My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2845 -949: Stop Fighting, It’s All Sir Murphy’s Conspiracy!

No one knows when the mixed battle proposed by Murphy actually started.

Anyway, the moment the first flying axe, laden with explosive fury, smashed into Murphy’s gleaming forehead, the “Victory Arena”, conducted in the name of Triumph and fueled by Power Armor, kicked off amidst serene chaos.

Lady Triss, who had prepared in advance, soared into the sky and plunged a ritual of Spiritual Energy used for the “Boxing Tournament” into the ground. Any player whose health bar hits zero would be sent out of the battleground—a trick well-practiced in the underground boxing matches run by the Blood Rat Gang. Now, it’s unleashed here with utmost ease.

With this enhancement, players no longer needed to consider holding back.

The soldiers from other regions were still bewildered, while the soldiers native to Transylvania were already cheering.

This is what they love to watch!

Tonight’s barbecue is fantastic, the soda passable, and the atmosphere of victory intoxicating, but none of this compares to the thrill of a heated and stimulating boxing tournament! These barbaric folks quickly gathered around Lady Triss’s arena ritual, raising their food and drinks as they chaotically shouted to cheer on the 200 combatants called the God Slayers.

The members of the Blood Rat Gang adeptly set up a temporary betting station nearby, opening bets in merely minutes, fully demonstrating their prowess in this domain.

The information of several crown favorites was already posted.

Leading the pack is Brother Cat, boasting three titles from the Crimson Castle boxing matches. Following closely behind is Sister Pomegranate, who has won the monthly trophy twice. The giant shark, known among the public as “Flat-head Bro”, is also among them, as well as players who have made a name for themselves in the sewer arena and have their own introductions.

Of course, in such a massive mixed chaos, individual power is not the decisive factor ensuring survival to the end.

The players worthy of being God Slayers are generally not merely skilled with one or two tricks. They also recognize the threat from those top experts, and thus as soon as the battle commenced, experts including Brother Cat and Sister Pomegranate were immediately besieged.

“Boom!”

Sparks flew as the war halberd collided with the Sun Sword amidst a chaotic backdrop. Brother Cat looked at the grinning face of the Roar of the Lion in Hedong before him and exclaimed:

“No way, aren’t you supposed to be fighting side by side with me now?”

“But I also want to try the Power Armor, Brother Cat. So, let’s just take this as a little test of your recent skill improvement from the brothers! Come, take this strike of mine!”

“Clang!”

The burst of combat skills made the war halberd swung by the Roar of the Lion in Hedong trail a bloody afterimage.

This was evidently the Berserker’s style of fighting, its brutal strength forced Brother Cat to continuously retreat, only to have a crafty Macha Worm wielding a heavy shield come charging from behind, clearly intending to eliminate the seed players first.

Facing attacks from all directions, Brother Cat decisively opted for guerrilla tactics, using his favorite step-wind slash to dodge out of the battle circle by stepping on Macha Worm’s shield and swiftly maneuvering to first repel the two brothers who were closing in on him with a sword strike each, but amidst continuous combat shifting, a fellow clutching a bomb suddenly dashed in from an angle, screaming:

“Sorry, Brother Cat, Sister Pomegranate said that if I can knock you out she’ll give me a private photo of Lady Shani!”

“Damn! You horny bastard… stay away from me!”

“Boom!”

After a loud blast, Brother Cat used the teleportation accessory belonging to the King of Bone Biting to dodge this self-destructive attack, but his teammates charging from behind weren’t so lucky.

One bomb wiped out three.

With Brother Cat being targeted like this, it’s evident how precarious the situation is for other experts.

Teacher Li and Master Yang stood back to back, fending off the relentless players attacking them. These two middle-aged men were absolutely the perfect partners like best buddies, their alliance of Martial Monk and Sword Saint swiftly cleared out the challengers.

After defeating over a dozen, the surrounding players realized these two men were formidable, deciding it’s better to bully someone weaker, such as the giant shark…

“Things are getting dicey, scram!”

Fire Demon Sanctus shouted, and the Demon Eight Elites immediately turned and ran, not lingering in battle. The slower ones were chased down by Teacher Li using the Martial Monk’s Mysterious Steps, punching away one after another with the Gale Combo.

“I say, Old Yang, teaming up, we might just make it to the end. I think we need some strategy, how about we go pick off your nephew… crap! What are you doing!”

Although Teacher Li was roused to fight tonight and wanted to discuss tactics with his buddy, he turned back only to see the gleaming sword light coming straight at him, evidently aiming for a one-shot defeat. However, as a Great Grandmaster of the Shadow Trace Sect, he wasn’t that easy to deal with, summoning the Warrior Monk’s Qi to snatch a flying axe hurdling towards him with Pluck the Stars Hand and parry it.

With a swishing sound, one-third of his health bar vanished, but he managed to fend off Old Yang’s sneak attack from behind.

“You’re not honorable!”

Teacher Li cursed.

Old Yang shrugged, once again posing the Sword Saint Sect’s deadly swordsmanship stance, saying:

“Sorry, Old Lee, but I also want the Power Armor to gift to my son for his birthday. Precisely because I know how troublesome you are, I need to kick you out at this stage.”

“Well said! But can you actually do it?”

Teacher Li snorted, clenching his fists as he prepared for a strong offensive.