Chapter 25 Warrior Fantasy
As soon as he entered the martial arts fantasy, Shen Shiyan clearly felt all kinds of visions.
The whole space is about three mu in size. Looking out, you can only see the solid gray gas wall. On the ten-foot-long ring in the center, a peerless gun king with an eight-foot-long leopard's head and eyes held a snake spear and waited majestically for the enemy's attack. Shen Shiyan is still dozens of steps away from the ring, but he is here under the gray sky and has felt the strange situation around him. Around him were all kinds of murderous gas that could not see the source clearly - condensed murderous gas, in a nearly liquid form, scattered in this space. He walked towards the ring step by step. The white iron sword in his right hand had already been replaced by the green-quality bronze knife. On the one hand, he could strengthen his courage, and on the other hand, he could more or less use the additional skills of this bronze knife to add a half of his vitality to himself.
Shen Shiyan gradually approached the ring, but Lin Chong was still standing in the ring with his eyes closed.
Every step forward, Shen Shiyan can faintly hear different calls around the space, some are miserable, some are majestic, some are seductive and provocative, and even faintly can faintly hear the sound of metal strikes between swords and soldiers. Feeling that his heart was also beating fast, he couldn't help smiling bitterly: although he knew that these sounds were all hallucinations caused by his fear, he couldn't help feeling a little afraid of it. You should know that I am still a level 3 novice now. I am so lucky to participate in Cao Zheng's plot mission and fight side by side with Lin Chong's virtual body. I will not face ordinary players like Wang Qiang.
On the way forward, Shen Shiyan noticed that when he was blown by the cloudy wind, he still had a system to remind him that he had been attacked, suffered several points of damage, and sometimes more than a dozen critical blows. Shen Shiyan had to speed up his pace. At the same time, he raised the bronze knife in front of him. Once the wind blew over, he played a few knives in front of him and scattered the wind with the help of pieces of knife light. He only heard the sound of "ping pong" from time to time between the wind and the bronze knife surface. Half a minute later, Shen Shiyan successfully reached the bottom of the ring. At this time, he turned over to check the knife surface, and obviously had several shallow wounds.
Now Shen Shiyan is less than five meters away from the virtual body of Lin Chong, the king of guns in the Song Dynasty.
Shen Shiyan stepped on the stage step by step. At this time, Lin Chong in the ring finally woke up from closing his eyes and did not turn back. He had noticed the arrival of Shen Shiyan. His face was indifferent, and the eight snake spear in his hand did not move at all, but his tone was somewhat different from his indifferent expression. The warmth: "The predestined man, you are finally here! Listening to the sound of using weapons to compete with the wind all the way, I can't help but guess that you really have some courage and courage. Young man, stand by my side quickly and wait for a while when the wind just now will hit us, and its power will be even higher.
Shen Shiyan walked to Lin Chong's left side and looked at the other party's face a little. He only saw the gun king, who was about 50 years old and accidentally saw three or four white hairs between his green hair and blue hair. Looking at him, he looked indifferent and his lips closed slightly, as if he were a concise general temperament. Seeing the appearance left by this peerless master ten years ago, Shen Shiyan couldn't help sighing in his heart: The martyr is full of ambition! Unexpectedly, a generation of gun kings can't resist the years and hardships of time. Think of the energetic and ambitious Lin Chonglin in Tokyo, the later Liangshan Tianxiongxing and the second tiger general of Ma Jun, and the vicissitudes of the face seen today. Don't be afraid, the glory is gone in a blink of an eye, and ambition is hard to reward!
You should know that among the 108 generals of Liangshan in Water Margin, Lin Chong's personality can be said to be quite outstanding. He is brave and calm, and his martial arts are strong. He can be said to be a rare good general. Unfortunately, all the good men chose the wrong master and followed Song Jiang everywhere to fight, but they were the stepping stone for the latter to enter the court. Until the end, the landslides and the ground cracked, the good men scattered, the death, the injury, the dispersion, and the hidden, so that it turned out to be a tragic end.
Thinking of this, Shen Shiyan no longer treats Lin Chong's virtual body next to him, but only the NPC in the game. Instead, he looks at this hero who is strong on the outside and soft on the inside, cold and hot inside from a respectful perspective. At the same time, a great courage rises in his heart and is determined to help Lin Chong's virtual body break through this in any case. A heavy ban.
At the same time, Lin Chong, who was as cold beside Shen Shiyan, also expressed some appreciation for his behavior along the way, and his tone also improved his previous indifference: "Brother Shen, to be honest, I saw that you only took more than a minute to walk up to this ring just now. How much in your heart A little surprised. Do you know that although the wind on the road just now is almost harmless to me, it is definitely a difficult task for any player below level 5. You know, although the attack of the yin wind will not cause much damage, the wind is impermanent and will always attack you from various angles. Unexpectedly, you didn't even frown and came up with a good way to pass this journey.
Hearing Lin Chong's virtual self-appreciation, Shen Shiyan replied with some shame, "Elder Lin, you praise him so much! To be honest, in fact, I still had a lot of hesitation just now, otherwise it would have taken me so long to come here. It was only because I was afraid that I started the relevant sound hallucinations, which made me more hesitant..."
