Reborn as a beautiful girl, I want to be the best in the world

When the other party grabbed his collar again, Zhao Manying clenched his right fist and punched directly at the judoka's right wrist.

The other party was also quite cautious. He immediately loosened his hands that were holding his collar and took a few steps back. Then he pushed the ground hard and rushed forward again.

Without the giant sword in hand, the wolf head naturally cannot be summoned.

Zhao Manying took a deep breath, folded his hands slightly in front of him, and stared closely at the movements of the contortionist.

"what?"

The moment the judoka rushed in front of Zhao Manying and was about to grab Zhao Manying with both hands, he suddenly felt as if the world was spinning before his eyes.

boom! !

All that was heard was the sound of a body slamming violently against the deck. The judoka, who was supposed to have pinned Zhao Manying down, was instead thrown to the ground by Zhao Manying.

Jujutsu——Yamaran? ?

"Impossible, how can a warrior like you know jutsu?!"

The contortionist was startled and subconsciously wanted to use the spiral twist again, but Zhao Manying was faster and directly locked the opponent's arms with her legs and pressed her throat.

The feeling of suffocation suddenly hit his mind, and the judoka only heard Zhao Manying's sneer.

"Of course I don't know any jutsu for the game."

Chapter 73 Banquet

But in reality, Zhao Manying is more professional than many players, and it can even be said that it is engraved in his bones.

Perhaps Zhao Manying herself did not expect that the experience of being "beaten" by her senior brothers and sisters in the past would come in handy in the game.

The contortionist couldn't help but grit his teeth. The contortionist's chain control was indeed powerful, but success was also due to contortion, and failure was also due to contortion.

It focuses on suppressing the joints and controlling the limbs, but on the other hand, when a jiu-jitsu practitioner is controlled by the same skill, it becomes difficult for him to display his skills.

"Fuck..."

The judoka's face turned red, and he tried his best to lift Zhao Manying up.

But if you want to accomplish such a feat, you must suppress your strength to more than twenty points.

However, a contortionist is going to compete with a pure warrior in strength?

"Tell me, who sent you here?"

Zhao Manying sneered and began to twist the judo master's arms.

Even with the protection of the system, it is definitely not a good feeling to feel your arms being twisted and unable to break free.

Not to mention that Zhao Manying's pure power suppression was enough to make the judoka unable to move.

"Why do you care... so much! Aren't we just playing games?"

The contortionist was still trying to struggle, while also waiting for a sneak attack from his teammates.

As long as the assassin hiding in the crowd attacks again, she will definitely be able to break free from Zhao Manying's control and throw her to the ground easily.

But unfortunately, her teammates were unable to escape at this moment.

"It's fun to hide in the crowd and stab someone, right?"

Mo Qian stared at the red-named player who had just stabbed him with a knife. The ice spikes raised by the long axe in his hand continuously separated the surrounding players, and then he rushed out after the red-named player.

The red-named players around were also in trouble at the moment. They had just brought trouble upon ordinary players, and now they had become their trouble instead.

The vast majority of players are not stupid. Players who are brought in will naturally chase and beat the people who brought them in.

Zhao Manying and the judoka, who were in the center of the crowd, had to worry more about being trampled by the crowd rather than being beaten.

"You haven't said it yet?"

Zhao Manying had almost broken the man's arm, but due to the game's protection mechanism, the pain would probably be blocked after a while.

At that time, it would be difficult to force the other party to speak, and you could only kill him outright.

“…Let go!!”

"Who asked you to come?!"

Zhao Manying also deliberately slowed down, but the strength of her hands and legs continued to increase.

Such force caused the contortionist more and more pain, so much so that she began to want to be forced offline.

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you what I'm saying, stop being awkward!"

In severe pain, the contortionist finally spoke, the sweat on her forehead already soaking her headband.

Zhao Manying relaxed her control slightly, but still held the contortionist tightly.

"It's the Black Death Guild. Their leader paid someone to deal with you! I just want an ordinary piece of equipment. There's no need to do this!"

The contortionist spoke hastily. She really didn't expect Zhao Manying to sit to this point.

It really shouldn't be like this for an ordinary piece of equipment.

Zhao Manying wrote down these key words and then said to the judo master.

"I'm giving you two choices now. First, log off directly and don't get involved in anything related to our guild tonight. Second, our guild will give you an epic item, and you come to help us."

In such a chaotic situation, Zhao Manying was also very clear about one thing, that is, there is strength in numbers.

Instead of continuing to increase your enemies, it is better to increase your allies.

As for an epic equipment, although the lowest epic equipment can be sold for dozens of dollars at the auction house, Zhao Manying can certainly afford it.

After following Ye Qing for some time, most of her equipment are epic and legendary, and her weapons are exclusive and can be upgraded. Naturally, there are also quite a few extra epic equipment.

Instead of selling these equipment, it is better to use them where they should be used.

