Du Sen met a mercenary this time, a martial artist, a third-order high rank, two small ranks higher than Du Sen.

Du Sen is now at the beginning of the third order, and it has only been less than two months since he ascended to the third order, and it is because Lan Yu gave him a nutrient pill that he has successfully advanced to the rank. Although he didn't expect to be able to fight to the end of the third order, he was eliminated in the second game, and Du Sen felt that his face would fall.

However, seeing the mercenary's wolf-like eyes looking at him, Du Sen's cold pores stood up. He felt that if he really fought for a while, the other party would never care about his life or death, and he would definitely be fierce!

The age of this mercenary is the same as that of the killed mercenary Fan Xiaoyang, they are both free mercenaries, and their age is almost thirty years old. Such people, among the mercenaries, belong to the lowest level of existence, and they have always been trampled on by others. However, in this arena of the third order, the adult male of the third order is an absolute master. Especially these people, they are all really experienced in a hundred battles, smooth as a loach, compared to Dusen, it is really a college student, and the other is a kindergarten.

But can he not compare?

Du Sen looked at the other party's strong body and couldn't help but swallow. Now he finally got a taste of what it was like for Blue Feather to play the first game. It's terrifying! It's hard to decide the contradictions! Or you might as well admit defeat?

"Boy," the stout mercenary on the other side squinted at Du Sen, his eyes full of contempt, "I think you still choose to surrender and admit defeat!

"Throw in the towel?"

Du Sen's heart struggled, and his eyes unconsciously looked at Ling Bing on the rostrum.

Ling Bing's eyes were calm, and there was no excitement in her eyes, as if Du Sen couldn't affect her mood no matter how she chose.

Dusen suddenly fell silent. With a "brush", he pulled out his katana and held it across his chest.

Since he decided to participate in this competition, he should have been mentally prepared to meet an opponent whose cultivation is higher than his own. If he saw that the other party's cultivation was higher than his own, and he didn't even have the courage to shine the sword, why did he need to participate? What qualifications did he have to become Hua Jiujiu's preparatory follower?

"Look for death! Then I will fulfill you!"

The strong mercenary was called Qiu Haoyan, and when he saw Zhuang, his face suddenly became hideous and terrifying. At the same time, he also pulled out his katana with a "brush". With a loud roar, he swung his knife and attacked Dusen.

Dusen's mood had become extremely calm. The enemy is strong and we are weak, and when fighting, we must be more engrossed. They are still of the same rank, but in terms of rank, he is slightly inferior to this strong mercenary by two ranks. This gap is not against the sky! Since Lan Yu can defeat a mercenary who is two ranks higher than his rank, then he can too.

The mecha slid and unfolded flexibly, cleverly avoiding Qiu Haoyan before he was about to slash it.

Dusen has a lean build, a well-proportioned body, and is agile in his movements. His katana was always horizontal in front of him, and he didn't take the initiative to attack, nor did he collide with Qiu Haoyan's katana once. In terms of strength, he admits that he is not Qiu Haoyan's opponent, so he has been looking for opportunities, looking for opportunities that can hit with one blow and determine the situation with one move.

Dusen's family was a business family, mainly engaged in clothing manufacturing. There are not too many awakened people in the family, and there is no special inheritance of physical attack ability cultivation methods. The set of mecha sliding steps he uses now is still a family heirloom technique taught to him by Daddy Smurf when he went to visit Blue Feather. Compared to ordinary physical techniques, I don't know how much more clever I am.

And this free mercenary Qiu Haoyan used the physical technique of the big road, that is, the physical technique of the rotten street taught in the general training center. In fact, it is the mercenary version of the physical skills taught in the school, removing the complicated moves in the school's physical arts, but there are more ruthless and direct killings. In fact, it is more practical for mercenaries who are mainly task-oriented.

"Bad seed, don't run if you have the ability, let's fight hard, so that you can run around like a monkey, what kind of ability is it?"

Qiu Haoyan fought for a long time, but he didn't even touch a corner of Du Sen's clothes, but was so tired that he was out of breath, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes, and began to use the agitation method.

"Silly fork, your cultivation is higher than mine, if I have a hard fight with you, then I will be brain-dead. If you have the ability, we are more flexible than you!" Du Sen's breath was quite steady, and after saying such a long series of words, the movements under his feet did not pause at all.

Qiu Haoyan had already increased his speed to the extreme, and the consumption of physical energy was particularly huge, but on the other hand, Du Sen's aura had remained stable, and the accelerated speed did not seem to have any effect on him. No, if you continue like this, you will definitely run out of strength and lose.

Thinking like this, he suddenly slowed down the movement in his hand, and while casually waving his katana, he lowered his voice and said to Du Sen:

"Boy, I don't think we can do it anymore. Well, how about we make a deal? As long as you throw in the towel, I'll give you 10,000 contribution points. How's it about cashing in right away?"

"Give me 10,000 contribution points?"

Dusen raised an eyebrow in surprise, a little incredulous.

His opponent is a grassroots freelance mercenary at first glance, and their financial situation has always been terrible, and it is rare to have more than 10,000 contribution points on their account. Now he is willing to trade 10,000 contribution points in order to win. Does he have so many contribution points?

"Yes. Come to think of it, at your current level, you won't be able to make it to the end. The following are basically third-order high-level and peak players, and you, a little hairy boy in the early stage of the third order, can't be their opponent at all. It's better that Yu and I made this deal now, and you can get 10,000 contribution points for nothing, which can be regarded as not coming for nothing. ”

On the rostrum, Ling Bing's brows furrowed slightly.

She has been paying attention to the situation of the match between Blue Feather and Du Sen, and the game between Blue Feather has already come to an end, but here Du Sen, it seems that the situation is a little wrong! When can the open and official arena be openly traded? Is the organizing committee of the competition just let it go?

In fact, Ling Bing didn't know that there was really such a rule in the various competitions of Blue Star, if you could convince your opponent to automatically admit defeat and give up your game, then it would be considered a win. As long as you can convince all your opponents to give up automatically, all the way to the championship, the organizing committee has no opinion. Economic strength is also a type of strength, just as luck is also a type of strength.

"Why is it too little? Those 20,000 contribution points! It really can't be more, you know, my level is higher than yours, and in the end, I have more advantages. Boy, you better accept it when you see it!" Qiu Haoyan saw that Du Sen didn't speak, but the movements under his feet did not slow down by half a minute, and he couldn't help but be anxious, and took the initiative to raise the price again.

"Twenty thousand contribution points, where did you get so many contribution points?" Du Sen was surprised, this kind of free mercenary actually had more than twenty thousand contribution points on his account, which was quite unusual.

"You don't have to worry about it, you just have to say, whether you want to or not!" Qiu Haoyan said impatiently.

A cold glint flashed in Dusen's eyes. How could he possibly be willing?

With a wave of the katana in his hand, he collided with Qiu Haoyan's katana for the first time. He showed his answer with action.

"Phew, shame on your face!" Qiu Haoyan was furious, and the katana was swung even more powerfully, and the momentum of the whole person climbed to the highest point in an instant.