The Jue Meng Ring was broken, the Soul-Suppressing Hammer failed, and all teammates were lost in the dream and faced a catastrophe. The dream that had happened in the big challenge before retirement was broken.

Zhang Xiuwen's life is a tragic life, a desolate life, and a life worth complaining about...

"Who do you think it's the responsibility of this now?"

Lao Zhang was so angry that the situation was in despair that the young man in front of him could even laugh.

"Don't worry, it's still early to despair. Being pulled into the dream space does not mean a dead end. I have a soul-squeezing hammer..."

"I told you that the Soul-Suppressing Hammer is not that useful! That thing can only be used in real planes, and entering the dream space is a waste... Do you have to make me so angry that I vomit blood before I can stop?"

"Anyway, I will definitely die, it doesn't matter whether I vomit or not."

"It must die..."

However, before Zhang Xiuwen could get angry, the Iron Man brothers became angry first: "Old Zhang, I joined this big challenge because I believed you. Now tell me that we will die!?"

"That's not what I said..."

"Don't panic!" Wang Wu shouted, "If you give up now, it means that the game has been completed."

The scene became incredibly quiet.

"What are you going to do?"

"Dream space is not abyss of hell. The other party is just an intermediate dream builder. The power that can be summoned in the dream space is limited. We have twenty people. As long as we find his original body, we may not have no chance to win."

Most people were confused about this, and saw Wang Wu swearing. They believed it in a panic. But Lao Zhang and several other relatively experienced people were not so easy to fool.

The design of the competition system of the big challenge is actually very reasonable. Lin Feng's strength should be just a little higher than the twenty challengers. It takes twenty people to win with very exquisite tactics. Everything from prop preparation to actual combat cooperation must be carefully arranged.

Information about the gatekeeper will be released three days before the game, but the challenger's information is only delivered to the gatekeeper half a day in advance, which is the challenger's biggest advantage. But Lao Zhang is self-aware. His rough tactics can only barely win, and the tolerance rate is not high. Unfortunately, the biggest mistake has just started the battle. Next... I can only leave it to fate, right?

Fortunately, at least the team is not in chaos now, Wang Wu's words incredibly calmed people's hearts. Next...

Next, Wang Wu further explained.

"Don't worry, a dream builder with a total of 1,500 points will summon up to a few hundred elite soldiers, without any pressure."

The team immediately boiled: "Hundreds of elite soldiers! Any one can beat three of us!"

"Why are you so useless? Elite soldiers meant messy in my dictionary."

"If we are useful, we won't be on the first level! And your dictionary is too perverted!"

However, while the argument was being made, Lin Feng's cold and ruthless voice came from the sky: "Wang Wu, if you have any skills to turn the tables this time, use them quickly. This time, I will do my best."

As soon as he finished speaking, a giant Behemoth fell from the sky. His body was more than ten meters long and his nearly square strong body made the ground tremble, and Lao Zhang's team was lying in a skew.

"This seems to be more than just a few hundred elite soldiers..."

Lao Zhang was trembling and wanted to cry without tears.

Even if a fighter like him who is incompetent, he knows that such a giant beast with infinite power can destroy an elite corps with one end, and only the gods of the Imperial Guards can defeat him with the size of a small team.

As for Lao Zhang's level, if you gather a thousand people up, you have to make this giant beast into a human scorpion soup...

Wang Wu continued to comfort: "Don't worry, this giant beast is the result of his super-level performance. He can't hold on for too long."

“…It’s more than enough to persevere until we kill all of us!”

Wang Wu said: "Don't be so pessimistic, at least I have a soul-suppressing hammer."

"Didn't you tell you that it's useless? And the handle is broken!"

"Oh, why are you so ink? I'll talk about it first."

As he spoke, a hard little hammer came towards him, and at the same time, the fist of the Behemoth was pressing down from above like a meteorite.

——

boom!

Me, am I dead?

Lao Zhang closed his eyes in despair, but the sound of people in his ears boiled, which made him open his eyes quickly.

Not in Lin Feng's dream space, but in the original arena, lying on the ground, and his teammates lie around him.

I sat up and happened to see Lin Feng's surprised gaze in the distance.

"Wake up? How is that possible?"

Lao Zhang was also curious about this question, how could he wake up? Shouldn’t he be crushed to death by a giant beast? Or is it that the dream space was killed, and the real plane could wake up instead - there is no such a harsh setting!

However, Lao Zhang is an experienced warrior after all. Let’s put aside his doubts for the time being, pick up his short sword and rushed towards the other party.

The body of the dream builder is usually very crisp, especially those nobles who have never been on the battlefield. They do not understand the necessity of collaborative combat between the real plane and the dream space... Not every noble is as powerful as Wolverine.

Old Zhang strode and breathed like never before. The noble young master was not far away in front of him. As long as he was close enough, even if he, the first layer of waste, would have a great hope...

