"Fight to the end!"

With the fall of his last word, the figure of the young man disappeared directly in place. The next moment, in the wasteland dozens of meters away, he raised the scimitar in his hand......

Maybe even Xiao Jin wouldn't have thought that it was such a coincidence that things happened.

This young man was the hermit who was defeated to him more than a year ago, but at that time, the hermit profession was quite dazzling in the war history, just like the name called Zhuzi.

Forty-one advances, and both sides actually chose this tactic.

Because they all know that there is a hermit on the opposite side, and if they disperse and advance, it is very likely that they will be broken by the hermit one by one.

The Glory Division in the viewing channel saw that the two teams chose the same formation as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding, and then everyone turned their eyes to the two figures who left the team in the battle map.

"Why are these two teams so similar?"

Some people can't help but joke.

"Did you notice? The weapons of the two hermits were the same. ”

"Wow, really!"

"What's all the fuss about, I used a scimitar when I was a hermit a year ago, and everyone imitates one person!"

"Who?"

"Zhu Shen, is the half-moon in his hand like this soon?"

"Oh, yes. In the past, the name was out of contention. ”

"Alas, if the god is here, maybe the hermit will still have hope to stand up again, because he can always think of a way in a desperate situation, but it's a pity that ......"

"Don't say it, don't say it, labor and management have only heard of the sword god, and I don't know what the hell is the god of punishment!"

"Say it again!"

"Uh, that...... Punish the gods NB? ”

"Okay, stop arguing, there's movement."

Hearing this, those people put away their mouths and hurriedly looked towards the field.

At this point, the game had already started four minutes, and the two sides finally had action.

Of course, it was the hermits on both sides who made a move.

In the field, after Xiao Jin's economy reached 3,000, he first chose to buy a magic resistance cloak, and then he came out with an armor-piercing blade to increase damage.

The former was purchased for fear of being controlled by the opposite sorcerer when he raided, and the latter was simply to increase damage.

"You move to the central battlefield, I'll go over and explore the way first."

Xiao Jin said into the microphone.

"Okay, if something goes wrong, we'll rush to support as soon as possible."

"Hmm."

After speaking, Xiao Jin's eyes narrowed slightly and looked in the other direction of the wasteland.

"Hermit, come on!"

He muttered in a low voice, as if to himself, and as if to the hermit opposite.

His voice had not yet disappeared, but his figure had completely embodied the wasteland......

Perhaps only those in the viewing channel can see clearly, almost at the same time, the hermits of both teams set off towards the opposite side!

And they are going in the same direction!

This means that it won't be long before the two meet!

Both of them were in a state of stealth, but their speed was extremely fast, and in less than thirty seconds, Xiao Jin suddenly stopped on a certain dry grass in the wasteland on the left side of the central battlefield.

His black robe was hunted in the wind, his long hair was also blown by the wind, and his dark and deep eyes kept staring in one direction.

There was clearly nothing there.

However, in his perception, there was a figure there.

Xiao Jin chose to quit the stealth state, he smiled, and his voice spread in the wasteland:

"What a coincidence."

And what was surprising was that as these words fell, less than twenty meters away from him, a person dressed in silver obviously appeared out of thin air.

"What a coincidence."

The man replied.

Xiao Jin looked at him, and he didn't look like he was facing a great enemy at all.

A year later, he met the hermit for the first time on the battlefield, and the feeling was more like pity between his compatriots in distress.

Xiao Jin felt that the person in front of him was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

But he wasn't afraid that the man would recognize his identity, even if it was someone he had known. Because after leaving the arena a year ago, Xiao Jin's image in the game has also changed.

He noticed that the young man in front of him was also carrying a scimitar in his hand, and the shape of the scimitar was no different from the one in his hand.

"Half a moon?"

He asked tentatively.

"Punish the gods."

The youth replied.

"Oh, the gods."

Xiao Jin smiled imperceptibly, but the smile was not smug, but more self-deprecating.

"Are you also a fan of his?"

The young man also saw the scimitar on Xiao Jin's back clearly.

"Sort of, but...... He's on top. ”

"Actually, I don't want to fight you."

The youth continued.

"Why?"

"Because the one who loses is destined to be you, and I'm afraid that you will give up this profession from now on, and it is already fate to be able to meet a hermit here."

Hearing this, Xiao Jin smiled.

"What if you're the one who loses? Will you still stick to the path of the hermit? ”

He asked.

"Yes."

The young man immediately gave the answer.

Xiao Jin nodded, the corners of his mouth raised an arc, and this time, it was a gratifying smile.

"If you don't fight, you can't do it, there will always be someone left."

He said to the youth.

"Then let's do it, I hope to see you still holding the half moon next time."

The young man's words fell, and the next moment, he saw the silver robe behind him rise suddenly, and the battle intent surging in his dark eyes.

He raised his cutlass and disappeared in place.

Xiao Jin took a breath, slowly pulled out the half moon, and then closed his eyes!

Did he give up?

Many people are puzzled.

Sou!

The sound was small, like the tip of a needle falling to the ground. However, it was a sound of breaking wind!

Then everyone saw that the scimitar that Xiao Jin was holding in his right hand suddenly flew out and then blocked behind him.

Boom!

The sound of metal crashing.

Another scimitar appeared in vain as if it had tore through the space! However, he was stopped by Half Moon.

"Huh?"

The silver-robed young man let out a light sigh. He didn't expect that the person in front of him would know exactly where he was, and he stopped his attack very casually.

There are two possibilities.

One, this man is lucky. But that probability is too small.

Second, this person's strength is far above himself!

How can it be?!

The young man couldn't believe that this was true, because his hermit had rushed to the top fifty of the whole service a year ago, and he knew everything about the people in front of him.

Who is this person?

The young man's eyes finally appeared solemn, and under that solemnity, there was more curiosity.

The next moment, the young man appeared directly.

Xiao Jin also opened his eyes, and when he looked back, he found that four identical figures appeared in front of him!

The four figures swung their knives at him from all directions at the same time.

However, Xiao Jin didn't see the slightest panic on his face.

"It's not perfect enough."

After saying this, the half moon in his hand pointed directly at the figure on the left!

Then, four figures stopped in the air at the same time! And at the same moment, except for the figure that Half Moon was referring to, the other three were all illusory.

The half-moon appeared an inch from the young man's neck.

On his face, there was a shock that he had never felt before!

At this moment, he was extremely sure that the strength of the person in front of him was far above him!

Who is he?

The young man swallowed, his brain racing.

Then, suddenly, his mouth opened wide!

"Really, it's you?"

Shocked, surprised, caught off guard! All of a sudden, the young man's heart was turbulent!

Then, Xiao Jin looked into his eyes, and a faint voice came out:

"The glory is not endless, and the battle is the end."