C1 People Are Always Getting Knifed in the Martial World

"Shit!!!" When he saw his rough man with the gilded sledgehammer being beaten to a pulp by the swordsman in the black tight suit, Jiang Chen couldn't help but let out a roar for the nth time today.

In the end, before the sound of his roar could even fade away, he saw...

The system notification lit a candle for you. Congratulations, you have been killed by player Emperor Zhao. Please choose to revive on the spot or not to revive.

Jiang Chen: Damn it!

Jiang Chen gritted his teeth and hammered the keyboard in anger. After playing this game for two years, he had wanted to rush to his company and ask the main developer of his big boss's online game countless times during the period he had been abused.

This system was really f * cking cheap!

This online game was called God's Miracle, and it was developed by the famous game development company, Zhong Sheng Technology, two years ago.

At that time, Jiang Chen was still in his senior year, and it just so happened that the game had just been released. The game company was one of the best online gaming companies in the world.

After the open beta, Jiang Chen resolutely downloaded the game, then started to play. He even gave himself a particularly awesome game ID - The Horse-Horse Man. As a result, from then on, he was unable to extricate himself from the game.

Jiang Chen studied computer science, and after four years of college, he could be said to be an IT expert. As for his job after graduation, Jiang Chen played games and games. After thinking about it again and again, he still submitted his resume to Zhong Sheng Technology.

Originally, he didn't have much hope, but a week later, he actually received an interview notice from Zhong Sheng Technology, and after the official interview, Jiang Chen unexpectedly passed. From then on, Jiang Chen became a member of the technical department of Zhong Sheng Technology.

Holding on to the good luck the game had brought him, Jiang Chen loved the game even more.

As a result, he accidentally created the number one expert of the game.

Jiang Chen was a god in the game. His hand speed was good, his equipment was good, and his luck was good. But ever since a player called Emperor Zhao appeared in the game a while ago, Jiang Chen, the number one god in the game, had become the second in ten thousand years.

Towards the current number one expert of this server, Emperor Zhao, who had appeared out of thin air, Jiang Chen felt extremely disdainful, or it could be said that he was unconvinced. He had never seen this person in the top few places of the ranking before, so he thought that this person's first place was definitely won with money!

The more Jiang Chen thought about it, the more depressed he felt, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. One day, when he accidentally saw Emperor Zhao's figure in the game, he couldn't control the two hammers that picked him up and rushed forward.

He thought that person's skills must be very bad, and he also thought that his own skills were so good that no one could match up to him.

So...

In the end...

In less than a round, he was defeated by that person.

That man's cultivation was better than his, his level was higher, his fighting power was stronger than his, and his equipment was better than his. Of course, these were not the main points. The main point was that the person's technique was more than twice as awesome as Jiang Chen's!

Not only was that person not a rookie, he was also a roc that was powerful enough to take off.

So Jiang Chen burped.

When Jiang Chen was the number one expert in the past, he would always secretly wonder why there wasn't a single stronger player. It felt like it was lonely at the top! In the end, ever since Emperor Zhao came, the loneliness at the top was gone, and there was only disappointment at the bottom.

As a person who was used to being the center of attention, how could Jiang Chen be able to swallow this anger? As the saying goes, how could one not be knifed when one was wandering in the martial arts world?

Thus, every time Jiang Chen played the game after that, as long as he met Emperor Zhao, he would immediately swing his hammer and attack without saying a word. No one could stop him.

The result was naturally obvious. Every time he was beaten up miserably.

As expected, people in the martial arts world were always getting stabbed!

Jiang Chen pulled his hair a few times. The more he thought about it, the more upset he felt.

He looked at the black-uniformed swordsman with Emperor Zhao on top of his head on the game interface, curled his lips and ridiculed him a few times, then sent a private message over.

The man who sent a private message: Hey! Bro, you can't play like this, right?

One minute... Two minutes... Three minutes... After a while, there was no reply from the other party.

Jiang Chen was already angry. It wasn't easy for him to convince himself that he wanted to negotiate with this person properly, but in the end, this fellow was actually so good from time to time. The desolate energy in Jiang Chen's body couldn't be suppressed at all, and the explosion was earth-shattering!

I say, what do you mean, I want to talk to you, and you don't know what's good for you, do you?

The man who sent a private message to the horse: Are you going to talk or not?

The man who sent a private message to the horse: Hey! Dead face poker face, what are you...

Jiang Chen didn't know which of his words touched that person's reverse scale. Before he could even send out those words, he saw...

System Notification: Player Emperor Zhao has sent you an invitation to a duel. Please choose to accept or reject it.

Jiang Chen's fingers were originally tapping on the keyboard, but when he saw the system box that suddenly popped up, he accepted it without even thinking about it.

In the end, when he came back to his senses, he saw that their game characters had already arrived at the PK interface.

In terms of appearance, Jiang Chen's game character was big and rough, and he was completely a rough man. He was muscular, bare-chested, and held two large hammers in his hands. No matter how one looked at him, he looked mighty and majestic. As for the person opposite him, his black clothes wrapped around his slender figure. He stood with his sword in hand, tall and handsome. He was much better looking than Jiang Chen's original game character.

In this day and age, most of the characters in the game were handsome men, beautiful women, and good figures! In the game of God's Miracle, the rough guy with the gilded hammer was an exception. Of course, the rest of the characters in the game were pretty.

Though the man with the sledgehammer was muscular and ugly, he was the best of the best.

But the main reason why Jiang Chen chose this type of person was not because of his powerful combat ability, but because of his developed muscles, fierce face, and rough figure.

Although Jiang Chen was very stupid, he had been very handsome since he was young. He was fair and clean, and his height of 1.78 meters was not bad for a boy. He had had a wuxia dream since he was a child, and he had always loved muscular men and tanned skin, but no matter how much he tanned, his skin remained white, and no matter how much he worked out, his muscles would not come.

Jiang Chen's appearance was completely inversely proportional to his personality, so he played with the wild and unrestrained dreams that couldn't be realized in reality. Other people thought that the rough man with the sledgehammer was too ugly, and very few chose him, but Jiang Chen had taken a fancy to him at first glance when he registered this game.

When it came to the contest between the man with the sledgehammer and the handsome swordsman, the two would always give off the impression that the man with the sledgehammer was more powerful, while the man in black would be at a disadvantage.

However, the truth was...

Although Jiang Chen immediately regained his senses after accepting the challenge, and then controlled his character to fight back, he still couldn't avoid the fact that he had been abused once again.