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As dusk settled in, the chirping of insects filled the low-lying shallows, while a white mist floated above the reeds like a delicate veil. The cool breeze brushed against the tips of the reeds, creating an atmosphere of tranquility and peace.
"Rustling—"
The serene scene of dusk was shattered.
A group of short-statured Sun Moon Lake Bandits began to stealthily hide among the reeds, preparing to ambush the passing boats.
Sun Moon Lake Bandits: Level 15
Attributes: Common Monster
Health Points: 5
Agility: 18
Attack: 16
Skills: Stun Baton, Chokehold
Attack Range: 4 yards
In the distance, a flash of light flickered in the Teleportation Circle as two figures stepped out simultaneously.
"Vice President Linchuan?"
"Flickering Light?"
Catching the astonishment in Fleeting Light's eyes, Jiang Linchuan paused for a moment, then asked, "Did Silent send you here to challenge me?"
The affirmative tone struck Fleeting Light's expression, and a sudden clarity washed over him. At the same time, a fleeting smile vanished from his strikingly handsome face. That girl was certainly not one to hold back when calling upon their Guild members.
"Do you have confidence in winning?"
The probing question brought a serious look to the man's face, his gaze igniting with determination.
"I will do my best," he replied.
His cautious yet resolute tone reflected his meticulous and steadfast character.
"How many supplies did you bring?"
"Supplies?"
Aren't we here to duel? Why would I need supplies?
"Hah—"
The ambiguous smile from the Vice President caused a moment of hesitation in Fleeting Light, an unsettling feeling creeping in.
"You all have arrived."
A cold voice came from behind.
A slender figure stepped out from the fading Teleportation Circle.
"Just in time," the newcomer was Yan Yan. Pausing for a moment, she glanced at Jiang Linchuan, who was looking at her with an understanding smile. Noticing his teasing gaze, she cleared her throat and said, "Vice President Jiang, you can go ahead with your mission. I need some time to duel Fleeting Light."
"No," the scholarly man replied, his previously aloof smile now tinged with an inscrutable depth that Yan Yan couldn't quite grasp. "I will stay here and watch your duel."
In her heart, she thought:
After all, you're trying to trick our Gang, and as the Vice President, I should be here to ensure fairness, so that the bewildered archer on the other side isn't left with nothing but his underwear after being conned.
He had seen the agreement for the wilderness dungeon and the final deal that took most of the profits from the Abyss-Level Dungeon.
This seemingly unremarkable girl could be ruthless when it came to deceiving others.
“Ahem—well then, Flickering Light,” the girl said awkwardly under the weight of the other’s meaningful gaze, turning to face the solemn Fleeting Light. “You’ve seen the Living Conditions for the PK; the loser will do one thing for the winner, as long as it doesn’t go against conscience or morality.”
“Yes, I agree.”
“Good. Let’s begin—”
As top-tier archers, their skills, awareness, and positioning would be the focus of this competition.
If in previous online games, Fleeting Light ranked among the top ten archers, then at this moment in her past life, Yan Yan's skill level was ranked beyond a hundred.
The gap between them was significant.
But now, there was a variable—she had been reborn with ten years of gaming experience.
Who would win and who would lose was uncertain for all three present.
Fleeting Light's uncertainty lay in his confidence in winning.
Jiang Linchuan's uncertainty was about the possibility of the girl losing.
And finally, her uncertainty was whether the other party would agree to her Living Conditions in the end.
“Whoosh—”
"Whoosh—"
Rapid Fire!
Rapid Fire!
Two shots of Rapid Fire to start.
"Rustle—"
The sound of reeds being crushed echoed clearly in the tranquil Sun Moon Lake.
Under the dimming sunset, two fleeting shadows darted through the misty thicket of reeds, executing precise movements, elegant Dodges, and nimble shots. Occasionally, a corner of their fluttering garments would be revealed amidst the gaps, scattering like feathers from a flock of cranes as the crushed reeds released their fluff into the air.
The rhythmic Whoosh sounded like a melody played on a water flute at dusk, beautiful yet piercing.
Arrows, imbued with the power to tear through anything, pierced through the dense gaps in the reeds, aimed directly at the targets' Chest, throat, and limbs.
Dodge, Rolling, Aiming. After several exchanges, neither archer managed to find a flaw in the other's defenses. The disadvantages of a mirror match between two archers were evident.
The battle was marked by intense concentration.
A killer move could mean an opportunity.
Explosive Arrow!
"Whoosh—"
The arrow trailing flames tore through the drifting white fluff in mid-air, slicing through the stalemate like a sharp blade.
The watching Jiang Linchuan narrowed his eyes; victory was about to be decided.
Fleeting Light instinctively rolled, his body crashing hard against the ground. The Arrow Tip grazed his scalp, leaving a bloody mark on his forehead, but unfortunately—
He dodged the deadly arrow, yet could not escape the aftermath of its explosive impact.
“Boom—”
The shockwave erupted, swirling like a vortex, as Reed Fluff floated in the air like White Feather, coalescing into a White Barrier that obscured the figures of the Combatants.
“Ugh—”
-4, -4, -4
The stirred Fluffy Feathers and the splashing Splash instantly blinded him.
“Whoosh—”
The sound of something slicing through the air suddenly rang out!
It was too late—
Double Shot!
“Puff—”
Two sharp Black Iron Arrows pierced through his chest, one after the other.
Critical Damage!
Critical Damage!
Inflicting a continuous three-second Continuous Bleed Debuff.
-1
-1
-6
-6
......
Health Bar has only one Health Point left.
System: Congratulations to Player Remains Silent for winning the PK battle.
In a duel between masters, a single move can determine the victor.
The key lies in the word "opportunity."
Just like how Cold Noodle Girl seized the chance created by her special skill, launching a sudden strike to claim victory.
Fleeting Light looked at Calm, who stood before him, extending her hand in an attempt to help him up. She was a slender girl with an ordinary face, but her expression was as tranquil as water. Only her pitch-black eyes sparkled with clarity, and her cold gaze was steady and composed, neither arrogant nor anxious.
No wonder East Wind President was willing to entrust her with the heavy responsibility of pioneering; her demeanor of calmness and unflappability truly exuded a sense of grandeur.
As he grasped the slender hand extended towards him, he inadvertently felt the calluses on her palm. A moment of surprise flashed through his mind, and as he stood up, he quietly asked, “What are the stakes?”
“Clear out all the Thieves and Bandits around Mistwater Bay.”
Fleeting Light: ???
"Cleaning up?"
The man's serious and tense expression suddenly faltered, replaced by a wave of astonishment that swept away his earlier disappointment from losing the PK.
Not leveling up, but cleaning up?
Did this girl, who was less than half his age, even know what she was talking about?
Meeting her earnest gaze, he realized she was not mistaken, and his temples throbbed with a sudden intensity.
Caught off guard, he rubbed his forehead.
Thinking about the dozen or so Thief Hideouts around Mistwater Bay, a deep sense of helplessness surged within him. In a flash, he recalled the Vice President's earlier question: How many supplies did you bring?
The feeling of being set up hit him immediately.
"Flickering Light, since you want to clean up the Thief Hideouts in Mistwater Bay, why not start with the first one at Sun Moon Lake?" A cool and faint smile curved at the corners of her mouth, making Fleeting Light feel a chill run down his spine. She continued slowly, "Just so happens I have a mission too. Let's form a team and clear them out together." After hearing this, he couldn't help but feel an even stronger sense of being set up as he gazed at her charming smile.
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