Chapter Twenty-Three: Robbery

  Several people followed behind and whispered: "Can it be confirmed that the person is actually Yi Jian Chong Tian?"

  "It was he himself who called that sword the Seven Extremes Whirlwind Sword, not One Sword Charging into the Sky, who else could it be?"

  "Maybe it's just the drink talking!"

  "He drank a lot, another one wouldn't be too much, if what he said earlier about the Seven Absolute Wind Sword was just bragging, how could he still have that expression!"

  "What an expression!"

  "Wanting to jump out and try it, but forcibly holding back like that!"

  "Whatever, we'll know if it's true or not later. Anyway, that person is already out of it, let's just take the one next to him away for now and we'll find out whether it's true or false then!"

  "That makes sense!"

  The wind is blowing on this side, dragging a sword to the sky, I don't know where to go. The sword to the sky is still shouting "Drink! Drink!" and calling non-stop, after a while, it changes its mouth to call "Slow down! Slow down!". What's good about this? I think I'd better find a deserted place to put him down, so as not to lose face by accompanying him now.

  The street was naturally crowded with people, so he had to drag his sword and rush to the place where he last ran out of the tea house, a place where there were no monsters for players to level up, and it was usually deserted.

  One step at a time, he walked out of the city gate, followed by a joyful and excited crowd, shouting "Good luck to you!" and "Where are you going? Why do you have to go where there are fewer people?"

  Arriving at the tree where he used to sleep, Wind Soughing and One Sword Charging Heaven sat down, panting for a couple of breaths, before they could regain their composure, six people rushed up, surrounding them.

  The wind was blowing, and he thought to himself, "What's going on here?" He stepped forward, clasped his fists together and said, "What can I do for you gentlemen?" As he carefully looked at the crowd, he found some familiar faces.

  The six of them looked at each other, no one spoke a word. After all, it was their first time doing something like this, and they didn't know what to say.

  The wind was blowing gently as he looked at the crowd with a mixture of sadness and frustration.

  One of the six people spoke up: "You brought this person out and he has some past conflicts with us, you can leave, just leave him here!"

  The wind whispered and nodded: "Alright, you may leave!"

  The crowd was shocked, originally thinking it would be a tragic scene: a ragged axe-wielding little rascal, fighting to the death to protect his friend and the crowd, but unfortunately, two fists were no match for four hands, and he was captured by the crowd. As he faced death, he shouted: "If you want to kill or execute, come at me! Let him go!" At this time, a cold voice said: "Neither of you can escape!" And then... The crowd suddenly expressed their disappointment and disillusionment with the world, saying that people's hearts were not in the right place, and they had collectively lost their stance, forgetting the roles they were playing.

  Fortunately, someone didn't forget the purpose of coming here. Seeing the wind blowing, he picked up a sword and rushed forward, carrying a long package on his back, shouting "Let's go!" and leaving things behind.

  The wind whispered and turned around with a cold smile: "I knew why you came here long ago! There's still some past grievance, did you see too much?!"

  Everyone suddenly felt their faces burning with shame. Fortunately, there was a thick-skinned person who wasn't afraid of being scalded, and he stepped forward to say: "You know what's going on, the smart thing to do is to leave quickly!"

  "What will happen if I don't leave?"

  "That man sneered: 'You're not leaving, so I'll have to see you off myself!' He perfectly portrayed a ruthless bandit, and the crowd cheered in unison! The man turned around and bowed his fist to thank everyone."

  The wind was howling, and I wanted to laugh but couldn't. It seemed that these people were here for real. My level wasn't low, but unfortunately, my martial arts skills weren't up to par, and it was hard to protect myself. For now, the only plan was to grab the thing that said "One Sword to the Sky" and make a run for it. If I managed to escape, I could give it back to One Sword to the Sky later. One Sword to the Sky looked at them with disdain, as if they were beneath him. With this thing in hand, I thought, even if I died, it wouldn't be a big deal - after all, dying would just mean losing a level. But if I lost this thing, how could I explain myself to One Sword to the Sky? Just as I was at a loss for what to do, One Sword to the Sky suddenly woke up. The wind was overjoyed and rushed forward to support him, thinking that in this game, even when drunk, he could wake up quickly.

