After get off work, I started speedrunning through the other world

“…”

“…”

Ximu didn’t care about the audience’s enthusiastic reaction. He shook off the blood on his thick sword, tilted his head and smiled at the host not far away:

“Don’t waste time, let’s serve the appetizers together.”

“Ah… Mr. Akhtar, are you serious?” The host asked in surprise, and then heard the cheers of the audience.

Akhtar’s arrogant words and calm attitude made the audience even more excited.

“Let’s serve the appetizers together!”

“Let’s serve the appetizers together!”

“Let’s serve the appetizers together!”

The waves of voices one after another created a strong pressure, as if they would be torn apart by the audience if they refused.

The host looked embarrassed.

The rules of the duel field are one-on-one fighting. Even if there is a team battle, the number of both sides is equal.

"As long as I can win, letting them come together won't affect the income." Ximu said casually, "It won't affect your gambling either."

As a matter of course, his calm words seemed to be narrating an objective reality. For him, it seemed that he had never thought that he would fail.

If he was going home for dinner, it would be normal to use this tone, but now he was dueling.

That was a complete contempt for his opponent.

"What an arrogant guy, but I like it!" In the audience, a noble girl covered her face with her hands, her cheeks flushed and excited.

For such an arrogant attitude, it was the most attractive to them.

"It's not arrogance, it's an objective consideration." There was a red-haired strong man next to him, with his arms crossed, and his voice was calm.

"The sooner we get rid of the appetizers, the better it will be for him."

"What do you know!" The noble girl immediately became dissatisfied after hearing this, staring at the red-haired sturdy man beside her, "Everyone knows that the more opponents there are, the more difficult it is. This is because Mr. Akhtar is extremely confident in his own strength!"

The red-haired sturdy man was silent for a while, scratched his head and smiled helplessly: "Yes, you are right, he is very confident in his own strength."

"You rarely come to the duel field, you don't even know this common sense." The noble girl looked at the knight in silver in the duel field, her eyes seemed to be shining.

She had seen Akhtar with her own eyes, wearing only shorts and holding a rusty and broken sword, and now Akhtar has grown into a knight, wearing shiny silver armor, and resolutely returned to the duel field for the princess he protected.

This romantic deed made them envious and moved.

So, when the duel started, their position was already on Akhtar's side, and they deeply desired Akhtar to win.

A romantic story naturally has to have a happy ending.

The red-haired man sighed and didn't want to argue with the girl next to him. He believed that the boss of the duel field would definitely agree to the duel.

After all, duels should be exciting.

"Okay!" The host withdrew his gaze from the audience and nodded to Ximu, although he didn't understand why the boss would make this duel.

"Group battle... No, it's a one-on-nine siege!" He raised his hand and shouted, approaching the edge of the duel field step by step.

"Is our star Akhtar the winner, or does it stop here!"

"..." Ximu looked at both ends of the duel field and saw several duelists walking out slowly. They were alert and didn't seem to dare to get close.

They must be dealt with as soon as possible. Although he drank a lot of potions, the effectiveness of the potions still has a time limit.

In order to deal with more troublesome opponents in the future, it is the most rational choice to deal with these duelists used to warm up as soon as possible.

Holding the heavy sword tightly in his hand, Ximu stepped forward, and the nine hostile duelists subconsciously took a step back.

Then, as if stimulated, the nine duelists immediately rushed towards Ximu, not wanting to give the silver-clad knight a one-on-one opportunity.

This was the tacit understanding of the nine duelists. Without any communication, they had already made the best choice based on instinct.

This is like a pack of wolves. When facing lions and tigers, they instinctively choose to fight in groups, and this instinct is not only possessed by wolves.

Humans, elves, dwarves, orcs, as intelligent creatures living in groups, have social nature, and have a stronger will to cooperate in groups and assistance.

And the manifestation of this instinct is the war between countries.

"Akhtar!" Roaring, an orc with a lion's head rushed over waving a mace, and with the muscles of his arm swelling, he swung it heavily.

Then it hit the flesh and blood body heavily.

Ximu turned sideways to avoid the mace, and had time to glance at the human who was smashed into a bloody mess by the lion orc.

