(ps: I wish you a happy holiday and I am going out to send gifts.)

As the saying goes, the three armies cannot seize the commander, and every man cannot seize the ambition. Wang Xiaofeng expressed his most sincere contempt for those who surrendered directly when they meet.

But there is nothing we can do about this. A comrade's skill in killing people without blood is too strong - reputation. The first god-member who can only be left behind by a few tens of thousands of people is his opponent. Since he is sure to lose, why bother to humiliate himself or make trouble for nothing? Fighting with him is nothing more than a waste of time.

Then it’s boring to play this arena. In the long run, the fun of the game will be reduced by half.

"President!"

The Shin Zhan who was separated suddenly lit up his eyes. He charged forward and served tea and cigarettes with a rude first and then respectfully. A comrade lamented and could only encourage him. So, the Shin Zhan chose to surrender happily, and put a termination talisman on a comrade's eight victories.

A comrade's points are temporarily leading by 8-0, ranking first in the competitive ranking of Jade City. The second one is a archer, and the eleventh game is 9-2, and unfortunately he was suppressed by Wang Xiaofeng.

Wang Xiaofeng continued to queue without giving up, intending to wait until he won thirty games before he went to Zhenghuang City to queue up. The players there are still stronger than those here.

After playing ten games, Wang Xiaofeng never released his skills except for a few holy light bombs. Except for his position that has not changed, the competition for the 100th place in the arena was extremely hot. He encountered some trouble in the eleventh game because he met the young girl who was temporarily ranked ninth.

So, Wang Xiaofeng was defeated and let his wife make it into the top three. A comrade who was still ranked first smiled proudly, even though he attracted a few gossips. However, a comrade pretended not to hear it.

As the number of games and points of players increases, the process of matching and selecting opponents is gradually becoming clear. Basically, the top 100 players in the mountains are all assigned to the top 100 players. Then, the segments are divided into thousands, which makes continuous encounters have a considerable possibility.

"Wang Xiaofeng! Take my mother's arrow!"

On the vast grassland, two figures interpreted the style of peerless masters and complained about the situation of the unlucky people in the plain. Xuanxuan shouted loudly, and Wang Xiaofeng's tiger body shook, and he saw a bead arrow shooting at the sky, chasing stars and chasing the sun. A comrade thought that the goddess of light had a big breast, and directly topped the healing technique, which made Xuanxuan, who could not shoot blood for a long time, stomped her feet.

"Stinky Xiaofeng! You cheat! Don't add blood to yourself."

"I'm a dad, okay?" Wang Xiaofeng was speechless, but when the sister asked for help, he nodded and agreed. The stone skin technique that had not been used for a long time was thrown up, leaving Xuanxuan with no arrows and could only draw two digits.

"No more fighting!" Xuanxuan threw the bow and arrow in her hand and exited the grassland angrily. Wang Xiaofeng smiled and continued to sing and approached.

After two days, a dad's 100-to-one winning rate really made many players unable to complain. Soon some comrades expressed dissatisfaction.

"You are like this, and you are still competing for competitive rankings with me and other people, boss." When the god descended to earth and encountered Wang Xiaofeng, he could only sigh like this. Before Wang Xiaofeng pointed out the surrender with guilt, the dwarf shield retreated decisively.

After a hundred games, Wang Xiaofeng also got the ticket to the next level arena, so he no longer made things difficult for the comrades here, waiting for Qiuyue to go to Zhenghuang City to compete together.

There were already many players in Zhenghuang City at this time. There were many masters and beauties on the street. Wang Xiaofeng, who rushed over, looked at the crowds of people on the street. Naturally, he felt a little more emotion. His cathedral was about to start business, so he still had to find an opportunity to go back and organize the reception work.

I originally thought that there would be more fighting in Zhenghuang City's competitive competition, but I didn't expect that the situation was similar to before. In addition to resisting symbolically, most of the men directly withdrew, and a small number of girls also shyly expressed that they could do what they wanted... and obeyed the order.

While sighing that his personality cult was not good, a comrade signed his name in the palm of a group of beauties of various races. Although he could only keep it for half an hour, these star-chasing girls were also overjoyed.

