“…These two weeks feel very difficult.”

After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Wang Wu sighed from the bottom of his heart.

As a newcomer to participate in the Sky Arena, Wang Wu will start again. In order to avoid unconsciously breaking the suppression force in times of crisis, and be able to truly experience life and death, he completely locked his power. Not only can he use the power of dreams, nor can he use physical skills that are too superior to ordinary people.

Of course, as a golden finger, the most powerful perception, speed and other attributes are also suppressed.

Wang Wu's current comprehensive strength is probably equivalent to a fifteen-year-old young soldier who has undergone general training. In places like Sky Arena, he is at most a cannon fodder on the first floor.

But the so-called life and death only need to be experienced under such circumstances, right? Anyway, even if the levels are unified, Wang Wu’s experience as a super warrior is still there, and the general scenes should not be overwhelmed.

With this mentality, Wang Wu started his competitive path. In the first battle, he was randomly assigned to an alliance young soldier who was still in training. It is said that he came to the arena to accumulate practical experience. His record was two wins in ten games. The only thing worthy of praise was that his life-saving ability was not bad. He admitted defeat when he saw the situation was unfavorable. He was a meaty foot in the flesh.

As an opponent in the first battle, he was the perfect candidate. Wang Wu walked out with a murderous aura, holding his usual dagger in his hand, thinking that he would get the opponent within three rounds at most, and have a good start.

then……

While wrapping the wound on his right arm with a bandage, Wang Wu sighed.

Half a day ago, the peerless master who witnessed the super god in the north actually fell to the point where he was beaten to the point of being blue and swollen by a young soldier. This world of two weeks is so ruthless.

It seems that it is a set relationship. Some games inherit various skill props from the second round, which is purely exciting for people to brush, but some games once they open the second round, even ordinary minions will become super strong and helpless. It seems that what they encounter is the latter.

Fortunately, he was not killed by the reserve soldier in training. After more than 30 rounds of entanglement, he was beaten up by the opponent's cheek several times with the small round shield held by the left hand. After being scratched by the dagger by the dagger, Wang Wu finally found a chance, and sent the dagger into the opponent's throat with a speed and movement that he felt terrible.

It can be called a Jedi counterattack. At that time, everyone thought that Wang Wu would lose. Even the reserve soldiers who had always saved their lives first were a little careless. Wang Wu seized the opportunity to kill his opponent. It was pretty as a first battle? Dozens of viewers scattered outside the court were surprised and applauded.

But... I didn't have any special experience, and the Jedi counterattack was not very new to him.

"The experience value of a battle may not be upgraded to level..."

After patting his legs that were trembling due to excessive fatigue, Wang Wu started the second battle without stopping.

The second opponent was a strong mercenary. He came to the Sky Arena to make money. Unfortunately, he was not lucky. He encountered strong enemies since the start of the game. He barely saved his life, but the bonus he earned was not enough for medical expenses.

It was even more fleshy than the first opponent, but within two minutes of the battle, Wang Wu was seized by his opponent and hit the air with a heavy punch. He couldn't get up for a long time.

Although mercenaries are fleshy, they are really good at getting out of the battlefield. They are tall and have big horses and not slow. If Wang Wu is physically strong, he can use his experience to find flaws with him. However, after experiencing a battle, there is not much difference between Wang Wu and Seven Shilang in One Night. When he walks the steps, he feels weak in his legs. He wants to avoid the mercenary's three-pronged axe after the start of the game.

Fortunately, the destructive power of that heavy punch was too great. Wang Wu could not get up half a day after landing. The mercenary watched for a long time but still did not kill him. After confirming the victory, he turned around and left, leaving a lone back.

Wang Wu's heart was mixed with all kinds of feelings.

"The result...it turned into a pornographic game."

After limping away from the arena, Wang Wuxin thought that if it was in the game, there would probably be a cg... Oh no, losing to such a mistress may end directly if it doesn't even have a cg. It's so sad.

But is this the experience of ordinary people?

In the lounge, Wang Wu sat in the corner, looking at the smell of sweat and smell of sweat in the room, his combat power was less than five o'clock, and at most he was working hard on the first floor, and he felt a lot of emotion.

He is an ancient heritage dug out of the ruins by the old one-eyed person. He has talent and qualifications far exceeding ordinary humans. He learns very quickly no matter what he learns. With the intelligence and intelligence of the old one-eyed person, it takes several years to master. Wang Wu can fully master the proficiency in at most one month. Since his debut, no opponent has ever been able to stump Wang Wu. Even if he can't defeat him for a while, he can easily solve it in a few rounds of practice.

