360.Chapter 358 357 We’re going to fight ten!

Chapter 358 357.We’re going to fight ten!

Although everyone had always thought that the name “Shadow Trail Faction” was too exaggerated, they never thought that when registering at the Guild Management Office of the Administration Division, the name would actually pass in one go.

Sister Pomegranate was dissatisfied with this, but there was nothing she could do to change the fact that everyone thought it was a good idea.

After all, the young players wanted their faces when they were out walking!
Calling themselves the Shadow Trail School of Martial Arts Monks was better than calling themselves the “Martial Artists Association School of Martial Arts Monks”, and under the principle of majority rule, the fighters in the house of the players had their own happy old home from now on.

And now that people have swung over, it’s time to go to “revenge” in a dignified manner.

“No, shouldn’t we practice first?”

On their way to the Sewer Club in a furious manner, cousin [Rinko Rin], who had been dragged into the game by Niu Niu, poked the shoulder of Kakitonitai beside him and whispered:

“Going into a match with level 1 without practicing, will you get killed in seconds?”

“No, this game’s level is meaningless, there’s no qualitative improvement until after level 10 passes the Black Iron Trial. And people are a silver rank, you can’t catch up with them after practicing for three months, it’s better to just go naked.”

Khaki twisted his head and explained:
“It’s true that ordinary players who come in have to go to the NPCs in the Adventurer’s Guild to learn the basic skills first, but my brothers all have kung fu in their bodies, so it’s fine if you don’t learn that basic swordsmanship and fighting skills. You guys will directly fight and practice your own skills, and your character level will be raised.

According to the schedule of this current Fighter’s Championship, with a full fight every day, it is estimated that you guys will be able to reach level ten in seven days at the most.”

“Teacher Li and Master Yang are estimated to be even faster.”

Mud to Luda Oil also spoke up:
“They’re almost ‘Masters’ in the real world, here they’re just going through the motions, they’re the Chosen Ones who were born with their own unique professions and exclusive skills, I estimate that their leveling up will definitely break the current record.”

“Then we can’t be left behind, hahaha.”

Another professional [Star Soul Eagle] who was dragged into the game by Niu Niu was moving his fists, this dude’s personality seemed quite optimistic, he was the shortest of these people, but the exaggerated muscle contours when he was moving his arms made the three gym students look at him with envy.

He is the judo athlete of the Sichuan Provincial Team, is the senior of Niu Niu and theirs, when this group of comedians just arrived at the school it was the Eagle of Star Soul who was responsible for leading a group of sports department livestock to receive them.

The most important feature about this senior is that he is not only an outstanding and promising professional athlete, but also a licensed chef. It is said that this is because their family from the grandfather’s generation began to operate private restaurants, so that the star soul of the eagle from a young age has a hand of quite a hand Sichuan cooking skills.

If it wasn’t for the fact that this guy liked to dance with knives and guns since he was a kid, I’m afraid that he would have taken over the family business to turn the big spoon now.

Bull’s purpose for bringing this senior into the game is not “pure”.

The main reason is that eating stews and barbecues in Transylvania every day makes people almost numb, although it is said that the diet in the game is just to replenish energy, but if you can eat good food, who would want to eat dry bread every day ah.

“Brother Eagle, a few fellows and I have prepared the dishes and seasonings and everything, and we even went to that black-hearted blacksmith, Master Broken Knife, to beat up a set of cooking utensils.”

Niu Niu came over licking his face and rubbing his hands with a flattering face to his own senior and said:
“In a moment, when today’s boxing match is over, why don’t you show us your skills? Just as a welcome to Mr. Li and Master Yang in the game, I’ll call my friends in the game over, and we’ll have a social gathering tonight.”

“Yeah, no problem!”

Star Soul Eagle laughed, but then said with an odd expression as an afterthought:
“Wait a minute! You just said that you’d let me cook, does this game even require meals?”

“It’s fine if you don’t eat, but you’ll starve, and if you eat too much, you won’t be able to, you’ll run to the toilet too often Mrs. Water told me that the biggest advantage of this game for her is that she can eat openly without worrying about getting out of shape.

