Chapter 4: Virus Trojan Horse

  "Ah...... This colored bear, it's grasping my chest......" A shrill scream echoed through the forest like a fierce ghost: "Kill it, kill it for me......"

  At this moment, Qing Shui's face was almost distorted and twisted. Several fellow disciples quickly snapped out of their visual enjoyment, feeling a bit foolish. Everyone had some secret thoughts about this sister, no one could help it. The Qingcheng Sect belonged to a Taoist temple, although they weren't real Taoists, but female players were extremely rare. In this regard, they envied the Emei Sect on another nearby mountain, which was full of beauties. Unfortunately, they didn't accept male disciples, and no one could do anything about it.

  Grandma's, you're so stupid, usually sneaking around and taking advantage of opportunities to grab something, but then getting caught by a panda and still being excited about it, isn't that a bit embarrassing?

  Looking back, several of the young men felt a bit embarrassed in their hearts. Grandma's, when will the brothers practice their kung fu well and go to the nearby Emei Mountain to grab a few sisters as wives, at that time, they won't be so hungry and thirsty anymore.

  "Qing Shui, don't worry, I'm coming to save you..." Qing Song's face was full of righteous indignation, and he swiftly drew his long sword: "Hmph, you panda, take a look at Master Dao's fierce Qingfeng Sword Technique!"

  A sudden movement, the tip of his foot touched the ground lightly, and his body surprisingly rose into the air. In mid-air, the cold long sword in his hand flashed quickly, and a series of sword lights suddenly swept down from mid-air, directly rushing towards Zhou Bo's surroundings. The chilling feeling made Zhou Bo's body involuntarily tremble slightly, and his palm loosened unconsciously.

  Several junior brothers beside him, seeing the Qingfeng swordsmanship displayed by Qing Song, couldn't help but feel a little envious on their faces. The Qingcheng Sect in the Soul Realm only belongs to an ordinary sect, and its strength is not particularly strong, unable to compare with super sects like Emei, Shaolin, Wudang, Mingjiao, Riyue Shengjiao, and Gai Bang. The only thing that can be barely passed off as decent is their lightness skill.

  However, the highest level of lightness skill, Wú Yǐng Huàn Jiǎo, seems to be something that currently no one can learn except for Dà Shī Xiōng. As for the strongest move of the Qingcheng Sect, Suì Xīn Zhǎng, not a single person has been able to obtain it. Wanting to learn martial arts from those greedy NPCs is really too damn difficult. Those NPCs, each one more greedy and shameless than the last.

  It now appears that Qing Song Shixiong's Songfeng Swordsmanship has at least a fifth-level standard, which is already considered to be a relatively high existence within the Qingcheng Sect. It's no wonder he's one of the most likely candidates to become one of the top ten disciples, his strength is indeed formidable.

  In each sect, ten top disciples are selected. The top ten disciples have the highest privilege in the sect, second only to high-level NPCs, and even have the right to learn advanced martial arts and cultivate advanced divine powers. It can be said that it is a title that makes people extremely envious. However, getting this title is not easy. In the last selection of the top ten disciples, Qing Song was unfortunately ranked eleventh, just one step away from getting the title of top ten disciple, which is a pity.

  The sword's blade descended, and Zhou Bo's entire body felt a chill run down his spine. His obese body instinctively retreated hastily, but how could a fat, slow-moving panda possibly dodge the swift swordsmanship of Qingcheng Sect? In the blink of an eye, the sharp blade had already sliced past Zhou Bo's body.

  Hiss!

  The sound of the fabric tearing, Zhou Bo felt a sharp pain in his chest, and on his originally smooth fur, a hideous crack had appeared, with fresh blood spraying out from the wound.

  "Ding, system alert, player Zhou Bo has entered combat state, please get ready."

  A strange voice came from the side, it was the system's prompt. Damn it, Zhou Bo couldn't help but curse, what's the use of reminding me now that we're already fighting? Actually, Zhou Bo couldn't blame the system for this. If you really think about it, Zhou Bo wasn't a member of the Soul Realm, but rather an existence similar to a virus. To put it simply, Zhou Bo's existence was like a virus in the game. The entire Soul Realm had been infected with the virus because of Zhou Bo's appearance, and this Trojan horse had deeply taken root in the game.

  Moreover, it is extremely deceptive, after all, Zhou Bo's soul is a human being, and the brain waves are exactly the same as those of a normal human. Even the system in the spiritual realm was confused, and only after such a long time did the system finally confirm Zhou Bo's identity. Therefore, the voice prompt will be slightly slower.

  Intense pain made Zhou Bo let out a miserable cry, facing the bright sword blade of his opponent. Zhou Bo even felt like he was really going to die, with a wave of fear in his heart. His opponent's movements were too agile, and he was no match for him. He wanted to escape, but the sword blade had completely enveloped him, and within seconds, his back was covered in wounds.

  Massacre!

  Abuse!

  Bare-faced bullying!

  The originally furious Qing Shui's face suddenly revealed a completely different, sickly smile, and she even clapped her hands, laughing loudly: "Haha, come on Qing Song! Get rid of this panda, we'll eat panda meat tonight, hehe, that fur will make a perfect panda cloak for me..."

  "Haha, Shixiong, we'll also come to help." The several Shidi beside him also came up, perhaps they were no match for the perverted girls on Mount Emei, but dealing with a panda was more than enough.

  Sword after sword cut through Zhou Bo's body, his entire body was already covered in wounds, with shocking cracks everywhere, looking extremely terrifying. Fresh blood flowed wildly as if it had a life of its own, and the original black and white fur on his body had all turned into a dark red color.

  That intense pain made Zhou Bo understand the horror of the Soul Realm for the first time. It was a pure slaughter, not changing in the slightest due to any other reason. Here, no one cared about life or death; death might have already become a daily routine. At this moment, Zhou Bo even desperately yearned for the arrival of death.

  But no matter how Zhou Bo wanted to die, death never came, and his blood seemed to be endless, forever unable to reach the end.

  Not to mention Zhou Bo, even those few Qingcheng Sect disciples, the more they fought, the stranger they became. How strange! What's the origin of this panda? Damn it, just a panda, it can't have such high blood volume, right? Even if it were an elite disciple of the same level, it wouldn't be possible to have such thick blood volume, and would have died long ago. But now, although this panda doesn't even have the strength to fight back, judging from its loud roar, it's still very spirited...

  Weird, too weird.

  "Hmph, they say the Qingcheng Sect's martial arts and character are third-rate, but their shamelessness is first-rate. Indeed, it's not false. A group of grown men, actually ganging up on a panda, and what's more, they can't even take it down after such a long time. I'm truly ashamed for your sect leader Yu Canghai...” Just as several guys were about to put in extra effort to finish off the panda, a clear, wind chime-like sound suddenly rang out from within the forest.