Chapter 168: Killing Doesn ‘t Matter in the Simulation Battle (3)
Translator: 549690339
” Cough cough cough!!!”
A Ratfolk coughed loudly and crawled out of the hole.
“Hello, classmate!”
Ji Ruo’s hands and eyes were quick, and he slapped down with his Iron Palm.
“Goodbye, classmate!”
The Ratfolk’s skull instantly shattered and he died on the spot. His corpse instantly disappeared.
On the other side, a Ratman coughed and crawled out of the hole that Egg-Fried Rice and Red Braised Meat were guarding. Unlike Ji Ruo, who had participated in the mock battle before, they were more restrained in their attacks. They didn’t kill the Ratman immediately, but only pushed him back into the hole.
“It’s fun!”
The two of them squatted at the entrance of the cave excitedly, waiting for the Rattolk to appear again.
The others followed suit and squatted beside the nine holes excitedly. When the ‘Ratfolk’ appeared coughing, they raised their hands and threw out a few big bags.
The damage was not high, but it was extremely insulting.
Ji Ruo laughed out loud.” Guys, they’re not seniors now. They’re ‘devils’. We don’t have to talk about the spirit of martial arts with them. It’s two against one!” Beat them up!”
The smoke in the cave was getting thicker and thicker. Even with the support of the simulation talent, the Ratfolk couldn’t endure it.
What plan? What caution? All of it was gone.
All of them wanted to crawl out of their holes with tear-stained faces.
However, what welcomed them was a huge bag…
“Despicable! How despicable!” Ratfolk’s president had just been slapped back by Xu Dong. He roared loudly with tears streaming down his face from the thick smoke, “Who would burn a fire and put smoke to block the entrance!
You guys are too despicable!”
“Please, you guys are monsters.””Our president said that this is called strategy!” Xu Dong said happily. There’s no need to talk about the spirit of martial arts when dealing with you demons!”
“Damn it! Damn it! Cough, cough, cough, cough…”
The smoke in the cave grew thicker and thicker, and the Ratfolk president felt like his eyes were going to be blinded by the smoke.
The nineteen Ratfolk were choked by the thick smoke, and they felt extremely aggrieved.
They had never fought such an aggrieved battle simulation before!
“President, let’s fight it out with them! I can’t take it anymore!” A Ratfolk cried.
It wasn’t that he wanted to cry, but he really couldn’t help it!
“Not yet. We have the support of our simulation talent. It won’t be long before we can adapt to this thick smoke.
Even though they’re camping at the entrance of the cave, they must be suffering from the smoke. There are two people guarding each entrance, which means that there are still ten entrances that are completely unguarded. They can’t completely guard them, we just have to…”
The president of the Ratfolk Club hadn’t finished speaking.
Outside the cave, Ji Ruo saw that the frequency of the enemies appearing was getting lower and lower. He knew that these guys must be trying to adapt to the thick smoke.
Therefore, Ji Ruo lay at the entrance of the cave and activated the Lion’s Roar Skill.
Qi and blood gathered in his throat, condensing his voice into a single line before erupting.
“Students, come and say with me: Congratulations to Spiced Spicy Dumpling for winning the first battle!!!”
The space in the cave was limited. The sound waves were like real objects, spreading wildly in the cave.
The echoes intertwined and overlapped, becoming more and more terrifying.
The eardrums of the remaining nineteen Ratfolk were instantly shattered by this terrifying sound wave. The intense ringing in their ears made it impossible for everyone to calm down.
“Ahhhhh!”
They couldn’t hold it in any longer and rushed out of the hole crazily, but they were thrown back by the members of Spiced Spicy Hot Dumpling who had already treated this simulation battle as a game of whack-a-mole.
Everyone did not kill him because they were enjoying the fun of whack-a-mole.
“How can there be such a disgusting club! Let us out if you have the guts! One on one!”
Xu Dong kicked the head of the Ratfolk president that had just popped out and kicked him back. He laughed and said,”l’m the Spiced Spicy and Mala Group, the fireworks of the human world, fried meat with green peppers. Who dares to fight! “