The Lance Knight used his crimson spear to pierce through the neck of a fully armed Shield Warrior player … through a gap in his armor.
The moment the spear pierced through, a damage value of − 723 appeared above the Shield Warrior's head. The Shield Warrior then turned into light particles and drifted off the stage.
"Too weak!
Next! "
The Lancer Knight swung his spear. This was the 14th Sacred Spirit he had killed.
In all 14 battles, no more than four Sacred Spirits could last more than a minute against him. Almost none could last more than two minutes.
The 14 battles allowed the Lancer Knight to understand the Sacred Spirits' abilities. First, even if the Sacred Spirits were fatally wounded, they would turn into light particles and drift off the stage. At the same time, the Lancer Knight would be declared the victor.
Second, even if the Lancer Knight's HP was reduced by the special power of the Sacred Spirits, he would be healed by the special power after the battle. Not only would the Lancer Knight recover his HP, but his stamina would also be restored.
This allowed the Lancer Knight to attack recklessly.
The Lancer Knight's combat style was based on speed. No matter how wide the range of the Sacred Spirits' skills was, they were just modern people living in the city. Their reaction speed could not keep up with the Lancer Knight's actions.
In comparison, the Lancer Knight had experienced countless cruel battles. He trained every day to strengthen himself with Mana.
His combat awareness and reaction speed could not be made up for with skills.
"Is there no one else who dares to challenge me?"
The Lancer Knight shouted. He realized that it had been a long time since anyone stepped onto the stage. Although the number of Sacred Spirits below the stage was increasing, most of them were just spectators.
No matter how the Lancer Knight shouted, the Sacred Spirits below the stage did not seem to hear him. However, the Lancer Knight could hear the various complaints of the Sacred Spirits below the stage.
"I get it!
This NPC was really hired by the lousy producers to cheat them of their Magical Crystals!
There's no way we can win! "
"How are we supposed to fight an NPC that can block and deflect attacks? Moreover, his Attack Speed is as fast as a ghost."
"Silver Bullet, why don't you take another gamble?
The lowest prize in the Magic Stone Prize Pool has increased to 6,000 Magic Stones. "
Loaded Silver Bullet's friend whispered to Loaded Silver Bullet.
The Magic Stone Prize Pool would gradually accumulate based on the Magic Stones invested by the Sacred Spirits. If a Sacred Spirit defeated the Lancer Knight, the Lancer Knight would win 6,000 Magic Stones.
These six thousand could be directly used to exchange for the Rainbow Unicorn series of three pieces, and there would still be leftovers.
"I'm not gambling anymore. If I gamble anymore, I'll go bankrupt. Let's go into the dungeon." Loading Silver Bullets looked very tempting, but he had to have the skill to get it.
The Players were all discerning people. They had seen the strength of the Gunner Knight from the previous 14 battles. Perhaps the Players could defeat the Gunner Knight in a group fight, but a one-on-one fight would require skill.
Although the Lancer could vaguely understand the language of the players, there were some words that he couldn't understand. However, the chatter of the players made the Lancer think that they were afraid.
"Don't you have any stronger warriors?" The Lancer raised his voice again, but still no one answered him.
"I'm going to go on the forums and scold the developers. This NPC is totally cheating."
"The video I recorded has been uploaded to the Youtu bullet screen. You can use it as evidence."
"What's the video serial number?"
“21452。”
As Jiang Qiao listened to the players' discussion, he opened the Youtu bullet screen using the Heavenly Temple web browser widget. It was the most popular video website in China, and even the world.
Following the serial number given by the players, Jiang Qiao found the video. The title was "Latest VR MMORPG, Holy Ghost: Super NPC Duel, Can Anyone Really Win?"
The video's ID was' Frontline Reporter ', a very popular video creator with 1.23 million fans.
The creator of the video had more than ten videos of the Holy Spirit. Most of them were ordinary play-by-play records. She had been recording her play-by-play since she was level 1, and now she was a level 25 assassin.
She was probably from the second batch of players to enter the Holy Ghost.
Jiang Qiao glanced at the player with the ID of 'Frontline Reporter'. From her attire, it seemed that she was a female assassin. She even purposely made her skin into a dark purple color, giving off the vibe of a Night Elf.
