Survival game for all: The max-level boss wins easily everyday!

His clothes were disheveled and wrinkled like a rag. His eye sockets were sunken, bloodshot like a winding stream in the night, and the dark blue under his eyes was deep and heavy.

There were several long bloodstains on Wu Tianjin's cheeks, some deep and some shallow. However, the most frightening thing was the shocking bloodstain on his left shoulder.

Layer upon layer of white gauze wrapped his neck and shoulders, but the glaring red still stubbornly seeped through, staining the entire gauze.

A whole day had passed since Wu Tianjin entered here. He appeared in the teaching building, but before Wu Tianjin could figure out what was going on, he was chased by a fierce ghost.

The opponent was very strong, and Wu Tianjin almost died at its hands as soon as they met.

At the beginning, Wu Tianjin was holding the props in his hands and was full of energy when facing the evil ghost, and he was thinking about whether he could kill the other party.

But then the wound on his neck shattered this idea. The opponent was too strong. They were not on the same level at all.

Wu Tianjin had no choice but to escape.

As time passed, Wu Tianjin hid in the teaching building. His props were used up little by little, and his recovery medicines were also used up. The wounds on his body increased.

The most important thing is that he has not eaten, drunk or had time to rest here, and his body can no longer hold on.

"Hehe~" Wu Tianjin closed his eyes and suddenly chuckled, his voice full of bitterness.

"Am I going to die here?"

The tables and chairs in front of Wu Tianjin seemed to start turning over. Before he fell into coma, he seemed to see his sick mother at home.

Before the national game started, he worked overtime for two consecutive days in the company just to earn medical expenses for his mother.

After entering the game, with a little expectation, Wu Tianjin never dared to look for her in the channel again. In that case, no response meant there was still a glimmer of hope.

Now, he regretted it a little...

Accompanied by a series of loud noises in his ears, that was the sound of the desk falling to the ground, and Wu Tianjin completely lost consciousness.

But things were not as bad as Wu Tianjin thought.

Just when the evil ghost found his hiding place and tried to break in, Xiao Jin also rushed over.

Xiao Jin rushed through the blazing wall of fire formed by explosive bombs without any hesitation or retreat. Her eyes were like a sharp sword piercing through the fog, staring straight at the frightening tall figure standing in front of the door.

This figure seemed like a demon walking out from the depths of hell. He was more than two meters tall, and every inch of his muscles was tense, revealing a power and oppression that should not be underestimated.

A thick chain forged from an unknown metal was tightly wrapped around its body like a poisonous snake. The surface of the chain had a cold luster, and every time it swayed gently with its movement, it would leave a harsh rustling sound on the ground.

The end of the chain hung casually on the ground, and the tip occasionally scratched the hard stone slab, splashing a series of sparks, adding a bit of eeriness.

Each of its hands held an extremely sharp boning knife. The blade was long and narrow, and shone with a cold light, as if it could easily cut a human body. There were also dark red bloodstains on it that had been stained at some unknown time and place.

However, Xiao Jin discovered that its left leg was slightly staggering while walking, and the high and low steps revealed a certain incoordination. It was this point that unexpectedly caused Wu Tianjin to be in danger several times and avoid the pursuit of the tall ghost.

Its face was even more terrifying, as if it had been cut by countless sharp blades. Its skin was wrinkled and bloody, and its original appearance was almost unrecognizable.

Especially the left eye, where a seemingly ordinary pen was deeply embedded in it, leaving only a small section exposed.

As soon as the two sides met, the one-eyed, lame ghost waved the bone-chopping knife in his hand and rushed towards Xiao Jin.

Over there, Han Chuan was hiding in the corner very skillfully.

Xiao Jin did not retreat, but rushed forward with the long sword in his hand, facing the bone-chopping knife that was pressing down like a mountain. The two blades collided, and a deafening sound of metal clashing instantly burst out.

Xiao Jin grabbed the broken shadow with a little force. Facing this impact force that should not be underestimated, Xiao Jin's mouth curled up with a cold smile. Her fingertips moved slightly, and two cards flashing with strange light turned into a bright light in her palm, and then were ruthlessly crushed.

As the [Strength Card] and [Acceleration Card] shattered, a tremendous force instantly flowed into Xiao Jin's limbs and bones, causing her momentum to increase sharply.

This time when facing the one-eyed evil ghost again, Xiao Jin was not at all at a disadvantage. The blessing of the [Acceleration Card] made her as swift as a ghost. She left a trail of afterimages in the narrow corridor and moved freely.

Every time the sword was swung, it was precise and fatal, leaving shocking scars on the opponent's seemingly indestructible body.

"Roar!!!"

As if angered, the one-eyed ghost's roar seemed to tear the night sky apart, and the deafening roar was mixed with endless resentment and anger.

Its body shook violently, and the black air surging around it was like dark clouds swept up by a strong wind, surging and surging with a breath of death and despair, instantly swallowing up the surrounding light.

Han Chuan witnessed this scene, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked at Xiao Jin who was gradually being swallowed by the black air with worry.

In the black fog, Xiao Jin's world became chaotic and it was so quiet that he could only hear his own breathing and heartbeat.

In this deadly moment, a biting chill rose from the spine, and then, an inky black chain silently emerged from the darkness, as flexible as a poisonous snake, and strangled Xiao Jin's slender neck.

Xiao Jin's reaction was as fast as lightning. She instinctively sensed the danger and quickly held the broken shadow in front of her eyes with her right hand.

“Clang!

The blade flashed with cold light and made a crisp sound when it hit the chain.

The muscles in Xiao Jin's arms were tense and veins bulged, but the long sword remained motionless. No matter how the chain tightened and strangled him, it could never wrap around Xiao Jin's neck.

Then Xiao Jin turned her left hand, and a [Talisman to Suppress Evil] appeared in the palm of her hand, which she stuck on the chain in front of her.

The moment the talisman came into contact with the chain, a hissing sound accompanied by smoke emerged from the junction. Black fog surged, as if its power was blocked by the talisman. The evil ghost behind it had to let go and let the chain slide down.

Seizing this opportunity, Xiao Jin leaped up, the tip of the knife cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, and stabbed towards the place he sensed behind him.

The one-eyed ghost seemed to be aware of the danger, but it was too late. A flash of astonishment appeared in its empty eye sockets. It wanted to dodge sideways, but the long knife had already pierced its chest accurately.