True RMB player

Chapter 215 Level Suppression
In the competition server, the only two players who joined were Li Ming and Mu Hai.

"Well, big brother, let's bet something more. There's no point in playing like this." Li Ming said. In fact, he felt very bitter in his heart. No matter he won or lost, he was the loser. He wanted to make some money from Mu Hai, just like Like playing red hair.

"Oh? Do you think what I said just now is not enough to attract your attention?" Mu Hai squinted at Li Ming, frowning slightly.

"Of course not. I just think it's too boring just to finish the game like this. Look, I've already agreed to your conditions, so let's add some extra money." Li Ming laughed quickly.

If he can't win something from this Mu Hai tonight, he feels that he won't be able to go back to sleep peacefully.

Before Mu Hai could speak, the red hair behind him had already sneered a few times, and then said: "Hmph, kid, aren't you looking for death by yourself, wanting to lose so that you don't even have any underpants?"

"None of your business." Li Ming didn't even look at him.

"You!" Hong Mao was angry and was about to take action, but was stopped by Mu Hai. He could only blush and hold back his anger, and then cast a resentful look at Li Ming, as if to say, the boy has Kind of you wait.

"Of course, you can say it yourself. I won't bully you as a student." Mu Hai is extremely confident. He has brought out his big trumpet. It would be a joke if he can't defeat a low-level warrior even though he is leveled. up.

"Okay, let's say one hundred yuan a game. I'm a student and I don't play too much." Li Ming smiled and took out a hundred yuan bill from his pocket and put it on the table.

"Li Zi, do you really dare to play like this?" Fatty and Yang Cong were both speechless for a while. They also said that they were students, and they just had a hundred yuan bill, which was equivalent to their monthly Internet fee.

"It's nothing, just play around, anyway, the money is not mine." Li Ming said calmly.

Behind Mu Hai, the red hair is really going to explode, and this fucking thing is going to involve him?When he saw the hundred-yuan bills on the table, he felt even more annoyed. He felt that Li Ming was deliberately humiliating him.

"Okay, I'll play with you." Mu Hai directly took a photo of a hundred-yuan bill on the table, and then called the network manager brother to give him a certificate.

"If I lose, this hundred is yours. If I win, I don't want your money. You just give me a beating." Mu Hai had a malicious smile on his face. He just wanted to come today. The troublemaker wanted to vent his anger for his sister and see what this weak-looking guy was capable of.

"Nimma." Li Ming's face darkened, and he scolded Mu Hai bloody in his heart.

In the back, Hong Mao became anxious and said, "Brother, you can't do this, so it's only a hundred yuan, and we will pay it back on hand."

"Are you the fucking big brother or am I the big brother? Blind Bibi, get out of here." Mu Hai stared, his voice suddenly became rough, and the scolding red-haired man didn't dare to say anything.

Then Mu Hai turned his head and said to Li Ming: "Okay, come on, I will do what I say."

"Okay." Li Ming smiled.

In the arena, the ten-second countdown has already started, and both sides took advantage of this time to move their fingers and wrists for better operation later.

Li Ming also restrained his smile. He knew very well that it was very difficult to defeat this guy. Mu Hai's level was there, and he was more than ten levels below him. A basic attack was equivalent to the damage of a small skill.

He thought for a while, if he wants to beat this guy, he must not make too many mistakes, unless it is a skill that cannot be avoided. Li Ming estimated that with the blood volume of his fighter, he can probably resist five skills.

Soon, the ten-second countdown ended, and Mu Hai's five masters immediately rushed over, hoping to take advantage of this special time to kill the warrior instantly.

Above the big screen, this scene was projected. The people in the Internet cafe held their breaths and fixed their eyes on the big screen. They believed that the warriors could win, although they didn't know how big the level difference between the two of them was.

"Warrior, come on, blow him up!" Someone shouted.

Immediately, some people agreed, and the atmosphere in the entire Internet cafe became lively again. They saw that the warrior hid, reacted very quickly, and was about to fight back.

Li Ming has only stacked five layers of berserk skills, and his movement speed is already much faster than Mu Hai's Wudaoshi. After all, he is naked, and without the equipment's movement speed bonus, it is still difficult for him to catch up with the warriors.

In Li Ming's eyes, the speed of this fifth-level master is not very fast. This is also the result of him adapting to the warrior's ten-level violent skills. After all, his two eyes often follow that speed, and he can still move very fast at this ordinary speed. Easily out of the way.

The warrior stepped back a little and used the Fulong Stick skill. He didn't want to give this fifth-level master a chance. If this person's level was suppressed, his damage would be much less.

Mu Hai's pupils shrank slightly, and he wanted to dodge the blow, but he had no choice but because he didn't have any equipment, so the Wu Daoist was hit just like that.

Everyone in the Internet cafe suddenly shouted, but when the martial artist's skill hit the damage, they couldn't laugh.

This Dragon Cudgel skill only hits an output of 30 in critical strikes, but this Wudao Master has 180 million HP, only one-sixth of which was lost.

"How is it possible?" People in the Internet cafe didn't believe their eyes. Although many people were not on the same server as the warrior, they had seen the warrior's damage through their friends' characters. It was very explosive. Even the awakening copy could be sideways. Walk.

"How could this person have such a thick blood volume, and his defense is too terrible, even warriors can't beat him."

"The only thing that can make a warrior immobile is level suppression. Did any of you see that person's level just now?" Someone asked.

The crowd shook their heads.

"That's right, the warrior is fighting in Vietnam!" After the man finished speaking, everyone in the Internet cafe seemed to be covered in a haze.

They have never seen the Vietnam War, but they have fought against low-level people in the arena themselves, and they know very well what level suppression means. They can't lose much blood even if they stand and beat low-level people.

"I see this one." Someone sighed.

"Stop talking and watch carefully. I still choose to believe in the warrior."

Li Ming saw that the martial artist's most powerful single-target damage skills could not touch the Wu Daoist, so he immediately manipulated the warrior to retreat. , It's useless to use the anger skill, anyone who knows how to play can interrupt him.

I have to say that this Wudaoist is indeed very powerful, and the rhythm is well controlled. With the boxing skill activated, the attack power of the Wudaoist has increased a lot. Just letting him lose 30 blood volume, this damage moved Li Ming even.

I'm really sorry, there's been a lot going on lately, so I'll start with one chapter today and start updating again.

(End of this chapter)