Pirates of the Dream

After being very drunk, the next morning, Xiuwen's head seemed to be pierced into his brain with a big stick by Heipi Xiaocui, and the pain in his head was unbearable.

The so-called hangover is such a thing. Generally speaking, drinking to one's heart's content before a game is a grand flag-raising ceremony...

"Haha, but considering that this may be the last drunk in my life, it's worth it!"

While giggling, Xiuwen took out a brocade box from the bedside table. Inside the box was a golden elixir with a faint luster and a strong fragrance.

"Hey, this panacea is still the wealth accumulated during the high-level struggle. It can remove all bad states. It only needs 998 points. Unfortunately, people who have already fallen into the first level can't save even a small amount."

After swallowing the elixir, Xiuwen felt a cool breath in his body, and soon he got rid of the hangover headache, and even the hemorrhoids that had plagued him for many years disappeared.

"If I knew this medicine was so miraculous, I should have taken it a few years earlier!"

After sighing twice, Xiuwen got up from the bed, checked his equipment one by one, and did stretching exercises in the small room, gradually adjusting his physical condition to its peak.

In the last night, he drank and indulged, and then adjusted his state with the panacea, leaving no psychological and physical burdens. Xiuwen's plan was seamless, so even if he died, he would have no regrets.

When he walked out the door, he found that the team members had been waiting outside the door for a long time.

"Captain, it's very slow. There are still three hours left before the game."

A familiar friend, although his eyes were teasing, he called Captain affectionately.

Xiuwen's eyes were slightly moist.

That guy and his friend and foe both fell from the high-level arena. The two competed more often than they cooperated. The guy actually took the initiative to call him captain.

"Old horse, I will not let you down."

"Hmph. I hope so."

In addition to the fighters like Lao Ma who were about to fight alongside Xiuwen, there were also some people who simply came to watch the fun, blocking the short-term rental housing that Xiuwen rented in the arena.

"Old man, let's discuss something with you."

Xiuwen looked up, and saw that the man was a new fighter on the first floor, and he was not very familiar with him, but he made a familiar gesture, which made him feel slightly unhappy.

Xiuwen is not a casual person.

"what's up?"

The man grinned: "Sublet this house to me? The price is cheap and the location is good, I like it very much. Anyway, you won't need it after today."

"Grass mud horse." Xiuwen stretched out his middle finger unceremoniously.

While cursing.Xiuwen also sighed in his heart, the first layer is because there are too many such miscellaneous things, so no matter what he does, he can't accomplish anything.It turned out to be a group of miscellaneous characters who just like to hold each other back, and they don't even have the spirit of cooperation.

The reason why he repaired the text was to risk his life to complete this great challenge, so is it just for his own personal honor and disgrace?The old horse and the iron man are willing to abandon their previous suspicions. Is it because they are greedy for the bonus of the big challenge?

Isn't it to make the first floor arena more face?

With a bad mood, Xiuwen ran to look for Wang Wu. I remembered correctly that he went to the hotel on the first floor to stay overnight after drinking yesterday.

Follow the room number given at the front desk.Knocking on the door, seeing that handsome face, Xiuwen couldn't help but smile.This talented young man overflowing with strength is the key figure in his victory.

"Brother Hong? How's the situation?"

Wang Wu yawned and raised his dead fish eyes: "Too bad, I haven't slept all night, and now I'm so sleepy that I want to die."

"...Is it the reason for being too nervous?"

"No, it's because I bought the latest manga series at a newsstand, and saw the dawn in one breath. I really can't hold back whether I can apply for a delayed challenge."

"...Are you kidding me?"

"Hey, isn't there still three hours before the game? Why are you in a hurry, call me after 5 minutes from the start of the game."

"Why do I have to call you after the game has already started! Are you going to collect the corpse!? Don't fall asleep and get ready to fight!"

Wang Wu: "It doesn't matter, I just learned a set of Dameng Luohanquan from the comics, and it will become super powerful after falling asleep."

"You liar...Furiously angry, Xiuwen finally dragged Wang Wu to the waiting room of the arena. There, the rest of the team had already arrived.

The iron brothers' team consisted of five heavy warriors and three rangers.Xiuwen's own team consists of eight all-round fighters.Coupled with a few undisciplined people who are good at long-range attacks, the lineup is quite luxurious on the first floor.

"I'm sorry to be a little late, but there is still enough time to arrange tactics. Next, please listen to me carefully. I believe everyone has seen the opponent's information this time. He is a dream builder with [-] points. It is very difficult deal with."

With that said, Xiuwen put the materials on the long table in the lounge, and other people gathered over.