However, for these ordinary people, this is the fate of their lifetime. They have neither outstanding talents nor good opportunities. Even if they are motivated, they are confused. In the Sky Arena, they will lose more than they win, and if they are not careful, they will even lose their lives.

When I was hit by a mercenary and couldn't get up, my heart suddenly felt a lot of anger. However, these fleshy feet were likely to enjoy this treatment every day. If I had anger every day, I would definitely have premature ejaculation. Now I am already insensitive.

Alas, this is the second week...

Just as I was thinking, a middle-aged man suddenly walked in front of me, with his upper body covered with scars on his thin body.

"Yo, little brother."

The middle-aged man looked familiar and sat straight next to Wang Wu, and a smell of sweat suddenly came to his face.

Wang Wu moved to the side in disgust.

"Haha, don't mind too much. I just won a game and came back." The middle-aged man laughed, "My surname is Zhang, Zhang Xiuwen."

"My surname is not Zhang, don't bother me."

"Haha, I lost the game just now and I'm in a bad mood?" The middle-aged man persevered.

Wang Wu turned his head and looked at Zhang Xiuwen carefully again. Although his eyesight has decreased, his experience is still there, and he can roughly judge the other party's level.

It should be a mixed professional of rangers and thieves. His muscles are not well developed, but they are very strong. He should be the type who is used to using slender weapons to find flaws and one-hit attack... However, his strength should be very limited, which is about the same level as his six-year-old.

A perfect npc.

"I happened to see your game just now, and to be honest, it's very exciting."

Wang Wu secretly scolded you, your uncle, was it so good that he was beaten to the air and landed at 360 degrees?

"Although you lost, you can easily avoid the opponent's storm attack at the start of the game. This skill is really amazing. I was hit later because of my lack of physical strength, right? If you are in good condition, you will undoubtedly be the winner."

Zhang Xiuwen said, patting Wang Wu on the shoulder: "Don't look at me like this, I've been in the arena for almost ten years and I still have a vision. You kid, you have a bright future."

Wang Wu is too lazy to even raise his head. I have a bright future. You should say that? The best in the world is within five years. Now it is just a private visit. When we transform into emperor, you will all kowtow.

"But, I think you have good talent, but you don't have enough practical experience." Zhang Xiuwen commented seriously, "You should have just come to the Sky Arena, right? You think you have outstanding strength and can win consecutive games, but the system here will perfectly allocate your opponents. You need to play in a perfect state to have a chance of winning in every battle... There are many similar details. If you don't master it as soon as possible, no matter how good your talent is, you may die without understanding. I think you need a guide to help you in order to be able to survive in the arena."

After saying that, Zhang Xiuwen was silent for a while, as if waiting for Wang Wu's reaction.

Wang Wu glanced at him and wanted to say, "Uncle, just rely on your ability, you won't be qualified to be a guide for me for another hundred years..."

But when I thought about it, I felt that things could be viewed from another perspective.

It is true that my strength is not good now, and it is true that Zhang Xiuwen intends to make friends with him, and it is also true that the other party's comprehensive strength is above him. In general stories, such characters appearing in the early days are usually...

Usually it is the stepping stone on the protagonist's road to victory, isn't it?

The protagonist's growth path is to step on the corpses of one valley hero after another. As a novice valley hero, Zhang Xiuwen is simply perfect.

Thinking of this, Wang Wu gradually released a smile: "Do you want to be a guide?"

Zhang Xiuwen touched his nose: "To be honest, it's a bit short of being a guide with my ability... Although I have been here for ten years, I'm just a part-time job, with only more than thirty battle records. I think we can probably form a mutual aid team."

"Get a team? What do you do? Do you need to brush your books?"

"Haha, you either want to form a team or make friends. If you need help, you can help each other... If you want to be able to make a fortune in the Sky Arena, there are only two ways. Either you are like General Yinshuang, Wang Wuda Shen and others, or you can only make more friends and support each other. Hey, when you say this, I feel that you look very similar to Wang Wuda Shen!"

Wang Wu smiled: "Yes, I went for plastic surgery."

"Haha, take the King Five Gods as their idol? I am determined by ambition, but I am the same. Although the King Five Gods' main job is a dream builder, his golden finger skills are the best in the mainland. Even the people from the Shadow Brotherhood have to accept it. People like me who fight with their agility will basically worship the King Five Gods before the war."

“…”

"Okay, if you are willing to join, I will take you to meet my friends now. We will be able to take care of you in the first floor together. By the way, I don't know what your name is, little brother?"

"My name is Red Scarf."!~!
Chapter completed!