The strength of professional players, practice twice

Soon, Lin Xuan saw a man brutally stomping on someone's face in the forest about two kilometers from the camp.

He was twisting his foot and cursing, "Damn it, look at your status, how dare you curse me!"

"It's only at this time that you commoners gain power; in the past, I would have made you disappear without a trace in minutes!"

The person being stepped on was stubborn and cursed back, "Damn it, you're a coward!"

"You only dare to bully me because you're a professional player. If you have the guts, let me up, and we'll go one-on-one!"

The person being stepped on was Liu Da Erduo.

His curse instantly made the person stepping on him intensify his actions.

He was brutally kicked in the face again, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Normally, professional players with digitized health bars would not spit blood when hit.

But Liu Da Erduo was different.

He had been severely wounded by the professional player invited by the Song Family Chamber of Commerce.

In this state, let alone spitting blood, he could even be crippled if the attacks were slightly more ruthless.

He could only recover with life water.

Even more ruthless, it could easily kill!

"Cough cough..." Liu Da Erduo was stepped on the ground, his breathing heavy.

He glared hatefully at the man holding a large saber next to him.

"Wu Bing, I curse your ancestors! As a professional player, you bully the weak like this. No wonder you haven't won a championship in ten years, you deserve it! Damn it..."

"Hmm?" Liu Da Erduo's words enraged the saber-wielding man. His eyes turned cold, and he swept a kick towards Liu Da Erduo.

Holding a large saber, it was clear that this man named Wu Bing was a close-combat saber user.

Close-combat professionals have terrifying physical strength.

This kick was powerful, heavy, and fast!

Most importantly, it was accompanied by saber qi!

With this kick, Liu Da Erduo's chest would probably be shattered, or he might even be cut in half at the waist!

Liu Da Erduo's face turned pale when he saw this. He struggled to dodge.

However, his body was pinned down by Song Ming, unable to move.

"Wu Bing, how dare you! If you kill..."

However.

Before he could finish his sentence.

A series of whooshing sounds cut through the air.

It was the sound of air being torn, created by extreme speed.

Before Liu Da Erduo and Wu Bing could react.

Boom—!

A series of explosions rang out.

The man holding the large saber, with his terrifying physical strength, was directly blasted away.

The immense force sent Wu Bing flying seven or eight meters, smashing hard into a large tree before slowly sliding down.

"Damn it, who!"

The sudden sneak attack stunned everyone present.

Before they could react.

Another golden palm strike sent the blond Song Ming flying as well.

After being hit, Song Ming, like a scarecrow, also slammed hard into a large tree, spitting out a mouthful of blood before slowly landing.

At this moment, everyone finally saw the newcomer clearly.

Liu Da Erduo, who was originally on the ground, had already been helped up.

And the person who made the move was a very young man.

"Young Master Lin, thank...thank you."

Liu Da Erduo had now taken a powerful recovery potion, and his condition had recovered by seventy to eighty percent.

He quickly thanked Lin Xuan, who was beside him.

Lin Xuan nodded, looking with interest at the saber-wielding man not far away.

Wu Bing, a professional player from Modu University.

Retired.

During his time playing in Modu, Modu never won any championship trophy.

However, after he retired, Modu directly won the national league three times in a row.

It is said that someone once saw this person in a bar, drinking heavily for thirty days.

It's hard to say if it was joy or sorrow.

Of course, Lin Xuan wasn't too interested in this person's past.

More importantly, he wanted to take the opportunity to fight this person.

To test the strength of a professional player.

He had always heard that professional players were very strong, but from that single strike just now, he couldn't tell.

At this moment, Wu Bing looked at Lin Xuan with a mix of surprise and anger.

He had never expected someone to intervene at this moment.

He had been completely caught off guard by the sneak attack.

However, even so,

He found that the damage just now was very wrong!

It shouldn't be that high, should it?

Wu Bing was surprised.

