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"Hey, isn't that cocky young man Feng Wuhen?"

"The future renowned alchemist, the direct descendant of the legendary alchemist Singed."

The number of experts who have emerged from Rogge Town can be counted on one hand.

The most famous is Jun Quxie, followed by Shenqi Yuge and Hefeng Wuhen.

When mentioning Feng Wuhen, one cannot help but mention his sister Feng Liuli, a great elementalist as pure as a goddess.

pity……

Ambitious!

She actually wants to become an empress.

In the final battle, she took the lead and successfully cornered Jun Quxie.

……

Jun Quxie stared at Feng Wuhen, revealing a sneer that he considered kind and approachable, but which others saw as extremely bloodthirsty.

The former king, Qu Xie, ascended the throne over countless corpses. Years of slaughter had imbued him with an intense and overwhelming killing intent.

When murderous intent is present, it is unconsciously revealed.

Even ghosts and gods were terrified!

Feng Wuhen's blood froze instantly at that moment.

"very scary."

"His weapon, that blood-stained dagger, was no ordinary weapon. His equipment completely overwhelmed me."

"We must not make any rash moves. There are nine of us, and we are not enough to kill him."

Feng Wuhen's mind was racing, a thousand thoughts reminding him not to move rashly or act recklessly. Leveling up was hard work, so he had to cherish it!

Although Feng Wuhen was a scoundrel, he wasn't stupid, and he didn't dare to move at this moment.

Jun Quxie walked step by step through the crowd, and unexpectedly saw the brutal blood hiding among them.

He understood instantly.

So it was you, you wicked creature, stirring up trouble.

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Jun Quxie raised his dagger and casually plunged it into the blood of the brutal.

"Notification: You have killed player Brutal Blood."

"Notification: Your teammate has been killed by the Evil Lord."

One was killed already?!

The already tense crowd was taken aback by Jun Quxie's sudden ruthlessness.

Bows and arrows, broadswords, longswords, and legal codes were all ready, and two assassins had even entered stealth mode...

"Ok?"

Jun Quxie gave a soft "hmm".

There was a hint of anticipation in his tone.

Feng Wuhen realized that Jun Quxie was hoping for their counterattack, so that he would have a good reason to carry out a brutal and inhumane massacre.

"Don't fight, everyone, don't fight! It's all a misunderstanding. The Bloodthirsty One is the Evil Lord's enemy; he has nothing to do with us."

Feng Wuhen was quite straightforward; he simply abandoned the Blood of Brutality.

His behavior was somewhat reminiscent of the legendary alchemist Singed the Shojin.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, then move aside."

Jun Quxie forcefully pushed aside the two fighters blocking his way and walked away without looking back.

Jun Quxie went very, very far away.

Feng Wuhen continued to stare at his back.

After a long silence, he shook his head in admiration: "Truly, so handsome and domineering, how could there be such a person in the world?"

His tone was tinged with melancholy and envy.

……

Back in Loguetown, Jun Quxie strolled through the noisy streets toward "Thorne Bar".

In the game, it was already getting dark, and the men's nightlife was just beginning.

After dodging more than a dozen inexplicable attempts to flirt with him, Jun Quxie entered "Thorne Bar".

"Thorn's Bar" is a bar opened by the mercenary old Thorn after he returned to his hometown of the mercenary city of Aydren after a life-or-death battle in which he obtained the "Golden Hammer Medal". He used his life savings to open the bar.

The old rascals and young men with mercenary dreams in Loguetown especially love to spend five copper coins for a dark beer and listen to old Thorne recount his adventures.

Emerald Dragons, Succubi, Widowmakers, and the like often elicit whistles and cheers.

But today, "Thorne Bar" is not Old Thorne's home turf.

This belongs to "Horned Strongman" Simpson!!!

"Hey, another one who's got a death wish."

"Simpson, teach him a lesson he won't forget."

"Go Simpson, you've made it so convincingly that even his own mother wouldn't recognize you."

"Ten copper coins, I bet he can't last five seconds."

In the bar, the masculine atmosphere was already strong, and with everyone shouting, the smell from their mouths spread into the air, making it even more pungent.

Even the dancers, draped only in tattered rags, couldn't stand it and began to frantically twist their waists while cursing loudly.

This is the place a man should be, Jun Quxie thought to himself.

"Hornbreaker" Simpson sat imposingly in the gladiator arena specially set up in the bar.

Place an identical chair opposite him; this is the challenger's spot.

Between the two was a heavy oak round table.

"If I beat you, I'll get a gold coin, is that true?"

The muscular challenger, clearly not a local, spoke with a very broken Ancasian accent.

Simpson gave him a disdainful look: "Of course it's true, but you'll have to pay one silver token first."

Snapped! !

The challenger slammed a silver token on the table.

The bar erupted in cheers.

One silver token for one gold coin—that's the real gamble, turning a bicycle into a motorcycle.

The challenger took off his shirt, revealing his incredibly large arms, and then plopped down on the challenger's chair.

“Oh my god, look at his arms, they’re thicker than my waist. I think he’ll win.”

"Simpson, you have to win! Don't let an outsider beat you."

"What good are thick arms? My wife's arms are even thicker than his. What good are they? She's scared half to death by a corpse rat."

The Simpson Challenge is not a gladiator fight!

Instead... it's arm wrestling.

Simpson once broke off the horns of a bull with his bare hands, earning him the nickname "Hornbreaker" ever since, which shows just how sexy and powerful his arms are.

Since Simpson and Thorne set up their arm-wrestling ring, Simpson has never lost.

……

Old Thorne served as the referee.

"start!!"

With that, he gave the order.

The challenger and Simpson exerted their strength at the same time.

The veins on the arms of the two strongmen were bulging, as if they were about to burst.

The tightly clasped hands sometimes tilted east, sometimes west.

The tense atmosphere in the bar reached a fever pitch, with even Jun Quxie craning his neck to cheer for Simpson.

As he kept shouting, he realized something was wrong; why was someone touching his butt?

"Damn it, I was careless. This is a bar, and there are too many mercenaries who like this kind of thing."

Jun Quxie turned around in alarm.

Suddenly, he looked at Feng Wuhen with a little admiration.

"Damn it!! What are you doing here?"

"We're here to have fun, of course!" Feng Wuhen said matter-of-factly.

Coming to a bar to have some fun, no problem!

Feng Wuhen chuckled again: "Brother, I never expected you to be so amazing, that you also like this place. We're kindred spirits."

Jun Quxie: "..."

Who are you insulting?

Who shares your views?

Jun Quxie originally thought that Feng Wuhen, like himself, had ulterior motives for coming here.

Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a complete waste of space.

During the prime time when "God King" had just launched its open beta, he actually went to a bar to have some fun.

Bang!

There was a loud bang.

The challenger slammed the back of his hand hard on the oak table.

"Hornbreaker" Simpson wins!

"Would you like to try it?"

Jun Quxie Chao Simpson nodded.

Feng Wuhen: "Me? Don't joke around. I've already added points to agility."

Jun Quxie: "..."

Why the hell would you, a mage, add agility?

"Of course it runs faster."

"Hehe, I can run fast and hit far. I won't die, and I can disgust people. It's so satisfying that I can't breathe."

[Author's Note]: Please give me some virtual currency and comments to keep things lively, brothers!