The role of celebrities is to make people admire and praise them and set an example for them. Wang Xiaofeng has this awareness and has not been diligent. After walking hundreds of games in the arena, the probability of taking action is small, and he suddenly lost interest in this.

Finally, I know what loneliness is that is so cold that I can’t stand at a high place. No opponent really makes life look gloomy.

"I met again, and passed by the wind. Or, late at night."

Just as Wang Xiaofeng wanted to end this boring behavior, he met a calm man in the last game.

The men of the Tiger tribe all have shallow king patterns on their heads, and the explosive muscles on their bodies contain powerful power. The hideous shield he was holding also shows that its owner is definitely not easy to mess with.

"Tiger root? Shuang Xiaozhiling?"

Wang Xiaofeng was stunned. They should be in the second-level main city in the north, why did they appear here?

"I came for you specifically, three hundred battles, and finally met you."

Hugen's words shocked Wang Xiaofeng. He actually had an existence to challenge himself. How could this make the relationship between men and women who ran away when they saw him?

The random map scene selected a canyon, surrounded by dead grass and wandering monsters, and long vines hung on the stone walls on both sides. The gloomy sky made the entire canyon without sunlight, and the scorched birds passing by occasionally gave it a little gloomy and scary.

Hugen's record is 23294. Including professional restraint and various environmental restrictions, this record is already quite good. After all, players who can appear in the second-level main city during this period are not rookies.

"Tiger?" Wang Xiaofeng frowned slightly, and suddenly remembered who the person in front of him was. He had met once before, a defeated player in the previous game, a sad player who was miserable because of his defeat. "Long Yuye."

"It's me, you still remember."

Hugen had a smile on his lips and a self-deprecating smile. "I have never forgotten what you gave me back then. I originally wanted to find my lost things, but now it is even more distant."

"Are you still struggling with that battle?" Wang Xiaofeng sighed, "At that time, you and I were hired by others, and if you meet, you can only see each other."

"What happened back then is actually over." Hugen's long sword was slightly tilted, and several sword flowers were pulled out. "I just can't let go of the fact that you were defeated, so I have always wanted to fight you. Now I'm here, let's take the call."

"Don't be excited," Wang Xiaofeng waved his hand, and let Hugen's move to charge slightly stop. "Everyone has lost, I fell into the hands of others back then, you don't have to worry about it. And now I rely on my equipment skills to crush you, and you will be defeated even if you win."

"Don't worry, I'm not as fragile as you think."

Warriors charge!

The elongated light and shadow were fierce and fierce, and the long sword raised high seemed to break through the enemy's head. Wang Xiaofeng held his breath and greeted him, his body was still as motionless as a mountain. He suddenly took a step sideways, allowing Hugen's charge to turn at all.

It was this point of turning that Wang Xiaofeng moved his body back to his original place in an instant. The direction of the charge wanted to change again, but because of the distance, it was no longer enough.

With a bang, the long sword hit the staff raised by Wang Xiaofeng, causing hundreds of damage to his head. But this damage is insignificant than Wang Xiaofeng's Holy Light Punishment and Holy Light Bullet.

The tiger tribe Shield Zhan was short and he was unable to stun the charge, and he did not surprise him at all. The long sword cut across and broke the tendons!

Wang Xiaofeng moved his feet and jumped back sensitively. However, because his attribute points were insufficient, his jumping slowed down a little and was hung by the long sword.

The tendons were broken successfully, slowed down for six seconds, and the blood bleed effect was added. Wang Xiaofeng was not confused at all. He continued to use the holy light bullet to smear the blood volume of the tiger root. He looked at his blood strips and threw him a healing technique, which filled the blood volume by two points.

Holy Majesty, Light Enchantment, Holy Light Punishment! Wang Xiaofeng just kept using his usual skills, not like bullying his opponents through Hu En's magical learning notes.

It is very painful for a warrior to beat a nurse in an era when there is no one to fall. Unless the nurse does not add blood to himself, it will be difficult for ordinary warriors to win. This is not a dark warrior who is well versed in cursing professions, but a healing holy light sacrifice.

The tiger-root skills were used together, and it could not stop Wang Xiaofeng's healing technique from recovering blood. In the end, he could only fall to the ground with regret, without any sound.
Chapter completed!