"Lin Feng, 15 years old..."

"Damn, so young!?"

"Shut up old horse, listen to me, we are running out of time. This opponent is not very old, but if you underestimate him because of this, it is really hopeless. I just want to say that he is blue Blood nobles."

"what!?"

Facing the astonished gazes of the crowd, Xiuwen explained: "The official information is very little. I spent money to investigate it myself. The other party is a blue-blooded nobleman, and he is practicing in Yangcheng College. The dream-building technique is very powerful. Although the score is only [-] points, but I'm afraid we can't treat him as an opponent of [-] points."

"Cāo, why didn't you say it earlier!?" The third child of Iron Brothers grabbed Xiuwen by the collar, "You fucking want us to die?!"

Xiuwen slapped the opponent's hand off: "I'm the first one to die, what are you shouting about!? Don't worry, I've made enough preparations, the Dream Builder is not invincible, at least [-] points Dream Builder, we still have a chance of winning."

"How to win? Those guys who manipulate the dream can easily solve everyone as long as they pull us into his dream."

Xiuwen said: "So the key to victory is not letting him pull us in so easily. As long as the battle is limited to the real plane, can it be that twenty of our experienced fighters can't fight a 15-year-old child?"

Wang Wu interjected at this moment: "I think two hundred of you like this can't beat Yinshuang when you were 11 years old."

Xiuwen automatically ignored Wang Wu's disturbance, and continued to explain: "The core of this battle is Little Brother Hong, and I have prepared two things for him."

A head ring and a small hammer.

The person who knew the goods suddenly exclaimed: "Absolute dream ring! Soul hammer!?"

"Well, just these two items cost us all our savings... Unfortunately, they are only defective products. The use time of Absolute Dream Ring cannot exceed 10 minutes, and the number of soul hammers is limited to [-] times. But if it goes well It is enough for us to win. My plan is to let Wang Wu wear these two pieces of equipment..."

Before he finished speaking, someone interrupted: "What is him? With these two pieces of equipment, you can give it to anyone to win, right?"

"Of course it's not that simple. A dream builder with a score of [-] can't be completely defended by two defective products. And you really think that Lin Feng has no other means of self-defense except dream building? A builder of that level The dream master can buy a few protective puppets at random, and he can kill any of us! What we need is the power of the group. Wang Wu wears the Absolute Dream Ring to stay awake, uses the soul hammer to wake up other teammates who have been pulled into the dream, and then Gathering the strength of the team to defeat the opponent is our only way to win. In fact, I also drew up a plan referring to a battle on the third floor, which is the best way to fight against high-level dream builders."

Seeing that the people around him no longer objected, Xiuwen said: "Then the preparations will stop here, and there is no point in talking about more arrangements. Although everyone is only from the first floor, they have rich combat experience. Full strength is enough."

"Hmph, you don't need to say it."

After finishing the simple tactical deployment, Xiuwen handed over the props to Wang Wu.

"Victory, please leave it to you."

Wang Wu yawned and took the Juemeng Ring and Soul Requiem Hammer. At this moment, a cockroach slipped by, and the boy subconsciously swung the hammer and smashed it.

"Ah, the handle of the hammer is actually broken."

"..." There was a deathly silence around.

"Forget it, let's stick it together with glue... I'm so sleepy."

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At the same time, in the waiting room at the other end of the arena, Lin Feng closed his eyes and rested his mind, silently adjusting his dreams.

"It's so ironic. To be reduced to participating in this kind of rubbish competition. Is the management committee all eating shit? It's too contemptuous to set me as the challenge object of the first floor. Fifteen hundred points? Ridiculous! "

With a hint of resentment, Lin Feng ended his pre-match meditation.

Scoring 15 points at the age of [-] is already a rare feat in the arena, but...

For that guy, he already got 12 points before he was [-] years old, right?

Thinking of the person who shamed him all his life, Lin Feng's anger was ignited again, but there was no target to vent at all around him, which made his anger feel like constipation, clogging his heart.

"Forget it, let's use the twenty pieces of trash later. Hmph, the first layer of trash actually dares to challenge me..."

Standing up angrily, Lin Feng knocked off a stack of documents by the corner of his clothes.It was given to him by the management committee to ensure fairness. It's just that Lin Feng has never been interested in reading the information about the challenger. The opponent is just the scum of the first floor, and it is not worth paying attention to at all.

However, this time, Lin Feng accidentally saw a familiar face in the information.

"This... this guy!?"

In an instant, fear, shame, anger, anger, all kinds of emotions were intertwined, like a big net that wrapped Lin Feng tightly.

"Damn, this arrangement is really considerate." (To be continued) rq