Chapter 77 – Like a war god
"I refuse to join Department Six."
As soon as these words left his mouth, even Chasing Wind showed a look of surprise.
Then he seemed to understand Lin Feng's intentions, his eyes filled with admiration, reluctance, and a hint of envy.
"Kid, are you crazy?"
Zhan Hongling was a bit anxious and wanted to step forward to persuade him again.
But Chasing Wind held her back once more.
"This is his own decision, Hongling, let's not interfere. Let's go."
Zhan Hongling seemed to understand as well, looking at the group of players in shock, murmuring, "Could it be that he wants to..."
"Yes, he wants to go on a killing spree."
"He's insane, there are so many people, isn't this just indiscriminate killing?" Zhan Hongling was a bit unwilling.
Chasing Wind smiled bitterly and said, "That's why he doesn't want to join Department Six, he doesn't want to be restrained."
He even felt a bit envious of Lin Feng because Lin Feng knew how he wanted to live his life, to seek revenge when wronged, to fight when challenged.
Unlike them, once they joined Department Six, joined the Imperial Court, they had to obey the laws and regulations of the court, and the free and easy life of the martial world was no longer their concern.
And for people of the martial world, the last thing they needed to worry about was these things.
The court wouldn't meddle too much, if you want to die, just die far away.
When Zhang Lu and the others heard Lin Feng say this, their previously tense hearts completely relaxed, all showing excitement.
The leader was an ugly middle-aged man with a bit of hyperthyroidism, his bulging frog eyes almost popping out.
His aura wasn't even at the quasi-third rate level, but everyone seemed to revolve around him.
The man carried a large knife on his shoulder, like Jackie Chan endorsing a legend.
His face was arrogant as he looked at Lin Feng, his gaze intimidating.
"Kid, do you know who I am?"
Seeing Lin Feng not answering, just slowly taking medicine, he laughed.
"Take your time with the medicine, even if you take ten pounds of Viagra on the spot, you won't be harder than our fifty-plus people."
Everyone laughed heartily, not taking Lin Feng seriously at all.
After all, fifty to one, the numbers were overwhelmingly against him.
Moreover, half of these people were at the quasi-third rate level, the rest were at least between level ten and twenty-five.
Lin Feng, a player not even at level thirty, and having just finished a big battle, was in a weakened state, how could he fight them?
The man said leisurely, "My surname is Kuai, do you know Sister Yu of North City? I'm her husband, now do you know why I'm looking for you?"
"Go on," Lin Feng remained calm, as if discussing business.
Kuai Peng was immediately furious at his attitude, saying, "You killed my wife out of the game, today I'm here to avenge her..."
Before he could finish, Lin Feng suddenly reached out with his left hand, grabbed his clothes and yanked hard, while his right hand punched directly at the opponent's throat!
"Critical hit! -4550x200%!"
Kuai Peng didn't even have time to react before his health bar was emptied, and then everything went black.
Before dying, he only heard Lin Feng leave a 'piece of advice' in his ear.
"Fools often die from talking too much."
Lin Feng's sudden move to take down Kuai Peng left the other players stunned for half a second.
Clearly, they couldn't understand how this kid could be so bold, surrounded by over fifty people, yet he dared to strike first and kill someone??
"Damn! He killed my brother, get him!"
A sturdy female player was the first to react, furious, immediately ordering Lin Feng's death.
But Lin Feng had already charged into the crowd, his palm strikes whistling like a gale, his kicks as fierce as a whip.
Anyone hit by his palm strikes, with the high force combined with the Eight Trigrams Wandering Dragon Palm and Twelve Road Springing Leg skills, had no chance of surviving, dying on the spot.
Why did Lin Feng dare to act without the help of Zhan Hongling and Chasing Wind?
Because he knew that this group of players, none of whom were even level thirty, were like NPCs to him.
When he killed Sister Yu of North City, he fought twenty against one and still had them running for their lives.
Back then, he was not even level twelve and didn't take these players seriously, let alone now.
Even though his internal strength was low and his vitality was down to a quarter, Lin Feng didn't see them as a threat.
"Kill him! My sister said, whoever kills Lin Yanfeng will be rewarded with a million Dragon Coins!"
Kuai Peng's sister screamed madly, streaming live at the moment, with millions of Sister Yu's fans watching, including Sister Yu herself.
Seeing Lin Feng kill Kuai Peng too, Sister Yu was almost exploding with anger.
She immediately raised the previous fifty thousand bounty to a million.
As the saying goes, a heavy reward will bring forth brave men, and over fifty players were fired up, ready to fight for the million Dragon Coins!
Lin Feng was engulfed by the crowd, while outside, Mo Baibai and An Qingxue watched with pale faces.
An Qingxue couldn't help but raise her longbow, wanting to intervene, but was immediately stopped by Mo Baibai.
"Boss, are you crazy?"
"They're bullying our benefactor, I can't stand it!"
"My dear boss, he's doomed, we're just two people, if you make a move, once they're done with Lin Yanfeng, they'll come for you, there's no need to give up our dream of being heroines for an outsider."
"But..."
An Qingxue looked conflicted.
Lin Shiba was also hesitating, feeling more guilt than anything, knowing it was because he brought Zhang Lu over that Lin Feng was surrounded by the Elite Center people.
He wanted to help, but seeing so many people, he reluctantly lowered his spear.
Yes, Lin Feng was already doomed, there was no need to give up his activator and end his journey in The Grand Martial World for a stranger.
Boom!
A loud noise suddenly came from the crowd, as a quasi-third rate player was thrown like trash, crashing into the crowd like a cannonball, knocking over seven or eight players.
Then another muffled sound, another figure flew out, followed by a third, a fourth...
The previously impenetrable crowd was being 'cleared' out.
At the center, Lin Feng was like a war god, under his palms and legs, players fell dead wherever he went.
Lin Feng casually threw someone out, like a bowling ball, knocking down a group.
The terrifying power left these players, who had never seen the world, dazed and confused.
Counterattack? They tried, of course.
But ordinary attacks were like scratching an itch for Lin Feng.
With a defense value of 538, combined with Iron Cloth, Black Gold Armor, and the damage reduction of Turtle Shell Divine Art.
With these players barely breaking a hundred in force, and a Yellow Grade martial art being rare among them, how could they fight?
Most of them had Common Grade martial arts, not to mention whether they could hit Lin Feng.
Although surrounded, Lin Feng's movement technique wasn't very useful.
But the problem was, with everyone crowded together, it was hard for them to hit him too, most of their skills ended up hitting their own people.
This wasn't some online game where you could throw skills without hitting your teammates.
The Grand Martial World was very realistic, you could hurt your enemies, but you could also hurt your teammates.
This group crowded together like a supermarket giveaway, like old folks scrambling for free eggs.
Just stepping on each other could trip them up, expecting them to aim their skills accurately? Not hitting themselves was already good enough.
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Yesterday's three chapters, making up today~