After Wu Shaochen left the private room, he took a deep breath and slowly walked towards the instance. It was almost midnight, and it would be just about right to go there now. By running the instance once, he could at least obtain one piece of golden equipment and three or more pieces of silver equipment, which was definitely something Wu Shaochen couldn't let go of.
Arriving at the Linlang instance again, it was already overcrowded. Most players had already reached level 20, and there were many waiting for the instance to reset at midnight. It took Wu Shaochen quite a while to squeeze in.
Familiar with the process, he finished the instance in about ten minutes, obtaining one piece of golden equipment, five pieces of silver, seven pieces of bronze, and thirteen pieces of iron. The golden equipment happened to be a helmet that Wu Shaochen could use.
[Linlang Helmet]Golden-level: +800 HP, +60 physical defense, +60 magic defense, +10% critical resistance. Additional attributes: +25 Constitution, +25 Root Bone, +25 Agility. Additional skill: Anti-critical: Cannot be critically hit for 1 minute after use, with a cooldown of 5 minutes. Equip requirement: All professions.
Wu Shaochen replaced his old helmet with the new one. Among the five silver pieces, two were suitable for his younger sister, so he kept them for her. He put the remaining pieces and the old Black Wind Helmet up for auction. In the bidding mode, except for one piece of clothing that sold for 250,000, the other three pieces only sold for 220,000 each. With the appearance of the Tiger Head Greatsword, the price of silver equipment began to depreciate. It seemed that even the top players were now pursuing golden equipment.
The seven bronze pieces took a long time to sell at 50,000 each, and the thirteen iron pieces sold for 2,000 each after Wu Shaochen reduced the price from 3,000.
"Ah, level twenty equipment is becoming less valuable." Wu Shaochen sighed. This run through the instance only earned him a little over one million, almost half of what he earned the first time. But there was no other way, as players' strength gradually increased, low-quality equipment would certainly depreciate quickly.
After finishing the instance, Wu Shaochen was about to return home to Jinling City and log off to sleep when three young men walked straight towards him. The person in front was holding the Tiger Head Greatsword that Wu Shaochen had sold.
One of the young men approached Wu Shaochen directly and said, "Chenfeng, are you interested in a PK?"
"Not interested," Wu Shaochen replied directly. Who was this person? They bought a golden weapon and started showing off? Honestly, although he hadn't actually engaged in PvP yet, Wu Shaochen couldn't think of anyone at this stage who could withstand his poison.
"Heh, I never expected the renowned number one player Chenfeng to be a coward," one of the young men behind him said.
Wu Shaochen glanced at him and said calmly, "You haven't earned the right to challenge me yet."
"What did you say? Don't think you're all that just because you're slightly ahead in the early stages. It's only when Ling Shao acknowledges you that we'll PvP with you. Don't be arrogant." Another young man spoke arrogantly.
Wu Shaochen's face immediately turned cold and he said, "So you want a PK? Fine, let's make a wager."
"What kind of wager? Tell me," Ling Shao confidently replied.
"If you lose, you give me that Tiger Head Greatsword of yours and give him three slaps in the face," Wu Shaochen pointed at the person who had been extremely arrogant.
"You!" The young man who was pointed at was about to explode, but Ling Shao held him back and looked at Wu Shaochen, asking, "And what if you lose?"
Wu Shaochen took off his Blood Bull Belt and said, "If I lose, this will be yours."
"An epic-quality equipment!" The three of them felt their breath quicken.
"Deal!" Ling Shao agreed directly.
The group walked together towards the arena in Jinling City. The arena was specifically designed for player versus player combat. Death in the arena didn't result in any losses, and if there were wagers involved, they could be placed in advance without affecting the use of skills during the fight. After the PK ended, the system would automatically collect the wager and give it to the winner.
Originally, Wu Shaochen didn't want to go through so much trouble for a PK. A few strikes would settle it. But he was afraid the other party would back out. Even if he killed him, there was no guarantee the weapon would drop. So the arena was a more reliable option.
Somehow, the news of Chenfeng's upcoming PK in the arena had leaked out, and countless people flocked to the arena, wanting to witness Chenfeng's prowess and also to see which impressive individual dared to challenge the great Chenfeng.
The group quickly arrived at the arena. Wu Shaochen walked up straight and, following the system prompt, placed the Blood Bull Belt as his wager. He then stood in the arena, facing Ling Shao who was still dawdling below. "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry," he said. He didn't like being treated like a monkey by so many people.
Ling Shao's face revealed a fierce expression. He also walked up, using the Tiger Head Greatsword as his wager. The two stood on opposite sides of the arena, waiting for the countdown from the system.
"3" "2" "1"..