What a strange idea.”

Sister Pomegranate saw her own oldest brother’s small mind at a glance, but eating better in the game was also good for her, so she took the initiative to explain:
“In short, the Real Otherworld development team are a bunch of crazy people who want to implement a 100% realistic experience, so I advise you not to come up with some weird dishes. Because eating weird stuff you are literally going to get diarrhea in the game, and it’s rumored that it will also affect reality.

On that note, Brother Woo Meow is very vocal.”

“Blanch, so hardcore?”

Star Soul Eagle said with wide eyes:
“Then wouldn’t it be profitable to open a restaurant in the game?”

“Yes, yes, yes! Open a pavilion!”

Cat also came over to encourage:
“Not only can you take an extra share of the proceeds, but you can also find a few apprentices to take with you in the camp, and the administrative office pays out a stipend which equates to you basically not needing to painstakingly run around picking up quests and running errands in order to save up your first gold, it’s a good perk of the manufacturing industry, and those of us in the combat professions crave for it.

You this birth comes with the ‘chef’ profession situation basically also belongs to the ‘Chosen One’, be sure to make good use of it ah.”

“But if we’re going to cook tonight, should we invite the NPCs?”

Caught Shrimp Household said with an idea from the side:

“This is a good opportunity to increase your favorability! Just Brother Eagle’s craftsmanship can definitely make these unseen Transylvanian barbarians swallow their tongues. I think we should take this opportunity to invite all the important NPCs like Lord Murphy, Lady Tris, Maxim and Consul Miriam over!

Maybe we’ll be able to make a big wave and trigger a few hidden quests or something for Brother Eagle.”

“Makes sense!”

Kachitonitai clapped his hands as he said:
“I’ll go deliver the invitations right now.”

“Wait!”

Star Soul Eagle hurriedly pulled him back, shaking his head and explaining:
“You can at least show me the difference between the ingredients here and our side, otherwise can the things made be eaten? Wanting to be a cook isn’t that simple and easy, you give me a little preparation time.”

“Right, right, everything is a matter of anticipation, there’s no rush in this matter.”

Niu Niu patted his own cousin and senior’s shoulders and said:

“Let’s go to the boxing match first, and we’ll talk about what comes after that afterward.”

The group of people went into the sewers just like that, leaving Murphy, who had already made preparations for a banquet in the Blood Wyvern Cloisters and was hiding in his office to sharpen chopsticks for himself and Tris, with a disappointed face, and who was waiting to be invited by the small players to go over and have a good meal.

But he is so awesome mainline NPC can not take the initiative to let the small players to cook for him to eat it, always have to talk about some style and decency.

However, this disappointment did not last long, soon, Murphy comfortably leaned back in the chair, while stroking the Star World Giant Wolf George who was lying on his side and napping, while opening the projection screen of the Core Treasure Pearl.

Just like watching a drama and catching up, he fixed his sight on these professionals through the specially arranged viewpoint of the Blood Rat Gang.

He was curious to see, who was higher or lower in terms of skill level between the professional strength from another world and the spiritual inheritance of this continent?
Oops, fighting chess and whatnot, not only do kung-fu masters like to play, Lord Murphy likes it just as much.
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Although many players said that the game’s leveling system was too unscientific when the game was first released, and that the lack of upgrades was too much for people to tolerate, this kind of complaint is rarely heard when the plot has been pushed to the current level.

Because it does not affect the small players in Transylvania plot experience, also does not have the traditional game kind of level crushing bring frustration.

Even level 1 players can win against level 10 jackals if they are skillful, which makes the game experience more realistic and at the same time slightly reduces the fatigue that comes from fighting and upgrading monsters.

Moreover, for professionals with “self-contained skills” such as [Wrist Ho] and [Fireworks Beef Bowl], replacing the traditional character level system with proficiency is obviously much more friendly, so that they don’t have to spend time on leveling up and can be integrated into the game’s main plot from the very beginning.

