43: Chapter 43: If you can't even protect your equipment, what kind of player are you!

"Escape? Why escape?"

In the courtyard, Yang Zhaoting stood with his hands behind his back and asked calmly.

Oh?

"Acting so cool?"

Qin Muyuan was suddenly surprised.

Within his Killing Intent Perception, apart from Yang Zhaoting, there were no other people around who generated Killing Intent toward him.

In other words.

Yang Zhaoting actually didn't arrange any other soldiers or Martial Artists to intercept him?

He intended to face him alone?

"This is somewhat interesting."

Qin Muyuan flicked his wrist slightly, and the blood stained on the pure nail was instantly shaken off.

Just as a portion of the blood was about to stain Qin Muyuan's body, it seemed to hit some kind of barrier and suddenly bounced away, failing to stain him with blood.

"Are you a Martial Artist? Wanting to come and have a 1v1 real man's battle with me?" Qin Muyuan asked with great interest.

If it were any other trembling NPC, he would naturally raise his hand and hack them down.

However, encountering such an NPC enemy who was both rational, unafraid of him, and seemed full of confidence—

He could reluctantly ask a question.

"A real man's battle?" Yang Zhaoting shook his head with a calm expression:

"Your strength is not bad, but compared to me, you are still somewhat lacking."

"Yo!" Qin Muyuan let out a surprised sound. Could it be that this Yang Zhaoting was a potential boss unit?

Thinking this, a surge of Battle Intent rose in his eyes, and holding the pure nail, he walked forward step by step.

He wanted to see what was so peculiar about Yang Zhaoting—

Click!

Suddenly, accompanied by Qin Muyuan's step falling, a crisp clicking sound rang out from underfoot.

At the same time, Qin Muyuan also perceived the foreign sensation coming from under his feet.

"This is..."

Boom!

The buried firearms suddenly exploded!

A huge explosion echoed through the courtyard, and the explosive flames burst from the ground like a sea, completely swallowing Qin Muyuan's body!

As for Yang Zhaoting, who had maintained a calm expression all along, the moment Qin Muyuan stepped into the range of the firearms, he hugged his beloved wife and quickly rolled backward.

This movement, ever since he mastered the firearms made by craftsmen five years ago, he had practiced countless times!

Under such diligent practice, Yang Zhaoting rolled with his beloved wife and smoothly hid under a stone table.

This stone table was specially manufactured to coordinate with the firearms.

It was also made of white iron stone, capable of withstanding extremely strong explosive impact and damage.

Furthermore, it was firmly nailed into the ground; even the explosions and explosive flames raised from the courtyard could not uproot the white iron stone table!

"Everything is over."

Until the initial shock of the explosion dissipated, Yang Zhaoting brought his beloved wife out from under the narrow stone table.

Although hiding under the narrow stone table with his beloved wife indeed had a certain flavor to it.

But due to Materials and the need to deceive others, this stone table was built a bit too small; squatting under it for too long would make his lower back uncomfortable.

Yang Zhaoting emerged from under the stone table, a confident smile revealing itself on his old face. Stroking his goatee, he said in front of his beloved wife:

"Wisdom, make more use of your wisdom."

"Lier, this is the first survival secret I am imparting to you."

Hearing this, the beloved wife immediately raised her head to look at Yang Zhaoting, her eyes filled with admiration, whether out of genuine instruction or to please Yang Zhaoting.

Only.

The next second, the admiration in the beloved wife's eyes rapidly turned into shock and fear.

"M-My lord! B-Behind!"

"Behind?!"

Hearing this, Yang Zhaoting turned around, casting his gaze into the still-burning sea of fire.

Then he saw.

Within the sea of fire, a blood-stained figure walked out step by step.

Accompanied by each step taken, the voice from the figure grew a fraction louder.

"You! How! Dare!"

Killing Intent that could almost condense into substance burned on Qin Muyuan's body, and within his pupils, there was also anger burning fiercely like flames.

Simply because.

[Leon's Shirt (Period Costume Version) has been damaged in the explosion!]

Such a stream of light flashed across the panel.

The new equipment Qin Muyuan had just bought from the game mall—it was broken!

This undoubtedly made Qin Muyuan's heart bleed.

As a player, he had always followed the principle of "Characters can die, but equipment cannot break!"

And now.

A piece of equipment.

A piece of new equipment just purchased from the mall.

A piece of equipment that solved the pain point of getting stained with blood and left Qin Muyuan very satisfied.

Was blown to pieces just like that!

Watching helplessly as the equipment was destroyed right before his eyes, even wearing it on his body when it was destroyed, blocking the explosive flames and shockwave on his back for him!

Failing to protect even his equipment, what kind of player was Qin Muyuan even considered!

"O-Old! Man!"

The Killing Intent on Qin Muyuan's body condensed into substance, pouring like a tide into the pure nail:

"Have! You! Ever! Seen! Meat! Paste!"

Bang!

Strength fiercely surged into his feet, the floor beneath Qin Muyuan's feet rapidly shattered into dust, and then the surrounding floor instantly cracked into spiderweb-like fissures.

Under this huge recoil force, Qin Muyuan's body burst forth, transforming into a pitch-black cannonball!

Clang!

A scarlet, blood-filled sword light flashed past, and Yang Zhaoting instantly let out a miserable scream, his body suddenly dropping by a section.

He collapsed to the ground, his expression twisted into a pretzel shape due to pain, his hands pressing tightly against his knees.

Then one could see that at his knees... there were no knees left.

From the menisci of his knees downward, all the flesh and blood had disappeared, leaving only a mirror-smooth flesh cross-section!

Pat.

As he collapsed, the long-handled object that had been hidden in his embrace also tumbled out.

It was a firearm about half an arm in length.

The sound of the firearm hitting the ground allowed Yang Zhaoting's mind, which had gone crazy from the pain, to regain its rationality.

He gritted his teeth tightly, raising his hand to grab that firearm.

However.

Just as his right hand was about to touch the firearm, another swift flash of bloody light swept past.

Swish.

A palm flew up into the air.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The excruciating pain tugged at Yang Zhaoting's nerves, causing him to emit another shrill, miserable scream.

But Qin Muyuan, whose clothing was almost entirely swallowed by the explosive flames, showed no pity whatsoever. Wielding the pure nail, he coldly slashed down with one sword strike after another.

...

By the time Wangcai heard the explosion, saw the firelight, and rushed over from outside.

He only saw the blood-stained Qin Muyuan, as well as a pile of meat paste whose original form was unknown.

"Weak! Too weak!"

After killing Yang Zhaoting, the anger in Qin Muyuan's eyes finally dissipated by more than half.

He found a strip of cloth in the courtyard and slowly wiped the blood stains from his face.

Immediately afterward, he looked toward the panel.

[Completed Quest: Enemies of the Whole Country Phase 2 Quest, slay the Hongyan Prefecture Commandant and Prefect]

[Reward: EXP +2000, Mall Points +7000, Huoyun Country Fame +1000, White · Wind-Riding Step * 1]

At that instant, a massive amount of martial arts knowledge flooded into Qin Muyuan's mind!