Chapter 362: Former Friends (55)
Ding San held the bamboo slip he just picked up and felt that he was lucky today.
A bamboo slip is worth five hundred spirit seeds. Although the price of second-hand ones is discounted, it is still a good income.
After selling it, you can buy some elixirs to replenish your health. After all, the fights have been too severe recently and your blood energy has been severely depleted.
Returning to his hut, he contacted the buyer and prepared to take a look at what was inside. He might be able to see some useful skills and maybe make another fortune.
"The game "Zongmen Little Fighter", what the hell is this?"
Curiously, he opened the spell and injected mana. He was surprised to find an illusion appearing in front of him. He was so startled that he immediately took a step back and looked at the illusion in front of him warily.
After just watching for a while, he found that the illusion in front of him did not attack him further, but stayed in mid-air and pointed to a location.
Looking along the direction pointed by the illusion, he found that there was a button there: [Start Battle].
After waiting quietly for a while, he found that there was nothing abnormal about this thing. He used his spiritual mind to select the button, and then he found that a new villain appeared, and the two villains immediately fought together.
As a physical practitioner, he immediately discovered that the battle between the two villains was quite structured. Although the battle process was rigid, it was actually quite enjoyable to watch.
At the end of a battle, his villain knocked the opponent to the ground. This victory made Ding San couldn't help but shout "Hello", and then he saw that he had gained new magical powers.
"What is this and why is it... so interesting?"
The first battle attracted Ding San's full attention, making him feel that this thing seemed to have a secret and an inexplicable interest in it.
After curiously reading all the introductions for a while, he couldn't help but start another round and clapped his hands after the victory.
"Golden Legend! Could it be that I am the chosen one!"
After exclaiming, he found that the subsequent battle became more and more gorgeous, with various powerful magical powers and weapons emerging one after another, making the battle process more and more beautiful.
The magical powers he gained after each victory also made him enjoy it so much that he completely forgot about time and just kept clicking and fighting.
After ten times, he was just about to continue when he saw a text prompt: [The number of single-player battles has been exhausted today, please choose to play with others. 】
"Play against others? What do you mean? Oh, here's a hint."
After reading the prompt, Ding San's eyes lit up.
"That is to say, I need to find someone to fight with me. If I win the battle, I will gain cultivation and spirit seeds. If I lose, there will be no punishment. And if the opponent's realm is higher than mine, can I also get extra spirit seeds as a reward if I lose? Is there such a good thing? Who is the person who does this technique? Is there such a good monk here?"
But then, he ran into trouble again: "This reward can only be obtained by fighting, but who should I fight with, and I have no friends. Wait, there is a sharing rule here, what does it mean?"
Clicking on the polite sharing interface, Ding San read the contents in detail, and then understood what was going on.
"Copy the game to other people, and both me and the other person will get the reward after the other person accepts it? No, I have to find someone. Even if the other person is not my friend, he still has to be my friend."
Just as he was about to go out, his hut was pushed open, and a demon monk appeared here, looking at Ding San warily.
After confirming that there was no ambush here, the other party said: "Ding San, I heard that you want to sell bamboo slips, is that true?"
"Every time, you come at the right time. Li Si, let me ask you, are you my friend?"
"...Aren't you a fool? Who would make friends in Mo City?"
"Then can you be my friend?"
Li Si took a step back warily and looked around with his peripheral vision.
After discovering that there was no ambush, Li Si confirmed.
Ding San may be stupid.
Feeling that something was wrong with the way Li Si looked at him, Ding San threw the bamboo slip he had just obtained, and then said to Li Si: "Copy the spell inside, which is the "Sect Little Fighter". After copying, remember to return the bamboo slip. I. Don’t worry, I promise I won’t trick you.”
Although he suspected that there was something wrong with Ding San, Li Si silently made a copy, then threw the bamboo slip to the other party, and stepped back and walked out.
Although Li Si left, Ding San was not worried at all that the other party would not come back.
He just waited anxiously, and at the same time opened his fighter illusion, and began to imagine the magical powers he might have in the future. The more he thought about it, the happier he became.
A quarter of an hour later, the door of the hut was finally pushed open. Li Si rushed in eagerly, then looked at Ding San and said, "Friend!"
"OK!"
Sharing received an additional ten battle rewards, and there were fifteen more online battles. The two of them battled happily until all twenty-five battles were used up.
Looking at the number of disappearances, Ding San sighed, and then said to Li Si: "Okay, that's it for today. Let's be friends again tomorrow."
Li Si also sighed.
The battle just now was quite exciting, and he finally drew two orange magical powers. It was the time for him to show off his talents.
But the times are gone, the happiness is gone, and we can only wait for tomorrow.
Before leaving, he found that the button was still on, so he clicked it without giving up, and then his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Wait a minute, this button can still be clicked, and there is a prompt!"
Ding San also clicked immediately, and then found that it was indeed the case:
[Go to Anping Zong to obtain activation spells. After activation, you can obtain twenty additional times. 】
Seeing this prompt, Ding San and Li Si fell silent.
Anping Sect is a righteous sect, and they are all disciples of the Demon Sect.
Since ancient times, righteousness and evil cannot coexist, but the righteous sect is now so powerful that they can only let the other party stay here temporarily, which makes every disciple of the Demon Sect very unhappy.
They feel very uncomfortable when they think about having to trade with the righteous sect.
And there is also a cultivator from the Demon Sect here, so it is even more impossible.
In a flash, Ding San had figured out the key here, and shouted: "It's actually a trick of the righteous! I am full of demonic energy, how can I be in the same boat with the righteous! This game, it's better not to play!"
"That's right!" Li Si also said righteously, "I will delete this broken game when I go back, and I will never let the righteous take any chances!"
"Okay! Li Si, you are worthy of being my friend just now, and you are really a model of the demon sect."
"Ding San, you are not bad either! Goodbye!"
"Goodbye!"
The two of them bowed decisively and said goodbye, but they met at the gate of Anping Sect a quarter of an hour later, and the scene was a bit awkward for a while.
After a long silence, Ding San pointed at the gate and said: "I came to scold Anping Sect. It's really abominable to use such despicable means."
"Same here, I have the same idea, let's scold together. But before scolding, how about we scold the setting of "Son Fighter" together?"
"Okay, former friend."