Lin Feng seemed to be puffed up with pride.
I won't join a guild. Actually, I'm not that strong. The reason I could kill the wild boar is because I have a Zhuo—
He caught himself mid-sentence and quickly covered his mouth.
His eyes were watchful, and he fell silent.
Xia Yi Wushuang's heart pounded, undisguised greed flashing in his eyes.
A Zhuo, Zhuo what?
Besides a magnificent weapon, what else could allow a lone player, who hadn't even joined a guild, to defeat a wild boar that he himself didn't dare to challenge?
He hadn't expected such an unexpected gain.
If he could truly obtain a magnificent weapon, he was 100% sure he could lead his little band of followers to join the formal ranks of the Xia Yi Alliance.
And from then on, he would reach the pinnacle!
He decided to drop all pretense, his face darkening.
I suspect you stole the heart of the wild boar we from the Xia Yi Alliance killed. Take out everything you have on you!
Lin Feng put on a look of difficulty. This isn't very good, I really didn't take anything from you.
The Gathering Master shouted in distress.
"God, run quickly! These people are bandits!"
Xia Yi Ben Se kicked him directly. "Are you trying to die, you bastard!"
They attacked directly!
Lin Feng quickly took a step back, and four enormous Yellow Turban Warriors appeared before everyone.
"If you dare to make a move, don't blame me for being impolite. My warriors are very strong!"
Seeing Lin Feng's blustering appearance, Xia Yi Ben Se sneered.
"A few useless summoned creatures! What's the point of having many?"
"Brothers, take him down!"
Except for the four Gathering Masters, everyone else attacked.
His eyes were filled with horror, his mind blank.
Xia Yi Ben Se was also dumbfounded.
Even their leader could only deal damage by ignoring defense.
Could the opponent be some top-tier expert?
Before they could ponder further, Lin Feng was already getting impatient.
His current damage output was absolutely unparalleled among players.
Even so, it still took him several sword strikes to finish off a Yellow Turban Warrior.
Were these people still thinking they were fighting a hedgehog?
The combination of sharp weapons and intermediate spells might already be considered a formidable expert in the eyes of ordinary players.
But in his eyes.
Let alone compared to the wild boar, they were no different from level 3 wildcats!
With such trash-level strength, they dared to extort him?
He shook his head dismissively.
"How did the Xia Yi Alliance produce such trash like you!"
Xia Yi Wushuang's expression twisted, and he retorted stubbornly.
"We are the reserve team—"
Before he could finish, the Yellow Turban Warrior swung its iron hammer.
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With just one strike, his body was pulverized into a paste.
A white light flashed, and Xia Yi Wushuang died!
Xia Yi Ben Se was utterly terrified.
"The boss is dead already?"
This guy with the iron hammer not only had incredibly high defense but also such monstrous attack power!
He no longer had any trace of arrogance.
His eyes were vacant, and he was at a loss.
"The boss is dead, should I resist or run?"
A dark shadow flashed before his eyes.
-58!
Before he could react, another hammer strike landed, and he too perished.
At the moment of death, for some reason, he felt a sense of relief.
"Boss, it's not that I'm incompetent."
"I got up, and I was instantly killed. What could I do?"
The tragic deaths of the two men finally made the other team members react.
They had run into a hard nut to crack.
The opponent hadn't even drawn his sword, and his summoned creatures alone instantly killed their two strongest members?
What kind of expert was this?
What was there to fight for!
Their faces turned pale, their bodies trembled, and they were about to scatter and flee.
They had completely forgotten the arrogance they had shown when they first arrived.
How could Lin Feng let them leave so easily?
Mind control activated. Yellow Turban Warrior, Explosive Heavy Hammer, initiate!
The iron hammers in the hands of two Yellow Turban Warriors were raised high and then smashed down fiercely.
Instantly, a violent tremor shook the ground.
-78!
-83!
-78!
-82!
Following that, the other two hammers arrived.
-69!
-62!
-53!
-70!
After these two rounds of hammer strikes, eight people were already lying on the ground.
Only two players remained, frozen in fear, trembling.
Such damage had completely exceeded their understanding.
Were these summoned creatures or a Boss?
Why were they so outrageously strong?
Weren't we supposed to be the ones bullying others?
Why did we encounter such a cruel fate?
The heavy hammers of the Yellow Turban Warriors provided them with the answer.
This was the consequence of provoking Lin Feng.
In the blink of an eye, Xia Yi Wushuang's group of over ten people was completely annihilated!
The Gathering Master, on the other hand, was ecstatic.
Following a god-tier player is too exciting!
As for the exaggerated damage, he accepted it naturally.
It was only logical that the god-tier player's summoned creatures were awesome.
Lin Feng rubbed his nose, slightly dissatisfied.
"What are these pieces of trash, wasting my skills!"
The Gathering Master nodded repeatedly, agreeing.
"Exactly, they don't deserve to be killed by the boss's pets."
Lin Feng said with a laugh, "Meaning you do? Do you want a hammer, perhaps?"
"God, I was just kidding. I'm trash too, I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it."
The Gathering Master's face turned ashen, and he repeatedly shook his head.