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Chapter 140 If only every day could be like this

Often, even when speaking different languages, one can still sense mockery and contempt.

Cloud Roar simply could not tolerate this attitude from the players.

He was willing to pay any heavy price.

"die!"

Yun abandoned all defenses and poured all his power into this one strike, slashing down at the campus spring scenery.

This strike embodied all his anger.

Nearly eighty streams of blood energy circulated wildly within Yunhou's body, almost forming a complete meridian system, providing him with explosive power.

Seeing the menacing blow coming at them, the campus spring scenery finally gave up its playful thoughts.

"Should I avoid your sharp edge?"

He threw down the giant shield, drew his bone knife, and his blood energy surged wildly as he charged forward head-on.

This guy plays games in a very cautious style, mainly to avoid fighting strong opponents.

Yunhou had already been labeled as a weakling by him, so naturally there was no reason for him to back down.

clang!

Another loud bang.

This time, the two powerful forces collided, and the resulting shockwaves caused the withered leaves and wild grass underfoot to stick firmly to the ground.

He felt a sudden numbness in his arms, and his feet sank into the ground to a depth of more than half a foot.

Yunhou's condition was even worse; the muscles in his arm were torn apart by the recoil, and the wound on his hand had deepened, causing blood to drip down the hilt of his sword.

The two separated, their eyes meeting. Yunhou's eyes still burned with fierce anger, while the spring scenery of the campus evoked a touch of melancholy.

"This game even has an emotion system for the monsters, it makes me almost reluctant to attack them."

"Who exactly are you?" Yunhou squeezed out the question through gritted teeth, his voice hoarse as if sandpaper were being rubbed.

The campus spring scenery responded with a smile that was hard to understand, but still polite.

Yunhou attacked again in a fit of rage.

This time, he did not intend to achieve his goal in one battle. He had already realized that although the human in front of him was strong, his combat skills did not seem to be very proficient.

Relying on his rich combat experience, Yunhou continuously swung his sword, the blade flashing like snow, an endless stream.

Ultimately, with one strike, even the springtime romance on campus couldn't withstand the onslaught.

This approach of using one's strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses does indeed make it easier to spot mistakes in dealing with campus springtime events.

Faced with the blinding flash of the blade, the campus spring scenery was momentarily in a sorry state, and the situation looked extremely dangerous during the defense.

"Spare me."

Perhaps it was because they were being suppressed by the perceived minor monsters that the springtime atmosphere on campus became increasingly unpleasant.

He quickly seized the opportunity and grabbed the hilt of the sword that Yunhou was slashing at him.

The knife cut deep into the palm of the hand, so deep that the bone was visible.

However, upon seeing this scene, Yunhou showed no joy whatsoever; instead, his heart tightened.

The spring scenery on campus makes me chuckle.

The wound looked horrifying, but to him it was completely negligible.

He tilted his head and glared at Yunhou: "Now you're out of options, aren't you? Why can't you just obediently die?"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly thrust the bone knife upwards.

Where the blade passed, Yunhou's skin was torn open; if it had gone any deeper, it might have split Yunhou in two on the spot.

The gushing blood splattered across the spring scenery of the campus.

Yunhou weakly released his grip on the bone knife and collapsed to the ground.

His body twitched slightly, indicating that he was on his deathbed.

Filled with resentment, he turned to look at the battlefield where his men were fighting against other players.

Not only him, but other Roaring Clan warriors were also in a precarious situation. In front of players who could roam freely in the Eight Alleys and the entire district, ordinary Roaring Clan warriors had no chance of fighting them.

Players have expressed some sentiments, noting that there are very few evenly matched battles in this game.

From the moment I started playing this game, I've mostly encountered one-sided massacres.

However, this time, the killer is the player.

"withdraw----"

With its last ounce of strength, Yunhou let out a roar.

He knew they had already lost, and if they continued fighting, they would only be wiped out.

Upon hearing the order, the remaining Roaring Clan warriors felt as if they had been granted a pardon and turned to run away.

Several Roar Clan warriors were preparing to come forward to rescue Cloud Roar, but they were all quickly cut down by the protective Campus Spring Colors.

Everything else is irrelevant, but I definitely can't let the monsters I worked so hard to kill be stolen.

"Trying to run? Too late!"

Dog Brother roared and swayed as he prepared to stop the monsters.

After all, after fighting for so long, there weren't many Roar Clan warriors left, and they had basically lost their will to fight.

"Brothers, don't let them get away!"

"Kill them!"

Even the weakest among them, Dog Bro, is so brave. Seeing this, the older brothers were even more unwilling to be outdone, and they charged forward with roars.

For them, this was not just a battle, but a frenzied hunt.

As Yunhou listened to the screams of his men and watched the remaining warriors of his tribe being killed one after another, it felt as if the last bit of strength in his heart had been drained away.

He collapsed to the ground, his vision began to blur, and the noise around him gradually faded away, leaving only the faint sound of his own heartbeat.

Am I really going to die here?

To die like a stray dog ​​at the hands of these human "madmen"?

No----

"Oh, poor little guy, he's not going to make it."

Campus Spring Scenery squatted down next to Yunhou, of course unaware of what Yunhou was thinking.

He simply looked at the resentful look in those eyes, clicked his tongue twice, and then reached out and grabbed Yunhou's neck with both hands: "It's alright."

The spring scenery on campus looks up straight ahead, as if it's having a conversation with someone.

There are two kinds of pain: pain that makes you stronger, and pain that is meaningless and just tormenting. I have no patience for meaningless things. What I need at this time is someone who is proactive, someone who can do things that make people unhappy.

That's enough.

Before he could finish speaking, he was abruptly interrupted by the meat pouch.

Roupeng spat in annoyance, "Who are you putting on this for? Hurry up."

At this moment, the shouts of battle around us had disappeared, and the dense forest returned to its usual silence.

Of the nearly one hundred Howling Clan warriors, only a few lucky ones managed to escape; the rest perished under the players' blades.

For Dog Brother and his old buddies, this encounter was incredibly easy. The blood energy from just any Roaring Clan warrior's remains was enough for the player to cultivate several strands of blood energy after being refined and absorbed.

Now is the time for players to reap the rewards of their battles. They don't have time to clean up the battlefield, so they all sit down cross-legged and compete for these unclaimed "experience points".

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

The old brothers, having finally absorbed all the blood essence, couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"If there were groups of wild monsters like this everywhere near the starting village, there would be no need to collect Blood Qi Pills."

"Once the public beta launches, there should be more of these mobs, right?"

With nearly a hundred warriors from the criminal tribe, each of them could obtain seven or eight remains of other warriors from the criminal tribe, which increased the average level of these old brothers by about twenty.

It's worth mentioning that springtime on campus remains sluggish, not even having opened its eyes yet.