Online martial arts game: I suppress the world with my spear!

Lin Luo had just come out of the competition venue and was not in a hurry to continue matching.

He leisurely strolled around the popular duel secret realms and watched some games.

Unfortunately, all the players in those competition venues were unfamiliar, not even a single one with a name.

Immediately, Lin Luo continued to click to match.

With a flash of white light, he came to another vast venue again.

The last competition venue was a flat sandy land, but this time it became a dark forest.

Red lanterns were hung around, reflecting a somewhat gloomy and terrifying atmosphere

In an instant, the number of spectators began to rise.

"Fuck! Finally got in! This competition venue is really hard to find!"

"It can only accommodate 200,000 spectators? This is too few! At least 2 million should be set!"

"Look, which unlucky guy is going to face Lin Li this time!"

At this time, the name IDs of the two duels also appeared above the competition venue.

[Song State·Lin Li (Sanren)] VS [Song State·Ling Wuchen (Sanren)]

Lin Luo took a look at the names and was a little amused.

"Oh my god, what luck, can this guy be ranked among millions of players?"

As soon as the voice fell, a white light flashed not far ahead, and Ling Wuchen's figure appeared immediately.

This kid dressed particularly flamboyantly for the competition, a white brocade robe with a black cape, which really looked like a hero.

"Tell me your name! The sword in my hand will not kill the nameless! If you surrender obediently, I will let you three...F*ck???"

Ling Wuchen saw Lin Luo's face clearly, and immediately said bitterly: "Brother Lin, why is it you! Why am I so unlucky!"

Lin Luo also shrugged helplessly and said: "There are millions of people, but it's you, what kind of fate is this? How about we fight a few moves? Anyway, we are here."

Ling Wuchen waved his hands repeatedly after hearing this: "Give up! I will never come!"

Lin Luo frowned: "Really just a few moves?"

Ling Wuchen spread his hands: "Brother Lin, although I am not good, I am not stupid! Look at the number of viewers, it's 200,000. I don't want to be beaten into an emoticon and then be used as a ghost for the rest of my life."

In the entire "Jianghu OL", no one knows Lin Luo's terrifying strength better than Ling Wuchen.

When he was still a rookie, Lin Luo was able to fight Yin Susu of the Sky Eagle Sect to a draw, and even won.

When he barely stepped into the first-grade realm, Lin Luo had already killed people everywhere in Whale Sea Island, slaughtering the fourth-grade and fifth-grade NPCs to the point of blood flowing into a river.

Ling Wuchen privately felt that at the current stage of the game, no player in the world could fight against Lin Luo.

Those little black people who were clamoring on the Internet were just frogs in the well.

But he was different, he had a plan.

Immediately, Ling Wuchen decisively chose to admit defeat.

A white light flashed, and the system prompt sounded.

[System prompt: Player "Song Guo·Ling Wuchen (Sanren)" admits defeat, and this duel "Song Guo·Lin Li (Sanren)" wins! ]

Instantly, the audience exploded.

"Why did you admit defeat again? Can't you just fight?"

"I came to see the big guys' operation, not to see the jokes!"

"There's nothing better than being funny! Is this a fake match? The GM doesn't care?"

"Damn, he admitted defeat in two consecutive games, this is too fake!"

"Is Lin Li so scary? He just shook his body and made people surrender directly?"

"What do you think? He is the only fourth-grade master in the whole server! Do you dare to yell at a fourth-grade NPC?"

"Tsk, can players and NPCs be the same? When I played World of Warcraft, Illidan and I were both level 70, why could he pin me to the ground?"

...

Two hundred thousand viewers came with excitement and left in disappointment.

In the forum, various rhythm posts emerged again, and all kinds of black fans almost opened champagne for a carnival.

But Lin Luo didn't take it seriously.

He was patient and continued the third match.

This time, after the white light flashed, a burly male player appeared on the opposite side.

The opponent carried a pitch-black golden machete on his shoulder, looking extremely ferocious.

As the IDs of both sides appeared above the arena, the audience seats were crowded again.

Countless onlookers rushed in, and the arena was instantly packed.

[Song State·Lin Li (Sanren)] VS [Song State·Chen Dali (Jindaomen)]

In the audience seats, countless players have begun to shout.

"Brother Chen! I beg you not to admit defeat! Even if it's just one cut! You are a real man!"

"Yes! Don't be like those cowards in front!"

"Go! Go and cut Lin Gou! I can't bear to see him live such a good life! ! ! "

At this time, Chen Dali looked at the boiling audience around him and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Why are these audiences so excited?

Are they all convinced by his charm and come to support him?

Feeling the enthusiasm around him, Chen Dali grinned and looked very proud.

"Haha, everyone is still knowledgeable! Know that I am destined to become a top master in the future!"

"Fortunately, I have been practicing in seclusion since the server was launched, and I have been ignoring the outside world and practicing hard. I have never even logged into the game forum once!"

"Success will never let down hardworking people! I work so hard just for today!"

Chen Dali was secretly proud in his heart.

He took a deep breath, feeling the feeling of being the center of attention, and his heart was full of pride.

This is the world of his dreams!

After a moment, Chen Dali looked at Lin Luo.

When he saw the delicate and tender appearance of the player on the opposite side, he couldn't help but kindly remind him.

"This little brother! I won't show mercy later, you should adjust your pain level first!"

Then, he tightly grasped the big ring knife in his hand.

Lin Luo breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

Finally, he was not an opponent who would give up.

Although he didn't mind getting points easily to advance, he always felt that it was too easy and boring.

Immediately, he gently raised the Greedy Wolf Spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear flashed with a bloodthirsty chill in the red light of the lantern.

[Ding! Both players, please get ready! 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, the game begins!]

Instantly, Lin Luo's eyes were stern, and the whole person turned into a residual image and disappeared on the spot.

Although he did not use Qinggong, his figure was still as swift as a ghost with his overwhelming speed.

On the other side, Chen Dali opened his eyes wide, grasped the handle of the knife and roared.

"Hey! Eat my golden knife and hit the shore! "

He raised his knife and slashed it, but where the blade pointed, Lin Luo's figure had disappeared.

The next second, Chen Dali's eyes blurred, and then he found that he had been teleported out of the secret realm of the competition.

People were coming and going around, and peddlers and vendors were shoulder to shoulder, a lively scene.

Chen Dali stared blankly at the big ring knife in his hand, his face full of confusion.

Just now... what happened?