Chapter 68: The Battle for BOSS

  The five of them entered the teahouse, sat down separately, and Liu Yue recounted the events that had just transpired to the other three in vivid detail. The three others were also laughing so hard they could hardly catch their breath.

  Jing Feng first expressed his opinion: "The boss is right, Xiao Shuai is indeed different from others!"

  The wind is gentle and busy, humble and courteous, yielding and polite.

  The four of them sat for a moment, each drinking a cup of tea. Liu Yue and the others stood up to bid farewell to Feng Xiao Xiao. Feng Xiao Xiao saw the four of them off with a bow as they left the teahouse.

  The wind blows gently, and I get up to settle the bill for the tea. Only then do I remember that Liu Yue said he would tell me the reason why I came to Xiangyang after we finished drinking tea, but I forgot to ask him. Regretting it...

  Thinking that there was nothing to do, Feng Xiao decided to go practice for a while. He went to the pharmacy to replenish some medicine and returned to the mountain head he had just left not long ago. Of course, Feng Xiao wouldn't go to the top of the mountain to hunt monkeys alone; he went to the cave where Lao Da used to practice alone.

  In the cave, there were bandits and thieves everywhere. The wind howled as they walked and killed along the edge of the cave. From time to time, they would receive team invitations from other players in the cave, but they all declined with ease. This was all due to the influence of the Treasure Basin, which grumbled every day about the trouble of teaming up with unfamiliar people to level up, mainly because of the uneven distribution of loot.

  The wind whistled and practiced for a moment, suddenly feeling that there were many more people in the cave, and most of them were running around everywhere.

  Feng Xiao Xiao was at a loss, unable to understand what these people were up to. She grabbed hold of a player who was running past her and demanded that he tell her what was going on. The other player impatiently threw out the phrase "looking for BOSS" before quickly shaking off Feng Xiao Xiao.

  Looking for the boss? The wind whispers, recalling the mountain bandit leader from back then. Could it be that everyone is looking for him? He follows along behind the crowd, wanting to take a look at what's going on.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, before long, I saw a place where a large number of players had clearly gathered. Without a doubt, BOSS Bandit Leader was probably being beaten to death by the crowd at this moment.

  The wind rushed to the front and only then did it become clear that while fighting the BOSS was indeed intense, the struggle between players was even more chaotic. The wind watched for a moment before realizing what was going on - some players were not allowing others to fight the BOSS, and the two sides were now engaged in a fierce battle, with the scene being utterly chaotic.

  It was the first time I had seen a large-scale collective melee, and the battle was extremely fierce. The space in the cave was limited, and players could be described as advancing one after another. When the player in front was killed, the player behind immediately went up to fill the gap left by him.

  The BOSS is currently being besieged by several players in the corner, frantically chopping and slashing, while a number of people on the periphery are constantly urging them on.

  The remaining players who couldn't beat the BOSS, of course, didn't all know each other, but their actions at this moment were surprisingly uniform and coordinated, working together to get close to the BOSS. As soon as they approached the BOSS, they immediately turned against their former allies who had been fighting alongside them, joining forces with their original friends to focus on killing the BOSS and fighting off external enemies.

  In the blink of an eye, several groups of people have already taken turns killing the BOSS inside, and no one can leave a deeper mark on the BOSS. They will soon be eliminated by other players.

  The wind was howling and he was alone, with insufficient strength. It was impossible to rely on his own power to snatch the BOSS, but he remembered the experience of carefree times when he mixed in with the crowd fighting the BOSS and finally picked up the secret martial arts manual, which is why he had not left yet.

  Suddenly, four figures leapt out from the outer circle of people and flew straight towards the BOSS in the depths of the crowd. The first person swung a treasured sword in mid-air, weaving a dense net of blades that repelled all players who tried to approach. Behind him, another figure threw flying knives at several players who were desperately hacking away at the BOSS. The remaining two figures, one wielding a sword and the other a staff, struck towards the BOSS. These four people were none other than the "Wind, Flower, Snow, Moon" of Fei Long Mountain Villa.

  Skilled coordination, the BOSS's team of players was quickly cleared out. The "Wind, Flower, Snow and Moon" four-person team was surrounded by many players, but the four were clearly a level above the rest. With their numerical disadvantage, they couldn't be said to have the upper hand, but they could still safely withstand the peripheral players' impact. At this moment, the BOSS's life was rapidly decreasing.

  The players in the outer circle were anxious, but there was nothing they could do. Many players who couldn't get a hand in put their energy into shouting and scolding the few people inside who were killing the BOSS. There were also many players who saw that they had no chance and quit competing for the BOSS, leaving first.

