Yang Ling's good mood was completely ruined by Ding Zong's appearance.
A Forced Mission encirclement bounty?
He glanced at his Attribute Panel.
Base Strength: 9900 points.
Base Agility: 9830 points.
Base Spirit: 6000 points.
"I don't know who those truly top-tier big shots you're talking about are.
But I can be certain of one thing: you and those so-called big shots are all trash in my eyes."
Yang Ling pointed at Ding Zong's nose and cursed:
"Do you know what trash is? Trash is you. You are trash. You're a little piece of trash, understand, trash?"
"..."
The Third Grade players who had been smiling as they watched the show immediately turned serious when they heard this. They were afraid they would fail to hold back their laughter or reveal some odd expression and be remembered by Ding Zong, the young master of the group.
They were deeply shocked, and some had even begun to doubt the mental state of this Divine Realm player.
"Has he really not gone crazy? Or has he already been driven crazy?"
"I heard Flame Dragon Security Company tried to cause him trouble some time ago and ended up losing to him. With that kind of strength, he shouldn't have been scared insane, right?"
"Hard to say. He's got a bounty on him now. The Grandmaster Network's discussion channels have been repeatedly broadcasting his bounty notice. If a player gets matched with him in the same Forced Mission, who could resist making a move? That's a hundred thousand Transaction Points!"
Ding Yuan stood behind Ding Zong with a strange look on his face. Before coming here, he had vaguely guessed the outcome. Sure enough, just as he had expected, the other party gave no face at all.
This kind of face-to-face insult meant they had