First Player

Chapter 251 Chapter 249 · "I extend a tower invitation to you"

"Bang!"

Ming kicked back a few steps the white weirdo who was trying to cross his defense line. There was not much difference in strength between the two sides, so this kick failed to push the opponent off the bridge.

He held the sword, and the sword light suddenly appeared. Arman's sword seemed to come alive in his hand, and a few inches of bright cold light burst out at the edge of the sword.

The Sword of Arman is a purple-level weapon after all.

Its hardness and sharpness are among the best among sword weapons. The true damage attached can ignore all damage buffs and is the highest level of damage judgment. It is like the god of death when facing players. As long as it cuts the opponent with a sword, the ending will basically be announced.

Su Mingan had rarely fought with all his strength in the previous dungeons, and the few battles he had fought were in the fourth world.

In the fifth world, in addition to being protected by Hui Shuhang and Shanshuang's nannies throughout the whole process, he also killed players like chopping melons and vegetables. He basically encountered no enemies, and the enemies he encountered were also Shengqi who would kill him at every turn.

He mainly relied on the plot and clues to clear the level along the way. The number of battles was very few, and he was crushed against other players when he actually faced them.

Even if Lin Jiang did not die in this world, but actually fought with him, the outcome would still not change. The difference in combat power between the two was more than 600, and Lin Jiang had no ability to fight back in front of him.

But when facing these endless waves of NPCs, he felt real pressure for the first time.

...stress from the combat aspect.

Su Ming'an quickly ran deep into the woods. He did not dare to face Xia Luoyang's bullets. If his high-spirited sixth sense hadn't saved him just now, he would have died and the mission of protecting Yang Xia would have failed.

Yang Xia is himself, he must protect himself, the original body cannot die, and this copy cannot have the idea of ​​​​changing into a clone during the battle.

"Whoosh——!"

The bullet grazed his cheek. Su Mingan jumped forward and threw himself behind a big tree. The thick trunk could help him block the bullet.

... He really didn't expect that Xia Luoyang attacked with a gun.

After experiencing Flax's boss battle, he thought that Xia Luoyang was going to use some mental pollution skills to disgust him, such as halos or spells, but he didn't expect that the other party came up with a gun.

Without his checks and balances, Ming's side wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

He leaned against the tree trunk and immediately began a five-second state transition.

Since Xia Luoyang doesn't rely on his sanity-lowering skills to attack, it would be appropriate for him to switch to bright state.

Although the mental points will be reduced and hallucinations will appear one after another, it is still better than the small body in the shadow state. There is no spatial displacement. The shadow state with 3 points of agility is a personal target. A master of marksmanship and stroke can blow him up.

In actual combat, Su Ming'an finally felt this shortcoming in himself that he had ignored.

It was okay when facing players, who would be instantly killed by the space vibration before they got close to him, but when faced with such a sea of ​​thick-skinned NPCs, he seemed weak in both states.

Too extreme development is also a problem.

If the profession can be further evolved...will there be skills such as status fusion?

While he was thinking, there was a continuous sound of "pap-pap-pap-pap" coming from the tree trunk behind him, and the bark crackled in his ears. He didn't need to think about it to know that Xia Luoyang was still chasing him.

When the five seconds were up, he immediately jumped out.

"The person in front of you - I extend an invitation to the tower to you!"

He immediately shouted at a white weirdo who had broken through the defense line.

The white weirdo didn't reply. His eyes were very empty and he could no longer reply.

The moment after shouting those words, Su Mingan immediately felt an extremely dangerous needle-pricking sensation. It seemed that he would die in the next second, with no room to escape.

Xia Luoyang was shooting from a distance because he didn't want him to participate in the battlefield.

When he ran out from behind the tree trunk, Xia Luoyang naturally did not miss the opportunity.

A bullet coated with green liquid hit Su Mingan's forehead. He couldn't dodge it. No matter how fast he moved, he couldn't be faster than the bullet.

