Rampant Online Games

Chapter Two Five Sixty One

"Whirring whirring!"

Congcong's fist seemed to be an afterimage.

However, Tango Wildcats have agile body and skills, constantly shuttled in the afterimages, but were not hit.

Such a picture made Chu Jing in the dark nod slightly.

"Is this kind of segmented player so good? This person's body skills should be the level of a first-line player, right?"

"Is it a small dog?"

When Chu was muttering in surprise.

Tango Wildcat's mentality completely exploded.

"Monster! This little girl, where did the monster pop up!"

"It doesn't matter if the defense is so amazing, why is her attack speed so terrible?"

"I can't even deal with her. If the little girl's master takes the opportunity to make a move, will I be defeated?"

"Damn, I don't want to lose to such a 1,500-point opponent!"

Tango Wildcat roared unwillingly inside.

"Shoo!"

Suddenly, something flew over behind him, and Tango Wildcat was hit because he couldn't avoid it because he was paying attention to Congcong's fist.

"Wow!"

Two clusters of blood burst out.

Two darts appeared on the back shoulder of Tango Wildcat.

Poisonous darts!

As a professional assassin player.

Tango Wildcat is no stranger to this skill.

So her pupils contracted, terrified!

However, the darts have not exploded as expected.

Congcong's fist finally fell on the lost Tango Wildcat.

"boom!"

The Tango Wildcat was like a ball. It flew out after being smashed, hit a tree, and fell to the ground.

At that time, only a quarter of the blood line on the top of the head was left!

She got up and wanted to roll into the forest to survive.

"Peng! Peng!"

The two darts on his back shoulder burst open.

The green poisonous mist swallowed her.

Although she was able to move, her attributes were drastically reduced, and her speed was extremely slow.

When she rolled into the forest, Congcong came from behind, hitting her back with a hand.

An exaggerated injury figure emerged.

Tango Wildcat's health was emptied and lost!

"Yeah!"

Congcong applauded happily, as if he realized that the enemy was very strong this time, and he was very happy to win.

"You defeated the wild cats who like tango, the arena ranking points +50, the arena ranking rises to 8,954,121!"

"I actually added 50 points. Is it the reason for the winning streak, or the reason for the enemy's strong strength?"

Chu Jing smiled, but didn't care much, anyway, he maintained an indifferent attitude to the arena scores.

"Okay, Congcong, let's take the next one!"

...

When Chu Jing just gave it another hand.

Located in a luxurious apartment in Madrid for the first time in Spain.

Masala, with curly hair, wheat-colored skin, and full of wild and healthy beauty, took off the helmet and banged on the computer desk angrily.

"Unfair! It's not fair at all!"

"This assassin didn't do anything at all, just relying on his pet to defeat me!"

"This is the arena, not the **** outside! The pursuit is fairness and combat!"

"How can this **** be so mean?"

The curse sound attracted the attention of nearby players.

Everyone took off their helmets and looked over with a smile.

"Hey Marsala, what's the matter with you?"

"It's been a long time since I saw you go crazy. Did something happen?"

The people sitting in the lobby are all professional players of the night stand team.

That is, Marsala's teammate.

"I couldn't get in the large queue just now. I had nothing to do but played the trumpet. I didn't know I met a despicable guy!"

Marsala spit out, her face resented, and she was obviously still upset.

After hearing the words, everyone was surprised.

"Are you saying that there is a player who just leaned on his pet and crushed you?"

A boy with a dark complexion and black curly hair was surprised.

"Hey, be careful when speaking, I am not crushed, I am just suppressed! You don't know, that pet has more than 300 points of blood, and the defense is also exaggerated... Not only that, her output is even more ridiculous!"

"Counting down, she is no worse than the lord-level bosses in those dungeons! Even stronger!"

After this description, other professional players looked at each other.

Although Marsala is a bit angry.

But she never lied.

If this is the case.

How abnormal is this player's pet?

But in this game, is there such a perverted pet?

Although vocational students rarely play copies to experience the fun of the game.

But they also know some things.

For example, many local tyrants like to buy battle pets.

It's just that these pets are often limited in strength and can only be regarded as low-level support partners.

Used for frontal combat?

That's almost impossible, right?

"Marsala, although there are a lot of rich players, there is no local tyrant's pet that is as perverted as you said."

"Marsala, did you admit it wrong? That guy may not be an assassin, but a summoner? He summoned the pet?"

Everyone said they couldn't believe it.

Marsala said angrily: "Do you think I am as stupid as you? Even the assassin and the summoner can't distinguish?"

Everyone laughed, and one of them even said: "Then Marsala, have you recorded the battle video? Don't you show it to us?"

