As soon as Junzi Ruyu went online, he stood there for a while, but found no trace of anyone he knew around.
Open the panel, the friend list has four people online, brother, Wuhen, old monk and poor monk.
With a poke of his finger, he sent a message to his younger brother and Wuhen respectively: "Where are you?"
Gentleman Rufeng and Mo Zuo Wuhen didn't reply, but a frame suddenly popped up on the panel, with a line written on it——
The player Gentleman Rufeng invites you to enter the arena room to watch the game, do you agree to the invitation?whether.
I didn't think much about it, but the picture in front of me suddenly changed. He appeared on the outer viewing seats of an amphitheater similar to the Roman Colosseum. On the right was his younger brother Junzi Rufeng, and on the left It was the old monk who was very handsome. When they saw him coming, they both turned their heads and smiled at him to say hello.
After nodding his head, Junzi Ruyu's eyes fell on the field in the middle, and he saw people standing on each side.
One side has only two, while the other side has eight.
The PVP this time is not open to public spectators. To spectate the game, only the person with room authority can invite it.
This room was established by Junzi Rufeng, who gave Lao Na and others the authority to invite people, but he was not the one who fought.
"Two people fight eight people, is it really okay?" Gentleman Rufeng looked at the handsome old man with some uncertainty.
The old man is very handsome and he doesn't feel nervous at all: "Don't worry, if Lao Mo doesn't make a fuss, then he will wear eight."
"Is that awesome?!" Gentleman Rufeng was a little in disbelief: "But I didn't hear about you during the closed beta?"
"They didn't participate in the Warriors Competition." The handsome old man shook his head: "Actually, if it wasn't for the provocation from others, they usually wouldn't come to the arena, and they would directly solve it in the wild."
"Then..." Gentleman Rufeng rolled his eyes, curious: "Which one of you has the best PVP skills?"
The handsome old man crossed his arms and thought: "Well... I would say it should be Lao Mo, but his performance is too ups and downs, it all depends on his mood, Ah Ling is about the same as Xiaodao, the worst should be Xue Tuan'er, this girl is too stupid to be played by others."
The gentleman is like the wind: "A Ling... are you saying that the poor are very cold?"
The handsome old man nodded: "Yes, we call him Ling."
"Heavy bow PVP...?" Gentleman Rufeng is a little hard to understand: "Isn't it said that PVP heavy bows are stepped on by tens of thousands of people... After all, the agility is too low, and the venue can't satisfy his super long-range advantage."
"Oh." The old man waved his hand very handsomely: "You will know when you let him play a game someday. If others can't play PVP with heavy bows, then Ah Ling is definitely different. After all..."
As he said that, he pointed at the two people who were arguing because of assigning one person to fight: "Do you think that with their character that doesn't make too much of a big deal, would Ah Ling really play a profession that can't be PVP?"
Junzi Rufeng twitched his mouth and shook his head—he still remembered the day when the gate of the city was blocked!Pindao is very cold and obviously very keen on harvesting other people's heads!How could such a person not play PVP!
"What happened?" Junzi Ruyu asked after hearing the two finished chatting.
Junzi Rufeng also came halfway, so only the handsome old man told Junzi Ruyu what he had posted.
Before and after listening to the incident, Junzi Ruyu looked at the eight people: "Bad guys."
"That's right, the bad guys." The old monk nodded, "So we have to teach the bad guys a lesson."
A gentleman is like the wind supporting his forehead. In fact, he really doesn't understand why the situation has happened to such an extent. It is reasonable to say that if he is not happy, he will leave the guild.
"I don't understand?" The handsome old man seemed to have noticed the doubts of the gentleman Rufeng: "Actually, there is nothing to be suspicious about. This person has always eaten everything but never suffered. Since the members of your guild have provoked him, how could he behave like this?" Just leave the guild as if running away, and he will definitely make those who provoked him pay the price."
"Here." He raised his chin: "Do you think those people are mad?"
The gentleman looked at the eight people like the wind, and as expected, he saw angry expressions on his face, but he would probably die of anger.
"It's started." Junzi Ruyu didn't pay much attention to the content of the exchange between the two, but kept watching the countdown.
The poor monk who played at the beginning was very cool, just now the two were fighting for the first, the poor monk is very cool but he knows someone's urine, let Mo Zou Wuhen be the first to play, he can do it for him 100% It's a matter of wearing eight!
