Could Xu Lang's Individual Combat Strength Be That Absurd Too?

"Xu Lang, three players have been arrested!" Cao Yaxuan exclaimed in Dormitory 200, looking at Xu Lang who was playing a game with Xu Xiaomeng.

Upon hearing this, everyone stopped what they were doing.

"They're trying to get me arrested!" Xu Ruyan frowned.

Previously, players either lived or died; they were never captured.

"It's over, it's over, now those monsters know everything." Cao Yaxuan looked distressed.

"Yaxuan, your expression looks like Junior Brother Pig," Wang Yazhi teased with a laugh.

"What Junior Brother Zhu?" Cao Yaxuan didn't react.

Wang Yazhi coughed and imitated Zhu Bajie's voice, saying, "It's over, it's over! Master has been captured by a monster! Eldest Brother, let's call it a day!"

Xu Ruyan and the others were amused.

Cao Yaxuan rolled her eyes. "You're still in the mood for jokes!"

"Dormitory Survival Game are primarily tower defense games, so player information isn't actually that important to the monsters," Zhen Lu said with a smile.

"That's true, anyway, no matter who comes, it's all about shooting!" Cao Yaxuan nodded.

Other players have a more complex playstyle, needing to explore the map at crucial moments and also busy collecting and exploring new areas at other times.

But for Dormitory 200, there's only one way to play.

--shoot!

"In any case, it's the monsters' turn now," Zhen Lu said, shaking her head.

After something like this happened, no player would dare to be outside.

And that was indeed the case; after hearing that someone had been arrested, the players rushed back to their dormitories.

A large number of players gathered in the corridor, peering towards the Yellow Sand Army.

"It's really unpleasant to wait for people to come knocking on your door like this," Li Shuwen sighed softly in the third-floor corridor.

A Sequence Player in one discipline— Blacksmith providing financial support and Martial Master bringing Da Wu —would be among the top in any Dormitory Building. Yet, in the Mad King Building, he's treated like a nobody.

Having witnessed the terror of the Yellow Sand Army, Li Shuwen was truly not confident that he would survive to the next round.

"Sigh, it feels like being opened up like a can of food," Zhu Yan sighed.

"It's alright, with Lang Ge Lang Ge, everything will be fine as long as he takes action!" Li Wenwen said optimistically.

Li Shuwen opened his mouth, but was speechless.

Silly child, they are them, and we are us!

You're not someone's tenant, so even if there's a financial connection, you have no right to say that.

Initially, Li Shuwen, like other players, didn't really think highly of Xu Lang, Blood Hatred Build style of play was too dangerous.

But this idea was reversed after Xu Lang acquired the title.

The concentration of Blood Hatred is controllable; if it were him, he wouldn't be able to resist trying out the Blood Hatred Build either.

"This Mad King Building is like a hedgehog; as long as they have money, they can attack endlessly. No wonder we haven't seen any military supplies!"

"Why does it have so many turrets? It adds 40 turret slots every game."

"And what about Xu Lang? Is he the Mad King Building's biological son?"

In the council hall of the Rakshasa Kingdom, a group of generals looked at the intelligence reports they had gathered and discussed them animatedly.

On the other side, they are also facing similar concerns.

The State Preceptor Guya looked thoughtful.

It's normal that the Mad King Building is difficult to conquer; it concerns the revival of the Rakshasa Kingdom, so this level of difficulty is to be expected...

The Share Honor and Disgrace characteristic is very powerful, but only if 50 players survive...

Various pieces of information intertwined in the mind of the State Preceptor Guya, eventually forming two words.

--Xu Lang.

"Cough cough!"

She coughed twice, silencing everyone's murmurs, and said:

There's only one true strategic point in Mad King Building!

"That's Dormitory 200!"

"Apart from Dormitory 200, the other dormitories are not a concern."

A red-haired general said anxiously, "We all know that, but the problem is we can't deal with it! Our soldiers get attracted as soon as they go near it!"

The State Preceptor Guya glanced at the man indifferently and said, "I haven't finished speaking."

The man immediately fell silent.

"We can't handle Dormitory 200 for now, so we'll avoid it!"

"The allure of Blood Hatred is limited; some generals can resist it!"

"You are all renowned generals of the Rakshasa Kingdom. I believe you can understand this and stay true to yourselves!"

After saying this, the State Preceptor Guya stopped talking and looked around at the generals present.

Shui Xingzun's eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice, "You mean, you want us to deal with the Dormitory Building alone!?"

The State Preceptor Guya remained silent, tacitly agreeing.

The generals' eyes flickered uncertainly.

There's a saying in the Rakshasa Kingdom: "A general who leaves the army will be bitten to death by wild dogs."

There were many brave men present, but none like Azeman, a barbarian.

Having finally been resurrected, everyone is actually quite protective of their lives.

"It seems no one is willing to sacrifice for the Rakshasa Kingdom," the State Preceptor Guya sighed. "Let's wait until the others are resurrected before we discuss this further."

Shui Xingzun slammed his fist on the table and shouted:

"When will that be?!"

"And who can guarantee they'll actually come back to life?!"

"Even if they are resurrected, how tight will the timeline be!?"

"State Preceptor Guya, I already died for the Rakshasa Kingdom, so dying again is no big deal for me. I am willing to go to the Mad King Building!"

"Cowards, you are not worthy of being buried in the Rakshasa Kingdom Kingdom's tombs!"

The generals' enthusiasm was immediately ignited, their fighting spirit soared, and they all volunteered.

The State Preceptor Guya smiled, "This attack on the tower is merely an experiment. Sending three generals and two sages will suffice. You don't need to fight to the death, but there's still a possibility you might not return..."

"Then we'll never return!" Shui Xingzun waved his hand and said domineeringly.

White Sand frowned. This matter hadn't been consulted with the Queen yet, but everyone seemed to have already made a decision. She turned into sand and left to report what had happened to the Queen.

Some generals saw this and looked on with disdain.

The Rakshasa Kingdom perished under that queen; no one likes a ruler who has lost his kingdom.

An hour later, the selection was finalized, and the three generals and two wise men were escorted out by the Yellow Sand Army.

"Remember, whatever you do, don't go up to the Tenth Floor. Just pull out the nails on the ground floor!"

"This is a calming potion I've prepared for you. Take it now; it will help you resist the desires in your hearts!"

"I will cover you from the shadows!"

"May you return in triumph!"

The State Preceptor Guya presented the potion and blessings, watching the five people stride away, feeling quite confident about this mission.

After a moment, she transformed into a black wind and quietly approached the Mad King Building from the side.

The root of the Mad King Building lies in Dormitory 200, and the root of the players lies in their dormitories.

She was waiting for an opportunity when Xu Lang left the house to strike a fatal blow!

Surely Xu Lang's individual combat strength can't be that outrageous, right?