MMORPG: Martial Gamer

Chapter 1658 1658: Terrifying Reaction Speed

"You make a good point!"

Wang Yu grabbed his wine glass and downed it in one go, savoring it as he said, "Actually, I don't really like drinking. It easily messes with your brain and costs money!"

"Costs money? Not at all!"

Fearless chuckled and snapped his fingers at the tavern owner, saying, "I'm the president of the city lord's guild, and according to the old rule, put the tab on his account."

"Understood!"

The tavern owner smiled broadly at Wang Yu, respectfully bowing to the two, while the number of gold coins in Wang Yu's bag jumped down by two.

From the owner's accustomed demeanor, it was clear that this wasn't the first time Fearless had done this.

"What the heck!"

Seeing the deduction of gold coins from his bag by the system, Wang Yu exclaimed in surprise, "You wouldn't have been scamming me all along, would you?"

"Of course…" Fearless said openly, "Otherwise, why do you think I'm always the last one to leave?"

"Don't you ever scam others?" Wang Yu fumed.

"Those bastards from the Quan Zhen Sect?" Fearless rolled his eyes and replied, "These guys are as sharp as a dog; they notice even the slightest penny missing from their pockets. Unlike you, who doesn't even bother to check how many gold coins are in your bag."

"Damn!"

Wang Yu was at his wit's end, wondering how such an upright person like himself ended up with such a shameless friend.

The Quan Zhen Sect members, known for their punctuality in-game, quickly gathered.

"Creak..."

Just as everyone was about to leave the tavern, the door was pushed open from the outside, followed by a group of players entering.

The leader of the group was someone familiar to the Quan Zhen Sect members—Sanguine Thousand Miles. Although this guy didn't have much of a reputation, his reckless remarks and arrogant attitude left a deep impression on the Quan Zhen Sect.

Behind Sanguine Thousand Miles followed a dozen players, more than half of whom were core members of the Sanguine Alliance. The Quan Zhen Sect had always had a good relationship with the Sanguine Alliance, so although they couldn't name all of them, they recognized each other.

"Wow! Out drinking in the tavern so early in the morning. I didn't expect this arrogant kid to enjoy this too."

Seeing Sanguine Thousand Miles, the Quan Zhen members couldn't help but tease him in the guild chat: "Fearless, maybe you two are kindred spirits!"

"He's not here to drink!"

However, while the Quan Zhen members were joking about Fearless, Wang Yu suddenly frowned and said, "Those guys seem to be coming for us."

"???"

Hearing Wang Yu's words, the Quan Zhen members were momentarily taken aback. Clearly, they weren't familiar with this kid; why would he be looking for them?

Sure enough, as soon as Wang Yu finished speaking, Sanguine Thousand Miles approached the Quan Zhen Sect group with the members of the Sanguine Alliance.

After stopping, Sanguine Thousand Miles glanced over the Quan Zhen members, then smiled slightly as he extended his hand towards Wang Yu and said, "Brother Iron Bull!"

As the saying goes, you don't hit someone who is smiling at you. Wang Yu, although not fond of Sanguine Thousand Miles and his fake smile, still extended his hand to shake.

"Have a seat!"

Sanguine Thousand Miles pointed to the seats in front of him, gesturing for Wang Yu to sit, then as if swatting flies, he said to Fearless and the others, "This doesn't concern you; please step outside." Upon hearing this, Wang Yu couldn't help but frown slightly.

Clearly, Sanguine Thousand Miles' attitude towards his friends made Wang Yu very unhappy.

"What the hell, what the hell, what the hell!!"

The Quan Zhen Sect members exploded at Sanguine Thousand Miles' words, with Qiao Ao angrily exclaiming "What the hell" three times in a row.

The Quan Zhen Sect had navigated the game for so long; they had seen all kinds of bigwigs. Even the most notorious villains were courteous in front of the Quan Zhen Sect. Who did Sanguine Thousand Miles think he was to act so arrogantly?

With a temperament as fiery as Ming Du's, he certainly wouldn't tolerate such arrogance. He raised his hand, pointing his staff at Sanguine Thousand Miles, and then lifted it slightly.

"Boom!"

A bolt of lightning descended from the sky, striking directly at Sanguine Thousand Miles in front of him.

But just as the lightning was about to hit Sanguine Thousand Miles, he slightly tilted his body, causing Ming Du's lightning spell to miss, crashing into the ground.

"Eh?"

Seeing this scene, the Quan Zhen members were momentarily stunned, and even Wang Yu was a bit surprised.

Having played together for so long, they knew each other's strengths well, and they were fully aware of Ming Du's abilities.

Although this guy had a terrible character, his strength was definitely formidable, and he struck without warning. Ordinary professional-level experts couldn't gain the upper hand against him.

Even Wang Yu, during his first encounter with Ming Du, had nearly been struck by Ming Du's lightning.

Unexpectedly, this Sanguine Thousand Miles, who spoke and acted in a way that invited trouble, had such skill, easily dodging Ming Du's magic.

It seemed this kid really had the capital to be arrogant.

"Ming Du, right?"

At this moment, having evaded the lightning strike, Sanguine Thousand Miles raised his eyelids to glance at Ming Du and waved his hand, saying, "Get rid of him!"

As soon as Sanguine Thousand Miles finished speaking, a black-clad assassin player suddenly dashed out from behind him, holding a dagger upside down, and leaped onto the table, charging toward Ming Du.

Seeing the assassin, the Quan Zhen members were once again taken aback.

To say that Sanguine Thousand Miles was arrogant, this assassin was even more so; a mere assassin didn't even bother with stealth and directly confronted them with a knife, clearly looking down on the Quan Zhen Sect.

Before anyone could react, Darknorth Fisher casually grabbed a stool next to him and threw it at the black-clad assassin.

However, just as the stool was about to hit the assassin's head, the assassin ducked, evading Darknorth Fisher's stool, and activated his speed-boosting skill, leaving a trail of afterimages as he rushed to Ming Du and lunged with his dagger.

"Such strong reaction speed!"

Seeing the assassin evade the stool so effortlessly, Fearless raised his eyebrows in surprise.

It should be noted that Darknorth Fisher and the assassin were only a table apart. At such a close distance, Darknorth Fisher's sudden throw should have given the assassin no time to react, yet this assassin dodged easily, showcasing a reaction speed that was simply astonishing.

Having played games for so long, even participating in professional leagues, Fearless had encountered fewer than ten players with such reaction speed... and most of them were martial artists like Wang Yu.

Could it be that this assassin was also a martial arts master?

As Fearless was lost in thought, the assassin's dagger was already poised at Ming Du's chest, a disdainful smile on his face.

What a bunch of so-called professional league champions, they were nothing but that.

However, just as the assassin was about to stab Ming Du in the chest, suddenly, he felt his arm grow heavy, unable to move forward even an inch.