Sharpen the knife without accidentally cutting the vegetable bow [E-sports]

Snake King's challenge to the group arena in the national server was not a big news in the player circle of the European server, but as soon as the incident was followed by likes, the attention of the entire European server was attracted.

Although Snake King's contract was bought by Mantianxing, he is a professional player from the European server after all, and he is also very popular in the European server, with fans everywhere.This incident is equivalent to being bullied when my family went abroad, and it is also the most contemptible black-box operation + suspected cheating for gamers. After adding these two labels, the European server players with a sense of justice suddenly became excited and complained one after another. The official of the Teya Server Professional League asked for an explanation.

The European server players here are still waiting for the outcome of the matter, waiting for the alliance to give the Snake King an explanation, but they never expected that before the matter is over, another protagonist who is in the center of the storm will come to the door?

Still in such a provocative way, no one can bear it.

【This is too arrogant】

[Hacking contestants get out of the game circle! ! 】

[He is imitating Quiller's challenge method, he is provoking! 】

[Our professional player goes up, teach him a lesson! 】

The players of the European server were excited, and poured into the live broadcast room of the overseas broadcast, and began to screen passionately.

The news spread to the European server's professional circle, and soon some people couldn't sit still. The first challenger came to his door and entered Chen Xingran's challenge room.

Moulton Lowry, the former teammate of Snake King Quiller, has a good relationship with Snake King, and now works for the ICE.T team as the starting assault position.

[Moulton, come on!Let this guy see the strength of our server! 】

【Come on, Moulton! 】

[Defeat this guy and avenge Quiller! 】

On the public screen in the room, the account with the ID [ICE.T-Moulton] typed a large string of text, which seemed to be swearing.

However, Chen Xingran couldn't read it and didn't want to read it, so he typed directly: 1?

This is a common term in the game circle, even European server players can understand it.The simplest number 1 often contains many meanings depending on the scene, including "received", "understood", "ready", "started", etc...

Put it here, it means: "Are you ready?"

Moulton seemed to be stuck for a moment, and after a few seconds, he slowly returned a: 1.

Chen Xingran smiled, stopped talking nonsense, and started the game.

Martial arts mode, no forbidden hands, no soul jade, purple armor and purple martial arts, random maps.

Chen Xingran is also very familiar with the map that was randomly picked up this time. There is a bottomless pool under his feet, surrounded by green hills and green trees, the sound of the wind and the singing of birds, the gurgling springs not far away, and the tip of his nose is filled with the fragrance of earth, trees and flowers.

Fountain of youth.

Chen Xingran focused his eyes on Moulton. The hero chosen by the other party was Thunder Fist, holding a huge broadsword in his hand, with a serious expression and ready to fight.

Chen Xingran thought for a while, put the Tang knife in his hand back into his backpack, and took out the broad knife.

[Is it so big, I remember that he seems to be best at using long spears and Tang knives]

[It doesn't seem to be the case, Ye Shao's dagger is also very fierce]

[Professional players in foreign servers, it's better to be cautious, I haven't seen him use the broadsword much]

[But having said that, this kind of scene where one person singles out the whole server is kind of ignited...]

[Burning is barren, if you lose in a while, wouldn't you lose the face of the national uniform? 】

Chen Xingran didn't care about the many disturbances in the barrage, and with the breeze blowing against his face, he clenched the thick knife handle in his hand and closed his eyes slightly.

This time he came to the European server to challenge, partly because he wanted to clear his name, and partly because he was eager for skills.

The original intention of playing Destiny, and even joining the ZMD team, was to challenge different masters from all walks of life, and he has not forgotten this.

His eyes were slightly closed to block the bright light. In the darkness, his thoughts gradually drifted out, and the image of martial arts that he used to practice seemed to flash in his mind.

"Xing Ran, your fighting spirit is too strong."

In front of him is his former teacher in the martial arts gym, a middle-aged man with a thick back, looking at the young man holding a long knife in front of him, and sighing: "Tomorrow you will go to the ring and challenge the Xiaochun knife, but your My heart, why can't I calm down..."

"Teacher, why should I be quiet?"

Chen Xingran, who was still a boy at that time, frowned and asked back.

"Practicing martial arts is not about being brave and fierce, but about strengthening the body and defending the country."

The teacher shook his head, "Xiaochun Dao Wang Ran, although his sword skills are treacherous, his heart is always as calm as the surface of a lake. In this regard, you are not as good as him."

"Teacher, I don't understand. What's the point?"

