Online Game: Crazy Skeleton-Chapter 1285 - 1193 Nian Nu Jiao

The martial arts tournament had progressed to this point, where over half of the participating players had been eliminated. The Heavenly Gang Group was faring slightly better, each battle taking a significant amount of time, with plenty of matches still fiercely contested, unlike the Earthly Fiend Group. Due to Su Ran, the battles had been greatly shortened. Less than ten players remained—how tragic a plight it was.

At this moment, Su Ran was busy taking inventory of his recent gains. After offing North Mountain Evil Fire, he had encountered ten unfamiliar players. Although these ten had decent strength, none could do anything effective against him. In the end, they could only retreat in dismay, leaving behind several pieces of equipment as parting gifts.

"Haha, killing for equipment is still the quickest way, got seven golden equipment in no time, so satisfying!"

Su Ran chuckled as he sorted through the spoils of war, feeling very pleased with his achievements in this tournament. He found himself deeply in love with this martial arts competition; it was as if the system was working to bring him benefits. It was impossible not to make a fortune!

As for how the players were discussing him on the world channel and forums, that was their business—what did it have to do with him?

Anyhow, he didn’t pay attention to those things. Out of sight, out of mind. Just keep sending him equipment; he was fine with being painted as the villain to the bitter end!

The surviving players in the Earthly Fiend Group, however, didn’t share his thinking. They all hoped not to encounter Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained. Meeting this calamity meant losing a level’s worth of experience, and they might even blow up their beloved equipment. How could they endure this!

Besides, things had come to this point. Just making it into the top three would secure a chance to draw a lottery, but if they gave up on the tournament now, everything gained and all their glory would dissolve into nothing. It would be strange if their hearts weren’t torn!

"Whoosh."

The martial arts competition wouldn’t stop for the players’ resentment. A female warrior carrying a heavy sword appeared before Su Ran. Her features were rough, her hair unkempt, the sort who clearly didn’t care for appearances. Judging by her physique, she was incredibly robust, with muscles tight on her limbs and a chest that could make men envious. Ahem, the description may be a bit exaggerated, my lord, please forgive...

What a powerful and exceptional female warrior—she was virtually a female version of Stallone!

Imposing!

Seeing the fierce fighting spirit in the woman’s eyes, Su Ran admired her sincerely. Who says women are inferior to men? If anyone disagrees, step up and have a go!

Ahem, with his skeletal frame, he’d better not. There wasn’t a shred of comparability...

Su Ran was reminded of Nezha from one hundred thousand cold jokes; she could just be herself to play Nezha. It would absolutely pass muster!

And why didn’t Su Ran doubt the woman’s gender? Was that even a question? If male players could fit into female armor, now that would be weird!

"Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained, I’ve finally met you. With an opponent like you, this tournament becomes somewhat less boring."

The warrior woman’s fighting spirit didn’t wane even with Su Ran’s identity; it seemed to grow even more intense, "It’s a rare opportunity, and I won’t let you off easy. The opponents I’ve faced before have been too effeminate, not even daring to face me head-on—no fun at all."

Uh.

Too effeminate?

He’s a mage by profession, and she expects him to meet her in a head-on clash? Isn’t that crazy?

Su Ran pondered the warrior woman’s words. He found that this female player and North Mountain Evil Fire were quite alike—both too self-centered, thinking little of others just because they had some prowess. If these two got together, it would be quite a spectacle.

"Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained, let me introduce myself. I am Nian Nu Jiao, a level 42 berserker. Don’t you dare go easy on me in our upcoming fight. Let me see if you’re as mysterious as the rumors on the internet claim."

The female warrior planted her heavy sword into the ground, which emitted a dull sound. The sword’s heft was certainly no light matter; if it struck a body, it could kill or cripple.

"Nian Nu Jiao, what a good name. It really suits you."

Su Ran was quite impressed with this female player’s naming skills, and couldn’t help but chuckle, "Has your ’Reminiscing the Chibi Battle’ come online yet?"

"You’re giving me too much credit. Who would take a liking to someone like me?"

Nian Nu Jiao was quite aware of her own physical appeal and figured that someone interested in her would be scarce, even in the Three Kingdoms period. She wasn’t upset by Su Ran’s jest; her gaze intense as she looked at Su Ran, and spoke with an extremely serious tone, "Promise me, don’t hold back later. You can summon any pets you want, as long as I can get a kick out of it!"

"Uh, as you wish."

Su Ran really wanted to tell her if he got serious, even a Human Emperor’s avatar would fall to him, of course, that was something he could only think to himself; speaking it aloud would make him sound like a boaster.

Moreover, he was the least skilled in dealings with girls. Although the one before him might look manly on the outside, she had the heart of a young girl. Whenever he thought of the way Ghost King Drought Fiend looked at him, he would shudder all over, almost wishing the duel would start sooner so he could be done with it quickly.

"Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained, I hope you don’t disappoint me."

Nian Nu Jiao slowly raised her heavy sword, and the aura she emitted steadily intensified. It was obvious that she was taking Su Ran as a true opponent.

"Let’s hope not."

Su Ran wasn’t sure what this woman was counting on, but he was somewhat on guard. From her charging posture, she didn’t seem to be just for show. As for this battle, he hadn’t invested too much importance in it. After all, professional restraints were too severe; if the opponent was a berserker player, they would not be able to avoid the threat of a pet army, and he had seen enough of this type of battle.

"Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained, take this!"

As soon as the system’s prompt sounded, Nian Nu Jiao couldn’t wait to rush toward Su Ran. Subsequently, she swung her heavy sword through the air, sending a swath of earth-colored sword energy hurtling toward Su Ran at a speed far surpassing that of common magical skills!

"Damn, it’s actually sword energy. No wonder she’s so confident!"

Su Ran’s expression hardened, and without any hesitation, he quickly sidestepped. At the same time, he summoned the Dark Bone Eagle, planning a two-on-one to divert Nian Nu Jiao’s attention.

However.

Things weren’t as simple as Su Ran had imagined. The sword energy actually possessed tracking abilities, persistently changing its trajectory and rapidly advancing in his direction.

"Think you can get first blood on me with that move? It won’t be that easy!"

As Su Ran dodged and weaved, he summoned the Iron-blood Sand Puppet and commanded it to meet the sword energy head-on. But just as he was about to relax, he unexpectedly noticed a majestic figure in the sky. Beneath her cover, Su Ran could appreciate the comfort of standing in the shade of a great tree.

"Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained, is just so-so!"

Nian Nu Jiao roared, leveraging the momentum of her descent to slash downwards. The piercing howl alone was enough to highlight the Jump Cut’s immense power, demanding Su Ran to take it seriously.

"Don’t be in a rush to get cocky; it’s not too late to say those words after you’ve defeated me!"

Although Su Ran was surprised, he didn’t panic. While keeping an eye on the sword energy colliding with the Iron-blood Sand Puppet, he commanded the avatar Bone Eagle to take the brunt of this thunderous strike for him.