Then he withdrew his gaze and stared at the lion orc's eyes, stretched out two fingers, and directly inserted them into the orc's eye sockets, accompanied by blood splattering.

Ximu immediately withdrew from the encirclement. The lion orc who lost his eyes swung the mace like crazy, and injured several duelists around him.

It is true that the unity of the weak is a way to defeat the strong, but if the cooperation is not tacit, and the strong seize the opportunity to divide, or defeat one by one, this will lead to the death of the weak faster.

In full view of the public, a brutal massacre was staged with unscrupulous means and elegance. The gravel on the ground was kicked up to dazzle the eyes, and the weapons in the hands were thrown down for close combat, accurately grasping the trajectory of the besiegers, and avoiding the attack like dancing on the tip of a knife.

The number of duelists on the duel field was sparse at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon only the lion orc was left alive.

Ximu saw this and used his foot to hook up a spear on the ground, grabbed it and threw it out, piercing the lion orc's heart directly.

People who often play games know that as long as there are enough trial and error processes and you know the routines of NPCs, you can win even the most difficult boss.

Unless the game company adjusts the values ​​to an unreasonable level, it will definitely be possible to pass. As long as the NPC monsters in the game Mysterious Gate are proficient in the action templates to a certain extent, they can enter and exit the battlefield of tens of thousands of people calmly.

However, if you are facing the top mechanism monsters in the game, no matter how good your skills are, it doesn't mean much.

The group of late-stage mechanism monsters are competing to see who has a stronger mechanism.

"Ahhh... I won!" The scream came, and the noble girl wanted to jump up, run to the duel field, and kiss Akhtar hard.

She was even happier than Akhtar's victory.

Coincidentally, other audiences... especially female audiences, showed strong excitement about Akhtar's victory.

"Will I not be scolded to death if I go to the battle now?" The red-haired strong man touched his bearded chin and began to think whether to wait until after the duel before going out.

But at this moment.

"Next, it is the much-anticipated final duel!" The host began to announce the next duel to everyone present.

"Dragon slayer hero Siegfried, this is the last challenge of His Excellency Akhtar!"

The atmosphere instantly changed from heated to silent.

The audience seemed to have no reaction. Was the host joking or confused, letting Akhtar and dragon slayer hero Siegfried duel.

This was a duel with no chance of winning and a sure defeat.

"Ahem... Don't worry, this is not a duel of life and death!" The host seemed to have anticipated what the audience was thinking.

He explained to everyone.

"This is a challenge. As long as Lord Akhtar can slightly touch His Majesty Siegfried, it will be considered a victory."

"It is not a fight, nor a duel, but a test of excitement. As long as Lord Akhtar can touch His Majesty Siegfried."

"That is a victory, and His Majesty Siegfried's defeat!"

Compared to the previous duel where there was no chance of winning, the current conditions have obviously become very relaxed, and it seems that as long as you work hard, you will have a chance to achieve it.

But anyone who knows Siegfried will never say something wrong about the hope of winning, a man who killed the dragon alone and bathed in dragon blood to obtain a nearly immortal body.

In addition, Siegfried's ability enhancement can greatly enhance his own strength and exert a power comparable to... no, it is a power that exceeds the giant king.

This makes Siegfried a nearly perfect warrior.

"Even so, there is no chance of winning." Someone worriedly said to himself, not optimistic about Ximu's victory.

In response, a red-haired man stood up and flexed his wrist: "A hero is someone who creates the impossible."

"Who are you?" The pupils of the noble girl next to her shrank slightly. When the man next to her stood up, she was shocked to find that the man was huge, close to three meters tall. With just a slap, he could smash her internal organs into mud.

The physical difference between the two sides was like that between a child and an adult.

"I am Siegfried." The red-haired strong man smiled at the girl, looked at the other's surprised eyes, and explained casually:

"After bathing in dragon blood, my body has changed a little, not only my height, but also my hair color." After that, he walked down from the audience, lightly jumped to the duel field, and stood in front of Ximu.

He lowered his head and looked at Ximu.

"Whether it's your skills or your talent, you're strong inside. I'm attracted to you and can't wait to fight you."

