My Players Are So Fierce

1278: 432.

While others are playing games, are you guys acting the part of chivalrous heroes?

1278: 432.

While others are playing games, are you guys acting the part of chivalrous heroes?

It was not uncommon for gamers to encounter an elite monster suddenly appearing in the final stages of a seemingly ordinary tracking mission.

So when the Family Don of the Snegov clan fortress made his entrance in the bizarre form of a “Second Stage Transformation,” the Martial Monks present on the scene were not frightened; instead, they felt a surge of bravery.

You see, if an elite monster appears, it just proves that the mission is challenging!

And if it’s challenging, the final reward for the quest chain must be substantial, right?

Under the guidance of such a straightforward value system, when Turner said, “Back off,” the few Martial Monks by his side couldn’t control their enthusiasm for “soloing the BOSS for loot” and charged forward.

Of course, it was only the younger ones who acted this way.

The more seasoned Teacher Li and Master Yang decisively stepped back when faced with danger, knowing that the twisted form of the creature before them was definitely not easy to deal with.

Not to mention, the foul aura emanating from the beast had formed a substantial “fear aura,” eliciting a sense of revulsion.

Brother Cat and Fun Ah Rin, one on the left and one on the right, charged forward— one wielding a sword to deliver angry slashes, the other clenching a fist for powerful strikes.

However, from the outset, their attacks were doomed to fail because as they lunged forward, the dozens of eyes on the chest of the “Spider Demon” before them fixed on the two—one on either side.

In a flash, each was subjected to at least three befuddling spells.

Brother Cat fared slightly better, shaking off two but failing the last one, which made his head spin and limbs weaken.

As for the less powerful Arin, two of the three enchantments caught him and he fell flat on the ground.

In the script, the Spider Demon only needed to swing its blood-dripping, bone sword to reap two living souls.

But with Master Turner around, how could he allow this monster to act wildly?

The Winter Wolf Monk roared like a starving wolf on the hunt and dashed forward with the speed of the wind, fists furiously swinging.

With three furious punches followed by a daunting blow, he sent the creature’s vile sword flying.

But the giant beast was not so easily repelled, and even without its weapon, the malicious Spider Demon’s destructive power didn’t decrease.

As the twisted creature howled incoherently and its malformed limbs morphed into a biting maw, it tore fiercely at Turner.

Along with it came a soul-piercing psychic shriek, causing the still-confused Arin to clutch his head and scream in agony on the ground, only to be swiftly dragged off the battlefield by the burly Old Lee.

“This BOSS is really strong and powerful; I, the Vampire Monk Megalodon, am impressed.”

Lying in the back, spitting blood, Megalodon rubbed his eyes while watching Turner fight the Spider Demon.

He couldn’t help but grumble:

“No wonder the dev team insisted on having a silver-ranked Martial Monk accompany us; turns out this is just a scripted mission, eh?

We’re still too weak.

That’s it!

Starting today, I’ll add 100 push-ups to my daily routine!

A genius like me, Megalodon, must not fall behind these powerful NPCs, quack.”

“Uh, Megalodon bro, doing push-ups in the game is bloody useless.”

Rubbing his head and sitting up to wipe the blood from his nose, Fun Ah Rin also looked annoyed, but he still found the mood to tease Megalodon next to him:

“Shouldn’t you be lifting weights and practicing martial arts in the real world if you want to quickly get stronger?”

“Hmm, you’re right, in-game strength, no matter how great, is false.

I need to become strong and powerful in the real world too, but I have no idea where to find a reliable martial arts school…

Nowadays, the streets are full of deceptive operations like the ‘Five Continuous Whips,’ all fame-seekers and imposters.”

Megalodon shook his head, looking at Teacher Li and Master Yang, who had now joined the fight, assisting Turner.

A flicker of envy shone in his blood-red eyes as he slapped his knee and sighed:

“Ahh, not going to lie, I’ve dreamt of being a hero since I was little, but I’ve never had a beggar mysteriously bestow ‘The Palm of Buddha’ upon me.

It’s probably too late to start now, I just don’t know if Teacher Li takes disciples…

I’m from his hometown; my family is from Foshan too.”

“You can come to me; my family runs a martial arts school.”

Ah Rin joked:

“Come over, and I’ll train you for free.

We’re all good buddies; no charge.”

“You?”

Megalodon sized up Arin with a doubtful look.

The implication was clear; Megalodon got one-shot by the BOSS, Arin also got one-shot by the BOSS, and despite claims of being from a martial arts family, you don’t seem much better than me, do you?

His challenge left Arin red-faced with anger, but considering his lackluster combat record, he really didn’t have the grounds to argue.

He muttered:

“It’s just that I’m not familiar with this mode of combat yet, damn it!

I’ll go offline and seek some pointers from my dad later.

It’s now not just about my dignity; the family’s honor is on my shoulders too.

I knew it, Little River must have had bad intentions inviting me to the game.”

“Oh, I know, Niu Niu said your martial arts school is run by your dad.”

Megalodon blinked, pointing to the battlefield and asked:

“Not saying your dad is as good as Turner, but how does he compare to Teacher Li?”

“How would I know?

They’ve never fought.”

Arin replied, turning up his nose:

“But my dad is the only one from my generation in the Niu Family to receive grandfather’s true teachings.

I heard that Teacher Li was defeated by grandfather three times when he was young, so even if my dad isn’t at his best, he could at least go fifty-fifty with Teacher Li, right?”