Su Mingan didn't hide either.

He stared at the white monster in front of him who had already raised the electric baton and was very close. A white iron rod appeared in his hand.

He ignored the bullet that would kill him and hit the white monster directly with the iron rod.

A smile appeared on Xia Luoyang's face.

A white barrier immediately rose from around Su Ming'an.

It rose extremely quickly, leaving no space.

The flying bullets hit the barrier without any ripples.

The bright silver bullet fell to the ground and gradually sank into the puddle.

Su Mingan held the iron rod and dodged the electric baton with blue electric light on one side of his body.

He no longer cared about other enemies, nor Xia Luoyang's long-range sniping.

In front of him, a transparent screen lit up:

[(Tower Invitation) has been established]

…

Su Mingan already understood the bug in this invitation skill.

Its function is far more than just pulling one person to fight against you alone.

After he designated the invitation, except for the designated enemy, no other enemy's skills could harm him, including Xia Luoyang's long-range sniping.

When the invitation was established and the white barrier was raised, he and the white weirdo in front of him entered a battlefield in an independent space where others could not intervene.

He quickly conveyed the tactics to Ming, who immediately issued a tower invitation to one person, and then, another white barrier immediately rose.

Among the turbulent white crowd of weirdos, two barriers were lit up at this time.

Xia Luoyang stood on the other side of the cliff, holding a gun. All bullets were blocked by these two barriers. Both his body and clone were under invitation, and he could not hurt any of them.

"...A very interesting ability, divided and controlled." He smiled and took a step forward.

He was indeed useless now, like an outsider isolated from the battle.

"...But how long can you persist in such a relay battle?" He threw away the mirrorless sniper rifle without bullets in his hand and wiped the blood from the shock on his body.

He took out a pistol, stepped onto the suspension bridge, held on to the iron rope beside him, and moved forward.

A total of twenty weirdos were waiting for the end of the battle within the two barriers.

…

"Suzunako, where are you running?"

In the humid cave, Dongxue finally managed to find a place where she could sit down. Just when she was about to find something to light a fire, she saw a little girl named Suzunako walking out.

"Don't go out yet. It's raining too much outside. Let's put on dry clothes." Dongxue immediately stepped forward and caught up with Suzunako, who had short legs.

Her clothes were clinging tightly to her body, and her whole body was almost soaked with water droplets. Her black hair was wet against her ears, and her whole body felt as if she had been soaked in water.

But Suzunako pushed her away.

"Suzunako, don't be willful. It's raining heavily outside and you may get sick..." Dongxue thought the little girl had a child's mind.

Her tone was gentle and patient. She shook out a slightly smaller piece of dry clothes and wanted to help Suzunako, who was soaked all over, put it on.

"...Get out." Suzunako said.

"Ah...?" Dongxue was stunned.

She thought she heard wrongly.

"Suzunako, what did you say?"

"roll."

The thin little girl slowly turned her head back, her eyes filled with cold light.

The winter snow freezes in place.

Only then did she realize that this little girl, who was thin, weak, and had always behaved submissively, had a sharp edge hidden in her eyes.

It was like a beast looking at people. The feeling of a giant ferocious beast made her speechless for a moment.

Suzunako just stared at Dongxue, gave her a warning, then ignored her and walked away.

The heavy rain followed the wind and blew against Suzunako's black hair, but the rain could no longer get close to her body. Her soaked clothes were drying little by little.

Water droplets slid down her arms. After taking a few steps, Suzunako's body became a space that could not be penetrated by heavy rain.

Dongxue didn't know what was wrong with Suzunako, she just felt scared.

Afraid of the sudden burst of momentum from the other person's small body.

She froze in place, her clothes falling in the rain, and her footsteps seemed to have taken root, and she didn't dare to follow.

…

Su Mingan tilted his head to avoid the electric baton, and a stinging sensation came from his ears.