"..." Ximu was unmoved and didn't care about what Siegfried said. The game officials probably wanted to give veteran technical players an Easter egg. As long as they performed well in the duel field during the novice period, they could attract the attention of some special NPCs.

Siegfried in front of him was one of them. He was set to pursue strength and loved fighting very much. He was an absolute battle maniac.

And it was precisely because Siegfried was an absolute battle maniac that when he saw the player showing superb skills that did not belong to the current stage, he would be moved to participate in the duel and have a contact with the player.

This contact can trigger the branch plot, and you can also get a lot of secret information about this world, as well as the skill tree of special professions.

The premise is that he can meet Siegfried.

"It feels different from before." Ximu said to Siegfried. For him, a veteran player, no matter what kind of opponent or monster it is, it is not worth being surprised, and it is even more impossible to feel nervous.

And now he actually felt... danger, waves of danger signals constantly poured into his brain from his spine, making him feel that the nerves in his body were wailing.

This game has been greatly optimized and evolved, and it actually made him feel a fear of facing an opponent that he could never defeat and could die at any time.

"This feeling is great." Laughing wildly, Ximu took a step back, waved his sword at Siegfried, and recited the first of the ten shadow magics.

"With my blood, the demon wolf that gnawed the arm of the god, descend here!" As soon as the words fell, the heavy sword split the air and slammed heavily on the sand of the duel field.

Several demon wolves crawled out of the shadows behind him, staring at Siegfried who jumped to the edge of the audience with green eyes.

Two-thirds of the magic power was consumed.

Ximu estimated the amount of his magic power, and then rushed to Siegfried, followed by several magic wolves behind him.

Now he is at the novice stage of level 14, and Siegfried is at level 90 or above, and can also unlock the corresponding passive and abilities.

It is almost impossible to defeat such a mechanism monster in the novice stage. Even if you stand and slash randomly, you can't catch up with Siegfried's blood recovery speed.

Even if you die of exhaustion, you can't kill Siegfried.

"If our strength is under the same conditions, I will definitely lose." Siegfried retreated slightly, avoiding the heavy sword that brushed against his neck, and then took a step to avoid several chasing magic wolves.

Under the huge attribute gap, the reaction speed of both sides is not at the same level. As long as he is willing to attack, he can end the battle in an instant.

However, he is not interested in attacking Akhtar, after all, there is still a princess waiting for Akhtar.

So let this fearless and strong knight go.

Thinking of this, Siegfried planned to slow down his speed so that the knight who was protecting the princess could touch him with the sword.

However, at this moment.

"Death protects me." Ximu chanted a spell, and the death rune on his chest flowed. He prayed to the Witch of Death and borrowed the power of the Witch of Death.

In the case of a huge disparity in strength, it is very difficult to defeat the enemy by yourself, but if you can use the power of a stronger person.

The situation will be completely different.

"You are not a human." Ximu asserted to Siegfried, "A dragon in human skin."

"..." Siegfried's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise. Why does this human know so much about his condition?

But before he could figure it out, the sword had already brushed against his neck, emitting dazzling sparks, although it did not cause any damage.

But it was undoubtedly touched.

"Are you still hiding your strength?" He touched his neck and asked Ximu. The other party obviously increased his speed several times when he made the last knife.

Shaking his head, Ximu replied calmly: "No, I borrowed her power, not hiding my strength."

"Are you a believer of the goddess of death?" Siegfried asked curiously. If someone can be watched by the gods and can borrow the power of the gods, they can indeed gain power beyond themselves.

But this usually depends on whether the gods value you and are willing to lend you their power.

"Yes." Ximu lied without changing his face. He borrowed the power of the witch of death, which is a forbidden object of faith. If he is discovered, he will be hunted down by the church.

But he doesn't care about this at all. For players, as long as they can improve their strength and help themselves pass the game.

Nothing else matters.

Not to mention that the witch of death is the most generous in the game... and the easiest to borrow power.

Other beings require faith, personality, and understanding of the corresponding concepts, but the witch of death doesn't care about any of these.

If you like it, you can lend it to you.

The premise is that you have the ability to bear it and are not eroded by the power of death, causing yourself to be distorted.