He said to Jivian, "Since your skills please me, you can choose a teammate to help you."
Ji Wei'an is indeed a little afraid of Shen Wenjun. After all, the boss of Faith has such a good reputation that no one would call him crazy.
Although he was very frightened, the system stipulated that players could not kill players, so Ji Wei'an was sure that Shen Wenjun would not dare to kill him.
"No need." Ji Wei'an refused.
He directly put on his hat and said, "I believe that His Highness the Fourth Highness must be a kind-hearted person who will not kill people casually."
"Oh, you do have a good eye." Shen Wenjun said with a pun.
It's really not worth it to be wiped out by the system for a little guy. Even if Shen Wenjun is a scumbag, he will not harm himself.
Because of the deprivation of his skills, Ji Wei'an hated and feared Shen Wenjun, and dug out all his secrets.
Ji Weian, the other player, couldn't believe it, but Li Guangzi, whom he could trust, died again, so he couldn't find anyone who could help.
Although he can spend money to ask the Ninth Prince for help, Ji Wei'an doesn't have that much money, and he doesn't really believe that NPCs will help players.
Seeing Shen Wenjun asking for strength again, Cang Xiu became unhappy. If he continued to play like this, he would be wasted a lot of time.
"Fourth, are you okay?" Cang Xi urged, "If not, come down. Don't embarrass the royal family."
Torturing a soldier is almost time for a duel with the emperor. It seems fake to normal people, let alone from the player's perspective.
Ji Wei'an's level skills and experience are not as good as Shen Wenjun's. He still needs time to fight. Who is he trying to fool?
"What the hell!" Shen Wenjun took the time to scold him.
Cang Fu said bluntly, "This time is a reminder. Next time, I will go directly to the guards."
In order to supervise Shen Wenjun's fight against false warfare, Cang Fu deceived the emperor into continuing to preside and coaxed him back to the high platform.
With the Emperor and the Ninth Prince watching together, Shen Wenjun couldn't be lazy even if he didn't want to, and he had to fight if he didn't.
"Listen, I will kick you down later. If you don't want to die, just pretend to be dead. Do you understand?"
Shen Wenjun deliberately pulled Ji Weian's shoulder and whispered something into his ear, asking him to pretend to be dead to fool the NPC.
Will Ji Wei'an believe Shen Wenjun's lies?
Of course he didn't believe it. After all, Shen Wenjun had just deprived him of his skills, and Ji Weian wanted to beat him to death.
"Your Highness, Fourth Highness, I see that you have played several games just now. After that, players may come to the ring and you won't be able to hold on."
Ji Wei'an's ridicule made Shen Wenjun furious, "You bastard, how dare you, a little minion, make fun of me?"
Ji Wei'an boldly pushed back, "You were forced to use all your strength by those bastards. You don't have much faith either."
"Are you serious that I don't dare to kill you?" Shen Wenjun's face darkened.
"Since you know that my skill is deprivation, you should know that there are still many people's skills in me that have not been used yet."
Ji Wei'an stared slightly, and the next second, he was kicked off the stage by Shen Wenjun.
Ji Wei'an landed on his head. The ring was more than one meter high. His neck was stuck to the edge and he slid down.
Fearing that the person was really dead, Shen Wenjun was so frightened that he ran to the edge to look, and saw that Ji Wei'an's neck was twisted.
The players who were standing here to watch the excitement also backed away in shock. Even if they were used to seeing dead people, it was still scary to be at such a close distance.
"Really dead?" Shen Wenjun touched his face, chest and thighs.
"Damn it, you scared me to death." Shen Wenjun was so frightened that his heart fell back into his stomach.
Ji Wei'an fell out of the ring and died accidentally. The system would not determine that the player killed the player, so Shen Wenjun was unscathed.
If it was wrong, it should be his fault. Killing people indirectly does not count, but killing people directly does not.
The only blame is Ji Wei'an's bad luck. He happened to roll down in that tricky corner and twisted his neck before dying.
"Is this person really a player?" someone asked doubtfully.
"Didn't you say that players will die if they kill players? Why wasn't Shen...the boss of Faith wiped out by the system?"
"Who knows, maybe he pretended to be dead on purpose? There is no shortage of magic medicine in escape games."
"Shh, stop talking, the Ninth Prince is here." Someone reminded.
Cang Fu came around from the other side and followed his guard captain up the road to check the situation.
After checking it, he shook his head at Cang Xi and waved for two guards to come and carry the body away.
After Shen Wenjun confirmed that Ji Wei'an had died unexpectedly and that he was fine, he became arrogant.
"Xiaojiu, is fourth brother awesome?" Shen Wenjun started to show off.
Cang Rui rolled his eyes and offered him the favor, despising his fun and saying, "It's just killing people for fun. These people in this palace have already done the rest."
Shen Wenjun was not annoyed and said hello, "I'll show you something more powerful later."
"Don't trick yourself to death." Cang Xiu deliberately provoked him.
It would be good to let Shen Wenjun, a madman, help clean up the players. If he is unlucky, he might self-destruct.
"That's impossible." Shen Wenjun dismissed the Ninth Prince's words.
He stood at the edge of the ring and shouted to those around him, "You bastards, hurry up and challenge me!"
As a prince, it is indeed very easy to use, and other players have no right to refuse.
Because it can cause players to die unexpectedly, Shen Wenjun will not only deprive others of their skills, but also maim them and even start killing people.
Shen Wenjun's talent makes others hate and envy him. Who wouldn't want the skills that can be taken away by force?
"Wow!" Zhen Niuma vomited another mouthful of blood on the ground.
He is the fourth player selected by Shen Wenjun. There are five NPCs before him. The number four sounds quite unlucky.
Zhen Niuma was inexplicably panicked. He was worried that he might have to lie down here today.
"Isn't this going to work?" Shen Wenjun started taunting, "Get up and continue fighting."
Zhen Niuma wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and showed a silly smile, "Your Highness, Fourth Highness, can you sing a little song?"
Shen Wenjun knew that he was a player, and if he suddenly wanted to sing, he must be trying to use his skills against him.
But he was never afraid of other people's tricks, so he nodded and agreed to Zhen Niuma's request, "Then you have to sing better."
"After all, this is the last time you are singing a funeral song for yourself. This palace must give you a chance to express yourself."
Zhen Niuma ignored Shen Wenjun's malicious curse. He got up his act and started babbling in the style of Peking Opera.
Zhen Niu Ma’s skill is loud singing. He often kills enemies with his singing, and when paired with some rapping, it makes people want to die.
As soon as the song started, not to mention Shen Wenjun on the stage, but also all the players in the audience were a little overwhelmed.
Zhen Niu Ma's skill is a group attack skill. Once he opens his mouth, the enemy will definitely be killed or injured.
The tunes of Peking Opera are very high-pitched, and when heard, it feels like the tip of a knife is scratching the heart.
Zhen Niu Ma's singing made many people feel hairy in their hearts and gave them goosebumps all over the place.
The key point is that even though he sang, he was out of tune and tone-deaf, and tortured people multiple times.
