Chapter Ninety-Seven: Victory
On the rostrum, the "leaders" of the student union watched the game here, and Feng An sat in the middle, controlling the situation.
Since the ban on transportation between towns was lifted, Feng An began to take advantage of his position as the president of the student union to organize a mercenary group similar to a union in "Wizarding World".
The mercenary group they formed was not of high rank, but by forming multiple low-level mercenary groups, they were able to win over one vote of students.
Form a verbal alliance - the Nancai Alliance.
After the baptism of the plot mission, the Nancai Alliance has been greatly developed, and many students who have no choice but to leave the town of birth have gathered in the Nancai Alliance.
Today, the Nancai Alliance has a scale of more than 1,000 people (including the relatives of the students), which can be described as a strong soldier and has unified the player forces in the town where the Nancai Alliance is located.
But Feng An also encountered a big problem, that is, the proportion of high-level combat players was too small.
Most of the players are still hovering below level 6, and there are only a handful of players who have reached level 7 in the first echelon, with only more than 20 people.
The extreme imbalance in the proportion of high-end combat power has seriously affected the success rate and loss rate of daily activities, and there is dissatisfaction in the Nancai Alliance.
And the reason why Feng An agreed to Li Yingjie's nonsense request this time was to win him over and a group of people under him.
Although Yang Hao's Wolf Warrior Mercenary Group relied on several waves of advertisements, it was very popular and almost a household name.
But because the suits that everyone wears in the game are too different from what they wear in reality, and their faces are slightly different and Yang Hao deliberately blurred them, unless they are relatives and friends, ordinary people can't recognize the members of the Wolf Warriors.
Feng An is very interested in the business model of the Wolf Warrior Mercenary Group, and he believes that the leader of the Wolf Warrior has great experience in market management and a strong brand awareness.
But if Feng An knew that the leader of the wolf warrior he admired had been cheated by him, I don't know how he would feel.
"Hehe, don't bother, brother has always been 100%."
Yang Hao continued to move his body to adapt, and he didn't raise his head to the ground.
Li Yingjie suddenly felt a little bad, but he still convinced himself in his heart that Yang Hao was a long-range, and his melee ability was definitely weak, and his pain perception was only raised because he was not vulnerable to damage at a distance.
Li Yingjie put away his contemptuous expression and prepared seriously.
From the effect point of view, in this round of psychological competition, Yang Hao won completely.
Soon with 10 seconds left before the start of the game, the two stood in standard positions, staring at each other.
At this time, Li Yingjie felt a huge pressure, and Yang Hao felt like two people after taking the sword.
Li Yingjie secretly felt something inexplicable, locked on him, and then suddenly disappeared.
Delusion? Li Yingjie thought to himself.
Yang Hao danced a sword flower casually, and his expression changed from the original seriousness to relaxation, as if he was not in a competition, but participating in a pleasant outing.
"Ding~"
The bell rings, the game begins!
Li Yingjie was deeply stung by Yang Hao's relaxed expression, and he couldn't think about Yang Hao's methods anymore and rushed to attack.
The distance between the two sides was not too far, Li Yingjie quickly closed the distance, while Yang Hao stood still and watched Li Yingjie's movements intently.
Seeing that Yang Hao did not move, Li Yingjie was even more annoyed in his heart, and slashed down at Yang Hao's right arm.
The movements were very standard, and the long sword that broke through the wind drew a beautiful arc in the air.
Yang Hao kicked his back foot, took a small step back, and dodged the sword.
Li Yingjie was unforgiving, his feet moved, and while taking a step forward, he withdrew the long sword that had fallen to the lower left, and flipped his wrist dexterously, driving the tip of the long sword to slash towards Yang Hao's chin.
Yang Hao was another small displacement in the sideways, avoiding this sword.
Yang Hao thought to himself: This Li Yingjie still has two strokes, and his swordsmanship is very murderous.
Yang Hao quickly retreated, Li Yingjie followed closely, and the sword in his hand either slashed obliquely or stabbed straight, constantly attacking Yang Hao.
Yang Hao looked defeated and powerless to fight back.
Li Yingjie initially thought that Yang Hao was forced to fight back by his continuous offensive, but as the number of dodges increased, he gradually realized that something was wrong, and his face became more and more gloomy.
His eyes were fixed on Yang Hao's movements, and while he was puzzled, he had no intention of stopping.
Be sure to find an opportunity, and as long as you hit the sword, you can get the advantage.
Everyone on the rostrum was discussing, and Yang Hao's seemingly embarrassed appearance made them mistakenly think that Yang Hao was at a disadvantage.
So most people look down on Yang Hao and say something weird.
"Didn't you just pull it? How did you get molested all of a sudden? ”
"Hehe, a model of pretending to be struck by lightning."
"What the hell is this?"
Feng An didn't say a word, he saw that Yang Hao was still calm and unhurried under Li Yingjie's fierce attack, and he dodged quite methodically.
He remembered Yang Hao's performance in the salamander camp at that time, which could be described as turning the tide with force, and he couldn't help but regret a little in his heart, maybe he had made a loss-making deal today.
Zhao Jingyi also sweated for Yang Hao off the field, she really hoped that Yang Hao could teach Li Yingjie a good lesson and give her anger, and at the same time, the misunderstanding just now would make her feel more guilty about Yang Hao.
"Sister, don't worry, Brother Hao will definitely win!"
Xiao Mengmei said confidently, she is much more shrewd than her sister, and she has seen Yang Hao's hidden strength early on, this was the case with the salamander camp last time, and the same is true this time.
Little cute girl: "..."It's really a thick thigh, hum! Sister is really useless, otherwise people can hug it justifiably. Kindness? As....
Zhao Jingyi didn't know what bad idea Xiaomengmei was thinking, she was just comforting herself when she thought of her sister.
Looking at the arena again, Li Yingjie became more and more excited after repeated attempts to no avail, and his sword was faster, but his movements were out of shape, and his power was greatly reduced.
And his physical strength began to run out, and he was panting heavily, on the other hand, Yang Hao had been dodging with the smallest movements, and his physical strength consumption was very small.
There is nothing to see in this game here, even if Yang Hao doesn't fight back, he has already won in terms of physical strength alone.
However, Yang Hao decided not to waste any more time, and it was time for the dodge practice to end.
That's right, Yang Hao has always regarded Li Yingjie as a training assistant, and he has proficient swordsmanship, he can roughly predict the opponent's movements just by looking at the opponent's hand and foot movements, not to mention that Yang Hao also has a perverted sense of wind to help.
Li Yingjie was close to madness at this time, and only one voice echoed in his head: Impossible! No way!
Yang Hao suddenly stopped retreating, turned around while taking a step forward, and the long sword swirled from bottom to top, as fast as the wind.
As if he had been sent to the door, Li Yingjie was slashed in the neck by Yang Hao with a sword, causing a terrifying wound, and most of his neck was cut off.
Li Yingjie collapsed with convulsions, and the intense pain and massive blood loss made him lose the ability to resist.
Because the trachea was cut and lost the ability to speak, the silent tragedy made people's scalp tingle.