Final Priesthood

Chapter 201 Happy birthday, coach

“Senior Brother Lin, the experts you are waiting for cannot save Lin Mo.”

 “Only I can save her life in this world.”

 “Join me, Senior Brother Lin. I can give you everything you want.”

Lin Zhiqin lurked quietly in the corner of the first floor, pursed his lips tightly, and some words in his mind lingered like a nightmare.

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 There was the sound of people moving upstairs.

Lin Zhiqin immediately held his breath and remained as motionless as a stone.

 The sound of footsteps quickly came down from the second floor.

When I reached the stairs, something seemed to be touched, and there was a sound of the rope tightening.

 “Tuk!”

  Accompanied by rapid screams.

 He quickly walked out from his hiding place, running on the floor as quietly as a cat.

 After a while, I arrived at the stairs.

There was a man lying in the stairwell between the first and second floors. He was wearing a mask on his face, and his arms and shoulders were pierced by two short spears. He was nailed to the floor and was struggling.

Seeing Lin Zhiqin appear, the **** warrior's eyes showed nervousness and violence, and he struggled even more fiercely.

　　A low growl came from under the mask, as if to warn him.

Lin Zhiqin’s eyes were cold, and he quickly walked up, raised his fist and hit the opponent **** the head.

 The latter fainted immediately.

 Then he began to pull out the short spear from the opponent's body, and took out the bandages and medicines he had prepared to quickly stop the opponent's bleeding.

　　After doing all this, he quietly retreated from the building and ducked into a nearby house.

 Then quickly began to lay new traps.

 The trap is set on the lower level.

 Because most of the **** warriors enter the house from the top floor.

  “The 24th.”

Lin Zhiqin silently recited a number in his mind.

 This is already the twenty-fourth **** warrior he has defeated.

 There may be more victory points, because some people have accumulated a certain amount of victory points themselves. After being defeated, all the victory points will naturally be assigned to the winner.

Lin Zhiqin is very cautious.

 So far, he has not faced any **** warriors head-on.

 They all rely on sneak attacks and traps to win.

This kind of behavior is also legal.

 After all, sacrifices were made to the "god of martial arts and hunting."

 In addition to fighting, there is also hunting, and hunting involves intelligence.

 The sound of rain began to sound outside the house.

 On the rooftops and on the streets outside, there was the sound of dense and rapid footsteps.

Lin Zhiqin carefully looked outside through the gap in the window.

He saw many people hurriedly rushing in the same direction, with a certain urgency and excitement, as if they were about to participate in a grand hunt.

Lin Zhiqin frowned and had doubts, but did not follow blindly.

 He must be careful.

 Because he only has one chance.

The footsteps passed quickly, and the surroundings became calm again, with only the sound of raindrops hitting the windows.

 No one has come for a long time.

Lin Zhiqin is still very patient, without any impatience.

Three years ago, he watched the final **** battle of Mosa as a spectator, and knew that there was only one chance for such a "hunting".

  Soon, all the **** warriors will be driven to the central pyramid by the rules.

 The next round of **** battle begins there, that is the most difficult time.

 Before that, in addition to trying to gain as many winning points as possible, he also needed to preserve enough strength and stamina to prevent himself from getting injured and to maintain a good condition.

Time passed minute by minute, and the sound of fierce fighting could be heard faintly in the distance.

 But it seems to have nothing to do with Lin Zhiqin.

　　While waiting for his "prey", he looked toward the sky through the window slit.

The scene of fighting was played on the big screens on all sides. Lin Zhiqin didn't look much at it. He mainly paid attention to the list of winning points.

 The thousands of names on the list are decreasing all the time, but it is still not easy to find yourself.

Lin Zhiqin saw at a glance a title with a crazy increase in winning points - "Feast Eater"!

His pupils shrank slightly, and a figure quickly appeared in his mind.

 But it soon returned to normal.

 In a fighting arena with thousands of people, it is normal for them to have the same title. There is nothing unusual about it.

His title of blue sheep has been repeated many times with others, and the corresponding serial number even needs to be added after the title to distinguish it.

 He finally found his ranking - Blue Sheep (9), winning points: 51.

  The victory points required to exchange for a bottle of divine blood is 10,000, and you currently have 51.

Not good enough

Lin Zhiqin silently calculated in his mind, slowly tightened his fists, and then returned to calmness.

 In the heavy rain, noisy footsteps sounded again.

This time it looked much messier than last time, as if many people were running away.

Lin Zhiqin frowned and was about to investigate a little bit.

 Suddenly, a short scream came from my ears.

"ah!"

His expression changed and he stood up quietly.

 But before he could make any move, he heard someone speaking again.

 “Damn it, someone has set a trap here!”

 “Must be still in the house!”

 “Don’t let him get away!”

 Several footsteps came from all directions, approaching quickly.

Lin Zhiqin looked slightly nervous and immediately gave up the idea of ​​taking action. Without hesitation, he broke the window and rushed out of the house.

 “Run away! There!”

 “Stop him!”

 Several figures shot towards Lin Zhiqin from several directions. Lin Zhiqin immediately used the crane movement to try to quickly distance himself from several people.

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 Suddenly there was a slight cracking sound in the back of my head.

He had a sudden thought and hurriedly turned around to dodge.

 “Bang! Bang! Bang!”

Three crossbow arrows were deeply embedded in the concrete floor, and their tails were still trembling violently.

 A crossbow arrow almost grazed Lin Zhiqin's cheek.

