Chapter 101 My mission is completed

The players had no idea how hard Fang Xianyu tried to save their image in front of the natives. They only knew that the rewards for this limited-time battlefield event were very high, and everyone was so excited that their eyes were red!

"Fuck, killing a monster gives you 200 prestige! Go ahead, sisters!"

"The dog planner is finally generous for once!"

Amid the noisy voices, Fang Xianyu looked away guiltily.

In the [Cold Pond Cave] dungeon, Fang Xianyu set the prestige of killing a Nine Nether Demon to 50 prestige points, and among the equipment in the sect's prestige store, the cheapest three-item mana recovery ring costs thousands of prestige points.

This means that players have to work hard to kill twenty or thirty Nine Nether Demons in exchange for a piece of school uniform equipment - or the cheapest kind. However, the few points of energy that twenty or thirty Nine Nether Demons give back to Fang Xianyu is enough for her to make a dozen sets of equipment.

Well...it's definitely not that she is stingy. After all, the clan leader's family doesn't have any surplus food, right?

Fortunately, the sect's school uniform is just a three-item purple outfit, and what players care about are effects like mana recovery and acceleration, which have little meaning to real monks. The life-saving effect that is truly sought after among indigenous monks is not as useful to players as a pair of low-level acceleration boots.

What? Protect the lifeline? If you die, you die. Just wait for resurrection. Why protect the lifeline? What's the difference between living without the ability to move and being locked up in a small dark room? As for the treasure that protects the soul from various mental attacks and is immune to hallucinations, in the eyes of the players, it is no different from scrap metal.

Of course, no matter how you look at it, the so-called players may make money, but Fang Xianyu will definitely not lose money - this is a necessary quality for a planner.

"You want to use puppets to resist my thousands of ghost soldiers? Humph! That's just wishful thinking!"

Zhu Fukun recognized that the "cultivators" who kept rushing out to die were all puppets, but he thought that these puppets were controlled by Fang Xianyu, so he didn't take it seriously - no matter how many puppets there were, could they be more than the Heavenly Grade Spiritual Weapon Destroying Immortal Banner that he had raised for hundreds of years? At the beginning, the players were still running around laughing and trying their best just to scrape a few sha on a small monster, and then they were overwhelmed by the surging Yin corpses and evil spirits.

But soon, everyone found that this suicidal fighting method was ridiculously inefficient, so they gathered together with their relatives and friends to experiment with various strategies.

Among them, the battle mode of Master and his companions attracted many players to observe and worship——

He was seen standing at the front in a purple outfit, with players wearing blue and green equipment standing on his left and right behind him. Four or five of them had their backs to each other and were slowly moving out from the edge of the mountain protection formation.

The Master held a shield in one hand and a spear in the other. The shield was a wooden board that he had found from nowhere, and it was covered with various thunder symbols. The corpses and evil spirits were afraid of such things, and would even burn into a large black mist if they hit them! The spear was three or four meters long, or rather, it was not a spear, but a wolf-whip!

The wolf-whip was hastily made. It was a long bamboo pole with all kinds of messy branches and forks on the front half. There was a faint flash of lightning on the forks. The master actually asked an NPC to enchant him! Everyone saw that the master was like a meat grinder, leading several players behind him to keep crushing out. Every time the wolf-whip with lightning aura attached to it was swung and swept, groups of evil spirits and corpses were burned and pushed away. Afterwards, evil spirits continued to dissipate into black mist after being hit many times.

Dealing with Yin Corpses is more troublesome. After a Yin Corpse is knocked down, the player behind the Master quickly rushes forward and uses the two-handed sword to cut it into pieces while the Master is sweeping away the monsters around him for a few seconds, ensuring that it will not have the possibility of standing up again.

One player screamed, "What the hell! Macedonian Phalanx!?" "What the hell... Nonsense!" Another player refuted, and explained, "That's called Qi Jiguang's Mandarin Duck Formation! The most awesome small unit multi-arms joint combat team formation in Chinese history! The enemy's casualty ratio was 1,000 to 3, 1,000 people died and 3 of our army died! Nine wins in nine battles! No defeats!"

"Zundu fake du!"

"Wow! Master has this trick up his sleeve!?"

The players who were quick-witted had already started to move: "What are you standing there for? Copy the homework!"

As a result, all the flowers, plants and trees in the mountain protection formation suffered. If there were no bamboos, slender trees were used instead. Amidst the occasional angry complaints of "Damn! It was accidentally cut off", many players quickly formed teams, set up formations like the Master's team, and added some "innovations".

For example, in some teams, players who practiced Thunder Technique were surrounded and protected by other players, and then they kept striking out thunder. Just two or three thunders were enough to kill an evil ghost or a corpse. Even if a few monsters could not be killed because the temporarily modified "wolf whisk" was not handy, the overall result of the battle was quite surprising to everyone.

There was also a group of players who were inspired by something and had a sudden idea. They didn't care whether they were injured or not, and they carried the enchanted giant tree and rushed around until everyone died and returned to the resurrection point. Not to mention, this method can really crush a few unlucky corpses and evil ghosts.

Therefore, the Jade Emperor, who was greatly inspired, grabbed Wu Ke, who was very confident in his fighting skills and was planning to fight alone on the battlefield, and suggested: "Brother, are you interested in doing something big?"

"you say."

"I still have a lot of Watt brand explosives in my bag. Do you understand what I mean?" The Jade Emperor smiled frivolously and added, "When the time comes, you will cover me and get as far as possible to the outside. Then I will ignite and blow myself up. We will play suicide!"

"hiss--"

Wu Ke gasped and gave a thumbs up: "Dude is a werewolf! Got it!"

The two of them discussed it briefly and quickly joined the battlefield. Wu Ke, wearing a pair of boxing gloves imbued with thunder spirit energy, led the way in front. He screamed, punched left and right, kicked and hit, and actually sent the Jade Emperor into a group of monsters.

When the Jade Emperor saw a group of ugly and disgusting monsters rushing towards his face, he quickly took out several packets of improved black gunpowder and fire ignition talismans, while shouting in a very dramatic manner: "Damn it! Blow you to death! My mission! is accomplished! Hahahaha——"

There were just a few loud noises one after another, and the ground seemed to be shaken. A yellow-white mist rushed up into the sky outside the mountain protection formation, and a strong smell of sulfur rolled and spread along with it.

When the fog cleared, a huge deep pit appeared where the explosion occurred. Everything near the deep pit was turned into scorched earth. The dense army of evil spirits was cleared out! Almost everyone's attention was attracted by the explosion, even Fang Xianyu was no exception. But soon, she heard a voice that embarrassed her many times in front of the elders of Guangcheng Sect, but this time it was even more exaggerated and embarrassing: "Master! I want to be enchanted! I am a loyal dog of the sect! Please, Master!"