Lu Feng and Li Ming were so angry that their bodies ached as they watched Ling Yun and the beauties walk into the LAN PK room specially designed by Huanshi.
Where did that guy get so much charm? How could so many beauties fall in love with him? Lu Feng really couldn't figure it out.
The room in the LAN PK room is not very big. There are several rows of sofas separated by soundproof glass. There are also many network USB interfaces. The soundproofing facilities here are excellent. It is mainly for people to enjoy the game without being disturbed by the outside world. LAN PK The game scene in the room will be broadcast live on the large electronic screen outside. People can watch the exciting events even if they do not enter the game room.
"Boss, do we really want to fight?" The fat man was sitting on the sofa. It felt like there were countless needles sitting under his butt. He was extremely uncomfortable. Opposite was the awesome tribe guild. That Zhang Xing looked arrogant and domineering. But in the game, there was something Of strength.
Xiaobao also looked ashen. He had no hope of winning this game.
"Fuck, I'm going to the battlefield now. I'm not going to die. Just cheer me up." Ling Yun glared at the two of them. He hated guys who had no fighting spirit the most.
"It's okay. As long as I'm here, I'll make sure they beat their butts until they pee." Tian Linger was quite confident.
Tian Xiner was silent beside her. For her, a pastor, it was the first time to enter the LAN PK, so she was inevitably a little nervous.
Fatty and Xiaobao looked at each other and smiled bitterly. In terms of equipment and level, they were far different from the guys from the Niu Ren tribe.
Turning the game ring, bursts of emptiness came to mind. The five people entered the game room.
Ding. Enter room 101. The game automatically defaults to the scene: the ancient Roman Colosseum.
There was a roar of people. Surrounded by ten-story stands, huge stone pillars stood majestically. The stands were completely repaired from giant stones weighing several tons. They surrounded the entire arena in the center, giving people an extremely solemn feeling. Feel.
At this time, the stands were already filled with players. There were thousands of them. The tribe of awesome people were playing a classic PK battle. Watching it live was more enjoyable than watching it on the big screen outside.
A light flashed. Five people from Ling Yun appeared in the center of the field. Suddenly, bursts of boos and whistles came from the stands. Most of those guys were members of the Niu Ren tribe. As for the whistles, they were obviously prepared for the Tian sisters.
The guys from the Niu Ren tribe across the way haven't come yet. Fatty and Xiaobao looked around, their faces getting more and more nervous. There were so many people watching today. If they lose, they will really be embarrassed to see people in school in the future.
Ling Yun stood there with his hands folded on his chest and took a deep breath. This aura full of killing made all the fighting nerves in his body extremely excited. Was he going to go on a killing spree today or was he teasing and teasing the other party?
"Brother Ling Yun, I...I..." Tian Xiner walked up to Ling Yun. She was so nervous that she stuttered when she spoke.
"Xin'er, don't be nervous. As a pastor, just take care of the three of them." Ling Yun smiled slightly and patted her shoulder gently.
Ling Yun's ambiguous actions once again attracted bursts of boos from the outside. Unexpectedly, when death was imminent, he was still in the mood to flirt with girls.
"Boss, what level are you at? This equipment..." Fatty and Xiaobao walked up to Ling Yun, their eyes widening. Although they were rookies, they could tell by the equipment. Especially... The Kevlar gold combat suit on Ling Yun, without the equipment effect turned on, is absolutely top-notch in appearance.
"I, it seems, is a little over level 30." Ling Yun curled his lips. In today's world, he couldn't hide it even if he wanted to. Fortunately, the name was not displayed on the LAN. Otherwise, the whole Jiaotong University would be in trouble.
Fatty and Xiaobao were stunned when they heard this. It took them a long time to utter one word: "Fuck." In fact, last time they had a vague feeling that Ling Yun was a master. But they never thought that he had reached level 30. Now Fatty is only at level 19. And Xiaobao A little stronger than him. Level 19 and a half.
The fat man looked at the equipment he was wearing. The mage robe was just bought from a street stall. It barely had 20 more defense points than the novice uniform. The shoes were picked up the last time I teamed up with someone. If they picked them up, they would also take up space and weight in the backpack. The mage hat was taken off the monster scarecrow. Although it has no attributes, it has good defense. There are two holes in the pants. The durability of the equipment is close to the low point. The cold wind blows, and the balls feel cold. This body is bronze-level. Although the equipment adds a little bit of defense, it is of little use to mages.
The only thing that makes Fatty proud is that he has a complete set of jewelry. One piece is whiteboard grade, one is bronze grade, and one is silver grade. The silver grade piece actually adds blood and strength. It is nothing to a mage like him. .That silver-level staff can barely be considered a weapon.
Xiaobao's equipment is not much better than his. Especially the two daggers. They are guys who broke out from the novice village as a team. Their level is very low. Let alone killing people. It is estimated that even cockroaches can't be killed. Nowadays, daggers and other weapons The equipment is ridiculously expensive. Not these losers can afford it.
Seeing that Xiaobao and Fatty's equipment was so rubbish, Ling Yun looked at his backpack. All the rubbish equipment was thrown into the guild warehouse. Fortunately, there was a Hanyue Dagger. It was the best thing he had brought with him when he was in Novice Village.
"The attributes of this dagger are okay. But the attack is a bit low. Let's just use it." Ling Yun handed the dagger over casually.
Xiaobao took the dagger and his eyes almost popped out of his head. "Silver level." In fact, the attack of that dagger is not low at all. It is even similar to those of level 20 bronze level daggers. It also has freezing properties.
Seeing Ling Yun, he casually gave Xiao Bao a silver-level dagger. The fat man looked at it with envy. But Ling Yun was not a mage. There was no equipment for him in his backpack.
"Boss, let's see if your equipment works." Xiaobao's face was full of admiration.
Ling Yun smiled and said, "Keep it secret."
At this time, Zhang Xing and others appeared in the field. There were bursts of cheers from the stands.
"Boss, kill them."
"Boss, we want to see the murderer destroy the flower."
"Boss, grab the beauty."
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The younger brothers in the Niu Ren tribe were shouting wildly. The scene was extremely chaotic.
There was only one person standing stupidly in the stands. He didn't make a sound for a long time. It was Lu Feng. He had seen the God of Death last time at the auction house. The big man in front of him was exactly the same as what he remembered. Couldn't he? That guy was the God of Death. Since Ling Yun was wearing a helmet, he wasn't sure. But the figure and the Kevlar gold combat suit made people think of that scary guy.
If it is really the God of Death, I'm afraid there will definitely be something good to watch next.