As the countdown ended, Ling Shao immediately activated a damage amplification skill on his weapon and a speed-boosting skill on himself, charging towards Wu Shaochen. Seeing Wu Shaochen standing there unfazed, Ling Shao directly used a Heaven-Cleaving Slash to attack him, a victorious smile appearing on his face. "So overconfident, it seems you know nothing about my damage."
Watching the incoming sword strike, Wu Shaochen used a Blink to evade the damage and appeared next to Ling Shao. With a Strike, he struck down, but Ling Shao reacted quickly, directly turning around to block Wu Shaochen's strike. Then, immediately, he used an Earth-Shattering Slash, slashing the ground and causing damage to targets within a 3-meter range while stunning them for a second.
"Nice reflexes," Wu Shaochen thought to himself. He activated his shoes' evasive ability to dodge this attack. Originally, killing him would have been a simple Shadow Seven Killings, but with so many eyes on them, he didn't want to reveal too much. Shadow Seven Killings was his strongest trump card at the moment, and it was rare to encounter a player with decent strength, so it was a good opportunity to practice.
Looking at Wu Shaochen's head, a big "miss" popped up, and Ling Shao's eyebrows furrowed. He directly rushed towards Wu Shaochen with a brutal collision.
Wu Shaochen, who already had a movement speed of over 1,000, was not threatened by this skill at all. He dodged it directly with a side step, and was about to catch up and take him down with a combo when he unexpectedly turned around and swung a heavy slash just a few seconds after the brutal collision ended.
Wu Shaochen narrowly avoided it with a dangerous dodge. In the past, he wouldn't have been able to dodge that attack if his speed hadn't exceeded 1,000. Although being slashed wouldn't kill him, it was embarrassing.
"This person is a master." Wu Shaochen secretly thought, then without hesitation, he activated extreme speed and the attack speed boost from his bracelet, and charged towards Ling Shao. Ling Shao's skills should be almost used up, so when he saw Wu Shaochen charging over, he directly launched a basic attack. However, with extreme speed activated, Wu Shaochen's speed was at its peak, easily dodging the attack. He circled around Ling Shao and silenced him with a heavy blow before following up with a weak attack, taking him down. With extreme speed and the attack speed boost activated, Wu Shaochen had a speed of four attacks per second. Ling Shao didn't even have time to counterattack before falling to the ground.
However, what surprised Wu Shaochen was that Ling Shao actually had over seven points of health. Wu Shaochen originally thought that a heavy blow followed by a weak attack would take him down, but he saw that the opponent still had a sliver of health, so he followed up with a basic attack. It's important to note that with his current attack power of 2235, a weak attack could directly take away over four thousand health. With the heavy blow and weak attack, he had already taken away around seven thousand health from Ling Shao, but he still didn't die. It was the follow-up basic attack that finished him off. This made Wu Shaochen feel a sense of crisis. It seemed that everyone in the game had their own opportunities.
The PK ended, and the scene was filled with astonishment.
"As expected, Dusty is awesome."
"What do you mean? There are many awesome people out there. This Ling Shao couldn't even take a drop of blood from Dusty, the great god."
"Yeah, I don't know where he got the courage to challenge Dusty, the great god."
At this moment, Ling Shao, who was teleported away as the loser, had a terrifyingly gloomy face. He glared fiercely at Wu Shaochen and was about to leave.
"Don't you remember our bet?" Wu Shaochen's voice suddenly came, and he stood in front of Ling Shao and the others.
"Dusty, don't go too far. The Tiger Head Blade is already on you. What else do you want?" The young man behind Ling Shao said.
"I don't want anything, I just want to see someone get slapped." Wu Shaochen sneered. He wasn't a good person. If someone offended him, he didn't want them to just walk away.
"You! I advise you to leave room for yourself." The young man said fiercely.
But at this moment, Ling Shao suddenly said, "Slap!"
"Ling Shao...you?..." The young man looked at Ling Shao in disbelief.
"I told you to slap!" Ling Shao's tone was very gloomy.
The young man shrank his neck and reluctantly slapped himself on the face three times. His face turned red, and his eyes stared at Wu Shaochen with bloodshot eyes.
Ling Shao also looked at Wu Shaochen and said, "Dusty...very well! I will find you again." After speaking, he walked away with his people.
Wu Shaochen touched his nose, feeling a bit puzzled, and said, "If you can't handle losing, then don't play."
After saying that, he looked at the Tiger Head Blade in his backpack and a faint smile appeared on his lips. "Not bad, it can be resold again."
Then he continued to put the Tiger Head Blade on the auction house and went offline when he returned home.
Meanwhile, Ling Shao, who was walking on the road, saw the Tiger Head Blade being listed so quickly and his eyes were filled with anger. This was a blatant insult.