Drunken Spear raised his iron spear

Drunken Spear raised his iron spear and looked at all of the player bodies on the ground. He wiped away some rainwater from his face. He then revealed a stunned expression and said, “F*ck, Xiao Yao Zi Zai really is a battle genius. [Zhan Long] under his direction has practically become a killing machine! [Thousand Burial] and [Valley of the Gods] died such a miserable death! Isn’t this the prelude to an execution?!”

Liu Ying glared at him and said, “There’s no need for Drunken Spear to be modest. No matter how strong [Zhan Long]’s members are, they are still mortals. The only reason [Thousand Burial] had lost so miserably is because Not Ordinary had aimed too high, and completely underestimated the strength of Li Xiao Yao!”

Little Piggy nodded, “Yup, boss is right. We must target our battle strategy against [Zhan Long] and plan out our attack well. That way, we’ll win!”

Wang Ze Cheng raised his spear and wrapped his left arm around Suo Yue’s waist and placed his hand on her bum. He then slowly rubbed the cheeks, making her blush. Wang Ze Cheng laughed and said, “It’s ok. Based on my estimate, [Zhan Long] has at most 10,000 players left at the bottom of the abyss. [Valley of the Gods] and [Thousand Burial] probably killed around 7000 of them? We, on the other hand, have around 50,000 troops in our hands. With our numbers we’ll be able to push them down, if not crush them. Don’t worry, [Enemies at the Gate] and [Blood Contract] aren’t going to directly provide support to [Zhan Long] for now. They don’t want to step into this mud just yet, because they cannot!”

Drunken Spear looked at Wang Ze Cheng’s hand on Yan Suo and couldn’t help but reveal an ugly expression, “Cang Cheng, can you f*cking pay more attention? This is the frontline of a battle, and yet you look as though you want to rush off to take your b*tch to bed as soon as possible. If you were to do these things here, then what would others think? That they’re fighting for their lives at the battle front just so you can happily be some Guild Master?”

Wang Ze Cheng hesitated, and then gritted his teeth. Finally he moved his hand away from Yan Suo and raised his golden shield with a smile, “Drunken Spear, your words are extremely right. But, all you know is how to talk. Later, when we’re really fighting, I want to see just how many players this [Flying Dragon]’s number one general really can kill. Let’s see if you really have the ability to deal with Li Xiao Yao, Lin Wan Er, and Dong Cheng Yue’s strength.”

Drunken Spear swept out his long spear and softly said, “What’s important isn’t whether or not we can defeat them. The most important part is that we do our best!”

At that moment, Soaring Dragon, “Alright now, what’s the point in saying all that? Why don’t we first think of how we’re going to advance? Which guild is going first? Or is all three guilds charging at once?”

Wang Ze Cheng wryly smiled, “Does that even need to be said? Flying Dragon has 38,000 members, with 25,000 online right now. You’re the oldest, and so you should go first!”