Chapter 2561: The Wrath of Professional Players

Chapter 2561

"Whirring whirring!"

Congcong's fist was like an afterimage.

But Tango Wildcat was agile and kept moving through the afterimages, but was not hit.

Such a picture made Chu Jing in the dark nod slightly.

"A player of this level is so good? This person's body movement should be at the level of a first-line player?"

"Could it be a small dog?"

When Chu Jing muttered.

Tango Wildcats mentality completely exploded.

"Monster! Where did this little girl come from!"

"It's fine if the defense is so amazing, but why is her attack speed so terrifying?"

"I can't even deal with her. If the owner of the little girl takes the opportunity to attack, wouldn't I be defeated?"

"Damn it, I don't want to lose to this kind of opponent with 1500 points!"

Tango Wildcat roared unwillingly.

"Shhhhh!"

Suddenly, something flew over from behind, and Tango Wildcat was hit because it couldn't dodge because it was paying attention to Congcong's fist.

"Wow!"

Two balls of blood burst out.

On Tango Wildcat's back shoulder, two darts appeared along the way.

Poison Explosion Darts!

As an assassin pro gamer.

Tango Wildcats are no strangers to this skill.

So her pupils constricted and she was terrified!

However, the dart has not exploded as expected.

Congcong's fist finally landed on the absent-minded Tango wild cat.

"boom!"

Tango Wildcat flew out like a rubber ball, hit a tree, and fell to the ground.

At that time, only a quarter of the blood line on the top of the head was left! reading books

She climbed up, trying to roll into the forest to survive.

"Pon! Pon!"

Then the two darts on the back shoulder burst apart.

Green poisonous mist engulfed her.

Although she was able to move, her attributes dropped drastically in all aspects, and her speed was extremely slow.

When she rolled into the forest, Congcong came up from behind and hit her on the back with one hand.

An exaggerated damage figure emerged.

Tango Wildcat's life value is emptied, lost!

"Yeah!"

Cong Cong applauded cheerfully, as if he realized that the enemy was very strong this time, and he was very happy to win.

"You defeated the wild cat who likes tango, the arena ranking points +50, and the arena ranking increased to 8954121!"

"I actually added 50 points. Is it because of the winning streak, or because the enemy is very strong?"

Chu Jing smiled, but he didn't pay much attention to it. Anyway, he kept an indifferent attitude towards the arena scores.

"Okay, Cong Cong, let's make the next move!"

...

When Chu Jing simply made a move.

Located in a luxury condominium in Madrid, Spain.

Marsala, who has curly hair, wheat-colored skin, and a wild and healthy beauty, took off her helmet and angrily knocked on the computer desk.

"Not fair! It's not fair at all!"

"This assassin didn't do anything at all, just relying on his pet to defeat me!"

"This is the arena, not the damn outside! What we are after is fairness and fighting!"

"How can this bastard be so despicable?"

The cursing sound attracted the attention of nearby players.

Everyone took off their helmets and looked over with smiles.

"Hey Marsala, what's wrong with you?"

"It's been a long time since I saw you go crazy like this. Did something happen to you?"

The people sitting in the lobby are all professional players of the Night Stand team.

That is Marsala's teammate.

"Just now I couldn't get in the big one. I had nothing to do and I could only play the small one. I didn't know I met a despicable guy!"

Marsala complained for a while, her face was angry, and she was obviously still upset.

After everyone heard the words, they all showed surprise.

"You mean that there is a player who beat you to pieces just by relying on his pet?"

A boy with dark skin and curly black hair was surprised.

"Hey, be careful what you say, I wasn't beaten, I was just suppressed! You don't know, that pet has more than 300 blood points, and its defense is exaggerated... Not only that, but her output is outrageous!"

"After all, she is no worse than the lord-level bosses in those dungeons! Even stronger!"

After describing this meal, the other professional players looked at each other in blank dismay.

Although Marsala has a bit of a temper.

But she never lies.

If so.

Then how perverted is this player's pet?

But in this game, is there such a perverted pet?

Although professional students rarely play a copy to experience the fun of the game.

But they also know a few things.

For example, many local tyrants like to buy battle-shaped pets.

It's just that this kind of pets often have limited strength and can only be regarded as low-level auxiliary partners.

For frontal combat?

That's almost impossible, right?

"Marsala, although rich

There are many players in the game, but none of the local tyrant's pets are as perverted as you said. "

"Marshala, did you admit it wrong? Maybe that guy is not an assassin, but a summoner? The pet, he summoned it?"

Everyone said they couldn't believe it.

Marsala said angrily: "Do you think I'm as stupid as you? Can't even tell the difference between an assassin and a summoner?"

Everyone laughed, and one person even said: "So Marsala, have you recorded the battle video? Why don't you show it to us?"

