Chapter 738: Chapter 699: “The Promised Land”
After the “Complete Evasion” brother, fake, amateur, and crazy [Field Reporter], Yng met another person named [Hey! Drink your milk], a real field doctor.
Before, the “immortals” Yng saw were mostly medics, aiming to heal themselves at any time to improve their fault tolerance rate.
However, this True Field Doctor fully yed the original role of a medic, crazily healing his teammates.
He used all his skills for “urate blood recovery” for his teammates.
Shuttling through the front line of the battlefield, under the gunfire rain, urately pping a medical bag onto the teammates who would die the next moment.
—— It must be those who were about to die the next moment, but those who didn’t have a direct crisis and could recover their health on their own didn’t even get a nce.
In critical moments, he wouldn’t hesitate to use his body to block bullets for his teammates.
Such a yer is simply a saint to teammates – even though he is a man.
However, it’s disgustingly annoying for Yng on the opposite side!
KD statistics fell to the bottom.<div>
Several times he felt that he had won the gunfight, but when it came to the critical moment, the enemy’s health bar suddenly went up, and escaped by a hair’s breadth.
Not only did the cooked ducks fly away, but he was also counter-killed and died on the spot several times.
One or two times were manageable, but after three or four times, his mentality exploded!
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Fortunately, not all immortals made Yng’s mentality explode.
An immortal with an ID named [Dust of the World] caused the entire live broadcast room audience to boil, urging Yng to chase after him throughout the battlefield.
That was his most worry-free game.
As for why, the reason is simple: This brother’s ystyle is just too entertaining!
In the original Battlefield, there was no room for survival in closebat.
But Extraordinary Battlefield is different, with physical fitness several times that of ordinary people, the ability to slow down time with strong sensory abilities, and a sixth sense to predict bullet threats, all thesebined, can truly achieve “Speed within seven steps!”
It’s not even just limited to seven steps, as long as you’re strong enough, this distance is very flexible.
Red Dust is such a fierce yer.
Fighting bare-handed on the Extraordinary Battlefield!
During their first encounter, when Yng saw that the opponent didn’t have a weapon, he thought it was another show-off trying to y “Complete Evasion.”
But the next moment, this person activated all his skills, and rushed towards him with afterimages!
The sound of “stomping” on the floor intertwined with the dense gunfire, and the opponent’s approaching speed was astonishing even under the super senses.
Immediately, a sandbag-sized fist appeared in front of him –
“Bang!”
A heavy punch hit him right on the face!<div>
Yng was immediately sent flying.
But this was just the beginning.
That brother scored a hit and gave no pause, closely pursuing Yng, shouting at the same time:
“Chop!”<div>
From top to bottom, his palm struck Yng’s shoulder and neck position, turning the parabolic trajectory into a straight vertical line.
“Smash!”
Another punchnded on Yng’s chest.
Due to this heavy hit, Yng’s entire body smashed heavily onto the floor, losing grip of his submachine gun.
“Drill!”
Another punch hit him in the abdomen.
Yng didn’t understand much, but he could feel that this punch waspletely different from the previous one, his upper and lower body both lifted at the same time, bending in the air almost simultaneously.
Beforeunching the next attack, the brother sneakily added a knee strike, hitting Yng’s chin and sending him into the air to create a handy “target.”
After umting energy for a moment, he finally shouted satisfactorily:
“Cannon!”
Another punch that seemed different from the previous one.
As evidence, this time Yng didn’t fly in a parabolic trajectory, his body didn’t fold, but was smashed almost in a straight line backward!
Last but not least…<div>
“Squeak!”
There was an unexpectedly grating noise, followed by a roar: “Elbow!”
“?” Even the confused Yng paused for a moment; shouldn’t it be “horizontal”?
“Chop, smash, drill, cannon, and horizontal” is familiar even toymen!
This confusion onlysted for a moment, as in the next moment, an elbow rushed into his view, his chest took a heavy hit, and he was once again sent flying by an elbow strike before his feet touched the ground.
Finally, with a “bang,” he hit the wall and slid down onto the floor along the wall surface.
Only then did he get a moment of respite.
However, Yng didn’t get up right away – he was a bit dazed.@@novelbin@@
During that wholebo attack just now, he had beenpletely immobilized and unable to fight back. Even after his opponent’s attack was over, he was still a bit dumbfounded.
