Chapter 6: One person challenges a group of people. Do you think this is a female channel?
Even if someone can’t beat you, there’s nothing wrong with touching you, right?
As soon as Ying Suifeng finished speaking, the contestants below immediately became excited.
"Brothers, what are you waiting for? The opportunity is right ahead!"
"Yeah, I don't believe it. With so many of us working together, we can't beat him?"
"Even if you can't beat him, you can still touch him, right?"
The contestants who were about to take part in the competition were gearing up, and their enthusiasm was completely aroused by Ying Suifeng's words.
The corner of Ying Wushuang's mouth twitched, and he looked at Ying Suifeng in the distance with a confused expression.
This old guy really doesn’t treat his grandson as an outsider!
It’s obvious that he is heading for death!
Ying Wushuang felt that the eyes of the contestants looking at her changed and became more intense.
It was as if he was a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, surrounded by a pack of wolves.
And is this the real situation?
Although there are many experts among these contestants, is it not a challenge for Ying Wushuang?
Moreover, Ying Wushuang discovered that there were no fifth-level existences among them, and they were all fourth-level assassins. If he used his full strength, he might not be able to defeat them.
"Sir, is this too much?"
After hearing Ying Suifeng's words, the referee suddenly became hesitant.
In his impression, no matter how strong Ying Wushuang is, it is absolutely impossible for one person to challenge so many people.
Moreover, Ying Wushuang is younger than those contestants.
"Okay, I agree. If that's the case, let's come together!"
Before Ying Suifeng could answer, Ying Wushuang's high-pitched voice rang out, resounding throughout the entire training ground.
Immediately afterwards, a surprising scene occurred on the stage.
Ying Wushuang was seen standing on the far left side of the ring, and on the right stood more than a dozen assassin players in different costumes.
"The game begins!"
Following the referee's order, more than a dozen assassins disappeared almost instantly, hiding on the stone pillars.
The structure of the Assassin's Temple arena is different from that of other Temples.
In order to reflect the fairness, there are more than a dozen stone pillars of different heights set up around the arena to provide a place for the assassins to live.
The arena that originally seemed a bit crowded, in an instant only Ying Wushuang was left.
Ying Wushuang still stood there, as if he was not a member of the competition, but an audience watching the battle.
"Humph, you're trying to be mysterious!"
An assassin snorted coldly when he saw Ying Wushuang like this.
So he held the dagger in his hand and disappeared in an instant.
The dagger turned into a stream of light, fell from the sky, and stabbed directly at Ying Wushuang's Tianling Gai.
Seeing that the dagger was about to hit Ying Wushuang, the assassin couldn't help but be overjoyed.
However, at this moment, Ying Wushuang's body suddenly disappeared from where he was.
"How is this possible?"
The assassin's pupils were infinitely dilated before he could react.
He suffered a sudden blow to the abdomen.
"Bang!"
The powerful force directly knocked the assassin away, and he fell heavily outside the ring.
The other assassins couldn't help but gasp when they saw this.
Because when the assassin took action just now, all their eyes were focused on him.
But he didn't expect that he would be defeated as soon as they fought. They didn't even see clearly how Ying Wushuang took action?
"Brothers, stop hiding it."
"We may not be his opponents alone, but I don't believe that he can defeat all of us at the same time?"
Mu Ning's eyes narrowed and he began to send messages to other assassins.
The other assassins nodded in agreement.
Ever since, various assassin skills burst out.
Facing so many assassin skills, Ying Wushuang did not panic at all. With a thought, a pair of silver-white wings appeared from behind him.
"Look, what is that?"
The audience in the audience pointed to the wings on Ying Wushuang's back, stood up excitedly, and said with surprise on their faces.
"Legendary equipment. Wings of the Wind?"
The audience couldn't tell, but the referee noticed what was behind Ying Wushuang at a glance.
Such equipment is something that can be encountered but cannot be sought.
For assassins, it can definitely have the effect of one plus one being greater than two.
With Ying Wushuang's ability, it is absolutely impossible to have such legendary equipment. Is it because of Master Ying Suifeng?
The referee thought and couldn't help but look up at Ying Suifeng.
At this time, Ying Suifeng stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Ying Wushuang on the ring, also showing surprise.
"This kid, if you don't force him, it's hard to see his trump card!"
Ying Suifeng murmured to himself, even he couldn't see through his grandson.
With the help of the Wind Wings, Ying Wushuang is even more powerful. Although the assassins have many skills and completely surrounded him, they can't even reach him.
Suddenly, Ying Wushuang's body suddenly erupted with fierce spiritual energy fluctuations.
Those spiritual powers were different from ordinary spiritual powers. They actually appeared viscous and looked like water from a distance.
"Then that's the spiritual liquid?"
An assassin noticed the change in spiritual power on Ying Wushuang, opened his mouth in shock, and pointed at him with trembling fingers.
Converting spiritual power into liquid is a sign of reaching the fifth level. Could it be that Ying Wushuang's strength has reached the fifth level?
As soon as this idea came out, it instantly covered the minds of all the assassins.
There is a huge difference between the fifth level and the fourth level. Neither the attack speed nor the power are of the same magnitude.
In addition, Ying Wushuang also has legendary equipment behind him, how the hell can he fight like this?
“Level 5 assassin skill, Overlord Thorn!”
While the assassins were stunned, a spear as black as ink appeared behind Ying Wushuang.
The spear exudes a human-hungry aura, like a devil's door, seeming to devour it.
"go!"
Ying Wushuang shouted loudly, and the spear turned into a dozen streams of light, bursting out towards the assassins.
"Boom boom boom"
Explosions sounded one after another, and smoke and dust rose everywhere, covering the entire arena.
The sound of screaming and vomiting blood is endless, as if this is not a ring but a purgatory on earth.
Ying Suifeng was a little worried. He was really afraid that this kid would accidentally kill a few of them.
At that time, even if he is the deputy master of the Assassin Temple, he will not be able to save him.
Fortunately, when the smoke and dust dissipated, the assassins were lying on the ground in a mess. They were only injured and there were no deaths.
On the other hand, Guan Ying Wushuang stood in the middle of the ring with a nonchalant expression, facing the referee and said, "Referee, can you announce the result of the game?"
The referee was still immersed in shock. He only reacted after hearing Ying Wushuang's words.
"In this game, Ying Wushuang wins!"
(End of chapter)