“Swish.”

Beef Bowl Master Yang’s hand dropped his recruit sword, across from him the Yankee thug looked dumbfounded at the shield in his hand that was picked off, in this instant that brave and ruthless guy realized that there was no way he could win.

But so many brothers looked at the stage so that the bald man gritted his teeth and held the sword with both hands and roared to kill, full of momentum like ready to chop meat butcher, however, this ferocious posture in the eyes of Master Yang from the elementary school sword is simply full of loopholes.

He didn’t even need to use a sword.

He dodged deftly when the other party rushed over, and at the same time poked his left foot out.

“Bang.”

The opponent’s body was off-balance and slammed headfirst into the edge of the completely unrepaired shattered boxing ring, the impact was too great and he directly knocked himself out, rolling his eyes with a head full of blood and being carried down by his panicked companions.

This bandit from the North Wind Castle’s boxing championship career ended, waiting for him will be sent to the dark baron’s territory to dig trenches of labor reform life.

Lightly victorious Master Yang shrugged his shoulders as he felt the vibration and faint pain that came from the guy’s calf when he kicked his left foot just now.

That kind of real touch made the silent middle-aged man’s heart flooded with shock waves, even if on the surface he remained composed and calm, the curiosity and excitement in his eyes could not be concealed. His life trajectory in reality compared to the vivid battle in front of him may be slightly tame, and occasionally even envy his own father and grandfather, those two are also the same as he grew up practicing martial arts and also participated in the guerrilla warfare of the South China in World War II against the small days of the beasts.

They were serious fighters, and to the old Yang’s generation, the time of peace is a kind of luck and a kind of helplessness.

He couldn’t just leave his wife and children behind and run off to a war-torn zone just to fulfill some yearning of his own just to have a taste of war, could he?

It’s not like he’s a war monger.

But right now, his own youthful desire seemed to have been realized through a strange helmet, and the acumen of a successful businessman was telling him that there was something wrong with the matter itself! But right now, Old Yang didn’t want to think about that.

Facing the second Yankee thug who came onto the stage with a war spear and had given himself strange tattoos all over his body, Master Yang held the blade of his sword flat.

Slightly arrogant in his calm face, he hooked his finger to the other party, and for a moment, he seemed to have returned to that young time filled with passion and ideals.

The Yankees were clearly enraged.

He grabbed his war spear like a stormy bear and stabbed at him, Lao Yang moved with agility and dodged, recalling in his mind what his father had taught him when he taught him swordsmanship about dealing with long weapons.

“The spear, the king of weapons, those who are good at using the spear have the courage of a million men, however, this thing is straight to the hutong to drive pigs, the more forward the more confined. Can’t win quickly by someone who sees through the moves and gets close, is defeated without a doubt.”

Well, old dad is right!

Indeed.

After three moves, Lao Yang held the sword forward, close the distance in the opponent before the gun before the sword blade cut, such as the mantis dance knife a flash, blood splattered in the other side of the wrist, and then went forward to make up for a foot will make him lie down on the ground.

“Crap! Bull!”

The small players in the audience shouted, there were also people whistling, Master Yang less than three minutes to dry up two let them realize that the player group has come to the extraordinary person.

How this guy’s sword skills were even more ferocious than Cat’s!
And under the stage, Mr. Li frowned as he watched the silent Master Yang on the stage prepare for the third match, he was also making preparations to go on stage, but he pulled Cat’s arm and asked in a small voice:

“This elder of yours, did something happen to him?”

“Huh?”

Cat asked back with an odd expression:
“How can you tell? Can it be that you are still a great immortal?”

“People who cultivate martial arts always have an aura on their body, you can see it when you see it more often, Old Yang is obviously holding a lot of energy in his heart.”

Old Li whispered:
“Like a tiger in a cage, making a gesture to hurt someone, you see that sword he just had was obviously running towards the heart of that northerner, only at the end did he turn his direction. This is the heart to raise a mouth of bad gas, not to go down, always hold back the estimate to have an accident.”