The Holy Ghost had gained a lot of attention on the internet recently. Four of the top ten videos on the Youtu bullet screen were related to the Holy Ghost, and the video she made had shot to the tenth place.
Jiang Qiao clicked on it to take a look. The video was about half an hour long. From the first silver bullet loading to the last shield warrior with the ID of Red Shirt, every battle was recorded by the frontline reporter with the best angle.
This was also thanks to the excellent recording system of the Heavenly Temple gaming platform.
Jiang Qiao glanced at the bullet screen. The contents of the bullet screen were all complaining, "This NPC is too strong!", "Can anyone beat him?", "I need an automatic headlock!", "An NPC dedicated to retrieving Magical Stones!"
Losing fourteen times in a row was indeed very demoralizing. Not only that, Jiang Qiao could feel that the players' complaints were about to overflow the screen.
Although not all the comments were from the Holy Ghost players, Jiang Qiao felt that it would be troublesome if the players started complaining that an invincible NPC was going to cheat the players of their Magical Stones.
After some thought, Jiang Qiao decided to find an expert.
If normal players were not as skilled as this Gunner Knight, then … what about professional players?
Jiang Qiao sent a message to Zhao Mingwei. It was nine o 'clock at night, and he was still training. However, Zhao Mingwei saw Jiang Qiao's description of the situation and said, "I'm very interested in this NPC. I'll find some time to go online."
The professional players in this world were different from the professional players who played on the computer.
Other than regular gaming training, they also trained their stamina and reaction speed. When they were serious, they were almost as good as professional athletes.
Ten minutes later, someone patted Jiang Qiao's back.
"He's here. Is he the strongest NPC in PVP that you mentioned?"
Zhao Mingwei's character was already behind Jiang Qiao. He was now level 33 and could barely keep up with the first tier.
"I'm not sure if he's the strongest, but 14 people have been beaten to the point that they're depressed. You … won't be the 15th, right?" Although Jiang Qiao had called Zhao Mingwei over, he was still unsure.
"I'll give it a try."
Zhao Mingwei walked toward the stage. The Gunner Knight's strength stopped the surrounding spectators from rushing to challenge him. When Zhao Mingwei walked over, the Shield Warrior, Red Specter, who had just been defeated, blocked his way.
"Friend, that guy is a bit strange. You're a cloth armor class, so you should be careful." Red Specter saw that Zhao Mingwei was a newcomer who had come to watch the show.
"I've seen the previous video. Anyone with Agility above 40 can dodge it. Although my main stat is Intelligence, my Agility is barely at 41, so it shouldn't be a problem."
Zhao Mingwei would not fight a battle without preparation. Before he came, he had watched the Gunner Knight's battle video on his phone.
The Holy Ghost's stats could adjust a player's fighting style. Agility was reflected in movement speed and attack speed. However, players needed to train their reaction speed, or they needed to train it in real life.
Even if an Assassin had over 100 Agility, if their reaction speed was too slow, they wouldn't be able to use it.
Seeing that Zhao Mingwei was so confident, Red Specter didn't stop him. Zhao Mingwei walked up the stage under the gaze of the thirty or so players.
"You?
You don't even have a weapon and armor, and you still want to challenge me? "
The Gunner Knight stared at Zhao Mingwei, who walked up. Zhao Mingwei's appearance was completely that of a Chinese monk. He wore a kasaya that covered half of his body, and his left arm, which was branded with a Qi tattoo, was exposed to the air. His long, black hair was tied into a ponytail that hung behind him.
In the Gunner Knight's eyes, this outfit was practically … suicide!
Not only was there no protection, but this overly long outfit was also a hindrance to his movements.
"My weapon is here."
Zhao Mingwei waved the gauntlet on his hand. It was a Level 30 Purple grade weapon.
"Fists?
You want to defeat my spear with your fists? "
A smile appeared on the Gunner Knight's face. It was not a smile of disdain, but a smile that was purely amused by Zhao Mingwei's joke. However, his laughter soon stopped, and a serious expression appeared on his face. "Then come and try!"