Chapter 2 Pointing Names and Cursing

The guild leaders' orders were issued quickly enough, but with over twenty thousand people, it took a moment for the noise to subside. At least within the leaders' hearing range, it was quiet. The twenty-six leaders all looked up to hear what that guy had to say, only to feel like bursting into tears. What had the guy said before? They hadn't heard, but this person was incredibly inconsiderate, not even waiting for them to quiet down before repeating himself. He was already on to the next chapter, completely ignoring them and talking to himself. It was so irresponsible.

But as they listened to the second chapter for a couple of lines, they were all taken aback. It was actually calling out names and cursing.

"Ying Fei Cao! You little rascal almost shot me! What are you still hiding for? You think I can't see you just because you're hiding in the crowd? Look at that tattered hat of yours, the ugliest hat out of twenty thousand people! What are you taking it off for? Your hairstyle is even uglier than your hat!"

After a barrage of insults like cannonballs, twenty-five guild leaders were bewildered, but one looked surprised, turning to look at the archer formation behind him. A player with a green face was being surrounded by a crowd of onlookers, indeed holding his hat in his hand, his hair a messy, tangled mess, definitely ugly enough.

"What's going on?" The leader was at a loss, but the contempt from the bell tower hadn't stopped. This archer brother couldn't bear it any longer, suddenly jumped out, pointed upwards at the window, and began to retort: "I'll fuck your grandfather, you drunken sot, you rotten drunk! You're drunk early in the morning? You're ranting and raving in front of twenty thousand people, do you have any manners? If you have the guts, stand there and don't move, I'll pin you to the wall with an arrow."

"Damn, why did you come out? Why did you come out? To let twenty thousand people admire your disgusting hairstyle? Sorry, brothers below, make way, I'm going to throw up!"

There was no one left under the window, but hearing this guy's shout, even the guild leaders standing several meters away couldn't help but feel the urge to step back. They all stared at the archer who had been called out by name, and his leader had to introduce him to the other twenty-five: "Ying Fei Cao, our guild's number one archer."

"Then this is?"

"I'm sorry, I know him, an old friend..." The embarrassed Ying Fei Cao had to explain to the leaders.

The guild leaders were all stunned, not surprised by this answer, but by the fact that this answer made them suddenly realize a problem. Before they could think about it further, Ying Fei Cao, his face red with embarrassment, waved his hand at the archer队伍 behind him: "Brothers, follow me, shoot this bastard down, rid the people of a pest!"

The archers were still confused, and with the leader emphasizing that no one was allowed to attack without his orders, not many people responded to Ying Fei Cao's shout. But he didn't care, he turned around, drew an arrow, and shot it upwards. But the guy in the window seemed to have anticipated this, and ducked back in.

Ying Fei Cao stamped his feet in anger. The other archers didn't know whether to shoot or not, and asked their leader for instructions. The leader was currently thinking about a very profound question and didn't have time to answer, so after the guy in the window dodged the arrow, he flashed back out, pointed his finger at Ying Fei Cao, and said: "Ying Fei Cao, you little brat, stand aside first, I don't need you for now. Dongfeng Jian, you get your ass out here, haven't seen you in a while, you've gotten cocky, huh? You actually dared to ambush me? What's wrong, trying to kill me to shut me up?"

Below was silent, but this time one of the twenty-six leaders looked back again, and sure enough, in his guild's archer formation, there was a person with a depressed look on his face, being inhumanely surrounded by his brothers, another one who had been called out by name.

"Come out quickly, what are you hiding for? I know it's you, who else is so flashy that they'd carve their name on their arrows? If you want to hide, at least get smarter, can't you change your arrow? You really think your little skill can kill me with one arrow? I'll just stand here and let you shoot, try another arrow, let's see if you can one-shot me."

The comrade named Dongfeng Jian suddenly jumped out of the team and really did draw his bow and release an arrow. He knew very well that this arrow couldn't one-shot anyone, he wasn't shooting an arrow, but shooting out a burst of resentment. After releasing this fierce arrow, Dongfeng Jian breathed a sigh of relief. As for whether it hit or not, he didn't care at all.

But the other guild leaders were already looking at Dongfeng Jian's leader, and this time, before the leader could speak, another leader who was also an archer spoke up: "Dongfeng Jian, one of the top ten archers, a great expert..."