At this time, while Shen Shiyan spoke, the space around the ring was also changing rapidly. As an NPC, Lin Chong naturally discovered these changes before him. When Shen Shiyan found that the gray murderous atmosphere had increased sharply and rolled like clouds, piled up like blankets and rolled up to the ring, he quickly stopped talking.
While Shen Shiyan explained, Lin Chong interrupted his words faintly, gently reached out and took the bronze knife in the latter's hand. After a few glances, one right palm carried some formula and pressed it on the blade of the bronze knife. The rapid purple light was transferred from the right palm of Lin Chong's virtual body to the blade of the bronze knife and immersed in it within half a second, making the bronze knife quickly flash a line of purple cold light. Lin Chongxu showed a rare gentleness on his face. He returned the bronze knife to Shen Shiyan with great appreciation and explained for the latter: "I didn't expect that Brother Shen was lucky enough to have such a good sword. You know, if this knife had not been seriously damaged before, its original purple quality would not have fallen to the current green quality.
Shen Shiyan, who stood aside, leaned over to Lin Chong's virtual body in a few steps. After all, he knows himself. With his current strength, I'm afraid that as soon as he comes into contact with the blanket-like gray clouds not far away, he will inevitably be hit or even killed in seconds. At the same time, when he heard Lin Chong's comment on the bronze knife, he couldn't help asking curiously, "Why did Elder Lin say this? Is this bronze knife really purple quality before? But why does it fall back to green quality now? In addition, I just saw you input a purple true spirit into this knife. I don't know if it will help it repair the purple quality?
Hearing these questions of Shen Shiyan, Lin Chong smiled for the first time. In the depths of his eyes opposite Shen Shiyan, there was an expression of "I guess so" flashed: "When I heard Brother Shen ask me this, it seemed that I guessed nothing wrong. I'm afraid this bronze knife doesn't belong to you, but don't worry about it. What I want to say is that good birds choose trees to live, and treasure knives choose their owners. In my opinion, your knife must have participated in many tragic battles before, so it has damaged its current appearance. As for the purple real gas I just had just had, hehe, at most, it can only repair the damage caused by the previous negative wind and make some preliminary reinforcement to it. I'm afraid it won't help you much. If you want to really restore its original appearance, I'm afraid you have to rely on yourself to find some advanced materials in the future.
Hearing these explanations of Lin Chong's virtual body, Shen Shiyan, who was a little sorry and regretful, took the bronze knife with both hands and saw a purple true air flowing on its blade. Although it did not have the power of purple quality, it was a little better than before, so Shen Shiyan still felt it immediately. Xie Linchong's help, the latter naturally said that it was all right.
As soon as the two finished these words, they saw those blanket-shaped murderous gray clouds, which were approaching less than ten meters from the ring. An NPC and a player stood on the most central ring and felt the tangible pressure from all directions. Each of them looked serious, and the weapons in their hands became tighter and tighter. They only waited for the best opportunity to take action.
The murderous gray clouds around the ring are gathering more and more and spreading here more and more quickly. I only heard all kinds of resentments and shouts from the air, as if this was a battlefield where blood splashed somewhere in ancient times, and Shen Shiyan and Lin Chongxu were the revenge targets of these dead soldiers.
When the murderous gray cloud approached the ring three meters away, it was already condensed into a thick cloud wall.
The system prompts on time: player Shen Shiyan, please note that the task of "breaking through the first ban" has been started. Your mission goal is to help Lin Chong break through the obstacles of this murderous gray cloud, so that the latter can successfully reach the second fantasy and wait for the predestined person to come to rescue him. Now you have half an hour to complete this task. During this period, every time you die, you will be accurately resurrected to the three-meter safe area around Lin Chong's virtual body. However, please note that during this mission, your total number of deaths or resurrections shall not exceed 30 or 29 times. In addition, in this fantasy, every time you kill a murderous gray cloud monster, you will get ten points of killing points, which can be used to repair or improve your weapons in the future.
Looking at this long list of system prompts, Shen Shiyan couldn't help but have the impulse to curse. I wipe it! Why didn't your system remind me of these rules earlier? Now, with my strength, I'm afraid it's hard to resist even a murderous move. Is it possible that this task is to let the weak players use the weak Lin Chong as a follower? Or, in order to stick to this half hour, let us attract those murderous gray clouds and monsters so that they can't destroy this Lin Chong's virtual body in 30 minutes?
There was no time to think about the meaning of this. When Shen Shiyan was still planning what to do, Lin Chong, who was beside him, took the lead. His left hand quickly pulled Shen Shiyan to a safe distance behind him, and the eight-foot snake spear on his right hand hit with all his strength, only saw the shadow of the gun. , one move of Lin's shooting method 36, unfolded like a cloud and flowing water. In the face of countless murderous gray cloud monsters, Lin Chong arrogantly said contemptuously, "Lin Chong is here, who dares to be presumptuous?"