Chapter 1: The Fallen Gaming Master

  After going offline, Yanfeng ate a packet of instant noodles and then lay down on the bed to sleep after washing up briefly. When he woke up, it was already 12 o'clock in the afternoon, and after eating something casually, he went online again.

  At this time when the game had just started, every minute was extremely precious, so Yan Feng did not waste any time.

  A flash of white light passed by, and Yan Feng had already appeared in Shenmo Village. As soon as he logged on, he heard the noisy commotion coming from the village entrance.

  As I looked around, all I saw was a large group of players with their sleeves rolled up, gathered together and discussing something in hushed tones.

  A group of curious villagers walked away, only to see a female player wearing a Taoist robe setting up a stall at the village entrance. Although she was wearing a tattered Taoist robe, it couldn't hide her fiery figure.

  Perhaps because many people were surrounding her, her elegant face had a hint of blush, and her head was shyly buried in her chest, not daring to look up at the players around her.

  "Little girl, are you selling this sword or not..." a warrior player couldn't help but ask.

  "Hmph! I'm not a little girl, give me 10 gold coins and I'll sell it to you." The female mage suddenly raised her head and said angrily; "If you don't have 10 gold coins, leave quickly and don't block my way of selling things."

  "Are you kidding me? You're selling a level 15 bronze sword for 10 gold coins, you might as well go rob someone." Another player who looked extremely shady also started heckling.

  "Yes... this sword will cost you no more than 3 gold coins."

  ……

  Those players you one word I one word, that 15-level bronze sword is simply not worth 10 gold coins.

  The female lawyer also hesitated, it was her first time playing the game and she had no idea how much such a sword could sell for. Just as she was about to sell it for 3 gold coins, a voice suddenly came from outside the crowd.

  "10 gold coins, I'll take it." Yan Feng slowly squeezed into the crowd and made a trade with the mage, who happily traded the level 15 bronze sword to Yan Feng.

  Yan Feng hurriedly looked at its attributes when he obtained a level 15 bronze sword.

  Bronze Equipment: Sharp Iron Sword

  Attack: 45-70

  Power 10

  Requires level 15.

  The attributes of this bronze sword are barely passable, but compared to the golden sword in his hand, it's far inferior. However, there's no other choice at this time; the golden sword requires level 20 to equip, and he's only level 18 now.

  After equipping the bronze sword, Yan Feng also had a simple long sword in his hand. Just as he tried to leave, he was suddenly surrounded by more than a dozen players.

  One of them sneered with ill intent; "You little brat, which gang are you from? How can you be so unscrupulous?"

  Yan Feng of course knew what they were saying, it was just that they had taken a liking to this bronze sword, but unfortunately didn't have enough gold coins, and were thinking of a backup plan. However, they hadn't expected Yan Feng to suddenly arrive and buy the bronze longsword.

  The iron sword in Yan Feng's hand was held horizontally in front of his chest, and he coldly shouted: "What do you mean by this?"

  "What does it mean, he actually asked me what it means, haha... I'm dying of laughter." The player who looked extremely perverted couldn't help but burst out laughing. Yanfeng also noticed his game name at this time: Midnight Knocking on the Door.

  "Cut the crap, hand over the bronze artifact, or you won't be leaving this village alive today." The bare-armed warrior player also let out a cold shout, and with a wave of his hand, dozens of players surrounding Flame Wind immediately closed in.

  Looking at these players holding wooden sticks and bare shoulders, Yan Feng couldn't help but want to laugh, but he endured it, instead putting on a teasing expression; "So you guys want this bronze long sword, I can give it to you, but that depends on whether you have the strength to take it."

  Flaming Wind discovered that most of them were only around level 10, and a few were even just a few levels. With such strength, they actually dared to rob others on the road, how annoying.

  At this moment, the female martial artist who sold weapons also stuck out her tongue at Yan Feng and then quickly ran towards the outside of the village.

  "If you want the bronze sword in my hand, then get out of the village." After saying this, Enfu walked towards the outside of the village.

  Those dozens of players were stunned for a moment, and then they also boldly followed the footsteps of Yan Feng to walk out of the village.

  Yan Feng held the bronze sword in both hands, standing at the village entrance with a playful smile on his face. In the past, he was a PK maniac, but after leaving the game for three years and coming back, his first PK was actually with a group of noobs. If those super war teams found out, they would probably mock him.

  However, Yan Feng had no choice. The other side had already issued a provocative statement, and if he didn't accept the challenge, it wouldn't be like him. But if he did accept the challenge, it would tarnish his former reputation if word got out.

  "I'm in a hurry, let's go together." Yanfeng pointed his long sword at the warrior in front of him and said with extreme arrogance.

  The warrior named Blood Wolf Madman was also furious when he heard Flame Wind's words, and took a step forward with his body, launching a slash skill at Flame Wind.

  Yan Feng didn't dodge, and at his current level, this rookie probably couldn't even break through his defense. As expected, after being hit by the opponent's slash, -18 damage floated above his head.

  Those players who rushed over were stunned on the spot, what level was he, with such high defense, Blood Wolf Crazy Man was also stunned, he originally thought that his move would instantly kill Flame Wind, but did not expect...

  "Now it's my turn." Yan Feng's face sank, a slash fell, and a dazzling light rose from the head of Blood Wolf Madman, who was undoubtedly killed in an instant.

  "My god, he's cheating, run quickly..."

  It was unclear who shouted, but the group of fierce-looking players immediately turned and ran towards the village, and in an instant, the noisy village entrance became quiet.

  "Cheaters... what a bunch of idiots." Yan Feng raised his middle finger, scornfully cursed and then headed towards the mine in the southern suburbs.

  "Wait..."

  A shout came from behind, Yan Feng turned his head and saw that the female mage who had just sold equipment to him had somehow appeared out of nowhere.

  "Anything wrong?" Yan Feng stopped in his tracks and looked at the approaching female mage.