The guild leaders exchanged glances. They had suddenly thought of something, and the thing they were beginning to worry about seemed to be happening little by little. They had come in a hurry, only concerned with getting back their face and saving face, only thinking that their powerful legion would solve all problems wherever they went. They hadn't really thought carefully about their opponent. Because they felt it was completely unnecessary. Even if they did think about it, they mostly thought about the terrifying Qian Li Yi Zui. Under Qian Li Yi Zui's brilliance, they had somewhat neglected the other extremely powerful experts. Even when they did think of these experts, they would reflexively compare their strength to Qian Li Yi Zui. They only considered things from a combat perspective, but ignored the fact that these extremely powerful experts had a greater power than Qian Li Yi Zui in this large-scale team battle: connections.

That's right, connections.

A group fight is about who can call up more people. Who can call up more people? Naturally, those with more friends and wider connections. So some people, although their individual strength isn't that great, are still prominent enough, simply because they have enough friends.

Twenty-six guilds, over twenty thousand people, their numbers were of course large enough, and it was impossible for anyone to mobilize so many people on their own. But at this moment, when two of their own had been called out and cursed by the opponent, the guild leaders finally realized this serious problem.

In this group fight that was all about connections, who could compare to the connections of these extremely powerful experts? Jian Gui, Zhan Wu Shang, Yu Tian Shen Ming, You Ge... which of these weren't well-known figures in the online gaming circle? These people had experience, strength, and even less of a lack of connections. Even the guy standing on the window cursing right now, he wasn't a thief, not a warrior, not an archer, not a knight, he was a priest, the priest who had just been cursed by Ying Fei Cao as a drunkard, who was this person? Anyone with a bit of online gaming experience would know. If you didn't know, it could only prove that you were very inexperienced and ignorant in this circle.

Ying Fei Cao, Dongfang Jian, these were both backbone-level experts in their respective guilds, the kind of experts whose reputation would definitely bring a group of supporters with them if they left the guild. Now they had been called out by name, and Ying Fei Cao had even admitted that they were old friends. Although both of them had shown an attitude of wanting to kill the other, the guild leaders felt that this was even more terrifying than everyone nodding and greeting each other politely.

Because their lack of courtesy towards each other was obviously based on a solid relationship. Only the best of friends can mock and kill each other without affecting their relationship. Ying Fei Cao and Dongfang Jian were friends with the other party, and friends with a special relationship.

But, they knew their opponents were their friends, why didn't they say so earlier? Could it be that they were doing this on purpose, preparing to defect before the battle?

Twenty-six guild leaders, twenty-four of them had already begun to look suspiciously at Ying Fei Cao and Dongfang Jian. But the leaders of these two shook their heads.

Even if Ying Fei Cao and Dongfang Jian were old friends of the other party, their relationship with them was equally close. Everyone had been working together since they entered the parallel world, and had been together until now. For friends, whether it's said that the old is better than the new, or that people are fickle, one side will always feel disheartened. They felt that Ying Fei Cao and Dongfang Jian wouldn't do something like defecting before the battle, which would dishearten the guild. But, they were still following the guild to attack their old friends, weren't they afraid of disheartening their old friends?

Or rather, they simply didn't care about this kind of thing?

Thinking about it, the guy shouting from the bell tower window, ridiculed Ying Fei Cao's hat and hairstyle, mocked Dongfang Jian's trickery and the flashiness of carving his name on his arrow, but didn't mention a word about them disregarding their friendship and coming from afar to attack...

In just a moment, one more of the twenty-six guild leaders had a difficult look on his face. Because the guy standing in the window had cursed out another one. This time it wasn't an archer, but a mage, and the point of the curse was naturally the kind of trivial thing again. However, the mage's frustration was even more serious than Ying Fei Cao and Dongfang Jian, because Han Jia Gongzi's window was outside the mage's attack range. Archers could still release arrows to vent, but he could only stare blankly.

Han Jia Gongzi's voice range wasn't actually that wide, but the key was that everyone he named and ridiculed was a master backbone of each guild. These people were naturally standing at the very front in this situation. The leaders were in the best viewing seats, and they were only in the next best seats, so they could all hear it very clearly. Once a name was called out, there was no way to hide, the brothers in their own guild of course knew them, and once they were called out, they would be surrounded!

Seeing that people from six guilds had already been called out by name, the guild leaders were anxious and uneasy, but they didn't know how to deal with this matter for a while. The six guys who had been called out seemed to be angrily cursing back at the guy above, but anyone with a discerning ear could tell that this was just a friendly spat, not real anger at all.

The leaders didn't know what the other party's intention was. The six leaders who had been called out were thinking about how to talk to the six masters who had been called out, while the other twenty leaders were uneasy. Usually they hated that there weren't enough famous masters in the guild, but now they were afraid that there were too many famous masters. Looking at the six people they had pointed out, all of them were top masters, and some of them were already famous in past games.

The pressure was great!

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I haven't been updating much recently, it seems like once every three days, sorry everyone. Please be patient, life, there are always many things that are helpless...