In a moment of thought, Zuo Yang suddenly thought of something again!

This rumored mission forces players to randomly assign a group of two men and women. Isn’t that the reason?

The mission goal is a flower-picking thief, so the role of the female player may be to lure out the flower-picking thief. Although it is not necessary to do this step as a "very sexy" female teammate, the female player will definitely play an important role in this process.

But maybe his female teammate did it too much, and the Flower Picking Thieves immediately couldn't help but jump out...

Anyway, since this guy has already come out, he must not be allowed to run away again.

"Suffer to die!"

Thinking of this, Zuo Yang did not talk nonsense with Tian Sipo, who was still watching the corpse of the little fairy who was sticking to the teeth, and he had to start his exercises.

It was at this time.

"Puff puff puff puff!"

Suddenly, the sound of water spray came from behind. Zuo Yang immediately smelled a strong sense of alcohol in the air, and a state called [Drunk] appeared in the status bar.

——【Drunk: The movement speed is reduced by 30%, the hit chance is reduced by 30%, and lasts for 5 seconds.】

"this!?"

Zuo Yang looked tight and immediately turned around. He saw a slightly childish male player who had touched him at some point. At this moment, he was bulging his mouth and spitting out some unknown liquid at him.

Judging from the smell in the air and your own state, it should be wine.

But this scene is still nauseating, especially when he feels some tiny mist fall on his face at this moment, it makes Zuo Yang even more nauseous. He doesn't even know whether it is a psychological effect or a reason, but he can vaguely feel the other person's bad breath...

However, he knew that this move was actually a move in the Beggars' Sect's [Crying Stick Technique], called: [Crying at the End of the Road].

——【Crying at the End of the Road (Air Trick): Spray wine at enemies in the range, knock down surrounding targets and reduce their movement speed and hit chance.】

"Bang!"

The opponent's sneak attack was first, and Zuo Yang had no time to guard against it. This move was an aura move that could not be resisted (even the actual move Zuo Yang could not be guarded, so far he had not yet). Therefore, when he turned around, he felt an oncoming energy that was directly overturned to the ground.

"Damn it!"

Zuo Yang cursed in his heart.

The male player was obviously a master who was in power and then jumped up.

"Buzz!"

A short stick in his hand quickly attacked Zuo Yang, and a few bright sparks lit up at the top of the stick, dragging their long tail like a meteor.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

—72!—74!—74!

Three consecutive sticks hit Zuo Yang's shoulder, which was very harmful!

If this person is not Zuo Yang, he has just reached level 15 and is wearing the [Huolin Blood Jade Amber] given by Drunk in the Year of the Sixties. The upper limit of the qi and blood value has reached 770. If any player of anemia sect is replaced, the damage of these three sticks can be the worst to the residual health.

Even Zuo Yang lost more than one-quarter of his health at once, and he was extremely shocked.

This is definitely the most fierce attack he has ever suffered since entering the game, and even those bosses and elites cannot compete with it!

"boom!"

That's not the end.

Just as the three sticks hit him, the spark at the front of the short stick actually ignited the wine that had been vomiting on Zuo Yang before.

—10! —10! —10!…

In addition to being drunk, he also had an [igniting] state that continued to lose blood!

——【Like a betrayal of a betray: swing a short stick at high speed to rub against the air and generate huge heat, causing 3 damage to the surrounding enemies, and ignite the "drunk" that is vomited on the enemy.】

It is still the move in the Beggars’ Sect’s [Mortle Stick Technique]!

"Damn, this guy has great harm, don't be careless, otherwise he will be here today!"

Zuo Yang reminded himself, and quickly used a carp to thrust, turned over quickly, and kicked the player with a move [Original].

"snort!"

Unexpectedly, the other party was already touching his body, playing with a stick in his short stick in his hand, and turned his legs into a strange move and easily avoided it, passing, going, going!

"I'll go!?"

Zuo Yang was shocked again. This was the first time someone could avoid his move. I don’t know if it was because his [drunk] state reduced his hit rate, or what happened?

But he vaguely felt that the movement just now looked a little familiar... Yes, when he was drunk before the sixties of the year, he seemed to use a similar footwork method, which was as low as the lower plate, but it is still difficult to say whether it was a specific one.

at the same time.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that the people who pursued me would fight first. It's really interesting. So you guys will play first, I'll watch the show for a while."

The flower-picking thief Tian Sipo, however, looked sneering and sat comfortably on a stone lion not far away, posing as if he was not concerned about his own affairs.

While talking.

"Bang!"

After a kick, Zuo Yang passed by the male player. The player seized the opportunity and turned around and hit Zuo Yang with a stick.

Then he actually followed his moves and quickly followed with his old figure, trying to continue chasing.

But it is obvious that he has no powerful moves anymore. The stick just now was just an ordinary attack without any special effects, but the movements looked both smooth and beautiful.

"This guy is not a kung fu master, right?"

Zuo Yang thought to himself that he would not give the other party any chance. He immediately lowered his body and used a move [Qingyun Deluxe]!

"Swish!"

If this sweeping leg can sweep the opponent, Zuo Yang will be able to officially sound the horn of counterattack by taking advantage of the opportunity to float.

However!

"Hey!"

The male player let out a muffled groan, and he actually jumped up again by the right time, and once again he narrowly avoided it!

At the same time, while jumping, his arm swirled and took the opportunity to give Zuo Yang a stick. This guy's reaction and ordinary attack posture are definitely not comparable to ordinary players.

"Damn, it seems that he is really a Kung Fu player!"

Zuo Yang finally realized it and his brows frowned slightly.

"Haha, I haven't died after taking so many moves from me. Your qi and blood value is not low. But I advise you to not struggle anymore. You can't be my opponent because you don't know how to do it."

A confident and slightly sarcastic curve was raised on the corners of the male player's mouth.

"Is that true? So what about Kung Fu players? Can they defend against invisible and colorless aura?"

Seeing that the opponent jumped in the air at this moment, Zuo Yang's palm instantly turned into a claw shape, and he used the [Spider Game Transformation] in [Thousand Spiders and Ten Thousand Poison Hands] without hesitation.

"well!?"

Before the male player could finish laughing, he immediately felt a powerful traction force, his face changed slightly, but he had just had time to make a strange scream.

Then.

He then slammed "Ba" and fell head-on on the cold and hard bluestone ground in the posture of a dog eating shit.
Chapter completed!