Chapter 622: "Mage" Vs. Mage

Sun City.

"After such a long rest, can we start now?"

"There was a sudden intermission in the middle of the game. Could it be that you were afraid?"

"Why fight a duel if you can't afford to lose?"

After a period of rest, the players gradually became impatient.

Their morale was high, and they originally planned to win this duel in one go, so that these resuscitators would lose face.

But I didn't expect that these resuscitators would fight if they said they wanted to, and they wouldn't fight if they said they didn't.

"Don't worry!"

Feng Shaopai said with a smile, his face already a little worried.

He also reacted now.

Long Fei deliberately put those weaker players in front to create the current situation.

The resuscitators are eager to win, and they treat the players too lightly, so this is the way to go!

"Are we still going to compete? Aren't all your people here? If we don't compete, then we'll leave."

Seeing this, Wen Yao deliberately raised his voice and shouted at the resuscitators who had not yet joined the battle.

Master Feng was obviously delaying time on purpose.

This shows that the resuscitator must be looking for help.

Once the masters among the resuscitators arrive, the players are almost certain to lose.

The best way to avoid this happening is to prevent this "duel" from continuing.

"Grudges, is it possible that you still want to change people?"

"I laughed, you guys can't afford to lose so much?"

"Forget it, if we don't fight, then we'll leave!"

Many people shouted along with Wen Yao.

For players, not losing is victory.

"no!"

Of course Feng Shao would not let the players leave.

In order to facilitate this duel, he spent a lot of effort.

"If you leave now, you will lose!"

"If you lose, you must fulfill my terms!"

Feng Shao threatened.

"Then let's keep competing!"

Long Fei walked out of the crowd and pointed at the resuscitators who had not yet joined the battle.

"Could it be that you are afraid of losing?"

This sentence obviously carries a sense of excitement.

Although those resuscitators also knew that the next players would be difficult to deal with, they were not to be outdone.

"Let's compete, who is afraid of whom?"

"Afraid of losing? Are you kidding me?"

"A group of indigenous people really thought they could change the world!"

Several people uttered harsh words and walked towards the duel area.

"Just let us meet you for a moment!"

Immediately afterwards, several guild presidents also walked towards the duel area.

Feng Shao stared at Long Fei closely, his eyes extremely gloomy.

He couldn't stop these people from dueling.

After all, these resuscitators participating in the duel were not his subordinates.

The duel soon begins.

There is absolutely no need to question the strength of a person who can become the president.

At least compared to these ordinary resuscitators, their chances of winning are very high.

Before long, the victory was decided.

The players are victorious again!

"Don't think that we can be complacent if we win. We are just pawns."

"If the young master of our clan takes action in person, all of you together are no match for him!"

"snort!"

The losers were furious.

No one else dared to play.

The situation has developed to this point. If they really let a group of "aboriginals" win 51 games first, then they would become "sinners".

No one dares to take on this responsibility.

Even Feng Shao is the same.

If he loses this duel, the prestige he has finally established among the resuscitators will be gone.

Even his territory in Huadu will be lost.

Gritting his teeth, Feng Shao made a decision.

He walked to the duel field!

At first, he never expected to play in person.

Just as those young masters of the resuscitators did not play, in their eyes, dueling with a group of "natives" was simply an insult.

"Playing in person?"

Seeing Master Feng's actions, Wen Yao couldn't help but laugh.

"Then let me meet you for a while!"

The vice-captain also put away his lazy look.

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Plane world.

"Take a hit from me!"

Su Mu slashed at the mage with a sword.

The magic scepter has become a god-level weapon, and the sword it transformed into is a perfect divine sword.

Coupled with Sumu's terrifying power, if this sword struck the mage's withered head, there was a real chance of decapitating him.

"scare!"

The mage looked horrified, not expecting that Su Mu would do something like this.

Fortunately, he still had those black substances on his body, which instinctively formed a shield.

"clang!"

"Click!"

The big sword struck the shield hard, and the black energy burst instantly.

Su Mu didn't give the mage a chance to breathe, and the big sword instantly turned into a dagger.

The next second, countless Su Mu appeared.

"What the hell?"

The mage's pupils subconsciously dilated.

He wanted to take precautions, but found that every Sumu in front of him looked real, and there was no way to defend against them.

"Get away!"

With him as the center, the black energy instantly burst out into a ring of energy.

However, after being hit by this energy, "countless" Sumu were still there.

At this moment, the mage suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck.

"clang!"

At the critical moment, those black substances saved his life again.

But the power of Su Mu's attack also made the mage fly out.

The archer on the side was horrified.

All this happened too fast!

If Su Mu chose him as his target, he would not have had time to react.

Is this guy really a mage?

There is no answer to this question.

Su Mu launched a new attack again.

The dagger in his hand turned into a flying axe, and countless axe shadows instantly enveloped the flying mage.

This is Su Mu's current plan.

Solve one first, then deal with the other two!

After all, his main output is magic skills, and this "god" who is also a mage must have a high resistance.

Using physical skills should be easier to kill him!