"How did I think about recording this kind of segmentation? Also, it's an unfair battle. Why should I record the video? Does it add shame?"

Marsala said excitedly, and everyone laughed.

"Marsala, so you are so angry now, what do you mean?"

Someone asked.

Marsala said angrily: "I'm not reconciled. I want to kill the assassin and let him know that the arena is not a place where rich **** can be wild."

"It's a pity you lost."

"Hmph, give me another chance, I can definitely win!"

Marsala said so, after smoking a cigarette, calmed down, put on the helmet again, and entered the game.

When other professional players saw this, they became curious and did not continue training.

Instead, Marsala's helmet will be outside.

Observing Marsala's perspective through the huge projector in the hall.

And after Masala entered the game.

Suddenly realized a problem.

The enemy just now is an anonymous player.

She cannot add each other, nor can she invite each other to fight!

"Damn it! Why is this happening! No, I can't accept it!"

Masala roared excitedly, took off her helmet, and said to the other players: "Which one of you has an account with a high winning rate of about 1,500 to 2,000 points, now rank for me, maybe you can run into him! "

Everyone is a professional player.

Sometimes there are no people in the high segment.

Will come to the low-level fried fish.

So everyone prepared a trumpet.

In Marsala's rude words.

Professional players remain gentlemen, put on their helmets, and start to line up with trumpets.

"I seem to be in line with an anonymous assassin, Marsala, is that the one you are talking about?"

One of the curly hair professional players suddenly shouted.

After the projection of her helmet outside, Masala gritted her teeth instantly: "It's him! Ma Jilong, as long as you win him, I will invite all the yerba mate for the next month!"

"Haha, it's enough to have you, wait for my goddess Marsala, I will kill this guy for you, revenge!"

Ma Jilong said excitedly, focusing on the game.

At the same moment.

Other professional players also stared at the projection screen in the lobby.

I want to see what that perverted pet looks like.

...

"Well, this time the opponent's winning rate is also quite high."

The game world.

Chu Jing found out that his enemy was a small goblin warrior, he was a little curious.

Take a look at the profile of the opponent called "Majilong Trumpet".

Chu was surprised to find that he had two thousand ranking points.

But the winning rate is as high as 95%.

It is very good.

"Are you always playing power leveling and trumpet dogs one after another?"

"interesting."

Chu Jing smiled playfully, and then said to Cong Cong who was waiting for the pet stall: "Little girl, the stronger the opponent is next, you have to relax and don't lose."

The battle between Congcong and Tango Wildcat just now, although he won.

But it was also because of Chu Jing's help.

Ruo Chu couldn't make a move.

For a while, it was difficult for Congcong to win Tango Wildcats.

After all, this guy is agile, not to mention winning.

However, if the combat deadline is delayed, it is still possible to get a tie.

Congcong's avatar flashed one after another.

It seems to be saying no problem.

"Okay, little girl, it's time for you to play."

When the countdown reached zero, Chu Jing was about to summon Congcong.

His enemy, Ma Jilong, did not rush forward, but smiled and said, "Boy, you made my goddess angry. I'm here for revenge."

"I hope you can obediently apologize to my goddess after you lose!"

"?"

Chu Jing showed a puzzled expression: "Are you a friend of the guy just now?"

"Yes, okay kid, I know you have some bad money. It's just an arena. It's a fair and just place to fight."

"I hope you will leave with your pet and bad money after you lose, and never set foot here!"

This Ma Jilong was very second in second.

Chu Jing was amused, "It seems that I was mistaken for a boring local player."

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Not only outside the arena, local players bully civilians.

In the arena.

There are also some local tyrants who think they are good, relying on exaggerated equipment to score points.

In the middle and low segments, the gap between everyone's strength is not big.

Local tyrants, relying on **** costumes, can naturally run rampant and bully civilians.

Many players suffer from being bullied.

The forum was also full of remarks about "tyrants get out of the arena".

obviously.

Ma Jilong in front of him, because of Congcong.

Think of yourself as extremely boring, and need to use unfair abuse to satisfy vanity.

"Fine, Congcong, your brother is despised. Next, you have to play a little bit."

Chu Jing was not angry, and smiled lightly, summoning Cong Cong.

When Congcong turned into white light and appeared in front of Chu Jing.

The Tango Wildcat watching the battle behind Ma Jilong gritted his silver teeth and said: "Ma Jilong, it is this little girl. Her defense is terrible. You must not take it lightly."

"Don't worry, Goddess Marsala, even if it's for you, I won't be defeated."

"Especially...I also hate this kind of people who come to the arena to savage with a few money."

"I will take revenge for you."