The poor monk played with a cool and calm face, while Mo Zuo Wuhen seemed to sense something, turned his head, and looked exactly at the position where Junzi Ruyu was sitting.
"Wow, just in time." A strange voice suddenly came from the side, the two brothers turned their heads, and saw a man suddenly appeared next to the handsome old man. This man was wearing a black and gold fashion. It looked like a knight or a warrior. Such a profession, if I am not mistaken... This outfit is the most expensive outfit in the mall, and people nicknamed it "Overbearing President Emperor Attack Outfit".
"He treats money like dung, and one of the positions we sold belongs to him." The handsome old man turned his head and explained.
"Oh." Junzi Rufeng nodded, and withdrew his scrutiny.
Gentleman Ruyu still looks unaffected by foreign objects, looking straight at the venue. After all, for him, the existence or non-existence of money as dung does not have any value that can be paid attention to or researched and collected.
At this time, the player who came out from Poor Monk is very cool and the other party has already matched, and it happens to be the swordsman who plays the knife. What is his ID called 82 Sprite?
"Who do you think will win?" Junzi Rufeng asked.
"The poor monk is very cool." The answer was not that the old man was handsome, but a gentleman like jade, and there was no hesitation in that flat voice.
"Why?" Asked, treating money like dung.
"The poor monk is cool and knows how to use a knife." This is a bit ambiguous. Don't all the swordsmen know how to use a knife?
But the old man is very handsome but he understands Brother Yu's meaning: "Brother Yu really has sharp eyes, how do you know that?"
"I've seen the video before." Junzi Ruyu didn't turn his head: "Professional and unprofessional can be seen from the action."
Gentleman Rufeng was a little confused and didn't quite understand: "Brother, the profession you are talking about refers to..."
Gentleman Ruyu raised his hand, pointing at the poor monk who rushed towards the enemy, it was cool: "He has learned sword skills and ancient martial arts in reality."
Eyes wide open in surprise, Gentleman Rufeng focused his eyes on the poor monk who was moving. He was very cool. He found something wrong when he looked at it. Sure enough, if there was a comparison, there would be harm. The opponent's swordsman was obviously relying on his profession The skills he brings, when he has no skills, his movements are very stiff and flustered, not like the poor monk is cool, it is obvious that each of his skills connects very naturally and smoothly, which is typical of some skill only people can do it.
Just like before, he was very puzzled, why Mo Zuo Wuhen's movements were so flexible, in fact, the reason was that these people were not bad in reality.
Swordsman is very similar to Spirit Swordsman in the early stage, but when there are more and more skills in the later stage, the difference can be seen.
The swordsman takes the "crazy" route, his skills are open and closed, he is full of domineering, and his momentum is very compelling.
The poor monk held a long knife very coolly, raised his right hand, and swung away the knife that the opponent had cut from above. Xianyue, shaking the enemy's eyes, also took away a quarter of the opponent's blood.
The opponent was slashed like this, and subconsciously began to dodge back. Seeing that the opponent was three steps away from him, the poor monk stood there and smiled coolly, and used a three-in-a-row blast.
Swordsman is a very oppressive profession. It is easy to lose money when confronted head-on with swordsman, but you must work hard to fight swordsman. Once you retreat and hesitate, swordsman can make you doubt your life.
The three-in-a-row blast is a skill rewarded to him by the branch line, which is a very deceptive skill.
Anyone who has played with a knife knows that the moment the knife is unsheathed is very important, but those who have never played with a knife certainly do not know.
The three-in-a-row gale is to return the sword to the sheath after the opponent retreats, making a false impression of deception. At this time, people who are completely ignorant of this skill will definitely rush forward when the opponent returns to the sheath. No, when the swordsman on the other side saw that the poor monk put his sword back into its sheath coolly, he rushed over immediately.
At this time, the poor monk bowed very coolly and extremely fast, and touched the handle of the knife with his right hand. At a speed that is difficult for human eyes to catch, accompanied by a tearing sound like cutting the air, the cold light came out of his body.
The first strike of the three consecutive Gale Slash, unsheathed Slash.
After unsheathing and dealing damage to the frontal enemy, the opponent's swordsman closed his eyes due to the pain and the light of the sword, and opened his eyes again to find that the poor monk is cool no longer in front of his eyes. After going down a bit, and turning around, he still couldn't catch the cool figure of the poor monk, and the next second, a cold light fell from the sky. If it wasn't for the game, he would probably be split in half by the knife from top to bottom.