Chen Xingran drew out his long knife, and the sound of metal humming sounded: "Practicing martial arts is like climbing a mountain. If you are not brave enough to fight fiercely, how can you surpass other people, climb to the top of the mountain, and feel the ultimate meaning of martial arts? If so, Wang Could it be that the name of Ran’s Xiaochun Dao fell from the sky? When he was young, he challenged everywhere and earned his reputation, but now he says that he has no one else but self-cultivation, isn’t it a joke.”

"you……"

"If I am the only one practicing martial arts in the world, then it doesn't matter what is first or second."

Chen Xingran looked at the light of the saber in his hand like autumn water and long rainbow, and his voice was full of youthful spirit: "But there are so many masters in this world, if you don't try them one by one, how will you know where your limit is? The so-called ultimate martial arts, then It is the end that a person can reach, the peak that can be climbed. If there are still people ahead of you, what kind of peak is that?"

The teacher looked at him with shocked eyes and remained silent for a long time.

"To defeat Xiao Chun Dao, I am the No. 1 Dao Path in the world."

Chen Xingran smiled, wiped the knife with his hand, and said: "Since you all say that the number one in the world is a false name, so what if I want this false name?"

People live in the world, it is always unavoidable to compare, since there is a comparison, why bother to hide it, pretending that you don't care, it is better to compare quickly, heartily, in the end, who is stronger Weakness, the world has its own opinions.

Chen Xingran opened his eyes, and the scene in his mind dissipated.

Compared with the youthful and fearless back then, his personality has changed a lot now, he is no longer so aggressive and aggressive, and he is trying to distinguish between superiors and inferiors, but when he was young, he was full of fighting spirit...

It's still burning hot.

The countdown on the top of his head returned to zero, Chen Xingran let out a sigh of relief, he changed his previous style of back-and-forth, and held the handle of the broad knife tightly in his hand.

In the next moment, he rushed towards Moulton who was opposite him like lightning!

He didn't make any fancy moves, and he didn't bother to confuse his opponent with dazzling moves. He dragged his sword and galloped at the moment. He dragged the huge broadsword behind him, splitting a long wave on the water surface, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Mo Mo. In front of Leighton!

He exerted his strength instantly, his muscles tensed, and the huge strength was transmitted from his legs to the top, as if a steam-breathing mechanical wheel was being transmitted through his whole body to the broadsword in his hand in an instant.The wide and sharp knife face is heavy and powerful, and it draws an extremely fierce arc in the air, slashing head-on with a ferocious aura and strong killing intent, even the water droplets splashed on the blade seem to want to Split in half!

Collapsing mountain posture!

"clang!!!"

The knife struck like a thunderbolt, fast and swift, and the strong wind blowing Moulton's forehead to both sides, Moulton was shocked by Chen Xingran's ferocious aura like killing a god. , wanting to pick it up hastily, he also raised the broadsword in front of him, the wide blade collided with the blade with swift force, making a huge noise like a bell.

Chen Xingran's strength twisted together like a hemp rope, and he used his whole body to drive every move. This knife was very imposing and powerful. The moment Moulton touched the edge of his knife, he , I just felt as if I was facing a speeding train head-on, the force gathered in a hurry was violently knocked away, the eardrums were buzzing with the sound of metal, and my arms were trembling uncontrollably due to the huge force!

When Chen Xingran used the broadsword, his aura suddenly changed. Without the treacherous transformation of the Tang sword, without the chic and elegant long sword, and without the domineering arrogance of the long spear, it was like a tiger coming out of the cage. Wu Meng, even if ten iron chains are tied, I will break free for you, even if there are mountains and peaks in front of me, I will chop them into two pieces for you!

He hadn't finished one knife, and another knife was raised again. The blade was still in the air, and he kicked up the blade with his left foot. The force was transmitted, and the broad knife was raised again, and then he stepped back with his left foot. As if roots had taken root on the ground, he stood still, the muscles on his arms tensed again, and he slashed down again with a blow!

"clang!"

"clang!"

"Clang clang clang!"

Just like a crazy and cruel butcher, he raised his knife and dropped it again, his body was as still as a mountain, but the broad knife in his hand fell harder and harder each time, there was no room for negotiation, it was an extremely simple chop Chop, and chop again!

"Fuck!"

Looking at Chen Xingran in the picture, Luo Baibai couldn't help covering his mouth and let out a vague exclamation.But the other people didn't have time to pay attention to him, they all had rare shock on their faces, looking at Chen Xingran who looked like Shura in the picture, the god of swords and knives, as if they knew him for the first time.