  Those who are still unwilling to give up and stay behind to continue their efforts can be said to be elites. Everyone is trying their best to get close to the BOSS while socializing with people around them. It seems that everyone's goal has shifted, and the purpose is no longer just to defeat the BOSS, but to rush forward and grab things in the instant when the BOSS falls.

  Under the joint efforts of the four great masters in "Wind, Flower, Snow and Moon", the BOSS soon showed signs of being on the verge of death. At this moment, Feng Xiao was hesitating whether to go forward and grab things, after all, he knew them, and it was a bit embarrassing.

  The BOSS finally fell to the ground, and "Wind, Flower, Snow, Moon" also knew that this was the most critical moment, and they were all on high alert. However, they still underestimated the power of the masses of players surging towards the treasure, and at the moment the BOSS fell, the surrounding players rushed towards it like a tidal wave, everyone saw the glittering object beside the BOSS.

  At this moment, everyone's attack on "Wind, Flower, Snow and Moon" is completely unguarded, and the only way to resist is to desperately take medicine. Everyone's idea is the same, as long as they can rush in with their lives, it's okay to die after picking up things and stuffing them into their bosom.

  In such a sea of people, even the highest martial arts are useless. The first to bear the brunt was Liu Yue, who is a typical representative. His knife net was torn apart, and he was knocked down by the crowd, now lying on the ground being trampled by thousands of people. All he can do is pray that the system doesn't have a "trample to death" setting.

  Although there were all sorts of sudden changes, the one closest to the treasure on the ground was still "Wind, Flower, Snow, Moon". Just as Liu Yue was being trampled by the crowd in order to stop them, Tuo Hua's hand had already reached for something on the ground.

  But just as his hand touched the thing, a snake-like black shadow wrapped around Nong Hua's hand, and another black shadow quickly rolled up the things on the ground. With a "whoosh" sound, the two black shadows simultaneously withdrew, and at the same time, Nong Hua saw two figures in the surrounding crowd fly up and prepare to escape.

  "Damn it, who is this!" shouted in extreme anger and frustration.

  "What's going on!" Jing Feng asked in surprise upon hearing the news.

  "Those things were snatched away by those two!" Tuo Hua pointed in the direction of the two figures.

  As he turned around and looked in the direction his finger was pointing, what he saw were three human figures.

  The third figure is just the wind.

  The wind was blowing, although it had not rushed into the crowd to grab treasure, but it saw everything. The two people who grabbed things were Xingyun and Anying. The wind clearly saw that when Xingyun's whip was pulled out from between the people, there was a shining thing wrapped on it. With a flick of the whip, the thing was thrown into his hand, and at the same time, the two had already stood up and escaped.

  The wind whistled as he flew forward, one foot "Wind Rolling Clouds" kicking towards Xingyun's left hand holding something. Xingyun and Anying thought their plan had succeeded, but unexpectedly someone saw through their actions, now suddenly launching a sneak attack. Moreover, the newcomer's speed and accuracy were so fast that it was impossible to dodge, Xingyun's left hand was kicked, unable to hold on, and the thing in his hand flew out.

  The eyes of the three never left the thing that flew out, and as soon as it landed, they rushed over to grab it. The speed of the wind was naturally not to be said, and it even surpassed the whip thrown by the dark shadow. Just as he saw himself getting closer and closer to the thing, a white figure suddenly appeared beside the thing, picked it up and quickly escaped.

  The wind was blowing gently and reacted quickly, immediately launching a frantic chase, but the other side deliberately chose to walk in places with many holes, bends and curves. After a few laps, the person disappeared from sight.

  "Damn it, where's he?" The two who had fallen behind in the chase, Xingyun and Anying, finally caught up, asking Feng Xiao-xiao.

  The wind whistled and turned around, shrugged his shoulders and said: "Gone!"

  Xing Yun suddenly realized it was Feng Xiao Xiao and exclaimed: "How is it you again!"

  "It's me, isn't it?!"

  "The Wind is Soughing!" Nong Hua, Jing Feng and Chui Xue also rushed over, shouting loudly when they saw the Wind Soughing.

  The wind whistled as he rushed forward and said: "I didn't catch up, the person ran away!"

  "Recognized who it is?" Jing Feng asked.

  The wind swayed and shook its head.

  "What is it?" asked Xi Feng of Niu Xiang.

  "I don't know, it looks like a box!"

  The wind whispered to the cloud: "Didn't you get it in your hands? Didn't you see what it was?"

  Xing Yun glared at him and said: "I had just gotten a hold of it when you kicked it flying, how could I have the time to look?"

  Everyone fell silent, having busied themselves in vain for half a day, only to have others reap the benefits. The disputes between several people earlier were now not mentioned by anyone; after all, everyone was tacitly understanding. Only Xing Feng sighed and remarked, "The snipe and the clam fought, and the fisherman benefited!"