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Mind and skill.

The remaining two red-named players were terrified. Although they were red-named and had killed countless people, it did not mean they were not afraid of death. Faced with the ferocious Kirito, they finally gave up on continuing to use the Flying Wheel and switched to their own weapons.

However, they were simply no match for Kirito at this moment.

"Combination Slash - Cross-Shaped Slash!"

The two swords, one above and one below, one to the left and one to the right, respectively unleashed horizontal and vertical arc slashes. The cross-shaped sword techniques instantly broke through the defenses of the two red-named players who had just drawn their weapons, striking them and turning them into two mosaics.

As flywheel riders, their defensive equipment is not excellent, and its level is not very high. After all, they are special combat team members in the Smiling Coffin. Their level and strength are improved by others, and their own combat power is not strong.

"You're too arrogant!"

PoH's eyes flashed with a dangerous light as he roared, "Johnny, come with me and take him down!"

"As ordered!"

PoH, one on the left and one on the right, charged towards Kirito's left and right sides respectively.

Their thinking wasn't complicated. Dual-wielding, right? It's just two swords, isn't it? So what if the two of us each take on one of your swords?

"Dual Claws!"

Kirito continued to unleash his sword skills frantically. This time, both swords trembled simultaneously, transforming into several sword tips that pierced towards PoH and Johnny Black. If this move were used on one person, the original three-hit combo would become a six-hit combo, making it incredibly powerful.

However, for now, Kirito can only deal with the two of them separately.

"Humph!"

PoH grinned maliciously, wielding his machete like the wind. The machete clashed twice with Kirito's sword. Johnny Black, on the other side, was slightly slower, managing to parry twice. However, wielding a dagger, his speed even surpassed Kirito's, and he ducked to dodge Kirito's final strike at the last second.

Kirito's attack was blocked for the first time.

"We'll block his attacks, you guys rush in and stun him. Never mind, let's kill this berserk kid!"

"As ordered!"

Even at this moment, PoH's authority was never questioned. Kirito used his sword skills again, but PoH and Johnny Black were top-notch figures. The two of them only defended and did not attack, forcibly blocking Kirito's sword skills, and actually managed to stop him!

Next, it's the turn of those red-named players to teach Kirito a lesson!

Author's Note:

PS: Thank you Fami for the 100*2 donation at midnight!

116 Don't be nervous, let me transform first.

Surrounded by two powerful players, Kirito became somewhat anxious, especially seeing the players in the distance lurking and trying to launch a sneak attack. He immediately unleashed his sword skills once more.

Regardless of how Kirito attacked, PoH and Johnny Black had already made up their minds to each focus on one of Kirito's swords, ignoring what was happening on the other side.

This forcibly pulled Kirito back into a one-handed straight sword, 1v1 situation. In fact, Kirito was at a greater disadvantage, since he only had one brain and had to attack from two directions simultaneously.

Kirito has tried attacking a single person before, but once he does so, he exposes his back to the enemy. Even if he kills either PoH or Johnny Black, he will inevitably lose his own life.

The situation instantly reached a stalemate. Kirito's eyes were bloodshot and bulging with tears. The information war in his mind continued. The side effects of the paralysis he had just eliminated by activating his mental technique and forcibly impacting the data were still present and seemed to be getting worse.

In a sense, the system is incredibly stubborn. If the system discovers you can modify data, it concludes that there's something wrong with your thinking, that you might be cheating, so it will investigate relentlessly until it finds something. If it can't find anything, it will investigate even more, repeating this process indefinitely.

For SAO, this is a systematic operation, but for Kirito, it is a huge and continuous pressure, like a mountain range or a tidal wave.

Kirito has reached his limit.

He had a feeling that if he gave up resisting and let the pressure assault his consciousness, he would not be harmed. After all, even if the system regained control of his consciousness, the paralysis effect would have worn off.

He can still use dual swords; dual swords is his skill, not his mental technique, but Kirito doesn't dare to.

Kirito feared that the immense pressure would overwhelm him, causing him to lose consciousness and faint. Even if he didn't faint, a moment of dazedness in the current battle would only lead to his death.

"What should we do?!"

"President, he's failing. Prepare to finish him off!"

"Hmph, I don't need you to remind me!"

PoH and Johnny Black, who were standing to the side, also noticed the problem. A bloodthirsty smile appeared on their faces, and they looked at Kirito with naked hatred.

After all, the Smiling Coffin team has never lost more than three members at once, let alone the Flywheel team that PoH personally led and trained. These are the captain's treasures, and losing three of them at once... tsk tsk.

Good luck, Kirito!

Johnny Black looked at Kirito with a hint of pity. He and PoH didn't quite understand why Kirito seemed so dazed after fighting for so long.

Could this be a side effect of the dual-wielding style?

If that's the case, then this dual-wielding style isn't actually that meaningful; it's just a skill used to enhance oneself.

The two parried Kirito's attack again. At this moment, one of the three who were watching from a distance seemed to suddenly remember something, and with a grin, he took out a throwing knife, coated it with paralyzing potion, and shot it towards Kirito.

Kirito was startled. He already hated the numbing sensation, so how could he allow himself to be affected now?

So he parried the attack and blocked Johnny Black's sudden attack, but he couldn't block PoH's attack no matter what he did.

"Oh dear, I've been infected!"

Instead of killing Kirito directly, PoH made another light cut on Kirito's body, and the paralysis notification that caused Kirito so much pain reappeared on him.

"Why...why do you have so many paralyzing potions...and so many uses..."

PoH smiled slightly and said, "Why? Unfortunately, I won't tell you. Kirito-kun, aren't you able to break through the paralysis effect? ​​Do it again, let me see."

