After returning to the dungeon square, everyone still didn't come back to their senses, and they didn't think clearly why they suddenly fainted without the speed limit just now.

"How's it going, dwarf winter melon, do you know it's amazing?" The fat man laughed, which made him angry a lot.

Without a speed limit, his face was gloomy, he didn't speak, and silently stepped aside.

"Yue'er, did you see it, I said I didn't brag, anyway, the one surnamed Long hasn't come yet, so let's just let Brother Yu take his place, so it's much easier for us to clear the master-level dungeon." The fat man said to the female pastor with a grin.

The priestess clasped her hands on her chest, snorted, and tilted her head to ignore the fat man.

"This is the girl you've been chasing?" Ye Xingyu saw it clearly, and privately sent a message to the fat man.

The fat man scratched his head and gave Ye Xingyu another look, "Brother Yu, you must help me this time." ”

Ye Xingyu smiled and made an OK gesture.

At this moment, the surrounding crowd suddenly stirred.

"Look, it's the people who rebelled against the World Alliance!" A voice in the crowd said.

Then, I saw eight well-balanced players with each class and well-equipped body walking out of the crowd and walking towards the Stone Man Temple Quest Teleportation Array.

"I heard that yesterday the World Alliance failed to challenge the master-level stone man temple dungeon, and this time I must have come to find the field to get the dungeon and kill it first." Another voice said.

"What should I do, Sister Qingyun?" The female priest looked at the female mage with some anxiety and asked.

Jiang Qingyun frowned, she came to snatch the first kill of the dungeon, if she let the people of the Anti-World Alliance snatch it, it would be worth the loss.

"I'd like to invite you to join us, would you?" A crisp and beautiful voice like a yellow bird sounded beside Ye Xingyu.

Ye Xingyu looked at the beautiful female mage who walked beside him, it seemed that this was the leader of this team.

Ye Xingyu shrugged his shoulders and didn't refuse, "I'm just here to brush up on the copy, and I'm happy to accompany me." ”

"Ding, the player Qingyun Zhaoshui invited you to join the team, do you accept?"

"Wait!" Just as Ye Xingyu was about to accept it, a voice suddenly came.

Everyone looked up, and a tall man with a somewhat handsome face appeared in everyone's eyes.

"Sorry, guys, I'm late." The man glanced at everyone casually, and finally his eyes fell on Jiang Qingyun, who was dressed in a magic robe, and said with a smile.

Ye Xingyu frowned, and looked at this player whose ID is Long Zhantian, level 34, and he is also a ranger, with three green suits on his body, a green armor, a green long sword, and a green bracer.

At this stage, such a level of equipment is already a high-level player configuration.

For a while, the atmosphere was a little stagnant.

On the contrary, there was no speed limit, and he glanced at Ye Xingyu provocatively, and then said to everyone: "This is what I said about Brother Long, the elite player of the Peerless Guild." With Brother Long here, we will definitely pass the master dungeon this time! ”

"Cut, compared to the appointed time, you are half an hour late, and you are still an elite player?" The fat man glanced at the little white-faced Dragon Battle Heavenly Dao with disdain.

Everyone didn't know what to do for a while, and they all looked at Jiang Qingyun.

Jiang Qingyun sighed, "Since you're here, let's enter the dungeon quickly." ”

Then Jiang Qingyun looked at Ye Xingyu again, smiled a little apologetically and said, "We have an appointment first, I'm really embarrassed." ”

Long Zhantian frowned.

Ye Xingyu chuckled, "It doesn't matter." ”

After that, Ye Xingyu turned his head to look at the fat man and patted the fat man's shoulder, "Send me a message if you have something." ”

Then he walked in the other direction.

"Brother Yu!" The fat man seemed to want to say something.

"Brother Long, it's this kid who beat me up just now, and said that you are just a fox and a fake tiger, and even your president is not his opponent!" Without speed limit, his eyes flashed slightly and said to Long Zhantian.

"Wait, boy!"

Long Zhantian suddenly said to Ye Xingyu: "Aren't you very powerful? Is there any interest in PK! ”

Ye Xingyu didn't mean to stop, and waved his hand, "I'm not interested!" ”

"What if you bet on the position of this team?" Long Zhantian shouted with a sharp look in his eyes.