“Alas, it’s hard to say.”

Cat sighed and said:
“And not bad gas, should be regarded as resentment, my brother-in-law’s bad luck, although the wealth is very strong, but some years ago first lost his wife and then his son also had an accident. I pulled him in because I wanted to let him loose.

But according to you, I may have done something wrong?
Will it make him go off the deep end?”

“That won’t happen, Old Yang’s qi nourishing kung fu is quite good, and he’s still able to collect it now.”

Teacher Li shook his head and sighed:
“But if this killing ring opens up, no one can say what happens after that, but this is a game after all, there might be benefits to releasing it here.”

“Mr. Li, it’s your turn.”

Niu Niu shouted from a short distance away:

“I’ve just given the ‘Iron Fist Club’ people a letter of war, they’re here now, these guys are all rumored to have learned fighting techniques from that Turner, you’ll have to be careful.”

“And giving war letters .”

Mr. Lee, who didn’t like high profile, sighed helplessly, but as he stepped into the second ring, the short Zack who jumped up on his face and moved his body a few times made the old Lee narrow his eyes.

Sure enough, it was different!
The one in front of him clearly had the basics, and had indeed systematically learned some fighting.

“You Transylvanians really don’t know what you’re doing!”

Zack cursed irritably:

“The Boss has already bypassed you guys, and you guys still want to come and cause trouble, you don’t even look at how much weight you have! You want to challenge the boss, right? Fine, we brothers are here! Knock us all down, and the Boss will naturally answer the challenge.”

Although these rebels from the Great Wilderness had already joined the Blood Rats Gang, they still named themselves the “Iron Fist Club”, obviously representing their faction and their admiration for “Iron Fist” Turner.

Dorothy had a problem with this, but she needed these guys to fill out the organization, so she allowed them to maintain a more independent system for now.

The leader of the Blood Rats is watching the fight from a high perch.

She desperately hoped that the warriors would surprise her and frustrate the Yankees so that she could create an opportunity for her to divide and conquer.

“Ms. Lee! Give them hell!”

Niu Niu and Pomegranate Sister, as well as the girl group and the student party gathered around to cheerlead for Old Li, they were severely “humiliated” by Turner yesterday, and this will also hold the energy to want to get back to the scene.

Mr. Li dare not be careless.

He already knew from Niu Niu and Pomegranate that the NPCs in this game have their own set of understanding of martial arts, and Pomegranate’s demonstration of the “Fist of the Wolf” alone has merit.

Therefore, to be precise, the very old-fashioned style of Mr. Li was standing here with the mentality of “meeting friends with martial arts”, however, after the actual fight, the imagined difficulties and troubles did not come.

In the face of Zack’s decent attack, Mr. Lee’s response was quite easy.

It was even easier than when he practiced with Niu Niu yesterday.

Although these rebels had learned a little from Turner, they hadn’t mastered the “Way of Qi”, and still hadn’t gotten rid of the idea of fighting fiercely at the level of punching and kicking, and their skills were not even as profound as Niu Niu.

This made Mr. Li quite disappointed, as if his fist had been smashed into cotton.

He is a fighter, he also has his own pursuit, at the moment this honestly can not be his opponent.

“I heard that your boss knocked out my junior as a way to humiliate him, so I’ll do the same to him.”

Old Li whispered.

Snatching forward the moment Zack next launched his attack, his arm blocked while stepping forward followed by a dashing left palm swing, knocking Zack on the back of the head.

There was a thud.

The Iron Fist Society’s number three man fell face first into the ring as he tripped over his feet and fell into a baby-like sleep.

“Mr. Lee cowhide!”

Such a clean end to the fight caused the student party below to wail like crazy, and caused everyone in the opposite side of the Iron Fist Club to look sideways.

Half an hour later, “Iron Fist” Turner, who was recuperating at the stronghold, received a panicked subordinate who came to report, making him almost think that he had misheard.

“What? 40:0! Did you guys play with your feet?”

(End of chapter)