Online Game: Crazy Skeleton-Chapter 1279 - 1189: A Carefree Letter

According to Su Ran’s analysis, the column of Purple Fire was as if a skyscraper had risen from the ground, and Stone Bear was currently at the third-floor level, which was why the Air-restriction Stone was ineffective.

Seeing the gathering of Undead pets below, Stone Bear already knew the situation was beyond hope. Despair and unwillingness surged in his eyes. After a self-mocking laugh, he gave up struggling, threw his Mountain Splitting Axe back into his bag, and allowed the Purple Fire to roast him. Unexpectedly, he smelled a hint of roasted meat. "If only I had some cumin now," he thought, "it would smell even better."

The outcome was foreseeable—after Stone Bear fell from the sky, he surrendered without a fight, allowing the bone blade to deplete his health and died honorably.

"This guy really has guts, enduring so many strikes without a peep, real manly! But then again, what the heck is that protective bubble? It’s so defensively powerful. From the way they talk, the chances of breaking this bubble aren’t high, and it just happened to be my lucky encounter."

Su Ran was very clear in his mind that he had benefitted from great luck, but luck was also a part of strength. Winning was all that mattered. The bodies on the ground gradually vanished without yielding anything, which made him a bit disappointed. It would have been great if that guy’s Mountain Splitting Axe had dropped.

"Whoosh."

Once the duel ended, all pets, traces of the fight on the platform disappeared, and even the cooldowns for all skills instantly reset. Su Ran was back in prime condition, waiting for the next round of the duel.

Demon God Forum.

"Darn, just missed killing ’Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained.’ Such a pity!"

"Who would have thought he’d be so cautious? As soon as things looked bad, he summoned a zombie pet first. Otherwise, if Stone Bear had gotten close, Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained would have been in big trouble!"

"Does anyone know what that stone in Stone Bear’s hand was? It made his flying skills fail, quite handy!"

"Bro upstairs, are you from the countryside? You don’t even know what Air-restriction Stone is? Due to ’Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained,’ the value of Air-restriction Stone has skyrocketed, and it’s hardly available in the auction house!"

"My Lord, that’s harsh. I was thinking of getting one, but better not—my funds don’t allow it."

"That Purple Fire skill is awesome; even Stone Bear couldn’t escape it. Spilt Water sure has an endless array of tricks!"

"What makes ’Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained’ impressive isn’t the moves, but his pets. Man, with so many pets appearing, anyone would despair!"

Players were joyously analyzing Su Ran’s extraordinary performance, and indeed, this round of duels did not disappoint them. It would have been even more thrilling if they had managed to defeat ’Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained.’

...

"The next round of the duel must not be taken lightly. If I fail at the Earthly Fiend Group stage, what are the chances of claiming the championship in the Heavenly Gang Group?"

While waiting for the next duel to start, Su Ran seriously analyzed the past two fights. He discovered that every person had certain fortuitous encounters; their strengths were absolutely not as simple as he imagined. However, this was also good—enjoying the passion of the competition and honing his real combat skills. He had discovered his own shortcomings: too dependent on his pets and props, which resulted in a lack of adaptability.

No matter what, he couldn’t afford a single defeat in the competition. If he died once, the scene would be uproarious—equipments and props scattered all over the platform. If that was broadcasted live, it would definitely make the audience’s eyes pop!

That was also the unreliability of the bladder, which Su Ran had both love and hate for. After playing the game for so long and amassed so many spoils of war, it made him nearly afraid to die.

Even if he was left with a single breath, he must go on!

Of course, a skeleton doesn’t breathe.

The competition continued, and almost all eyes of the spectators were focused on Su Ran’s platform. They hoped for a splendid performance from Su Ran and also wished that someone could end his winning streak. This conflicting psychology was quite subtle, maintaining their high enthusiasm and anticipation for the start of the duel.

This time, the system assigned a middle-aged player; the man was clad in black armor, wearing a fine iron helmet, with piercing eyes, looking quite extraordinary. To Su Ran’s surprise, the guy was empty-handed, not even holding a dagger, hardly looking like a duelist. The situation seemed a bit strange.

Could it be that this guy had foreseen who his next opponent would be and chose to give up resisting?

Not only Su Ran was puzzled, but the viewers watching the livestream were also stunned. They filled the live forum with hissing noises. It was unclear how this middle-aged man had managed to hold out for so long—either he had absolute strength or a serious illness!

"I know who he is! This man has quite the background, a director of Wei’s Group—one of the top 100 companies in the country—Wei Chen!"

"Wei Chen? So it’s him, no wonder he looked so familiar. It’s strange, why is he playing games instead of managing such a huge company?"

"Why do you even need to ask? The final reward of the martial arts competition is too tempting. Even the wealthiest can’t buy the ’Dream-seeking Mirror’!"

"Tsk tsk, a wealthy and successful individual facing the powerful Overturning Water. What kind of spark will this confrontation ignite? I heard Wei Chen really cares about his reputation, it will be interesting to see how Overturning Water chooses."

"Do we even need to say it? This is a game, no matter how powerful Wei Chen is, he can’t do whatever he wants! If I were ’Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained’, I’d instantly kill him, no blabbering!"

"Brother, what determination! May I ask what level you are?"

"Level 13, why?"

"Uh, nothing, I thought I had met a hero, but turns out you’re just a calf. Nevermind, just forget I asked."

...

On the stage, Su Ran faced the middle-aged player, and after a brief observation, he increasingly felt that this person possessed an extraordinary demeanor, one that inadvertently made him slightly uneasy—as if a student facing a teacher, making it hard to harbor thoughts of enmity.

Could it be that this guy had already started working his personal domain, even before the fight had begun?

Nonsense!

"Let’s get acquainted. A Free and Easy, level 42 warrior."

At this moment, the middle-aged player seemed like a kind and benevolent elder, his voice deep and gentle, "Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained, I’ve long admired your reputation. It’s a pleasure to meet you."

This performance made Su Ran even more wary.

Unwarranted kindness suggests ulterior motives!

Su Ran was just a high school senior, completely out of touch with the corporate heights, let alone Wei’s Group. He didn’t care about this guy’s identity; once the fight started, he planned to strike first to prevent any underhanded tricks!

"You might not know me, but it doesn’t matter. In the game, strength is everything, and he who is powerful is boss—everyone understands this."

Seeing that Su Ran had no interest in engaging, A Free and Easy didn’t take it personally and continued smiling, "However, everything has two sides. Rules are dead, but people are alive. If both parties are willing, the outcome could be flexible."

"Both parties are willing?"

Su Ran laughed immediately, grinning, "Fine, why don’t you just forfeit then? That would save us both the trouble."

"That would be improper,"

A Free and Easy didn’t get upset by Su Ran’s words. "I was thinking of you forfeiting. We could negotiate a price."

What?

He had the nerve to say that out loud!

Using money reeking of profit to try to deter his determination to win, how was that different from insulting him?

"How much are you offering?"