"Why did I think about video recording in this kind of segmentation? Besides, this is an unfair battle. Why should I record video? Is it just adding shame?"

Marsala spoke excitedly, and everyone laughed.

"Marsala, what do you mean by being so angry now?"

someone asked.

Marsala said angrily: "I'm not reconciled, I want to kill that assassin and let him know that the arena is not a place where rich bastards can run wild."

"It's a pity you lost."

"Hmph, give me another chance, I'm sure I'll win!"

As Marsala said so, after smoking a cigarette, she calmed down, put on the helmet again, and entered the game.

Seeing this, other professional players also became curious and did not continue training.

Instead place Masala's helmet outside.

Observe Marsala's perspective through the huge projector in the hall.

And after Marsala entered the game.

Suddenly realized a problem.

The enemy just now was an anonymous player.

She can't add each other, and she can't invite each other to fight!

"Damn! Why is this happening! No, I can't accept it!"

Marshala roared excitedly, took off her helmet again, and said to other players: "Any one of you has an account with a high winning rate of about 1500 to 2000 points, rank me now, maybe I can meet him! "

Everyone is a professional gamer.

Sometimes high scores can't be ranked.

Then there will be low-section fried fish.

So everyone prepared trumpets.

In Masala's rude words.

The pros kept their heads down, put on their helmets, and started lining up with trumpets.

"I seem to have lined up with an anonymous assassin, Marsala, is it who you said?"

One of the curly-haired professional players suddenly shouted.

Masala gritted her teeth instantly after the projection on the outside of her helmet: "That's him! Ma Jilong, as long as you beat him, I'll buy all the yerba mate tea for the next month!"

"Haha, your words are enough, just wait, my Goddess Masala, I will kill this guy for you, revenge!"

Ma Jilong said excitedly, focusing on the game.

same moment.

Other professional players are also staring at the projection screen in the lobby.

I want to see what that perverted pet looks like.

...

"Well, the opponent's winning percentage this time is quite high."

game world.

After Chu Jing discovered that her enemy was a short goblin warrior, she was a little curious.

I was looking at the profile of this opponent called "Ma Jilong Trumpet".

Chu Jing found that his ranking points were two thousand.

But the winning rate is as high as 95%.

It is very good. wΑp.

"Do you touch power leveling and small dogs one after another?"

"interesting."

Chu Jing smiled playfully, and said to Congcong who was waiting at the pet bar: "Little girl, the opponent will get stronger next time, you have to take it easy, don't lose."

Although Congcong won the battle between Congcong and Tango Wildcat just now.

But it was also because of Chu Jing's help.

Ruochu was shocked and did not make a move.

It was difficult for Cong Cong to win Tango Wildcat all of a sudden.

After all, this guy is agile, not to mention winning.

But after the combat deadline is delayed, it is still possible to get a draw.

Congcong's profile picture flashed one after another.

As if to say no problem.

"Okay little girl, it's your turn to play."

When the countdown reached zero and Chu Jing was about to summon Cong Cong.

His enemy, Ma Jilong, did not rush forward, but said with a smile: "Boy, you made my goddess angry, and I am here for revenge."

"I hope that after you lose, you can obediently apologize to my goddess!"

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Chu Jing showed a puzzled expression: "Are you a friend of that guy just now?"

"That's right, boy, I know you have a lot of bad money, it's just an arena, it's a place for fair and just fighting."

"I hope you leave with your pets and stinky money after you lose, and never set foot here!"

This Ma Jilong said in a very secondary way.

Chu Jing was amused, "It seems that I was mistaken for a boring rich player."

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Not only outside the arena, there are many cases of local rich players bullying civilians.

inside the arena.

There are also some local tyrants who think they are strong and rely on exaggerated equipment to score points.

In the middle and low divisions, everyone's strength gap is not big.

Local tyrants rely on their divine attire, so they can run rampant and bully civilians.

many players were

The bullying was miserable.

The forum is also full of remarks that "local tyrants get out of the arena".

obviously.

Ma Jilong in front of him, because of Cong Cong.

He just regarded himself as a local tyrant who was extremely boring and needed the help of unfair abuse to satisfy his vanity.

"Forget it, Congcong, your brother has been despised. Next, you have to show yourself."

Chu Jing was not angry, and smiled faintly, calling out Congcong.

When Congcong turned into white light and appeared in front of Chu Jing.

The tango wild cat watching the battle behind Ma Jilong gritted his silver teeth and said, "Ma Jilong, this is the little girl. Her defense is terrifying. Don't take it lightly."

"Don't worry, Goddess Marsala, even if it's for you, I won't lose."

"Especially... I also hate this kind of people who come to the arena to play wild because of how much money they have."

"I will avenge you."