typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 697 The game is not over

Zhao Da gasped and roared: "You damn little brat! If you can hide in the dark like a sinister and despicable snake and attack me secretly, if you can fight me face to face, then you are a real man!"

He had terrifying power, but Chen Hao, an extremely weak prey, used simple means to sneak attack him several times. However, he didn't even touch Chen Hao's hair, and his chest was so filled with hatred that he wanted to explode.

.

Whoosh! What answered Zhao Da was an iron arrow, which instantly shot into his left ear and then pierced through his right ear.

Zhao Da screamed wildly, holding his head, and fell heavily to the ground again.

He struggled to sit up, gritted his teeth and held the arrow, pulled it out of his head, and shouted: "Do you think this will be useful?

It can hurt..." Suddenly, Zhao Da stopped talking.

Because he couldn't hear what he said.

The surroundings suddenly became extremely quiet, with no sound at all.

Zhao Da suddenly realized something extremely terrifying: his ears were deaf! Now he could neither see nor hear, and he had no ability to move.

Wouldn't that mean that we can only let that little brat slaughter us?

"No!"

Zhao Da roared angrily, stood up, and swung the hatchet wildly, turning it into a continuous shadow of the knife to protect himself.

It seems that only by doing this can the fear in my heart be relieved a little.

Chen Hao looked at him from a distance and did not come closer.

Although Zhao Da has become deaf and blind, and has lost most of his mobility, this is an illusion and anything can happen. It is always right to be careful.

Chen Hao attached another iron arrow and aimed at Zhao Da, but did not draw the bow and shoot.

He is waiting.

Even if Zhao Dali was infinitely powerful, he would not be able to swing his sword endlessly to protect himself.

Anyway, he has the advantage now, and some patience will wear off.

Finally, after more than an hour, Zhao Da's physical strength was too much, so he stopped swinging the knife and started breathing heavily.

When Chen Hao got the chance, he immediately drew his bow and fired.

Whoosh! The iron arrow roared out and hit Zhao Da's left elbow joint hard.

Zhao Da roared in pain and just as he was about to pull out the iron arrow, another iron arrow whizzed out and hit the joint of his right arm.

There was a clang.

The hatchet in Zhao Da's hand fell to the ground.

The joints of both arms were damaged by iron arrows, and he could no longer use the strength of his forearms and hands, so naturally he could not hold the hatchet.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Four more arrows shot out, piercing Zhao Da's left and right shoulder sockets and wrists respectively.

Zhao Da cursed loudly, his arms were completely disabled, and he no longer even had the ability to draw arrows.

Chen Hao stepped forward and stopped about ten meters away from Zhao Da. He drew his bow again and shot at Zhao Da randomly. He did not stop until all the iron arrows were shot empty.

Even if Zhao Da is blind, deaf, has both legs and feet disabled, and has consumed most of his energy, he still cannot take it lightly.

Zhao Da was shot like a hedgehog, his whole body was covered with iron arrows, and he was almost nailed to the snow.

Chen Hao then put down his iron bow, drew his sword and stepped forward, cutting off Zhao Da's limbs with lightning speed.

Then, he chopped off Zhao Da's head with a knife, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if Zhao Da wanted to transform into a corpse, he couldn't.

After Zhao Da's head was cut off, he lay on his back on the snow, opened and closed his mouth, and was still able to speak: "Congratulations on defeating me! Are you very happy now?

After a lot of hard work, I finally passed the game, thinking I could recover my memory and leave here?

Hahaha..." He laughed sinisterly and proudly: "Stop dreaming, to tell you the truth, the game is not over. I am just the simplest first level, and there will be more powerful ones later."

Chen Hao listened quietly without any surprise.

He had already guessed that since Black Bead wanted to use the illusion to kill him, but now that he couldn't do it, how could he let him escape?

If you can get away so easily, it won't become the Yin Ling Sect's trump card.

Chen Hao guessed that the only possibility of escaping from the black bead was for him to absorb enough Yin Qi to exceed the black bead itself, forcefully lift the seal, and escape.

There is nothing left to chance in this process.

"I didn't expect that there are levels in this game... So, if you want to recover your memory, it's not that easy to leave here... Maybe you will die in the next level..." Zhao Da was still gloating. He spoke, but his speaking speed became slower and slower, and his voice became lower and lower.

Chen Hao did not disturb his self-pleasure, but just used the Qian Yin Jue with all his strength.

Finally, after Zhao Da was completely silent, a stream of Yin Qi entered Chen Hao's Dantian.

Chen Hao was refreshed.

The yin energy that Zhao Da has transformed into is much more than that of a young woman or young man.

The difference is at least dozens of times.

Now he is equivalent to possessing Zhao Da's power. Although it is far less than his own magic power, he still has some capital.

Suddenly, the sky suddenly turned dark.

Chen Hao looked up and saw an ink-like darkness falling from the sky, flooding the entire world in an instant.

Also drowned was his consciousness.

In fact, Chen Hao could use the Yin Qi he absorbed to resist being submerged in consciousness, but he did not do so and instead obeyed the darkness.

It is unwise to fight before you have enough strength to escape.

I don’t know how long it took before Chen Hao regained consciousness.

Different from the first time, Chen Hao woke up quickly this time. When he opened his eyes, his mind became clear.

This is naturally because he has a certain amount of power.

Immediately, Chen Hao found himself curled up lying on the snow. Snow was falling in the sky, but he did not feel cold.

"Is the second level still the same scene?"

He thought to himself, stood up, and threw the snow off his body.

The vague feeling appeared in his mind again, like a persistent and mindless program, trying in vain to erase his current thoughts and memories.

Chen Hao ignored it and looked around.

There was still the dense forest behind him, and in the distance ahead, there were houses with smoke rising from them.

But Zhao Da is dead, who could be inside?

Just as I was thinking about it, the sound of creaking footsteps came.

Chen Hao turned around and saw three people walking out of the woods.

They are young people, young women and high school students.

The three of them were still walking side by side, retracting their hands into their sleeves and hissing from the cold.

Seeing Chen Hao, the three of them stopped.

The young man greeted: "Hey, brother, have you forgotten who you are?

I have no memory of the past, and I don’t know how I ended up here?”

This conversation and scene were exactly the same as when Chen Hao first met them.

But Chen Hao did not nod in agreement like the first time. Instead, he shook his head and said: "No, I know who I am, I have no amnesia, and I know how I appeared here."

After finishing speaking, Chen Hao looked at the three fantasy figures with great interest, wanting to see how they would react.

Since he didn't follow the routine set by the fantasy, what would happen to the fantasy?

Is there an operating error such as a computer crash and the process cannot continue?

Or will it be adaptable?


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next