The second blow of the three consecutive blasts, quickly moved to the enemy's back, the long knife was slashed from bottom to top, and jumped into the air with the force of the upward swing, and connected with the third blow of the three consecutive blasts to open the mountain.
However, the three consecutive blows are a very magical skill. The damage of other multi-level skills is getting higher and higher, and the three consecutive blows have the highest damage in the first hit, followed by the second two hits, but if the last hit is successful The target is a buff that will cause the target to bleed for a period of time.
Fortunately, it is in the arena. If it is in the wild, the poor monk is cool, and the opponent's swordsman is already cold, but it won't be half of the blood as it is now.
"Awesome!" Gentleman Rufeng patted his thigh excitedly: "It seems that Brother Dao can still wear four in one."
Junzi Ruyu blinked his eyes, and suddenly when several people were excited, he said plainly: "The first strike of the triple combo is 3 seconds earlier, 5 centimeters away from the weak point, and the second strike is delayed by 2 seconds."
The gentleman helped his forehead helplessly like the wind: "...Brother..."
"Pfft!" The handsome old man couldn't help but cover his mouth, the poor monk was cool and heard it, and even turned his head to look at them helplessly during the fight.
Looking at money like dung, he looked at Junzi Ruyu curiously, and asked the handsome old man next to him: "This... is a bit strange."
The handsome old man moved his butt to one side: "Look more at PK and less nonsense, you didn't come here to be curious about my friend."
He bared his teeth as money was like dung, and after taking a look at Junzi Ruyu, he still paid attention to the battle situation. After all, the purpose of his coming here was to see if this team was worth the money he spent to buy a position.
The author has something to say: _(:з」∠)_Swordsman actually incorporates some characteristics of ancient swordsman. Although this is a magical game, since it is made by Chinese people, there will be some cultural characteristics in it. But it won't be too obvious, everyone, don't worry too much about whether it will be a show or not.
I found out that the biggest headache for me writing these fight scenes is that I have the way and effect of the skill display in my mind, but!I can't think of anything to name it!So angry!Heads are bald!
Open the panel, the friend list has four people online, brother, Wuhen, old monk and poor monk.
With a poke of his finger, he sent a message to his younger brother and Wuhen respectively: "Where are you?"
Gentleman Rufeng and Mo Zuo Wuhen didn't reply, but a frame suddenly popped up on the panel, with a line written on it——
The player Gentleman Rufeng invites you to enter the arena room to watch the game, do you agree to the invitation?whether.
I didn't think much about it, but the picture in front of me suddenly changed. He appeared on the outer viewing seats of an amphitheater similar to the Roman Colosseum. On the right was his younger brother Junzi Rufeng, and on the left It was the old monk who was very handsome. When they saw him coming, they both turned their heads and smiled at him to say hello.
After nodding his head, Junzi Ruyu's eyes fell on the field in the middle, and he saw people standing on each side.
One side has only two, while the other side has eight.
The PVP this time is not open to public spectators. To spectate the game, only the person with room authority can invite it.
This room was established by Junzi Rufeng, who gave Lao Na and others the authority to invite people, but he was not the one who fought.
"Two people fight eight people, is it really okay?" Gentleman Rufeng looked at the handsome old man with some uncertainty.
The old man is very handsome and he doesn't feel nervous at all: "Don't worry, if Lao Mo doesn't make a fuss, then he will wear eight."
"Is that awesome?!" Gentleman Rufeng was a little in disbelief: "But I didn't hear about you during the closed beta?"
"They didn't participate in the Warriors Competition." The handsome old man shook his head: "Actually, if it wasn't for the provocation from others, they usually wouldn't come to the arena, and they would directly solve it in the wild."
"Then..." Gentleman Rufeng rolled his eyes, curious: "Which one of you has the best PVP skills?"
The handsome old man crossed his arms and thought: "Well... I would say it should be Lao Mo, but his performance is too ups and downs, it all depends on his mood, Ah Ling is about the same as Xiaodao, the worst should be Xue Tuan'er, this girl is too stupid to be played by others."
The gentleman is like the wind: "A Ling... are you saying that the poor are very cold?"
The handsome old man nodded: "Yes, we call him Ling."