"You're fucking stupid!?"

A powerful fist hit the side face, and Lao Zhang flew out diagonally with his broken teeth. When he got up, he saw Wang Wu with an angry face.

"I'm calling you to die? You're so stupid that you rushed to the boss alone?"

Old Zhang was stunned for a moment, and then he broke out in cold sweat.

When we initially designated the tactics, we considered that although the opponent was a dream builder, we must have the ability to save our lives in melee combat. Three or two people rushed forward and died. This was also the bloody and tears lesson of the previous major challenges.

That's why he pinned his hopes on the soul-squeezing hammer, but what did he do just now...

Wang Wu pulled Lao Zhang up and cursed: "The opponent is a dream builder. It is as easy to tease your heartstrings as a man in heat. Fighting with a dream builder, you must be calm at any time. This is a concept that street stall literature will mention?"

Lao Zhang, who was scolded by Wang Wuxuan, had to be glad that he survived the disaster.

"Where are the others?"

"When I return to the real plane, Lin Feng must release the call of Bimon. He has not learned the ability to distract from the second use. Once he faces the threat from the real plane, the power that can be used in the dream space will be weakened. So it shouldn't be dead yet..."

"Not dead!?"

Lao Zhang turned his head in despair and looked at it. Sure enough, several teammates had stopped breathing.

"Don't be so resentful. If you want to blame yourself, you should blame yourself. The first time you wake up, you should use the soul-squeezing hammer to keep your teammates' consciousness in your body and escape from the dream space. Unfortunately, you have wasted your precious time."

Wang Wuyi said, and used the soul-squeezing hammer to wake up the 15 living people one by one.

"This time I've used it only half of it, but fortunately, the other party's dream power has also been consumed a lot, so we're not too much."

As soon as Wang Wu finished speaking, Lin Feng took out a bottle of banging drink from the inner bag of his robe without hesitation, opened the bottle cap and drank it all.

"...Damn, taking drugs?! You made a mistake? How could there be a boss who can take drugs?"

"Wang Wu, I said that I will do my best this time. Not to mention just 'Red Bull three times', I will drink even 'Blue eight times' when necessary!"

"Tsk. You are so persistent."

Wang Wu kept stuttering. The dream builder's blue bottle does not take effect immediately like the blue bottle in the game. It is basically psychotropic drugs similar to drugs. Red Bull has side effects three times, and blue eight times is said to have a lifelong impact on sexual ability. Lin Feng is really willing to do it.

However, after drinking this bottle of red medicine, Lin Feng's dream power was completely restored, and the challengers' situation was extremely harsh.

"Wang Wu, aren't you going to show some real skills?"

"Okay, that's what you want."

The next moment, the surviving challengers felt a heat in their minds at the same time. A passionate and boiling fighting thought surged out.

The others were still a little surprised, but Lao Zhang had a judgment in his mind.

"You are Wang Wu himself..."

"Uncle, you can just know something, why bother telling it? You have enough flags."

Wang Wu said lightly, the dream power that had just woken up was constantly released, stimulating the brains of his teammates.

There is no way. Now the boss has become violent. It is a foregone conclusion that he will continue to let a miscellaneous soldier like Lao Zhang be the commander. Although this team is very bad, Wang Wu thought that with his current strength, it is still difficult to beat Lin Feng alone, so the surplus value of these slack teammates cannot be let go.

"Uncle, prepare to rush."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Wu was already ahead and put his existing physical fitness to the limit, rushing straight to Lin Feng like lightning.

However, before getting closer, an invisible shock wave came towards him. Wang Wu felt a flash in front of him and was dragged into the dream space!

"Damn it, it's true that he is boss level."

Wang Wu's raid was already fast enough, but Lin Feng's dream-building technique came faster, pulling him into the dream one step ahead of time, cutting off the threat from the real plane.

The dream space is just pitch black, and the edges of the space are perfectly reinforced like a cage. Lin Feng's plan is to trap him here and take this opportunity to kill other cannon fodder.

Of course, Wang Wu did not let him do what he wanted. A perfect space tear apart, shattering the dream that was far above him, and shattering it and getting out.

When they returned to the real plane, the challengers had already suffered casualties again. The Iron Man brothers were killed by Lin Feng with a dream impact. The heavy armor could not stop the erosion of the dream, and the challengers' strongest shield collapsed.

Fortunately, under Wang Wu's dream-building skills bonus, the morale of the challengers did not collapse. Lao Zhang and others continued to charge and were approaching ten meters in front of Lin Feng!

"Get out!"

Lin Feng roared and rushed to the front five people in the melee orifices and bleeded blood, unconscious!

Wang Wu threw out a flying knife and exploded a storm of light from the shield in front of Lin Feng's forehead. At the same time, he took a step forward and prepared to fight in close combat.

"Don't think about it!"
To be continued...