[Ding! Player "Modern Aristocrat" has challenged you!]
[Ding! Any counterattacks you make within 1 hour will be considered self-defense; no sin value will be imposed, no reputation will be lost, and no Red Name will appear.]
[Ding! Player "Modern Aristocrat" is teamed with others; the system regards the whole team as a unit. Any attack on any member within 1 hour is also considered self-defense!]
The system alert sounded loudly in Ye Qiu's mind.
"Hmm?"
Ye Qiu looked toward the group of players rushing at him.
The leader was a pale, plump man, his face full of fury, holding a longbow.
He fired an arrow, aiming at Ye Qiu!
But his aim was poor.
The arrow landed beside Ye Qiu, stuck into the ground!
Although it missed Ye Qiu, the system had already registered it as an "attack challenge"!
"Zhou Wenyuan! What are you doing?!"
Zhao Hanyan was shocked, quickly shouting!
Zhou Wenyuan's in-game name was "Modern Aristocrat".
Hearing Zhao Hanyan scold, he paused for a moment, then said, "Sister Yan, this NPC dared to press a sword to your neck—that's asking for death! I'm teaching him a lesson!"
Zhou Wenyuan's game mindset was still stuck in typical online games.
No matter how realistic, in his eyes, players were players, but NPCs were just lines of code!
Killing them was no big deal!
"Get lost!" Zhao Hanyan was furious.
She had been working hard to befriend this mysterious NPC, and now Zhou was ruining the atmosphere!
"Sister Yan, you told me to get lost?!"
Zhou Wenyuan was stunned, then sneered, "He was bullying you! I came to help, and you scold me instead?!"
He was very upset, and unable to fully vent his anger on Zhao Hanyan, so he focused on Ye Qiu, saying fiercely, "An NPC, huh? Very intelligent, huh? I'm really angry now, all your fault!"
He gestured to his subordinates, "Why are you still standing? Kill him!"
"Yes, sir!"
His players charged at Ye Qiu.
"Who dares touch him?!"
Zhao Hanyan immediately stepped forward, blocking in front of Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu was somewhat surprised.
The female player "Mist and Cold Clouds", though eccentric, seemed basically good-natured.
Meanwhile...
Tianmu showed a white plump male player's info in Ye Qiu's view—
[Player: Modern Aristocrat
Class: Archer
Level: 1
HP: 250]
"So he's a second generation rich kid."
Ye Qiu understood.
Slowly lifting his Fine Steel Sword, he noticed many players gathering nearby, whispering and pointing.
"What's going on?!"
"That fat guy brought a dozen players to attack the mysterious NPC!"
"That... probably can't win, right?"
"Don't know."
"That fat guy seems to be the heir of the Tianfei Group! He's been setting up in the game for a long time!"
"A few players with him are already Level 7!"
"Then the outcome is unpredictable!"
"This mysterious NPC is in danger!"
"Players can resurrect, but if an NPC dies, it's for real!"
The crowd buzzed with chatter, all watching the drama unfold.
Hearing nearby players, Zhou Wenyuan arrogantly lifted his chin, saying, "Sister Yan, get out of the way. This is between me and this NPC, none of your business!"
Actually, this was an excuse to give Zhao Hanyan a way out.
However, Zhao Hanyan didn't back down at all, frowning, "Zhou Wenyuan, don't act recklessly! This game isn't like your usual online games!"
Hearing this, anger surfaced on Zhou Wenyuan's face.
He snapped, "Zhao Hanyan, that's enough! I've been helping you, and if you don't appreciate it, fine, but to defend someone else and criticize me repeatedly? That's just low!"
"You—!"
Zhao Hanyan had never been humiliated so openly!
Her pride flared.
She shot back, "Zhou, don't think just because you're Tianfei Group's heir everyone fears you and yields! I've been giving you face all this time!"
Although saying so, Zhao Hanyan really didn't want conflict with Zhou Wenyuan.
Her Zhao Family was big and powerful, but still far behind the Tianfei Group!
She blocked Zhou Wenyuan out of genuine concern, fearing his group might gang up on the mysterious NPC and hurt him.
Because she knew several of Zhou's high-level players!
Most were already Level 7!
One was even Level 8!
With good gear!
In a one-on-one fight, she didn't think any of them could defeat the mysterious NPC.
But with so many players at once, high-level and well-equipped, the outcome was uncertain!
Zhou Wenyuan was furious, and normally would back down against pressure.
Seeing Zhao Hanyan still resolute, he coldly said, "Let's kill him together. Players can resurrect anyway!"
With that, his subordinates finally lost restraint, all charging at Ye Qiu!
Around them, many onlookers had started recording!
The game had built-in recording!
The charging players were full of battle intent, like prowling tigers and leopards!
Spectators widened their eyes, watching carefully!
They wanted to see if the NPC would escape wounded, die on the spot, or beg for mercy!
Although the game had only been open three days (game time), players' overall strength was rising quickly!
NPCs, on the other hand, showed almost no improvement!
Many players were already plotting to team up after reaching Level 10, storm the Novice Village, and kill Village Chief Uncle Xu!
Their goal was total freedom!
"You all—!"
Zhao Hanyan panicked seeing Zhou's strong players rush in!
She sighed helplessly, closing her eyes, ready to accept death!
Unfortunately, just as she had begun to favor the mysterious NPC, and was about to befriend him, nothing more happened!
Yet, the expected pain
did not come upon Zhao Hanyan.
Instead, a voice whispered in her ear, low and clear: "Seventh Slash Technique—Borrow Power!"
The wind blew and moved.
That was the power of nature.
Whoosh!
The gentle breeze suddenly became wildly fierce and savage!
Dust flew.
Howling endlessly!
"Damn! These high-level players are amazing! Who cast the wind skill? So strong!"
A player shouted excitedly.
But at that moment, his voice seemed very out of place!
Because everyone else was silent!
Including Zhou Wenyuan and his group of high-level players!
The excited player immediately shut up, and, like everyone else, became stunned!
Before their eyes, including Zhou Wenyuan and his dozen-plus high-level players, their bodies slowly split from the middle!
Blood splattered everywhere!
"Ah!!!"
Screams of agony finally broke out!
Thud! Thud!...
One by one, the high-level players fell!
Some died instantly!
Some struggled for a moment!
Looking at the cloaked Ye Qiu, now holding his sword, having switched places with Zhao Hanyan, he stood in front.
A faint breeze lingered on his sword, but no blood stained it.
With a light flick of his wrist, the breeze completely vanished!
Silence!
A deathly silence!
All the players stared at Ye Qiu in shock, then at the corpses of Zhou Wenyuan and his high-level players!
For a long moment, they couldn't believe it!
Some couldn't confirm what their eyes were seeing!
This mysterious NPC... used only one sword strike!
Yes!
Not a second strike!
Over a dozen high-level players were instantly killed!
Many players rubbed their eyes hard, fearing they were seeing things!
But the fact was clear!
Zhao Hanyan slowly opened her eyes, also staring dumbfounded at Zhou Wenyuan and his fallen players, covering her mouth in shock!
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