Now that Divine Grace Cemetery had undergone an anomaly, most of the people who came here were Tier 1 professionals.

Even if there were Tier 2 or even Tier 3, they were here to do business or were leaders of various forces.

The person in front of him was very young.

Most likely a Tier 1 professional.

But could a Tier 1 professional deal such high damage?

Although he had retired, he was sure that no one from the professional league was this person.

"Who are you?" Wu Bing just asked.

"Heh heh, you need to know who I am," Lin Xuan chuckled. "I heard you used to be a professional player. Want to spar a bit?"

"Don't worry, I know how to hold back; I won't kill you."

As his words fell, Lin Xuan directly attacked.

A golden palm descended from the sky.

The center of the golden palm had black patterns, with Sanskrit charactersentanglement around it.

It pressed down fiercely towards the front.

"Lin Xuan, how dare you!" Song Ming was bewildered by this scene.

When he was at Liu Da Erduo's stall, he had naturally checked the information of the young man next to Chen Wanqiu.

He didn't expect it to be Lin Xuan, the recently famous new student from Jianghai City.

As someone who had participated in the college entrance examination,

He was somewhat unconvinced by Lin Xuan.

After all, the honor of being the top scorer, if someone from a major power wanted it, they could prepare some powerful summoning equipment before the exam.

They could completely hard-clear the core area and thus get a high score.

But this era is different from before the Great Cataclysm. No matter how good you are at the college entrance examination, society needs your abilities after university.

There are geniuses every year, but how many truly grow up?

However, being unconvinced was one thing.

Lin Xuan's powerful performance at Mingzhu University later was another.

Lin Xuan, Necromancer.

High attack, high defense, high health, and many summoned creatures.

No one wanted to face Lin Xuan directly.

But now he saw him, and after enduring a high-damage skill, he immediately entered a severely wounded state and spat blood.

Now, the golden large hand was pressing down again.

If he didn't quickly recover his health or dodge the attack, he might die!

"I can't withstand it!"

Song Ming was scared out of his wits and quickly used a mysterious item. The item enveloped him in golden light, and with a whoosh, he fled into the distance.

Before he could escape too far.

Boom—!

He was sent flying backward again.

Fortunately, the golden light protected him, and he merely fell into a coma.

Unlike Song Ming's disheveled state, Wu Bing's fighting spirit was surging at this moment.

The moment he heard Lin Xuan's name,

He knew the identity of the man in front of him.

As for Lin Xuan,

He was now a household name.

Such a young man might even go on to play in the professional league in the future.

Thinking of the professional league,

A wave of annoyance surged in Wu Bing's heart.

He slashed with his saber, dispersing the golden light.

"Hmm? Is that Demonic Breaking Blade?"

Lin Xuan was somewhat surprised to see his self-constructed magical attack being broken by the opponent.

Fortunately, he was a well-read and knowledgeable person.

He had heard of this move by the man.

Hidden profession, Money-Grabbing Swordsman.

This type of professional could strengthen their attacks by spending money.

At level fifty, there was a chance to awaken a powerful skill, Demonic Breaking Blade.

When Demonic Breaking Blade was unleashed,

It not only possessed a powerful offensive effect but could also break through the opponent's magical offensive.

This kind of abnormal mechanism

Had once led various countries around the world to spend immense financial resources to cultivate it.

Unfortunately, the amount of money spent was simply too much.

The investment and return were far from proportional.

The same resources could create three equally powerful other hidden professions.

So, countries gradually abandoned it.

Of course, more importantly,

Someone discovered that the probability of Demonic Breaking Blade breaking through an enemy's magical attack was not one hundred percent.

At this moment, Wu Bing saw his saber dispel Lin Xuan's attack, a sneer appeared on his lips, and he directly leaped forward to cleave.

"Interesting, still daring to get close?"

"Since you can break magic, then try my Splitting Mount Hua with eight hundred times physical attack!"