Versatile Sword Cultivator

Chapter 128 – Have you recognized Erlang God as the master?

"Are you sure Jiang Luoyu and Su Wanling haven't logged in?"

Li Fengwen asked.

Kuang Xiaoyan nodded, "Boss, don't worry. This is information from our undercover girl in the Moon Shadow Guild. According to Su Wanling, they have a company meeting and won't be online for another two hours. She also mentioned that any available members should log in to prepare for another run at the Corpse King Valley. Right now, there are very few Moon Shadow Guild members online."

"Good, without the Moon Shadow Guild, I refuse to believe we can't kill that bastard this time!"

Li Fengwen gritted his teeth in anger.

As the president of the Blood Fiend Guild, one of the top ten veteran guilds in the online gaming world, he had suffered two consecutive losses at the hands of a solo player.

The video of him being defeated by Lin Jichen and the Moon Shadow Guild in the Corpse King Valley had already gone viral on the forums.

His Blood Fiend Guild had become a laughingstock among players. Not only did they fail to defeat a single player, but they also couldn't even handle a group of girls.

The most humiliating part was that they had been beaten so badly that they had to flee twice, making them a laughingstock among men.

Players who had long disliked the Blood Fiend Guild mocked them relentlessly, calling them cowards and weaklings.

Li Fengwen, who had always been arrogant and proud, had never suffered such humiliation.

He swore to make Lin Jichen pay dearly, to kill him back to the mortal realm!

And then settle the score with the Moon Shadow Guild.

"Lin Jichen has the art of flying. Didn't we get a forbidden flight skill in the Hundred Thousand Mountains? Make sure the healer uses it in time so he can't escape."

Li Fengwen instructed.

Kuang Xiaoyan agreed, "Don't worry, boss. I've already given the orders. This healer isn't a newbie; he's one of our core members and highly skilled."

"Good. Also, remember to have two people provoke him first to trigger his red name."

"No problem, I'll take care of it right away."

***

Lin Jichen, emerging from the Night Cave Ghost Ridge, was about to fly away.

At that moment, two Qi Refining Realm players approached him and started hurling insults.

"Lin Jichen, **** your whole family!"

"Lin Jichen, your mom is **, your dad is **."

Lin Jichen's eyes turned sharp, and with two swift sword strikes, he sent the two idiots to their graves.

"Isn't it better to live? Why rush to die? Next time I see you two, I'll kill you again."

Lin Jichen sheathed his Dark Night Sword, but as soon as he finished speaking, he realized he had fallen into a trap.

From all directions around the secret realm entrance, a dense crowd of players, numbering in the thousands, surrounded him.

A healer sneered and threw a strange skill at him. The skill wasn't aimed at Lin Jichen but at the air above his head.

Did the healer's hand slip?

But Lin Jichen immediately recognized it as the forbidden flight skill, a skill to prevent enemies from flying, though it had a limited range and duration.

When he saw Li Fengwen and Kuang Xiaoyan, he understood everything.

"So it's you, President Li. Last time you generously donated so much equipment to me, I didn't even have a chance to thank you before you left. You're too kind."

Facing such a large-scale ambush, Lin Jichen didn't panic. Instead, he spoke with a mocking tone, his demeanor relaxed.

Li Fengwen didn't show much anger either; he even smiled.

"No need to thank me. This time, I brought my men to find you. As the saying goes, courtesy demands reciprocity. I gave you so much equipment; today, you should give me two or three pieces in return."

Li Fengwen retorted, "I heard most of your equipment is Mysterious Grade. Dropping two or three pieces should be enough to match the junk I gave you, right?"

"Wow, President Li, you look quite normal when you're not biting. Who gave you this confidence? I heard you acknowledged Erlang God as your master? Did he give you this confidence?"

Sarcasm? Mockery? Lin Jichen was a natural.

Li Fengwen's face darkened, not wanting to waste any more words, "Attack!"

"Lin Jichen, remember your grandpa?"

Kuang Xiaoyan led the charge, waving his hand as over a hundred Foundation Establishment Body Cultivators rushed at Lin Jichen.

This time, they had meticulously planned, calling in the elite members of the Blood Fiend Guild.

Most of them were already in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

They knew Lin Jichen's damage was high, so this time, most of the attackers were Body Cultivators and Artifact Cultivators, with fewer Spell Cultivators and Healers.

After all, with over a thousand people besieging one, they didn't need group damage or healing.

Spell Cultivators and Healers could be easily killed by Lin Jichen, so it was better not to bring them. Just use Body Cultivators and Artifact Cultivators. Even if they couldn't break through his defense, so what?

Each person using one skill would be enough to overwhelm him!

These hundred Body Cultivators seemed well-prepared, collectively activating their muscle and bone resonance skills to prevent being killed by Lin Jichen's high damage.

They believed that as Body Cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Realm, with their muscle and bone resonance skills boosting their defense and vitality, Lin Jichen wouldn't be able to harm them.

But their dreams were shattered by harsh reality.

As soon as Lin Jichen summoned his Dark Night Sword, he thrust it into the heart of the leading tank player with 150 defense points and 8000 vitality.

[Critical Hit! -3040!]

Before the player could react, Lin Jichen withdrew the sword, twirled it, and delivered a quick thrust and a slash.

All strikes landed in the same spot.

 [Critical Hit! -3040!]

[Execution! -1920!]

The warrior with 8000 vitality was reduced to a soul burial mound in just one second, his pupils dilated in disbelief.

And the disbelief was shared by the thousand players present.

A Foundation Establishment Body Cultivator with 150+ defense and 8000+ vitality, killed in three strikes???

Kuang Xiaoyan and the other members looked as if they had seen a ghost.

Li Fengwen, shocked, instinctively retreated until he was within the protective circle of his comrades, feeling slightly safer.

"President, he's already mid Foundation Establishment stage. His attributes seem to have increased significantly."

The fallen Body Cultivator reported in the guild chat, his only contribution left.

"Damn it, what's there to fear! So what if his damage is high? All Body Cultivators, charge! Everyone else, throw your skills at him! Even if we have to bombard him to death!"

Li Fengwen wasn't overly panicked.

One person's strength was ultimately limited. So what if he could kill one in three strikes? There were over a thousand of them. Even with a war of attrition, they could exhaust Lin Jichen.

Upon hearing this, his subordinates immediately began hurling their skills.

"Cross Sword Slash!"

"Spear Thrust like a Dragon!"

"Wild Blade Slash!"

"Piercing Fist!"

...

In an instant, skills from Spell Cultivators, Body Cultivators, Sword Cultivators, and Healers all targeted Lin Jichen at the center.

These thousand skills aimed at one person, a treatment even the Corpse King BOSS hadn't experienced.

The Corpse King BOSS always had corpse generals to draw fire, so it had never faced such a barrage.

It seemed Lin Jichen would be the first to experience it.

However, as the skills were thrown, Lin Jichen kept his eyes on Li Fengwen in the crowd, even smiling at him.

Li Fengwen felt a sudden unease, his intuition telling him something was wrong!

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