He subconsciously looked up in the direction of the crossbow and saw a young man holding a compound crossbow standing on a second-floor balcony not far away, looking at him coldly.

 Some people slowly gathered around me.

 “Shameless thing! It’s actually a trap!”

The leader, a middle-aged man with slightly narrowed eyes and a sinewy face, spat on the ground, stared at Lin Zhiqin, and said fiercely: "I was already very angry, but why did I meet such an old man like you?

 Don't let him exit alive! "

The other people hummed softly, with cold eyes, and slowly surrounded Lin Zhiqin.

 Everyone's eyes showed undisguised murderous intent.

 “Two martial arts masters, two bone trainers”

Lin Zhiqin quickly judged the general strength of several people, and his face looked a little ugly.

He wasn't very afraid of these four people surrounding him, but the main reason was that there was one who was raiding the formation with a crossbow. There was a crossbow that he kept an eye on at all times. During the battle, he inevitably had to devote part of his mind to guarding against it, which added to the problem. Many variables.

“I have no choice but to fight hard and try to find an opportunity to escape!”

Lin Zhiqin took a deep breath, quickly made up his mind, and with a cold look in his eyes, he was about to prepare for the next battle.

At this moment, the faces of the people facing him suddenly changed, and they looked in the direction behind him, with expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

The few people who were still gearing up suddenly turned around and ran away in the blink of an eye without saying a word.

"Forehead"

Lin Zhiqin was stunned for a moment and turned around subconsciously.

 What caught the eye was a shadow.

Under the torrential rain, he saw a tall body more than two meters high shrouding him like a dark cloud.

 Invisible pressure is accompanied by the water vapor in the air, like a terrifying giant wave that is very close at hand, and each wave brings a heavy sense of suffocation.

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Lin Zhiqin’s Adam’s apple moved up and down, his scalp was numb and his body was tense.

 He slowly raised his head little by little until

He faced a pair of calm and deep eyes, as dark as the ten-thousand-meter-deep sea.

　　A dull but slightly familiar voice came from under the mask.

Lin Zhiqin only heard the man say softly: "Yesterday was your birthday.

 Happy birthday, coach. "

"Well"

Lin Zhiqin froze on the spot, as if he had been hit by something for a moment, motionless, and speechless for a long time.

“Feaster, winning points: 1032”

"Da da da-"

The Tyrant King held his cheek with one hand, leaning on the Iron Spear Throne, tapping the armrest of the Iron Throne with his long and thick index finger, and looking down at everything below expressionlessly.

 “Sir, do you want it?”

The silver masked man next to him was interrupted by the Tyrant King before he could finish speaking.

"never mind."

The Tyrant King narrowed his eyes, looked at a certain figure in the field, and suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "Now I am beginning to look forward to this blasphemer coming to me.

 Get ready to move on to the next stage. "

"yes."

The man in the silver mask nodded. Just as he was about to make arrangements, he was pulled back by the tyrant king.

“But a blasphemer remains a blasphemer.”

The Tyrant King pointed to the area where a certain figure was located below, and said with a sneer: "That area needs special attention."

The man in the silver mask was slightly startled, then quickly understood and nodded quickly.

The Tyrant King was left sitting alone on the throne, overlooking the huge "Roofless City" Blood Arena below, his eyes shining with light, not knowing what he was thinking.

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 Several huge red boxes fell down from the dome.

 The moment they saw the red box falling, many **** warriors immediately rushed like crazy towards the direction where the box was about to land.

 “There are actually airdrop boxes?”

Lu Yuan blinked his eyes, his expression slightly surprised.

  “You can also say that.”

Lin Zhiqin, who was standing next to him, nodded and explained: "It contains a lot of precious equipment and props, such as advanced protective clothing, super alloy weapons, potions that temporarily enhance combat effectiveness, etc.

　　It is specially set up to stimulate and encourage the **** warriors to fight more fiercely.

only"

Lin Zhiqin looked at several red supply boxes falling rapidly in the distance and frowned: "It stands to reason that one of these **** battle boxes will drop in every area. Although the location is random, it is impossible that we don't even have one here."

A total of four red supply boxes fell from the sky. As a result, all four of them landed quite far away from them, and it took a long time to get there.

 “Maybe it’s because of bad luck.”

Lu Yuan replied casually, but his eyes glanced towards the top of the pyramid without leaving any trace.

“You still have to fight when you should, and don’t underestimate the role of equipment.

 If you can get one, your combat effectiveness will be greatly improved.

 Subsequent ladder battles will also have more chances of winning.”

Lin Zhiqin spoke quickly, looking at the locations where several supply boxes fell in the distance, and seemed to have begun to make plans for Lu Yuan in his mind.

Lu Yuan looked at Lin Zhiqin’s profile hidden under the mask and suddenly said something coldly.

“I’ve been given the equipment, so what does the coach rely on to win?”

Lin Zhiqin was startled for a moment, and then quickly fell silent, with thick and complicated emotions surrounding him.

 After a while, he raised his head and was about to say something.

At this moment, thick red smoke emerged from the ground and spread rapidly to all directions.

Lin Zhiqin's face immediately changed slightly when he saw it.

“The ladder battle is about to begin. These smokes are non-toxic, but if they are touched, they will be eliminated directly.

 Let’s go to the pyramid quickly! "

Lu Yuan, on the other hand, had a strange expression on his face and couldn't help but murmur in a low voice.

 “Tsk, tsk. Are you starting to compete in the finals so soon?”

 (End of this chapter)