  One sword charged into the sky, simply sitting up and saying to Wind Xiao Xiao: "Brother, it's also quite uncomfortable to drink too much in this game, I'll go down first!" After speaking, he didn't wait for Wind Xiao Xiao to respond, took over the Seven Extremes Whirlwind Sword, a white light flashed, and disappeared.

  The wind was blowing strongly and happily for a moment, but then suddenly thought: with him gone, wouldn't I be the one to take his place!

  You hastily quit the game, but the system prompts: The items you are carrying exceed the weight limit, and excess items will be lost. Are you sure you want to log off?

  The wind whispered that I had just a few bottles of medicine on me and exceeded the limit, was my carrying capacity really that low? I lowered my head to take a look, damn it, the long package wrapped in "One Sword Charging into the Sky" was still in my hand! This thing exceeded the limit! Of course, this thing couldn't be discarded. The six people on the other side saw "One Sword Charging into the Sky" flash and then took away the "Seven Extremes Whirlwind Sword". They thought to themselves that they couldn't let this kid run away again, hurry up! They pounced on me like a ferocious tiger devouring its prey.

  The wind was blowing fiercely, and the feet were busy kicking the tree towards the outside of the circle. This "迎风待月" (welcoming the moon with a strong wind) originally allowed people to hang in mid-air for 7 seconds, but now it exceeded its load-bearing capacity and couldn't even last 2 seconds. Fortunately, the six people rushed up quickly, surrounded and rapidly closed in, giving the wind a chance to jump out of the circle; otherwise, at most, it would have jumped directly into the opponent's face, not only throwing itself into the net but also being ridiculed by others.

  The wind was blowing strongly, and as soon as it landed on the ground, it started to "gallop like thunder" and ran wildly. Everyone saw Feng Xiao Xiao jump out of the circle and thought that this time he was done for. But when they saw him not falling down but instead running wildly away, they were overjoyed and thought that he had gone crazy. Immediately, they also started chasing after him with all their might, unaware of Feng Xiao Xiao's predicament.

  This period of time, the effort has not been wasted. Although it was during sleep with Liu Ruoxue, it was also because there was no place to practice on that mountain top, and running around would have affected Liu Ruoxue's marksmanship. But every night, when running with Xiao Yao and others, they were constantly on the move. These few days, "Wind Chaser" has already reached level 3, increasing movement speed by 150%. Moreover, the points were not wasted, all added to agility and footwork, which means that Wind Chaser is also a victim affected by Qing Yi Ren.

  Normally, with the wind blowing gently, they wouldn't have been able to catch up even if they ran casually without using their lightness skill. But now that they're using their lightness skill and exerting all their strength, the gap between them isn't increasing but instead gradually narrowing, showing just how much of an impact carrying a heavy load has. It seems like their current strength is only about 1/5 of what it normally is. Now's not the time to worry about that though, he gritted his teeth and ran towards the city with all his might, thinking that once they got inside where there were more people, these guys wouldn't dare be so reckless.

  The people behind felt that the distance with Windy was gradually getting closer, and his goal was probably to run back to the city. He thought to himself, "You should have known this earlier, why bother now?" Now wanting to go back to the city, there's no chance! Estimating that at this speed, he should be able to catch up with him before Windy returns to the city, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride.

  One of them burst out laughing: "This is probably the first time we've been robbed in a game, do you think the system will give us some kind of reward!" Before anyone could respond, a voice came from up ahead: "Robbery? This game really has robbery? Where?" Suddenly, a figure leapt out of the bushes by the side of the road and landed in the middle of the path, blocking Windy's way: "Are you the robber?"

  "Hey, it's the people in the back who are rushing me!"

  Stranger: "What did I rob you of?"

  "The wind whispered: 'You haven't seized it yet, if you don't let me slip away now, I'll really be snatched!'"

  The stranger smiled and said: "With me around, how can you still be robbed?"

  The wind blew gently as he sized up the person, a middle-aged man dressed in the most common attire of a swordsman from the jianghu, wearing a straw hat on his head and carrying a sword on his back that was wider and larger than usual. He thought to himself, "You're quite bold." He asked, "Who are you?"

  At this time, six people behind him had already killed with a fierce momentum. The stranger turned around and drew his sword, saying: "My name is Jian Wuxian!"