Chapter 32: The Whole Server Exploded! Is He Still Human? Asking for a Recommendation Ticket! (1)

After receiving the battle notification, Lin Bei was slightly stunned.

Wasn’t this person the one who wanted to challenge me just now?

Forget it, he was just an Iron-rank rookie. He would be done in seconds.

The 30 seconds of preparation time passed quickly. In a flash, he appeared in a Dueling Arena.

The map was very simple. It was an arena the size of a basketball court, surrounded by fences. Both parties of the battle each stood on one side without any cover.

“Haha, a living target! I’ll definitely win this time!”

Frost Instant Kill looked at the battle scene and laughed hysterically.

God is really helping me!

Frostburst!

Just as the three-second countdown ended, Frost Instant Kill immediately perked up and wanted to lock onto the target to cast a spell.

However, he was stunned.

‘Where is he?’

Why did he disappear into thin air!

Swoosh!

A holy light descended from the sky and landed on his head.

-55,125! (Magic Critical Hit)

The Health Points bar was emptied and Frost Instant Kill instantly turned into a white light and disappeared.

[You’ve lost! Points -10! Current Points: 478 (Iron). Current Winning Percentage: 12.4%.]

What the hell!

Frost Instant Kill widened his eyes. He wanted to say something, but he felt like a fishbone was stuck in his throat and could not make a sound.

What happened just now?

How did I get insta-killed?

Did that Priest cheat?

That damage… I don’t understand!

More than 50,000 damage? Am I seeing things?

After all, I only had a little more than 5,000 Health Points. Could it be that I had been dealt with more than 5,000 damage?

But… could a Level 10 Priest deal out 5,000 damage? No way?

What the hell!

In less than three seconds after the match started, Frost Instant Kill appeared in 007 Iron Tavern.

The others were chatting and laughing when they suddenly froze. He won so quickly?

Damn it, he had really profited!

Double points should be at least 20 points, right? This kid’s points should exceed 500, right?

Swoosh!

However, Frost Instant Kill went offline without a word.

This made everyone else dumbfounded.

What was going on? Didn’t they just make a bet?

He did not want the 10 Silver coins?

Although it was not much, it was at least more than ten dollars. It was enough to eat a bowl of pork trotter noodles. Did he not want it?

Was it his conscience? Or was he embarrassed?

The Assassin who made the bet with him was also stunned. He retracted his hand that was holding the Silver Coins.

Could it be…

With a thought, he opened the System list and searched for the ID of “Frost Instant Kill”.

“Damn, what the hell! He actually lost! No wonder he went offline! No! My 100 Gold coins! Damn it!”

The Assassin was shocked and suddenly stomped his feet.

Everyone looked over curiously. The Assassin did not waste any time and directly sent out the screenshot.

In an instant, gasps sounded in the tavern.

After a while, someone said, “That Level 10 Priest… won?”

“Yes, not only did he win, but he only used less than three seconds!”

“Damn, how did he do it?”

Someone was dumbfounded. “Even if Frost Instant Kill used the Frostburst on himself, it wouldn’t have been so fast, right? In order to make up for the flaw in his PK operation, he just bought a few Silver equipment some time ago and has already accumulated 5,000 Health Points!”

“Damn, is this a damned Mage? Why is he so tanky?”

“That’s not the point! The point is… he didn’t even last three seconds!”

In 007 Iron Tavern, everyone was dumbfounded.

They had never expected this outcome.

The Level 10 noob Priest that they had just seen had actually won the competition!

And he won so quickly!

It was too ridiculous!

“No, I want to see the first person perspective! I don’t believe that a tiny Priest like him can kill a Level 31 Mage with Blood Equipment!”

“That’s right! Maybe it’s a bug! Let’s go take a look too!”

As they spoke, they applied to view the replay of the battle.

On the other side, Lin Bei, who was preparing for the next battle, suddenly received a System notification.

[Player wants to check your first-person perspective of the competition. Do you agree?]

“Agreed! Set the price… 10 Silver coins per time.”

[Price set successfully! Your battle replay rights have been unlocked. The price per match is 10 Silver coins, which can be changed at any time.]

Lin Bei smiled. 10 Silver coins per time was equivalent to 15 dollars in the Heavenly Might server. It was not a small amount.

If it was more, not many people would go and watch.

Swoosh!

With a flash of light, Lin Bei appeared in a swamp map. His opponent was a Level 40 Summoner called Eat Peach. He looked like a sissy man, but this did not matter. When the three-second countdown ended, Lin Bei did not wait for his opponent to summon his first beast and immediately used the Discipline Spell to kill him.

[You’ve won! There are seven matches left! Current Winning Percentage: 100%.]

Swoosh!

Lin Bei entered a waiting state again. His next opponent was a Level 48 Assassin, Gold rank, 2499 points. If he won another match, he would be able to enter the Platinum rank.

Players at this level were considered small experts in the game. They were much more aware and better at maneuvering than ordinary players.

But in Lin Bei’s eyes, it was still not enough!

With a Discipline Spell, he won the competition again!

With his current damage, there was no battle that couldn’t be solved with one Discipline Spell. If there was, then he would use two Discipline Spells. Anyway, his cooldown period was only 0.5 seconds, so he didn’t have to worry at all.

“Damn, what the hell was that Priest just now? Is he really only Level 10? Or did he use Camouflage to hide his information?”

In a Gold Tavern, an Assassin was teleported back with a bewildered expression. He had just received the System’s invitation to participate in the ranking competition. His opponent was a Level 10 Priest. He originally thought that he would definitely be able to successfully cross the level and enter the Platinum rank, but who would have thought that… he was the unlucky one who was being pressed down!

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