"Are you serious? You're not trying to trick me with that crap?"

"I guarantee it in the name of our guild."

"Your guild...what is your guild?"

The judoka's question made Zhao Manying stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but sigh.

Although everyone in the guild is very strong and has outstanding performances in public tasks, in the final analysis, the name "The Last Star" still does not appear in everyone's eyes.

There were too few people, no publicity, and Ye Qing didn’t really care about recruiting people.

"The guild that won the Fantasy Heroes Festival, the last star, this can at least be considered a guarantee..."

But this time, before he could finish his words, the contortionist suddenly shouted.

"The champion's guild?? Are you serious?!"

"Why would I lie to you...I'll let you go now, and you'll understand when you open the guild panel."

Although she said so, Zhao Manying still stared at the other person cautiously, then slowly loosened her legs.

The contortionist did not act recklessly. She coughed violently a few times when she stood up. The feeling of being suppressed by Zhao Manying just now was quite bad.

The red-named players around were already fighting with other players and had no time to care about the two people in the middle.

Zhao Manying also showed the guild panel as promised, and the guild president column was Ye Qing's ID: zero.

The suffix after the ID represents the golden swords of the Dream Hero Festival, and there is a very obvious number "1" above the swords.

"Really?! Vice President...can I join your guild?"

The contortionist's eyes seemed to sparkle, but now was obviously not the time to talk about this.

"Let's leave here first. We still have to consult the president before adding people."

Zhao Manying looked at Mo Qian who had already killed the assassin in the distance, and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

On Huangfu Wenning's side, there was no change in her expression as she looked at the two figures that were taken away at once by her sword.

"Something's wrong..."

Huangfu Wenning felt that the kill he had just made was too easy, too easy to be expected of a player of this level.

When she turned around and was about to leave, another figure blocked her way.

"You look good, Miss Samurai~"

She was a playful girl with short emerald green hair holding a staff.

She was not a red-named person, and she did not attack Huangfu Wen Ning right away, but Huangfu Wen Ning subconsciously grasped the hilt of the knife at his waist.

"What's the matter?"

Huangfu Wenning smiled slightly, but did not immediately draw the blade from his waist.

"Well... should we fight first?"

The emerald-haired girl tilted her head with a sweet smile.

Chapter 74: Playing some tricks

If it were someone else, there would probably be doubts.

There is no grudge between us from afar, and we have no hatred recently. Why do we talk about it after the fight? Isn't this just looking for trouble?

"Although I don't mind killing a few more..."

Huangfu Wenning smiled. She was not particularly concerned about what happened tonight. Even if Ye Qing sent a message, she did not want to rush over immediately.

After all, for Huangfu Wen Ning, what she cared more about were the challenges encountered in the game.

"Hmm? You are quite confident, which is good, but you may become arrogant~"

The emerald-haired girl floated up, and the staff inlaid with sapphire in her hand began to emit light.

"You'll know right away if it's arrogant or not."

The moment the words fell, Huangfu Wenning's figure suddenly disappeared from the sight of the green-haired girl.

"Why, do you want to continue exploding my equipment?"

Ye Qing smiled, looked at the middle-aged man whose head fell to the ground, and habitually swung the sword in his hand.

Although the sword of justice will never be stained with blood, no matter what kind of liquid it is, it cannot leave a mark on justice.

On Feili and Feng Liaoyuan's side, they finally got rid of the strange black shadow, but they both looked quite embarrassed.

"Ye Zi, I always feel like something is wrong."

Feili wiped the blood off her face, performed a few recovery operations on herself and Feng Liaoyuan, and then walked towards Ye Qing.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Qing did not put away his weapon. Instead, he looked around and inserted the weapon into the ground.

"Are these red-named players crazy? Even if they can kill us here, at most they will drop three pieces of equipment, and whether they can complete the mission inside is another question..."

"You mean the benefits are not proportional to the effort, right?"

Fili nodded, at least from her perspective.

Red-named players can be divided into two types: one is those who simply like to cause destruction and hunt ordinary players and NPCs, and the other is those who do it for higher benefits.

If we say that all those people are crazy with problems in their brains, then there are too many of them.

To put it the other way around, if there were so many abnormal people, why would they all gather here to attack the two people?

"Sister Fili, you should know that there is a theory called Occam's razor, right?"

Ye Qing nodded, and after Feng Liaoyuan came over, she pulled out the sword from the ground.

"I think...I understand."

“If you need to add infinite reasons to achieve something, then I would rather believe in something that does not require so many reasons.”

Ye Qing naturally preferred to believe that the group of red-named players who came were all desperate criminals driven by profit.

Because there is only one reason behind this, someone is using greater interests to drive them to besiege Ye Qing and others.

"What about Manying and the others?"

"Don't worry, look at the guild list, all of them are alive."

Ye Qing shook her head. She still had great trust in her companions.