— If he were to take such abo in reality, it might not have been as showy, but he would probably have been long dead.
But in the game “Battlefield”, the damage from punches and kicks was minimal.
It was only because there were two fierce ground and wall smashing moves in his opponent’sbo, which triggered the “collision damage” that would usually only be triggered when “falling” under normal circumstances.
Seeing Yng being grabbed, shouted with move names and thrown around, the audience quickly transitioned from “shock” to “adoration”.<div>
Awesome!
Not only the audience in the live broadcast room, but even the battlefield with flying bullets fell silent for a moment.
Then heated jeering ensued.
If the bonds in “Battlefield” could be traded, people would’ve thrown money as a reward long ago!
However, as the person involved, Yng felt frustrated.
Seeing the lunatic with the ID “Red Dust” rushing over again, Yng quickly rolled over, got up and ran.
“Who wants to shoot martial arts movies with you on the battlefield?!”
The guy wasn’t picky and when he saw he couldn’t catch up to Yng, he simply switched to a different target.
— Since everyone had the same skills and physical attributes, Yng was less proficient in skills than his opponent, but he had no problem when it came to running.
Moreover, the moment Yng’s opponent changed targets, Yng stopped, turned around and started watching the martial arts movie.
Once he switched from the “victim” to the “audience” perspective, the feeling waspletely different.
Watching the guy smoothly beating up his opponent while shouting “Crush! Shock! Push! Shoulder! Elbow!” was indeed unrivaled in entertainment value.
Yng also noticed that the guy didn’t always use the same set of punches on everyone. Every time he changed opponents, it seemed like he would switch his fighting style.<div>
— You could tell by the reaction of the people getting beaten up.
For the rest of the match, Yng became a dedicated photographer who followed Red Dust around, live streaming martial arts movies to his fans.
Except for the initial part where he got beaten up, this was definitely the most rxed match he had ever yed.
He even won in the end.
No matter how powerful “punching” is, it’s ultimately not as fast as a bullet to kill someone.
Of course, after the match, he didn’t forget to shamelessly ask for a friend slot…
He did this not only because he was curious about the martial arts master, but also because he had an additional small n in mind:
The Cloud Dream Chang’an themed game had already started development, and thebat system for such a game would surely involve the [Martial Arts] element.
So it was clearly essential to get to know a master in advance.
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Later on, he saw people who could intercept all kinds of attacks with bullets.
That person could use firearms to shoot and explode hand grenades thrown by enemies, mortar shells falling from the sky, and even asionally intercept bullets.
He also saw a new profession in “Battlefield” – the [Flying Doctor].
A medic who used a syringe as a flying dagger. With the explosive power of [Assassin Bloodline], within 15 meters, the thrown syringe had a speed not much weaker than bullets!
And there’s no need to mention its power – a syringe is deadly, and it’s always a one-hit kill!
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After ying Extraordinary Battlefield for a few hours and encountering all sorts of immortals, Yng was truly overwhelmed.
Fortunately, although many people he met did incredible things, not all of them were as practical and team-oriented as those he faced when he first yed Arc Shooting.
Some people performed ridiculously exaggerated techniques, not aiming for victory, but purely for fun.
Yng remained firm in his “Taoist heart” and was not influenced by them, focusing only on self-protection and relying solely on firearms for attack.
And so, he became more and more proficient in these tactics.
By 3 PM in the afternoon, he was already feeling quite adept and smooth with them.
However, just as he was about to make a determined effort to win a few more rounds, he suddenly learned:
The number of registrants for [Costume Ball] – had reached the quota!
That meant he couldn’t escape it.
This caused his morale to plummet.
After that defeat, he thought about it for a while and sent a message to Yi:
“Yi, don’t say your brother didn’t think of you when something good happens! The day after tomorrow, there’s an amazing ball, and all those who sign up have to go through strict photo verification. Those who don’t meet the appearance standard won’t even be allowed in!”
“I have an invitation slot here that can bring one person in, want to join me?”
Yi: “Let’s talk about thatter. I have an even more amazing ce I’m about to enter right now, want toe?”
“What ce?” Yng asked curiously.
“The Promised Land of the Pants-Off Party!”