Starting from the recovery of Shanhaijing

Chapter 183 Encounter

Although on the surface, all the blood purifiers are particularly contemptuous of humans participating in war games, but when the game really starts, the channel responsible for the live broadcast of the teams in the gray fog area [-] is still the one with the most viewers.

On various platforms in the central square, the blood purifiers stared at the holographic influence projected in mid-air.

Inside, the quarrel between the members of the teams participating in the third district of gray fog was playing.

Although the conversation between them could not be heard due to the fact that the drone was in the air at 30 meters, the state shown on the screen was enough to prove that the participating teams in the third district of gray mist had fallen apart at the beginning of the war game.

In the eyes of the blood purifiers, that human was undoubtedly the culprit. It must be because his abilities were incompatible with the blood purifiers, and he refused to obey the instructions, so the conflict broke out.

A pariah is indeed a pariah, inferior as always!
However, this is only the opinion of the blood purifiers after all.

In the Bluebell Grass Tavern in Gray Fog Seventh District, Zheng Qin, who was sitting in front of the bar, watched the screen suddenly leave the team and went straight to the location of the ghost marked on the real-time map on the right side of the screen. Wine, said excitedly,

"I know what he's going to do, isn't he afraid of leaving and never coming back?"

"What did he find our stronghold last night?"

The old waiter was also staring at the screen, and asked suddenly.

"He said that he wanted to find an item related to Chiwen, and he seemed to have received the power of a certain guardian. I could feel that special power, and Chiwen's special reaction to him is the best proof .”

Recalling what happened last night, Zheng Qin subconsciously raised his hand to stroke the scar on his left cheek.

"So did he find the item?"

"Of course not. I don't even know what he is looking for. Halfway through the conversation, the elite troops of the demon army have already arrived."

"Since this is the case, the reason why he dared to participate in the war game is undoubtedly on the bright side."

In a few words, the old waiter had already got the answer, picked up the wine bottle and filled it up for Zheng Qin, paused, and added,
"This man doesn't think he will lose to those half-demons!"

"Looking at his trajectory, he should be running towards the ghost. Oops, in front of him is the team from District [-] of Gray Fog, and he's about to run into it!"

Just as Zheng Qin was about to speak, his eyes fixed on the team logos on the real-time map, and he changed his mind.

Hearing this, the old waiter stopped discussing and focused on the picture on the TV screen.

At this time, Yan Jing was running over the chaotic buildings in the tenth district of gray mist.

According to the normal competition process, each participating team should look for weapons to arm themselves as soon as they enter the arena, and at the same time find the local gangsters as quickly as possible, and get a batch of firearms and armor.

Wu Lu actually explained this before the game, but Yan Jing never considered his suggestion.

Stepping on the wooden plank between the roofs of the two houses, he jumped up, and when he fell down, he was already on another platform five or six meters away.

During the rush, Yan Jing also took time to observe the topography of the tenth district of gray mist, and unexpectedly found that the buildings around here seemed to be in better condition than the five districts he had been to before.

Probably because there are many underground forces gathered here?
In short, the whole city looks like a huge walled city, with all kinds of strange buildings stacked and crowded in everything, connected with each other by wooden boards, suspended corridors and even cableways.

Every time Yan Jing jumped to a high altitude to look down, she would feel that District [-] was like a huge spider web.

The water tower where the ghost is located is an important node.

The dense water networks in the gray fog area do not mean that the water resources here are sufficient. In fact, the shortage of drinking water has always been a major problem in the gray fog area. Therefore, such water towers are particularly important and easy to recognize.

Yan Jing looked at the water tower that was getting closer and closer in front of her, and began to think about what to do when she met the ghost later in her mind.

Suddenly lowering his eyes to look at the rooftop below him, Lu Wu's golden eyes warned him in the next second.

Bang!
With a loud noise, the roof collapsed, and a large amount of gravel splashed up and hit Yan Jing under the control of a whirlwind.

He raised his arms straight to his face, and the rest was intercepted by the long windbreaker transformed from the bloody robe.

Yan Jing didn't intend to reveal his special ability in the live broadcast. He is now a fighter, and what he shows should be the state that a human being should be.

The half-demon's offensive had just begun.

Seeing that the gravel attack was ineffective, even a burly figure jumped up from the room under his feet, his arms spread out in the shape of a "eight", and the sharp claws protruding from the finger bones, he looked quite a bit like a Wolverine. mean.

It's just that the guy in front of him may be more "wolf" in nature, his upper body is completely covered by black bristles, his ferocious wolf head hangs down, and a pair of scarlet beast pupils are firmly locked on Yan Jing.

The conflict outside the venue made all the contestants fully aware of Yan Jing's ability.

Therefore, there is no option to keep your hands when you start your hands.

As soon as they met each other, the two sharp claws of the werewolf slammed at Yan Jing's head from two directions.

Yan Jing didn't even look at him, and took half a step sideways, dodging the flying feathers that shot from behind, stabbing forward with her right leg like a javelin, hitting the werewolf's chest, and at the same time swung a The punch broke his right arm.

Turning his fist into a claw, he clasped the crook of his right arm and pulled the werewolf in front of him to act as a shield, resisting the two short knives swung from the other side.

Successfully defusing this wave of offensive, Yan Jing did not retreat but advanced. First, he punched the werewolf's chest with two short-distance jabs, and turned his head to avoid the blood gushing out of its mouth.

The werewolf's body had obviously undergone a special transformation, there was actually a steel plate shining with metallic luster under the flesh and blood, and under the premise of enduring Yan Jing's successive attacks, he still had the strength to try to fight back.

Until Yan Jing hit his heart with a sharp punch.

Turning around, throwing the body over the shoulder to the bird man squatting on the edge of the roof behind him, in order to temporarily block his sight.

Wielding two short knives collected temporarily, the middle-aged man who looked somewhat similar to a mouse wanted to pull it because of a missed blow.

As a result, Yan Jing rushed to him before he had time to retreat.

The strong wind was blowing towards the face, and the pupils of the Rat Man shrank suddenly, and he suddenly raised his right arm to rest on the right side.

The next second there was the sound of bones breaking, and the Ratman, whose head was tilted to the side, flew straight out of the rooftop.

The seemingly complicated battle process took place between lightning and flint.

The crushing situation without leaving anyone alive instantly broke through the psychological defenses of others.

"run!"

Someone yelled nearby.

Yan Jing stopped and looked at the birdman who flew into the air and the other two on the street running towards the distance.

He raised his hand and patted away the gravel and dust on his shoulders, Yan Jing didn't plan to chase these blood purifiers, he didn't have time to waste on this group of frightened waste.

He looked up at the drone floating in mid-air.

Yan Jing stepped on the corpse of the werewolf.

move on.

(End of this chapter)