less than one-tenth of his health left, and is completely on the verge of death.
"Now I'm afraid there's no need for three-star masters or RPG god cults. Just a two-star player can crush me to death..."
Cheng Peng smiled mockingly to himself while circulating his inner breath and stimulating the flow of true energy, hoping to regain his physical strength as soon as possible.
As a player, there is nothing terrible about being hung up for once, but he doesn't want to be stuck in a chaotic battle like this.
On the forum, someone was already reporting on the chaotic battle situation here, and there was also a group of monster players who were not afraid of death. One or two of them either had wings or dog ears. They were all subordinates of the Crow Tengu Shemeimaru Wen he knew.
In other words, they are not professional journalists. Guys like them who have no integrity at all cannot be regarded as reporters, but should be regarded as paparazzi!
How can there be any reporter in the world who will interview others just because they still have the strength, or just pick up a stick and hit them on the head if they don’t have the strength?
"A bunch of animals! Pure animals!"
Cheng Peng looked back in surprise and saw Li Wei lying on the ground, raising his right hand and pointing his middle finger in the air, cursing angrily, his face was bruised and bruised, and he was almost beaten into a pig's head.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Li Wei grinned, showing a smile that was uglier than crying. He seemed to want to stand up, but he couldn't get up after trying several times. In the end, he simply rolled and rolled, rolling seven or eight times, before he rolled in front of Cheng Peng.
.
"I was blocked by that bastard Xing Kong."
Li Wei said forcefully: "That bastard is a guy who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger. He is very skilled in cooking copper. I am no match for him at all. The most outrageous thing about letting him beat me up is that he doesn't use his fists or kicks anywhere else."
The weapons were all pointed at my face..."
"Then why didn't you hang up?"
"Hehe..." Li Wei laughed proudly, but couldn't help but cough. He coughed violently for a long time, and he finally regained his composure when Cheng Peng wondered if he would die.
"The animal was targeted by a big wrestling king who looked like the Russian Zangief in Street Fighter. His imitation dragon mace could destroy other people's weapons, but the big wrestling guy didn't use weapons at all, so he fell into the street.
!" Li Wei laughed loudly, "Evil will be punished!"
"What's that big guy's name?"
"It seemed like he was called Dragon... He shouted, 'Not enough! Not enough! I want to fight more strong men!' and ran away. I didn't have time to see his name."
Cheng Peng nodded, but then asked: "After that battle, did you participate in other battles?"
"Huh? How did you know?"
"I just met Long Biao and killed him."
"……Depend on!"
Only then did Levi talk about his experience after the battle with Xing Kong - it was really sad and made people cry: he was chopped with an ax by a barbarian player; he was suppressed and chewed by several zombie players; he was dressed in a Nazi uniform.
The players were randomly bombarded with guns; they were hit with rifle butts by the Red Army players who shouted "The political commissar is the highest! The light of multiple turrets shines on the world!"; they were punched and kicked by the seven-person adventure team; they were beaten by the blood elves from Azeroth.
The girls were bombarded with magic; they were burned to half-cooked by the fake Kusanagi-ryu masters who were born as kings of fighting with portable flamethrowers... Cheng Peng was stunned to hear all kinds of tragic experiences.[
The most recent battle, or one-sided "being fought," took place between Levi and a group of players driving a handmade, super simple, small-sized robot.
"Then how can we fight?" Cheng Peng was surprised, "It doesn't look like you are going to use a mantis as a chariot to provoke a group of mecha lunatics."
Li Wei let out a long sigh and turned over slowly, letting Cheng Peng see the huge mechanical footprints behind him.
"I was lying on the ground panting at that time, just like now, and those animals didn't even look at their feet and just stepped over me!"
Levi is indignant, Levi is indignant, Levi is indignant x3.
...This guy is really a Xiaoqiang, he can't be beaten to death...
Seeing Li Wei being beaten up and down like this and still able to scold him so vigorously, Cheng Peng couldn't help but admire him secretly.
Li Wei is indeed not comparable to a mortal like him, Cheng Peng!
The next few minutes were relatively peaceful. Although Xiao Qiang was beside him and was complaining endlessly, Cheng Peng still took advantage of this rare peaceful time.
So when Li Wei cordially greeted a cruel lady from the moon world, described in detail the scene of her intimate contact, and changed his position for the sixth or seventh time, Cheng Peng, who finally recovered a little strength, turned over and sat up.
.
"Are you leaving?"
"Well, this place is too unsafe. I'll go to a safe place to rest!"
"Actually, I think it's good to lie here. It has a wide view and is safe..." Before Li Wei could finish his words, a golden figure fell from the sky and hit him on the head.
So Li Xiaoqiang, who had been holding firm until now, was finally unable to hold on any longer, and his legs turned into white light with a kick.
Cheng Peng looked at the scene in front of him dumbfounded, and then he realized that he actually recognized this shining, unidentified falling object.
Frank Zhu.
The president of the famous European trade union "Illuminati" claims to have the direct bloodline of Emperor Jianwen and is the orthodox heir to the Ming Dynasty. He is trying to conquer the entire East...a brainless person.
Cheng Peng didn't want to be associated with being mentally retarded, so he squatted down, clenched his right hand into a fist, and prepared to use a beautiful uppercut to bring this guy who had been knocked to pieces back to the starting point.
But at this moment, Frank spoke.
"Hermit Cheng! Great! I knew you would come to help me!"
Cheng Peng was stunned for a moment by these nonsense words, and the heavy punch that would have killed him in one hit also stopped in the air.
"Here you go!" Frank took out a blue and white scabbard and handed it to Cheng Peng, "This is a mission prop. It will explode when you die, so only a master like you can keep it. It must not be
That righteous idiot took it away!”
"My dear friend! Please! This is the request of my life!"
After saying that, he closed his eyes, kicked his legs, and breathed out cleanly, turning into a faint white light.
Cheng Peng looked at the scabbard in his hand and felt waves of warm breath flowing from it into his body, moistening his almost exhausted body like a stream of rain.
At the same time, he heard the system prompt.
[You have obtained the mission prop: King Arthur's scabbard. This treasure called "Utopia" can continuously restore your physical strength. ]
"Did my character suddenly explode?"
Before Cheng Peng could understand, he suddenly heard a roar.
"Death! Thief!"
Looking back, the holy green knight, who was covered in wounds but was so powerful, had already taken a charging stance.
"Unfortunately!"
For Li Wei’s experience, please refer to the "Summoning Notes of Limitation". Well, you need to search it on Baidu yourself.
