Fantasy Westward Journey: My Big Anchor System

After listening to Donghai Luo Hongchen talking about the hardware of the white-clothed man of Donghai, Feng Jun was a little stunned.

"This world is too crazy. Each piece of equipment is so abnormal. A level 80 male head with no level limit? Besides being level 80, it has no other special effects? How can such a helmet be made of twelve-forged red agate?

My levelless anger belt has only just been forged with twelve black gems.

Also, a level 70 beast necklace without level?" Feng Jun looked a little surprised, thinking that these people really had too much money to spare.

He had just secured his position as the number one elite force in the Tang Dynasty a short while ago, but now it seemed that he had lost this position.

Feng Jun was really depressed because he hadn't even started to warm up to the throne of number one before it was kicked off.

Whether it is the man in white from Donghai, Jiuyou Huashao or the manager of the Red Man Hall, their hardware is not inferior to Feng Jun, and it can even be said that they have surpassed him to a certain extent.

The investment of these people is simply inhumane. Just as Feng Jun said just now, why should an extremely ordinary level 80 helmet be made of twelve-forged red agate?

Especially when gems are quite expensive nowadays, these people are willing to put such high-quality gems on such equipment.

"Someone is furious and helpless." Jiuyou Yumo's voice was also heard in the voice.

"Get lost. I'm telling you, your bosses, do you really not regard money as money? How about you go and ask your eldest brother to give me a favor and lose to me on purpose? I'll give each of them a red envelope of 200 yuan?" Feng Jun said, scratching his head embarrassedly.

"Two hundred? Brother Jun, I think it's better for you to go and negotiate this matter yourself." Donghai Luohongchen's eyes twitched. He didn't expect Feng Jun's thinking to be so unconventional. He actually wanted to use two hundred yuan to get rid of several rich bosses.

"Brother Jun, it will be difficult for us to defeat them in this situation. The strength of the East China Sea team of white-clothed men is not weak at all. They are not inferior to us at all." Hongrenguan Ga Le said repeatedly.

"We have to fight even if it's difficult. Are we going to surrender and not fight? It seems that surrendering and not fighting is not impossible?" Feng Jun said helplessly, spreading his hands.

"Brother Jun, we have to fight." Jiuyou Wuqing said successively.

"I was just joking. Okay, get ready, the second game is about to begin." Feng Jun said solemnly.

Having already defeated Huimo Zui Qingcheng's team, there are only two competitions left, and they are only one step away from the top three places. It is naturally impossible for Feng Jun to give up at this point.

Although the team of the men in white from the East China Sea is a bit stronger, Feng Jun's team is also not bad at all.

Everyone's hardware is quite powerful, and we'll only know who wins or loses after the game.

Time passed slowly, and the second competition began slowly. This time, the team Feng Jun faced was the team temporarily formed by the white-clothed men from the East China Sea.

The man in white from the East China Sea, such a top Tang Dynasty in ancient times, once a legendary Tang Dynasty, this time was the first time he met Feng Jun.

As the battle scenes unfold, passionate and high-pitched music also begins to play.

There are five people standing on the opposite side of the battlefield: the man in white from the East China Sea (Tang Dynasty), I don’t like flying planes (Lion Camel Ridge), the cheerful and sunny big boy (Dragon Palace), the lemon-scented girl (Hell), and the Zhang family’s little calf (Fangcun Mountain).

It was a standard three-attack lineup, and the formation was also the Fengyang Formation.

When Feng Jun saw the Feng Yang Formation set up by the white-clothed man from the East China Sea, he was also stunned. He did not expect that the white-clothed man from the East China Sea would choose such a lineup.

After a brief moment of surprise, Feng Jun immediately started cursing.

Because this time Feng Jun activated the Eagle Roar Formation, but now the formation was directly defeated by the white-clothed man from the East China Sea.

"I really give in. I'm really defeated." Feng Jun scratched his head helplessly and said.

Feng Jun initially thought that the man on the other side did not have a daughter, and knowing that he had a levelless anger belt, the man in white from the East China Sea would most likely activate a formation called the Bird Flying Formation.

After all, there is a saying that has been circulating in the Fantasy Westward Journey competition circle: whoever is faster will win the world.

Feng Jun thought that the man in white from the East China Sea was most likely trying to gain some speed, but he had no idea that he would end up using a Feng Yang Formation, a formation that perfectly matched his three-attack lineup.

This also completely thwarted Feng Jun's cunning idea of ​​using the Eagle Howl Formation to defeat the Bird Flying Formation.

Now, not only is there no big counter to the opponent, but the opponent has caught a big counter to it. The Wind Rising Formation is a big counter to the Eagle Howling Formation.

"You end up losing more than you gain, Brother Jun. This time it's going to be a bit difficult." Jiuyou said helplessly, with a hint of despair in his eyes.

If the formation was greatly countered, it almost meant that half of the battle was lost. At the beginning, everyone was also under the influence of Feng Jun, firmly believing that the man in white from the East China Sea would use the bird flying formation to gain speed, and their eagle howling formation could perfectly counter it.

Now when they saw the opponent activate the Fengyang Formation, they were all shocked. They had never expected such a situation to occur.

"There is a traitor. Stop the transaction." Feng Jun said embarrassedly.

"Brother Jun, I didn't leak anything. You have the final say on which lineup to start." Donghai Luohongchen's voice was heard hurriedly in the voice chat.

"Hehe, I'm just joking. Relax, don't be so nervous. It's nothing if we're strongly countered. We won't necessarily lose. What's more, we still have to control the entire field speed plus the physical speed." Feng Jun said with a chuckle.

Since the white-clothed man from the East China Sea does not have a daughter village, and the Eagle Roar Formation's second position has a 15% speed bonus, it is almost certain that the fastest player in the field will fall into the hands of Donghai Luo Hongchen.

As for the physical speed, Feng Jun still has full confidence. After all, the shoes he is wearing are simple broken shoes with full attributes, not to mention the twelve-forged levelless anger belt.

As long as Feng Jun doesn't encounter the weird Datang, he will never lose his physical first speed.

Under Feng Jun's adjustment, everyone seemed not as depressed as before, and they felt a lot more at ease.

"Come on, let's start. The Tang Dynasty has raised the beast. My daughter will directly give me the Fangcun opposite to Xiaoli. Wuzhuang is smiling at the underworld, and the underworld is smiling at the Tang Dynasty.

High-speed death, just shoot the opposite side's Fangcun, as for the other good and evil, clear the opposite side's daughter's baby for me." Feng Jun gave orders in an orderly manner.

After hearing what Feng Jun said, everyone was stunned. They had never expected Feng Jun to issue such an order. In the opening three smiles, this was completely beyond everyone's imagination.

Such a command, even though several people have experienced countless battles, has never seen the situation in the opening three smiles.