Is this Chen Xingran?

Is this the gentle and polite Chen Xingran who talks and laughs with them?

The person in front of him, who was running for his life with a knife, stabbed his flesh and bones with a killing intent, and that handsome young man, are they actually the same person?

"Clang! Clang!"

Moulton was going crazy.

Chen Xingran in front of him was like a god of thunder coming in person, the broad knife in his hand turned into streaks of anger and thunderbolts slashed down, making him unable to parry at all, he managed to gather up a little bit of energy to resist, but he was flatly struck by the next impact He was unable to organize an effective resistance, so he could only raise the face of the knife in vain, hiding his figure behind the knife, struggling to support.

Moulton's cold sweat was pouring down, he felt that he was not facing a player, but a ferocious beast out of the cage, and the damage was second to none, but the terrifying saber intent emanating from Chen Xingran made him almost want to Surrender!

One slash after another, one slash faster than one slash, Chen Xingran's broadsword seemed to cover the top of an angry wave, hitting Moulton with no power to parry, and in the violent impacts again and again, Moulton's blood volume also steadily decreased .Fortunately, this is a game, and the weapon will not break. If this is real, as early as the fourth knife fell, even if the knife in Moulton's hand was made of fine steel, he would have been split in half even with the knife!

The broadsword is such a weapon. It has a fierceness that other weapons do not have. When you swing it and smash it down like a hammer, as long as you are flesh and blood, you have to avoid its edge. Killing is like drinking water. Generally simple.

Under the force of masters twisting through the whole body, there is only one end for daring to take it head-on, no matter what kind of iron cloth shirt you are, what kind of dragon and tiger horizontal skill, what kind of muscle and bone thunder sound, if you go down with a knife, life and death will be separated, there is no... Room for negotiation!

But even if Moulton tried his best to defend with all his strength, he couldn't stop Chen Xingran's powerful attack, and the built-in durability of the broadsword in his hand kept falling. Finally, after Chen Xingran's No.16 sword fell down , the knife in his hand flew high, revealing the empty door!

Explosive knife!

【This is impossible! 】

【Playing!Moulton must be playing! 】

[How could it be possible that he didn't even have a chance to attack and was being hacked all the time? 】

[Open it!It must be open! ! 】

Without facing Chen Xingran in person, he couldn't feel the feeling that his life was being dominated at all. He slashed continuously like a gangrene attached to the bone, and seemed to come from the place where the blades collided with blazing flames. It exploded, and the tongue of flames rushed straight into his mind, burning Morton's face to ashes. He didn't dare to relax his nerves for a moment, and he didn't dare to put down the knife in his hand for a moment, otherwise he would be the next to meet the blade. head off!

Even so, Moulton is still helpless, a second is a second, and a second is a second, and then he can only watch his broadsword being slashed down by Chen Xingran, and the blade is far away from him. The face was getting closer and closer, and finally the knife exploded on the spot, and there was no other way.

Facing Moulton who was frozen because of the explosive knife, the panic and despair on the opponent's face were real, without a trace of falsehood, and Chen Xingran's expression did not change at all, just like before, the blade rose again, and the blade fell again. .

Only this time, the circle he swung out with his blade was even bigger and more rounded, like a bright moon in the sky, with an arc as delicate as a moon wheel. In the breeze, water droplets jumped high into the air, staying between the sights of Moulton and Chen Xingran, like the boundary between life and death.

In the next moment, the blade slashed down, splitting the water drop in half neatly, turning it into a torrential rain, and then rushed towards Moulton's face without losing momentum!

——Collapse Mountain Stance·Destroy the Dry!

-1344!

The ultra-high damage of the broad knife was unreservedly vented, and a terrifying number comparable to thunder floated from Moulton's head, and the remaining blood volume was directly emptied!

Even the audience in the live broadcast room saw this scene on the camera, and they all had the feeling of being split in the face, their skin was stabbed and trembling, it was unspeakable for a long time.

...What a horrible person.

Also a terrible knife.

Chen Xing turned the broadsword, bent slightly, twisted a whirlwind-like rotary knife around his back, held it in his hand again along the direction of the broadsword, and glanced condescendingly at the soul tomb left by Moulton , There is no extra look in the eyes.

Then he quit the game, returned to the room, and typed a word on the public screen.

This time, it is an English word.

Ye Shao: Next.