He quickly stepped forward, and before the opponent had time to stop, he approached the white weirdo in front of him in an instant. The iron rod in his hand quickly reached the opponent's throat. The sharp tip cut out from the head of the iron rod stabbed forward, and he clearly felt a surge of energy. Feeling of stagnation.

When Arman's sword pierced the enemy's throat, he didn't feel any blockage, the blade would pass through like cutting tofu.

But when the weapon in his hand was replaced by a white-quality iron rod, the opponent's throat became somewhat impenetrable.

There was a "crackling" sound of electricity behind him, and the white weirdo's other hand suddenly grabbed his shoulder. Su Mingan gritted his teeth and did not choose to retreat. He was now pressed against the opponent's body, and he would be violently kicked if he turned around. Hold on, he has no way out.

He held the iron rod tightly with both hands and thrust in with all his strength.

The amount of bleeding from the other party's throat was huge, and the bright red liquid sprayed out all over his face in an instant, and a few pieces got into his eyes together with the rain. Hot and cold currents crisscrossed his eyes, causing bursts of pain. But he didn't dare to blink.

When the iron rod penetrated the opponent's throat, the giant hand wrapped in white gloves also fell on his shoulder. There was a crisp "click" sound, and a sharp pain spread across his right shoulder.

The right shoulder was crushed, or at least the bone was fractured.

With his throat pierced, the white monster lost the last of his strength.

The crushing of Su Mingan's shoulder just now was the white monster's final attack.

"Stab la la——"

The electric baton fell to the ground, and blue current flowed in the puddles. The puddles on the ground also became dangerous traps.

…

[Current number of invitations: 8 people]

…

Su Ming'an pushed the white monster forward and fell to the ground, gasping for breath, and gradually pulled out the iron rod in his hand.

The tower invitation is about to end and the white barrier is about to fall. He is about to face another attack from the white monster in its prime.

He took out the second Johnson's medicine and hit himself on the neck, and his blood volume recovered little by little.

At this time, the defense line had not been completely broken through. The invitation from the tower only lasted for about three seconds. Ming killed the white weirdo on the opposite side and turned to attack others. At this time, there were about eleven or twelve people crowded on the chain bridge. White weirdo.

...Including a Xia Luoyang.

In this case, he would definitely not be able to defeat Xia Luoyang in his heyday, and he could not let the opponent take advantage of the chaos to rush in.

"——Broken bridge!"

Su Ming'an immediately gave the order to Ming.

The purpose of occupying the bridge is to gain more experience, but when you can no longer handle it, you should stop as early as possible.

The Johnson \u0026 Johnson pills are taking effect, but my right shoulder still hurts. The pain from the broken bone came one after another, and his whole arm felt numb.

Su Ming'an moved his right arm and felt that it was difficult to move. He immediately switched the iron rod to his left hand.

The bright state brings six levels of fighting specialization, swordsmanship specialization and knife specialization. Although the iron rod cannot compete with any of these three specializations, it can more or less drive his body to attack.

It doesn't matter if you hold the weapon in your left hand, it's just a matter of changing hands.

Su Ming'an held an iron rod and stood on the white monster's body, looking at the two white monsters rushing towards him who broke through the defense line.

"I send you the tower..."

"Wha—!"

Feeling a sense of crisis, Su Mingan quickly swung the iron rod and felt his arm go numb.

"Bang!"

Blood flowers exploded before his eyes.

The bullet that was deflected by the iron rod passed over his left chest, penetrated through his right chest, and exploded into a piece of flesh and blood.

【HP-1569! (Severe injury! Penetrating injury!)]

This was a large-caliber bullet, and the impact caused his whole body to tilt backwards, and his body fell backwards uncontrollably.

He sucked in air, but involuntarily spat blood out of his mouth. He touched his hand on the right side of his body and found a huge gash. Warm blood flowed uncontrollably from between his fingers.

The cold rain hit his face, and his eyes turned blood red.

He endured the pain and quickly finished what he had not finished: "...invitation."