"Heavy bow PVP...?" Gentleman Rufeng is a little hard to understand: "Isn't it said that PVP heavy bows are stepped on by tens of thousands of people... After all, the agility is too low, and the venue can't satisfy his super long-range advantage."
"Oh." The old man waved his hand very handsomely: "You will know when you let him play a game someday. If others can't play PVP with heavy bows, then Ah Ling is definitely different. After all..."
As he said that, he pointed at the two people who were arguing because of assigning one person to fight: "Do you think that with their character that doesn't make too much of a big deal, would Ah Ling really play a profession that can't be PVP?"
Junzi Rufeng twitched his mouth and shook his head—he still remembered the day when the gate of the city was blocked!Pindao is very cold and obviously very keen on harvesting other people's heads!How could such a person not play PVP!
"What happened?" Junzi Ruyu asked after hearing the two finished chatting.
Junzi Rufeng also came halfway, so only the handsome old man told Junzi Ruyu what he had posted.
Before and after listening to the incident, Junzi Ruyu looked at the eight people: "Bad guys."
"That's right, the bad guys." The old monk nodded, "So we have to teach the bad guys a lesson."
A gentleman is like the wind supporting his forehead. In fact, he really doesn't understand why the situation has happened to such an extent. It is reasonable to say that if he is not happy, he will leave the guild.
"I don't understand?" The handsome old man seemed to have noticed the doubts of the gentleman Rufeng: "Actually, there is nothing to be suspicious about. This person has always eaten everything but never suffered. Since the members of your guild have provoked him, how could he behave like this?" Just leave the guild as if running away, and he will definitely make those who provoked him pay the price."
"Here." He raised his chin: "Do you think those people are mad?"
The gentleman looked at the eight people like the wind, and as expected, he saw angry expressions on his face, but he would probably die of anger.
"It's started." Junzi Ruyu didn't pay much attention to the content of the exchange between the two, but kept watching the countdown.
The poor monk who played at the beginning was very cool, just now the two were fighting for the first, the poor monk is very cool but he knows someone's urine, let Mo Zou Wuhen be the first to play, he can do it for him 100% It's a matter of wearing eight!
The poor monk played with a cool and calm face, while Mo Zuo Wuhen seemed to sense something, turned his head, and looked exactly at the position where Junzi Ruyu was sitting.
"Wow, just in time." A strange voice suddenly came from the side, the two brothers turned their heads, and saw a man suddenly appeared next to the handsome old man. This man was wearing a black and gold fashion. It looked like a knight or a warrior. Such a profession, if I am not mistaken... This outfit is the most expensive outfit in the mall, and people nicknamed it "Overbearing President Emperor Attack Outfit".
"He treats money like dung, and one of the positions we sold belongs to him." The handsome old man turned his head and explained.
"Oh." Junzi Rufeng nodded, and withdrew his scrutiny.
Gentleman Ruyu still looks unaffected by foreign objects, looking straight at the venue. After all, for him, the existence or non-existence of money as dung does not have any value that can be paid attention to or researched and collected.
At this time, the player who came out from Poor Monk is very cool and the other party has already matched, and it happens to be the swordsman who plays the knife. What is his ID called 82 Sprite?
"Who do you think will win?" Junzi Rufeng asked.
"The poor monk is very cool." The answer was not that the old man was handsome, but a gentleman like jade, and there was no hesitation in that flat voice.
"Why?" Asked, treating money like dung.
"The poor monk is cool and knows how to use a knife." This is a bit ambiguous. Don't all the swordsmen know how to use a knife?
But the old man is very handsome but he understands Brother Yu's meaning: "Brother Yu really has sharp eyes, how do you know that?"
"I've seen the video before." Junzi Ruyu didn't turn his head: "Professional and unprofessional can be seen from the action."
Gentleman Rufeng was a little confused and didn't quite understand: "Brother, the profession you are talking about refers to..."
Gentleman Ruyu raised his hand, pointing at the poor monk who rushed towards the enemy, it was cool: "He has learned sword skills and ancient martial arts in reality."
Eyes wide open in surprise, Gentleman Rufeng focused his eyes on the poor monk who was moving. He was very cool. He found something wrong when he looked at it. Sure enough, if there was a comparison, there would be harm. The opponent's swordsman was obviously relying on his profession The skills he brings, when he has no skills, his movements are very stiff and flustered, not like the poor monk is cool, it is obvious that each of his skills connects very naturally and smoothly, which is typical of some skill only people can do it.
