Chapter 147: The Arena
"The other party can play with us, but it seems that there is no idea of a career, and the other party is going to go abroad after a while, and the online time will be more stable, and it is estimated that they will not be able to be used as long-term teammates."
"That's a shame."
Lin Chen shook his head, this kind of thing can't be forced, but it can be used as an alternative to rainbow bubbles.
He asked the ghost night to contact each other more, maybe he couldn't recruit a priest, and finally to the point of last resort, he could consider calling first to make up the number.
"Boss, aren't you going to turn on the correction mode?" The ghost of the night suddenly asked.
The ghost night has just noticed that Lin Chen's current level is only level 14, and Lin Chen's PK object is like a dream, but it is enough to have 20 levels, which is 6 levels higher than Lin Chen.
Lin Chen smiled confidently, the disadvantage of 6 levels was not enough for him to retreat in fear. In particular, he now has a starlight talent, so that his basic panel attribute has no obvious shortcomings.
Of course, he didn't think about opening the correction mode to pull the level attributes of the two sides to a relatively balanced point.
However, the relative balance of attributes cannot affect the player's skills, as well as the stunts attached to the equipment.
Now, Lin Chen has 6 equipment stunts.
He believed that with his current set of equipment, not in the entire Baiyun City area, even in the entire national uniform, he would be in the lead.
If the correction mode is turned on at this time, it will not put the two sides in a state of real balance, but will expand Lin Chen's advantage, if he defeats Fusheng Ruomeng through the correction mode, he may not be convinced with the other party's temperament.
If the correction mode is not turned on now, if Lin Chen completely defeats Fusheng Ruomeng with a level disadvantage of 6 levels, he estimates that the other party should be speechless.
If in this case, if you can still find fault with the floating dream, then it is better for the other party to go back and forth.
What Lin Chen hopes to find are like-minded brothers, and people with too poor character will first take different paths and not conspire with each other.
"Damn, this guy won't let us pigeon, right?"
After all, the ghost night ghost was a little impatient to wait, and the face of the sweeping army was not very good-looking, after all, it was the person he was looking for, and if it turned out that the other party was unreliable, it would be his face to lose.
"It's coming!"
Lin Chen is the creator of the competitive room, and he got the information that a player tried to enter the room in the first time.
The next moment, a figure like a dream slowly appeared in front of them.
Lin Chen is the first time to see this person Fusheng Ruomeng, Fusheng Ruomeng doesn't look very old, his appearance is okay, and he is a little handsome.
"You're just dreaming for a thousand years?"
Seeing Lin Chen, he raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a faint arrogance.
Being arrogant is a good thing and a kind of self-confidence, but if you are too arrogant, it is easy to fall on your heels.
Lin Chen looked up at the floating life like a dream, and responded: "I am a dream for a thousand years. ”
After that, he waved his hand and drove the Haunted Night Netherworld and the Sweeping Thousand Armies to the spectator seat, and the sound made by the players in the spectator seat would not be transmitted to the arena.
At this moment, on this arena, only he and Fusheng Ruomeng are left.
"I've finally seen you."
"Oh?"
"When you completed your first Silver boss kill, I paid attention to your name. But at that time, I thought you were just lucky, until later, you killed a gold-level boss behind the god of war Li Qing, and I began to feel that you were not just good luck. ”
Lin Chen smiled and said, "Maybe it's still just good luck." ”
Fusheng Ruomeng didn't hide his inner thoughts, and said, "Perhaps, you have managed to leave an impression in the hearts of many bigwigs, and even the god of the underworld has tried to win you over, but you have not responded. I feel like if I can beat you, I'm going to be worth a lot more. ”
"What if you fail?" Lin Chen squinted.
"That proves that I'm not strong enough, and I'll keep my promise to join your team until one day I succeed in defeating you, proving that this team has limited my growth, and I'll choose to leave."
Lin Chen smiled and said, "When that time comes, we won't restrict you from leaving." ”
After all, the twisted melon is not sweet, and he will never force the will of others.
It's not just a dream, no matter who is in the team, whether it's sweeping thousands of armies, or ghosts and nights. If anyone feels that the team is not suitable for him, no matter when he wants to leave, Lin Chen will send him off, and will not force him to stay.
Since there is no fate between the two sides, it is better to get together and disperse.
The team that is forcibly glued together is not destined to last long, like a dam that has been dug out of an anthole, which can be washed away by floods at any time.
"Then, let's start now." ”
"You can choose the venue."
The arena room opened by Lin Chen, except for the most basic arena, can freely choose the arena, such as deserts, forests, islands, etc., and the arena generated each time is irregular.
"No need."
Lin Chen nodded, since Fusheng Ruomeng has no objections, then he will directly use the default arena to make a PK venue, and both sides have no available terrain.
Countdown.
After 3 seconds, the countdown is over and PK officially begins.
At this moment, the two sides on the arena are hostile to each other, and neither of them can receive any news from the outside world for the time being.
Lin Chen drew the Sword of Dawn and bent his legs slightly, ready to launch his attack.
"Wait!"
But at this moment, Floating Dream suddenly shouted, so that Lin Chen had to interrupt his actions.
Lin Chen felt puzzled, and soon, he heard the questioning of the floating dream.
"How come you only have level 14?"
Lin Chen smiled and explained to Fusheng Ruomeng that it was because he had done a special task that caused the level to drop, and he would soon be able to catch up with the level.
Fusheng Ruomeng felt annoyed and said, "What I want to challenge is a dream of a thousand years in its heyday, but your current level really makes me not in a serious mood." You should at least turn on a modifier mode as well, otherwise what's the point of me beating you? ”
"Then you need to be able to beat me again."
"Huh!"
Fusheng Ruomeng stopped talking, he held his staff high, and a fireball flew out and brushed not far from Lin Chen's face.
After that, as if in a dream, he began to chant his magic.
Lin Chen immediately understood that the duel had officially begun, and that fireball was the signal sent by the floating dream.
The next moment, Lin Chen's figure flew out.
But at this moment, Floating Dream finished his magic chant, and a piece of frost covered the field and quickly extended in the direction where Lin Chen was.
It is the Ring of Frost.
This trick of floating life like a dream was released very exquisitely, although it was not directly released at Lin Chen's feet, but it accurately predicted Lin Chen's position and landing, and the others seemed to be Lin Chen's initiative to bear the damage of the Frost Ring.
However, how could Lin Chen be defenseless?