Ye Xingyu paused, turned around and smiled, "I'm a little interested, but the stakes aren't big enough." ”

"And how do you want to bet?" Long Zhantian grinned.

"You have a good sword in your hand, I just need a good one." Ye Xingyu looked at the green grade long sword in his hand, nodded at him and said.

"Okay, yes, I'll give up my place if you win, and I'll give you this sword and bracers with it. However, if you lose, then learn to bark twice in front of everyone, and never appear in front of me in the future. Long Zhantian said with a cruel smile.

"That's a bit too much, isn't it?" The priestess said with some displeasure.

"That's not fair, if you lose, you'll have to learn to bark twice, otherwise I won't bet with you." Ye Xingyu spread his hands and said.

Want to make a fool of me? Ye Xingyu sneered in his heart, he provoked me, but he had to pay the price.

"Yes!" Long Zhantian looked at the white long sword in Ye Xingyu's hand, then looked at his level and hesitated for a moment, then said with a sneer.

Seeing this, Jiang Qingyun wanted to stop it, it would not be a good thing if the relationship in the team was stiffened before entering the dungeon, but she didn't know how to speak, and she also knew that even if she spoke, the two sides might not listen to her.

"Brother Yu, no problem, right?" The fat man asked a little uneasily.

Ye Xingyu stretched, "Have you seen me miss?" ”

"Ding, you received a PK invitation from the player Long Zhantian, do you accept it?"

"Yes!"

As before, the two appeared on the arena at the same time, while the rest of the people appeared in the audience.

"Let's get started." Long Zhantian sneered with a green-grade long sword.

Then, the two began to approach rapidly from opposite ends of the arena.

"Bell!"

A crisp metal collision sound sounded on the arena, and Long Zhantian's green grade long sword and Ye Xingyu's white grade long sword collided together.

"Ding, the power collision rating system takes effect, your strength value is judged to be slightly weaker than the opponent, and the shock damage is -5"

Ye Xingyu felt the shock force coming from his arm, his eyes condensed slightly, and he took half a step back.

This time the collision between the two sides was just a temptation, and he only used half of his strength, but the other party was definitely not much different.

The other party's strength is stronger than his own, but it is not too strong. This is Ye Xingyu's first feeling. Strength is one of Ye Xingyu's weakest attributes, and it is not surprising that his strength is stronger than him.

The initial attribute of strength is at least 9 points, and the strength growth points should be 1, but it does not reach 1.5, otherwise his strength should be more than this, and the bracers have a certain increase in his strength. Ye Xingyu speculated.

"Boy, is that all you have to do?" Long Zhantian sneered.

Ye Xingyu didn't say anything and deflected his sword, but he learned a trick when he assassinated himself because of Feng Liu'er, and slashed straight at Long Zhantian's sword-holding hand.

Long Zhantian had two choices, one was to exchange injuries for injuries, and the other was to use brute force to block Ye Xingyu's sword, and Long Zhantian chose the latter.

I saw that his sword-holding hand blocked to the side, and flicked Ye Xingyu's sword directly. Ye Xingyu was not surprised, and with the power of Long Zhantian, he turned around and stabbed at Long Zhantian's wide open chest.

Seeing this, Long Zhantian's figure quickly took a few steps back, and then stepped heavily on the ground, speeding up by a few points.

Wolf Step!

Ye Xingyu stabbed in the air with a sword, and Long Zhantian took the opportunity to step forward and slash horizontally with a sword.

Sword skills, half moon slash!

Ye Xingyu returned to the sword to block, stepped on the ground under his feet, and did a somersault backwards, narrowly avoiding the sword.

“-70”

A wound floated out of Ye Xingyu's head.

Ye Xingyu, who had fallen to the ground again, didn't have time to stand firm, but Long Zhantian followed with a cruel smile.

"Your brother Yu doesn't look like he can beat that dragon battle sky." The female priest Ling Yue'er frowned and said to the fat man.

"You're wrong, Long Zhantian shouldn't be that person's opponent." Jiang Qingyun suddenly spoke.

"But isn't that man always backing away?" The pastor was puzzled.

"He hasn't used his skills yet." Jiang Qingyun looked at Ye Xingyu's figure and smiled.