Even if a fisherman enters an infinite game, he still has to cast a rod

I originally thought that bringing up Young Master Yu would be able to waver the father.

Unexpectedly, this forgetful father only remembered that he had a son after a long time!

What's even more ridiculous is that not only did he not show mercy, but he launched a more fierce attack on Jiang Yuan.

He almost beat the Son of God to death.

Yu Guanyue: "Too slow!"

The knife strike was followed by a flying kick. Jiang Yuan's body could not keep up with his brain, and before he could react, he fell hundreds of steps back into the bone wall, leaving him in the shape of the Son of God.

"Ahem------!!!"

After a dry cough, Yu Guanyue mercilessly put the scimitar on Jiang Yuan's neck.

"So, are you going to admit defeat?"

despair.

despair.

The heart-wrenching despair was like an overwhelming tidal wave, leaving Jiang Yuan unable to resist.

In all his years of life, he had never fought such a terrible battle.

I have never experienced such a tragic and overwhelming failure.

Is that... the end?

Shen Zi's gaze passed over Minister Yu and saw the situation of the other players at this time.

Can't say it's good, can only say it's horrible.

The open space that was originally filled with more than 3,000 people now has less than 1,000 people left.

But the reason they survived was not because they were strong, but because the soul-eating worms could not swallow them.

It is now three times fatter than before and is trying to look up to the sky, swallowing the next player.

Not far away, Senior Lang was riding a bone horse, holding a long sword, guarding under a crack in the bone wall, poking and shouting.

"Hey! Student! Come out quickly!!!"

"Uncle has seen your butt! Stop hiding it!"

The poor junior has been beaten to the point of becoming autistic and hiding away from everyone.

In this game, all the players were wiped out and suffered a complete defeat.

For a moment, my mind was filled with thousands of thoughts and was in a mess.

Overwhelming defeat, severe pain, despair, confusion, loss, all negative things filled Jiang Yuan and made him fall into the abyss.

This was the first time in the Son of God's life that he experienced such a suffocating and terrible feeling of powerlessness. He felt that he would be shattered to pieces and never be able to recover in the next second.

In this extreme chaos, the darkness in my mind suddenly lightened.

Then, there was a blank.

Seeing his opponent in a daze, as if he had lost, Yu Guanyue asked again.

"Jiang Yuan, do you admit defeat?"

"......No."

His eyes were covered by his black hair, and the Son of God's thin lips moved slightly as he murmured softly.

"what?"

Grasping the blade at his neck, the young executive officer raised his head, his amber eyes like torches, staring directly at his opponent, and said seriously:

"I haven't lost yet."

"Heh, interesting."

This look of not shedding tears until seeing the coffin aroused the minister's interest.

Just when he was about to continue beating up the junior and let Jiang Yuan learn some lessons, his eyes blurred and Jiang Yuan disappeared.

The next moment, a slender black shadow appeared behind the minister. The minister blocked with his sword, but his opponent had anticipated it and attacked his lower body directly!

The minister's knee was cut by the broken blade and he was injured instantly. After more than thirty consecutive attacks, he was at a disadvantage.

Next, Jiang Yuan predicted every move of his sword in advance, with precision and ruthlessness, and in the end he actually saw through the minister's fake moves at a glance.

With a fierce kick to the chest, Yu Guanyue was kicked into the wall, and a cave collapsed immediately.

"Bang---------boom boom boom boom!!!"

It worked!

Jiang Yuan was so delighted that he completely forgot about his serious injuries.

I defeated my senior!!!

But before he could feel happy for two seconds, he saw a tall figure holding an extra-long scimitar walking out of the dusty cave.

The monster-like man spat and said:

"Good boy."

Then, Jiang Yuan saw Yu Guanyue pull out another scimitar from behind.

The knife was only half a meter long, silver in color, engraved with rough blood grooves, and had a curved arc at the end. Although it was short, it was thicker, thicker, and more powerful than the longer one.

It is obviously a close combat weapon.

Minister Yu wiped the scratches on his face with the back of his hand and grinned:

"It seems that I have to show some real skills."

Jiang Yuan: ...

The handsome son of God held the knife, dumbfounded.

