The Invincible Rookie of Online Games

Someone glanced menacingly and glanced at everyone one by one with disdainful eyes. From the moment he entered Stone City and wandered around for so long, no matter where he went, others were using strange and contemptuous words.

Staring at oneself, avoiding oneself in panic like a plague, some people say that they don't care, but in fact there is a resentment in their hearts, and at this moment, the resentment explodes!!

In the past ten years of life, a certain person has always been a popular and excellent student, a good boy who is loved by everyone! Although he has a gentle temper, but in such an environment, it is inevitable that he has a sense of superiority in his bones. Yes.

It is said that a person who has always been very popular is being ostracized and isolated for the first time in his life.

No matter where you go, you will be looked down upon by others. How can you stop letting people play this crappy game?

Although he has always been good-tempered, he can't suppress his youthful exuberance once in a while. At this moment, someone explodes like a wronged stingy bag. In fact, it can be regarded as a kind of broken can---I am anyway.

I want to try how to play PK, even if I spend money to lose!

However, someone's self-defeating attitude, in the eyes of everyone else, becomes a kind of arrogance---unparalleled arrogance, the kind that makes people want to flatten him.

"Damn! This challenger is so arrogant!"

"Damn! Is this guy sick? Who does he think he is?"

"A nigger is a nigger. He's yelling about something, and he seems to be very proud! Looking for a beating!"

Amidst the low curses, some players were ready to make a move. However, after checking someone's level and the attributes of the white tiger around them, some players who wanted to jump into the ring to teach this arrogant nigger a lesson hesitated.

After all, Stone City is a new place with a novice area, and the players here are generally around level 12 or 13.

"Fuck you!! It's only level 17, why are you so arrogant in the novice area! Brothers, 20 gold coins are delivered to your door! Can't you make it? I'll take it if you don't make it!!" A thief scolded loudly.

The companion next to him tugged at him and whispered, "Hey, the level of that white tiger beast is not low... It has 70,000 blood... Can't do it alone?"

"Idiot! I just need to kill that brat first. If the player dies, I win. If the white tiger has more blood, it's nothing!" The thief snorted coldly, shook off his partner's pull, and took a few steps forward, "Whoosh!"

"He rolled in the air and landed on the ring.

"Idiot, let me get your 20 gold coins!" the thief said in a very rude and disdainful tone.

"...You have your life before you take it." Someone was expressionless and indifferent, and the crossbow in his hand was equipped with three black iron arrows.

Check each other out.

The player's nickname is "Dan is Mine" and he is level 24. He is dressed in night clothes and wears a black eyepatch on his face. He is obviously a thief. The weapons in his hands are a pair of "ghost hands" - metal claws mounted on the wrists of both hands.

Black, in the shape of a skull hand, very sharp and pointed.

"Master, be careful! The opponent... seems to be very strong." Dingdang swallowed nervously.

A beautiful NPC holding a cymbal in both hands walked up to the ring. After looking left and right at the two dueling players, the two cymbals in her hands struck each other fiercely, making a crisp "buzz" sound, and the competition officially began!

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