Just like before, he was very puzzled, why Mo Zuo Wuhen's movements were so flexible, in fact, the reason was that these people were not bad in reality.
Swordsman is very similar to Spirit Swordsman in the early stage, but when there are more and more skills in the later stage, the difference can be seen.
The swordsman takes the "crazy" route, his skills are open and closed, he is full of domineering, and his momentum is very compelling.
The poor monk held a long knife very coolly, raised his right hand, and swung away the knife that the opponent had cut from above. Xianyue, shaking the enemy's eyes, also took away a quarter of the opponent's blood.
The opponent was slashed like this, and subconsciously began to dodge back. Seeing that the opponent was three steps away from him, the poor monk stood there and smiled coolly, and used a three-in-a-row blast.
Swordsman is a very oppressive profession. It is easy to lose money when confronted head-on with swordsman, but you must work hard to fight swordsman. Once you retreat and hesitate, swordsman can make you doubt your life.
The three-in-a-row blast is a skill rewarded to him by the branch line, which is a very deceptive skill.
Anyone who has played with a knife knows that the moment the knife is unsheathed is very important, but those who have never played with a knife certainly do not know.
The three-in-a-row gale is to return the sword to the sheath after the opponent retreats, making a false impression of deception. At this time, people who are completely ignorant of this skill will definitely rush forward when the opponent returns to the sheath. No, when the swordsman on the other side saw that the poor monk put his sword back into its sheath coolly, he rushed over immediately.
At this time, the poor monk bowed very coolly and extremely fast, and touched the handle of the knife with his right hand. At a speed that is difficult for human eyes to catch, accompanied by a tearing sound like cutting the air, the cold light came out of his body.
The first strike of the three consecutive Gale Slash, unsheathed Slash.
After unsheathing and dealing damage to the frontal enemy, the opponent's swordsman closed his eyes due to the pain and the light of the sword, and opened his eyes again to find that the poor monk is cool no longer in front of his eyes. After going down a bit, and turning around, he still couldn't catch the cool figure of the poor monk, and the next second, a cold light fell from the sky. If it wasn't for the game, he would probably be split in half by the knife from top to bottom.
The second blow of the three consecutive blasts, quickly moved to the enemy's back, the long knife was slashed from bottom to top, and jumped into the air with the force of the upward swing, and connected with the third blow of the three consecutive blasts to open the mountain.
However, the three consecutive blows are a very magical skill. The damage of other multi-level skills is getting higher and higher, and the three consecutive blows have the highest damage in the first hit, followed by the second two hits, but if the last hit is successful The target is a buff that will cause the target to bleed for a period of time.
Fortunately, it is in the arena. If it is in the wild, the poor monk is cool, and the opponent's swordsman is already cold, but it won't be half of the blood as it is now.
"Awesome!" Gentleman Rufeng patted his thigh excitedly: "It seems that Brother Dao can still wear four in one."
Junzi Ruyu blinked his eyes, and suddenly when several people were excited, he said plainly: "The first strike of the triple combo is 3 seconds earlier, 5 centimeters away from the weak point, and the second strike is delayed by 2 seconds."
The gentleman helped his forehead helplessly like the wind: "...Brother..."
"Pfft!" The handsome old man couldn't help but cover his mouth, the poor monk was cool and heard it, and even turned his head to look at them helplessly during the fight.
Looking at money like dung, he looked at Junzi Ruyu curiously, and asked the handsome old man next to him: "This... is a bit strange."
The handsome old man moved his butt to one side: "Look more at PK and less nonsense, you didn't come here to be curious about my friend."
He bared his teeth as money was like dung, and after taking a look at Junzi Ruyu, he still paid attention to the battle situation. After all, the purpose of his coming here was to see if this team was worth the money he spent to buy a position.
The author has something to say: _(:з」∠)_Swordsman actually incorporates some characteristics of ancient swordsman. Although this is a magical game, since it is made by Chinese people, there will be some cultural characteristics in it. But it won't be too obvious, everyone, don't worry too much about whether it will be a show or not.
I found out that the biggest headache for me writing these fight scenes is that I have the way and effect of the skill display in my mind, but!I can't think of anything to name it!So angry!Heads are bald!
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