Chapter 242 What heart? This is tactics!

Among the twelve participants, only Yan Qing and Lu Ming belong to the Response Bureau, while the others are just independent players and cannot be said to know each other well. However, the Response Bureau has appeal and strong strength, so a loose and fragile alliance is formed.

As soon as Gu Qingyuan said this, the alliance collapsed instantly, and everyone started fighting on their own and guarding against each other.

Yan Qing frowned and said, "Don't panic, everyone. Since we are participating in the killing field, we are all here for the reward. Completing the mission is the most important thing. We can't let the creatures from the dark plane take advantage of us. I suggest that we start proving ourselves now. How about I start?"

He was still chattering, but Gu Qingyuan was already trying to speed up the progress of the game.

"Xiao Ming, see that guy on your left? Stab him!"

Lu Ming was following Gu Qingyuan when he suddenly heard a familiar voice in his ears. He turned around and looked at Gu Qingyuan in surprise.

"Why are you looking at me? Stab him. You should listen to me."

There was another voice in his ear, but no one else noticed it. Lu Ming turned his head and looked to the left. There was a middle-aged man holding a sword. He remembered that Gu Qingyuan had pulled him when he was making the announcement. This pull brought him to the side of the middle-aged man, and he suddenly understood.

Adhering to his trust in his strange heroic spirit, Lu Ming took a deep breath, thought about the explanation during training, gripped the hilt of the knife, slightly turned his body, and adjusted his strength.

There was a flash of knife light, followed by a crashing sound.

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and pinched the blade: "You..."

Lu Ming did not give him a chance to speak and slashed again and again. The other participants immediately realized that Lu Ming must have discovered something and stared at the middle-aged man with eager eyes.

"You...you don't care about this madman?" The middle-aged man said intermittently. As the battle progressed, transparent light film flashed on his body.

He roared, and his momentum exploded, forcing Lu Ming to take a few steps back.

"I thought I could have some fun with you guys, but I didn't expect to be discovered so soon!"

The transparent light film disappeared, revealing the face of a black-haired young man.

"Let me introduce myself. I'm B-12, the pretender, Ash." He looked at the embarrassed Lu Ming, "Excuse me, how did you find my flaw?"

Lu Ming didn't say anything and gathered with everyone else.

Yaxiu turned to look at Gu Qingyuan: "Is it because of your host?"

Gu Qingyuan nodded: "Yes, I feel that your disguise is too poor, which is why my heroic spirit took action."

"Huh, it seems that I underestimated you," Yaxiu looked at Gu Qingyuan, "However, your heroic spirit seems a little weak. I wonder if it can protect you in the next battle?" As he said this, he rushed towards Gu Qingyuan.

whoosh-

There was a sound of breaking wind, and a stream of green light flew by, isolating Ash outside.

"Sorry, your opponent is me." Yan Qing stepped forward and said, then eight flying knives flew out from his side.

He glanced at Gu Qingyuan and said calmly, "I will use all nine flying knives to defeat you. I won't let you have your way."

Ash looked at the flying floating water knives, looked at the blood on his hand, and licked it with his slender tongue: "Then let me see what means you have to give you the courage to stop my Lord's coming!"

As he spoke, his body swelled up, a pair of bat wings appeared, canine teeth appeared in his mouth, his handsome face became even more feminine, and his hands turned into sharp claws.

With his wings spread, Ash flew towards Yan Qing at high speed.

"Quick battle, quick decision!" Gu Qingyuan reminded him. Seeing Yan Qing nodded, he pretended to be the leader, but in fact he was just slacking off. "This, should be a vampire, right? Why is it so ugly, without the elegance of the nobility of the night, and all of them are Western fantasy species, where are our Eastern flying night demons?" Lu Ming stared at Yaxiu and slowly moved his body towards Gu Qingyuan.

"That's probably what the Response Bureau did! Watch carefully, the battles between B-levels are enough for you to absorb nutrition. When it comes to A-levels, you probably won't be able to understand it." Gu Qingyuan was devoted to cultivating his own lazy host.

In the field, Ash had already started fighting with Yan Qing. To be honest, it was not very elegant. Ash kept rushing forward, while Yan Qing dodged left and right, trying to keep the distance and bring out the strength of the mechanical creation.

After fighting for more than a dozen rounds, the two were still like a dog chasing a rabbit, one chasing and the other escaping.

Yan Qinglanlu turned over and dodged the blood blade flying from Ash's hand again. He glanced at the people watching the fight, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Come!"

He waved his hand, and nine floating green swords returned to his side: "It's time for you to see the power of technology!"

Eight green swords flew behind Yan Qing and were arranged in two rows. He grasped the last green sword. A buzzing sound was heard, and steel climbed onto his arms and then spread throughout his body, turning into an iron battle suit. The eight green swords turned into green wings.

He waved his hand again, and two special-shaped short knives flew out from his waist. The blades were slightly curved and were red in color.

"Feijian, kill her!"

Yan Qing said, and then the two sickles flew out at a speed several times faster than the green sword, and their flight trajectories were more varied and the turns were smoother.

He flew high up in the air with the help of his iron armor, and watched Ash dodging the blade in a somewhat awkward manner.

"It's almost time!"

Gu Qingyuan said in a low voice.

Lu Ming didn't hear clearly, and turned around and asked, "What?"

Before Gu Qingyuan could answer, the situation on the battle changed again. Yaxiu suddenly exhaled black air and allowed the flying sickle to enter his body. His muscles contracted, trapping the flying sickle. Most of his body turned into a sky full of blood bats that wrapped around Yan Qing. Then there was a loud bang, and the blood bats exploded.

The smoke and dust cleared, revealing the scarred iron armor. Yan Qing stepped on Ash's chest, using the iron armor as bait and quickly detaching himself from the armor to launch a sneak attack.

"How stupid do you have to be to think that I'm in a battle suit. That thing only serves a purpose of protection. If you want to achieve lethality, it would be better to make a solid robot. Why take the risk of wrapping yourself in iron?" The blade of the green knife in Yan Qing's hand grew and turned into a strange rapier.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, I'm not just a participant who hits technology with a hammer," Yan Qing pressed against Yaxiu's throat, "I'm also a swordsman. I was just pretending before. I'm sorry!"

The rapier swung down and a head flew up.

"What a pity. This trick can only kill at the first sight. It will be useless in the future." Yan Qing took out a pistol, spewed out flames, and destroyed Yaxiu's headless body.

We are all modern people, how can we not know how to root out the trouble?

"How sinister!" Lu Ming couldn't help but sigh as he watched Yan Qing's actions.

"This is called tactics! You will know when you take the tactics class. Face is not important, what is important is to stay alive." Yan Qing moved his ears, and turned to Lu Ming while dispersing the dust that had just rolled over him.

At this moment, the flying head fell down, but Ash was still alive. He grinned and said, "Not bad!"

Then he laughed loudly and said as he turned into ashes: "Then guess if I have any companions? After my Lord comes, I wonder if your tactics tell you what to do."

As the black ash dissipated, Yan Qing's face changed drastically. At the same time, a few kilometers away, a solitary light shot up into the sky.

(End of this chapter)