Muscular Rabbits Legion: 'No one can escape from the novice village!'-Chapter 181 - 179 The Rabbit of This Circle [Third Release]

Chapter 181: Chapter 179 The Rabbit of This Circle [Third Release]

Luo Kang stood on the high platform under the spotlight, his body tightly enveloped in a large black cloak. He calmly observed everything in front of him, and finally looked at Xun Long, Xu Tiecheng, and Black Storm and said indifferently, “I’ll be cutting you down shortly!”

Wow!

The audience erupted in surprise.

Previous seed players, when taking the stage, generally just went through the motions; they would smile, clasp their fists, rarely picking fights.

After all, with the battles ahead, no one knew who they would face, much less the type of competition it would be. Being arrogant too early could easily lead to a downfall.

But Luo Kang was just that dominant, his face beneath the cloak hood sinister and mad.

At that moment, those who were familiar with Luo Kang knew, the madman had returned.

“Who is that guy? So arrogant?” someone unfamiliar with Luo Kang asked.

“That guy and Young Master Zeng used to be called the two madmen of the games. Young Master Zeng was crazy about spending money; once he entered the game, he would start spending profusely, smashing his way to the top in the entire district.

Luo Kang was different; he was an analyst. His cousin once publicly revealed an analysis file Luo Kang had on a game. He calculated the data of every wild monster, every potion, even the drop rate of each equipment on certain monsters.

It scared the officials into working overnight to change the data.

If you still don’t know who he is, let me tell you something you do know.

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The first Sect Building Order of the Wolf Pack in the Huaxia District was bought from him.

Back then, this guy made a bunch of fake cigarettes, making the room look like a fire scene, which really disgusted those Madmen.”

“Damn, so it was him!”

“So he’s an analyst, no wonder he was the first to get the Sect Building Token.”

People suddenly realized who Luo Kang was.

After selling the Sect Building Order, Luo Kang rarely appeared in public.

Many said he was spending the money from the sale of the Sect Building Order in reality.

Now, being brought out by the Octopus Prince as a seed player for Vermilion Bird City, it seemed he hadn’t just been enjoying life, but had also undergone a period of secluded cultivation, and his strength had greatly improved!

For a moment, Luo Kang became the center of everyone’s attention.

However, soon enough, everyone’s attention was drawn to the successive appearances of other contestants, such as a woman in white mourning attire, whose presence in such an outfit was bizarre;

An old man in a Taoist robe, smiling amiably, looking completely harmless;

A brawny man carrying a coffin on stage;

Another man also entirely enveloped in a black cloak…

At this moment, everyone realized that the world seemed a bit different, with many oddly dressed people appearing in addition to the familiar warriors, mages, and thieves.

Everyone speculated that these must all be Hidden Profession holders!

Hidden Professions were far more common than one might think.

At that moment, everyone was filled with anticipation for the battles to come…

As the introductions concluded, all the contestants returned to their respective areas.

The spotlight returned to the Octopus Prince, who excitedly exclaimed, “No more nonsense, let’s get straight to the rules.

The first round, a huge melee, with a hundred thousand people divided into a thousand duel arenas. In the end, the three players who survive each duel arena will proceed to the next round of carnage!”

“Now, the battle begins!”

As the Octopus Prince roared, all the Duel Arena lit up, and only then did the contestants realize they had entered the Duel Arena!

In Duel Arena 0999.

Iron-Blood’s vision blurred, and suddenly he was in a huge duel arena. It happened so suddenly that he couldn’t even make out the faces of the players around him before a long spear and an ice cone struck him.

Iron-Blood instantly entered combat mode, “Damn, you want to fight, huh? Bring it on, I’m right here!”

Swinging his great sword, Iron-Blood instantly knocked down a player, then sneakily kicked another player down and thrust his great sword right into his… behind.

Someone tried to sneak attack him from behind; Iron-Blood turned around to dodge and, without looking back, accurately calculated the attacker’s position and slashed with his great sword!

With a clang, the attacker was repelled, disbelief on his face as he looked at Iron-Blood, “How did you know I was going to sneak up on you?”

Images of those rabbits flashed through Iron-Blood’s mind, and he scoffed, “You’re just not professional enough!”

Then Iron-Blood ran off…

The attacker was about to chase when another player nearby attacked, and the two clashed fiercely.

Iron-Blood’s equipment wasn’t the best, but he always found the perfect angle to sneak attack the most unguarded enemies. Anyone who tried to duel him would find him slickly using other players to block the challenger.

At this moment, he felt all these players, with equipment similar to his, were just idiots.

In their eyes, there seemed to be only the enemy in front of them. The smarter ones might take into account the fights within their sight, but none could achieve Iron-Blood’s awareness—he was vigilant and all-hearing.

“These losers, with the same equipment, one player from Vermilion Bird City could take on three or four!” Iron-Blood thought disdainfully of the strength of Vermilion Bird City players.

Since their arrival, they had been fighting the rabbits, experiencing several major wars, although they were mostly massacred, but they had accumulated a lot of experience in large-scale battle chaos.

This type of experience, let alone nationwide, probably couldn’t be matched by anyone in the world!

So, to others, melee was a disaster, completely at a loss.

But for the players from Vermilion Bird City, it was like a fish in water, a dragon returning to the sea—utter freedom!

There were no more tricky, furious rabbits; now, they were the kings here!

Iron-Blood moved effortlessly among the crowd, backstabbing joyfully.

The more he killed, the more his confidence skyrocketed. Eventually, he got so carried away that he didn’t remember how many he had killed; all he had was a roaring battle intent in his heart.

Just as his momentum had reached its peak, feeling as if he was invincible under the heavens—

“Ah—ha!”

An untimely yawn erupted, not from one person, but from countless spectators yawning simultaneously!

Iron-Blood was immediately displeased; his dazzling performance, and they were yawning?

That was unacceptable!

Furiously turning toward the stands, Iron-Blood shouted, “Who?! Who the hell is yawning!”

But as he looked up, he saw around the stands a bunch of huge white rabbits with explosive muscles, wearing golden helmets, holding golden shields, next to them a Pain Spear, all looking tired and bored!

Looking around, they were all this type of huge rabbit!

When they noticed him looking, all the rabbits stopped yawning and turned their heads askew, staring at Iron-Blood in a manner akin to mob bosses looking down on some worthless punk, displaying disdain, annoyance, and impatience. Their gaze seemed to say, “What are you looking at?”