He never expected that the ultimate move he had finally figured out would only be the second stage of Senior Yu's move! ! ?

This is totally desperate!!!

However, at this moment, the ground shook and there was new movement in the open space of the camp.

"Gurgle--Gurgle--Gurgle----...."

I saw the swollen soul-eating worm raise its body, with its big head facing the sky, and its body surging like a wave.

"It...what's wrong with it?!"

"Does it mean I need to shed my skin and upgrade...?"

"No way... Is this going to be upgraded?!"

"Forget it, I'll die. I can't run anymore. Whatever happens, I'll be a brave man again in 20 years."

However, what is unexpected is.

“Pfft------------ooh!!!”

This soul-eating insect suddenly started vomiting violently in front of everyone.

Dust was flying, and the players who were swallowed up were born one after another, mixed with stinking slime.

The last gangster with a crew cut was vomited out. The Soul-Eating Worm shook its body to make sure it had vomited everything out. Then it jumped lightly like a lady, dived into the silver sand on the right side of the camp, and soon disappeared.

The players who escaped from the hot and crowded narrow gap and regained their new life let out a heart-wrenching roar.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

“Finally…it’s finally out!!!”

"We are saved, wuwuwuwu! It turns out I am not dead yet, wuwuwuwu...!"

Only the girl with the pacifier in her mouth was still lying on the ground giggling after the pacifier was spit out, as if she was playing an interesting game.

The surviving players outside were dumbfounded.

"What is going on?!?"

"so......"

Jiang Yuan's face was blank, and he asked hesitantly word by word:

"This is, indeed, just special training, right?"

"Yes! In order to make you pay attention, we arranged an emergency drill. How about it? It's awesome!"

Minister Yu patted Shen Zi on the shoulder, lowered his voice, and said seriously:

"But I really want to keep you."

He looked at Jiang Yuan, his eyes bright and full of admiration for his proud junior.

One player was so upset that he held his head and said, "Then...what's up with this soul-eating worm?! Is this also an actor you arranged?"

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, OF COURSE!"

Lang Zhen sheathed his sword, dismounted from his horse, and walked over laughing.

"Let me introduce you. That little bug is called Kiwi. When it was very young, it accidentally fell off its mother and was adopted by us along the way."

"Kiwi was raised as a vegetarian and doesn't eat ghosts. He is now the gatekeeper of our Wandering Knights."

Players: "Kiwi???"

Lang Zhen: "Yes, don't you think it looks alike? So cute, like a long kiwi fruit, hahahaha!"

The players shook their heads wildly and did not agree.

Things have come to this, and today's training is enough, Yuguan Yue announced loudly with a voice like a bell.

"Alright! Today's special training is over, everyone disperse and have a good rest!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the players lost all their strength and fell to the ground like playing cards.

Those players who had stayed in the stomach of the Soul-Eating Worm for a day were stinking all over and quickly ran to find a place to take a shower.

After making sure it was safe, Jiang Yuan finally relaxed physically and mentally. He was completely exhausted and collapsed on the spot like a salted fish.

This time I really couldn't muster up any strength at all.

"Rustle... rustle... rustle... rustle..."

Jiang Yuan moved his ears slightly and keenly caught the sound of cloth rubbing approaching him.

He lay on the ground and looked up, and saw the familiar black-haired boy struggling to twist his body and crawl towards him.

The poor little brother, like him, was beaten up by Senior Lang for a whole day because of his decent strength.

Now he was also completely limp, with his limbs powerless. He could only twist his body with difficulty and move forward little by little.

It looked like a hard-working cat and bug, so cute and pitiful that Jiang Yuan couldn't help laughing out loud.

Then, the Son of God mobilized his almost paralyzed body, turned backwards, and rolled in a circle.

My stomach just hit my junior's head, and it felt soft.

Just like two cats and worms trying to get closer to each other.

The boy in school uniform twisted his head upwards, moved his head to the side of the Son of God, and whispered:

"Sorry... I can't beat that guy."

His words were full of guilt, and he blamed himself for his own incompetence.

"Don't be sorry."

Jiang Yuan lowered his eyes, looked at the top of the other person's head tenderly, and said softly:

"I'm very grateful that you can help."

"Thank you for your hard work today, junior."