However, Kirito's reaction stunned PoH. Kirito's eyes rolled back and he collapsed to the ground. The system's pressure finally rushed into his consciousness and began to check his condition.

Kirito's prediction was correct, but unfortunately it was too late.

As for why PoH's knife has an unlimited number of paralysis effects, it's not hard to explain.

However, someone used some magical power to buy the paralyzing effect of a paralyzing potion that could only be used once and placed it on the weapons of PoH and others, as well as on the wheel of the wheelbarrow.

And so, a weapon with a built-in permanent paralysis effect has been created!

The player who just used a potion to coat his dagger was a complete waste; if the situation hadn't been so dire, he would have definitely gotten a scolding from PoH.

"This is really something, it's like the final battle in a game, you win and you're victorious, you lose and you're dead. Hey, guild leader, should we kill him?"

“Take him with you. Our boss might be interested in the unusual changes he's undergone. Let’s go check on the situation over there.”

After saying that, PoH led the way towards the center of the group of three hundred people. Johnny Black was not going to do the job of carrying men on his back. He shook his head, and his three underlings behind him knew what was going on. They quickly dragged Kirito along and used a paralyzing weapon to prick Kirito every 30 seconds to ensure the paralysis effect lasted.

After taking only a few steps, the mist dissipated, and a continuous tinkling sound was heard. Upon closer inspection, PoH's lips curled into a smile.

He himself encountered some problems due to Kirito's outburst, but everyone did a great job in the other three areas!

Originally, there were 300 people in four teams, but now there are less than 50 people in one team.

The team still formed a circle around the city. The outer circle of shield guards held up their shields, their faces gloomy and desperate as they resisted the relentless attacks of the flying wheels, while the inside of the circle was bustling with activity.

In the already small space, everyone wished that no one else was around them, constantly looking left and right, staring at everyone around them.

"What a bunch of frightened birds! It seems they've lost even the most basic trust. How interesting! Just a few minutes ago, you were all so confident in destroying our Smiling Coffin, but look at you now, where has your courage gone?"

PoH tapped his temple, his fingers slowly rotating like a drill, but unfortunately he didn't have the ability to drill until he bled. Instead, he scoffed, "So, fighting requires intelligence, and group battles require even more intelligence."

"Have you ever played an RPG game? Have you ever experienced guild wars or team battles? When have you ever seen a group rushing into PvP battles like this?"

PoH's taunts made the already despairing players look even worse. Some glared angrily at Heathcliff, whose strange behavior had already attracted the attention of many players.

"Oh dear, is this a sign of infighting? Welcome, welcome! How about putting on a play for us? Hehe, I actually love watching stage plays, especially The Count of Monte Cristo and Heathcliff. What do you think? Do you like it?"

Although PoH verbally inquired about Heathcliff, he didn't wait for a reply, saying, "Looks like quite a few people are missing. What happened to that guy called Fang Wang, who also had the title of Black Swordsman? He's just gone, dead like that?"

"Died silently?"

No one responded to PoH. Tooth King was indeed dead. Seeing that the team had fallen into the trap, he was the first to turn around and try to escape. However, because he was too obvious to be seen by the team, he was easily controlled by a skilled flywheel user and killed in a solo kill.

"Oh right, there's also a bald black man who's gone missing. Is he dead too? What a pity. I quite admired that guy."

At this moment, someone finally stepped forward. Tilberu tapped his shield and said, "Agil died to cover us. He is our hero. PoH, you can accuse us of incompetence, but you cannot slander Agil."

PoH looked at Tilberu with a knowing smile on his lips and said, "And who are you? Have I seen you before? Oh right, you're Momo's vice president, right? Now that Momo is a guest here, have you taken Momo's place?"

"I wouldn't dare. But, Mr. PoH, I have a request. I wonder if you could grant it?"

"ask?"

PoH was taken aback, and the spun machete in his hand stopped spinning. He said, "Interesting. Do you still have the right to negotiate with me? Or are you trying to stall for time? Do you think there's still anyone who wants to save you?"

"No, I've already accepted my fate."

Tilberu's words caused a stir among the surviving players; it could be said that Tilberu had completely extinguished their last hope.

"However, I am not reconciled!"

"You're not happy about losing to me?"

"No, Lord PoH's schemes far surpass all of ours. We are no loss if we fall under your schemes. But... I cannot tolerate the greatest traitor among us!"

Tilberu whirled around to face Heathcliff and said, "Heathcliff, aren't you going to give us an explanation?!"

"You brought us all here, stirred up everyone's anger, and then what? You did nothing. We fell into PoH's trap, and you didn't say a word, just stayed here without moving!"

“If you are also a member of Smiling Coffin, then we accept it. We were misled by you, you are our enemy, we hate you, it’s a very straightforward relationship.”

"But what about now!"

Tilberu pointed at Heathcliff and roared, "You're not a member of Laughing Coffin, yet you brought everyone here to their deaths. You probably already knew a lot of information, didn't you? What are you thinking? What are you planning?!"

"I am not reconciled to dying because of you, to dying for reasons that are unclear. I want to know the truth, even if it means dying!"

"Heathcliff, answer me!"

Tilberu's roar drew everyone's attention, and even PoH waved to stop the Flywheel team's harassment, watching this infighting with great interest.

The players' anger, despair, helplessness, and sorrow were all stirred up at this moment, becoming their motivation to attack Heathcliff.

Heathcliff instantly became the target of everyone's accusations and a hated enemy.

However, Heathcliff laughed in the face of all this.

A faint light shimmered around him, and in the light, Heathcliff disappeared, transforming into a tall, thin man in a white lab coat.

"The reason? I might as well tell you."

"That's really interesting!"