Too Strong to Fight

Qin Shujian moved freely among the players as though no one stood in his way, cutting them down one after another.

There were countless players.

Yet their numbers meant nothing before him.

When Qin Shujian's gaze settled on a certain spot, every hair on Liu Qinghong's body stood on end. Without a moment's hesitation, he frantically retreated.

Run!

That was Liu Qinghong's first thought.

Even Xing Jia had failed to withstand a single punch from this boss.

Among all these players, not one could withstand a single slash from him.

Although Liu Qinghong knew he was no weakling, he still had no confidence in facing Qin Shujian head-on.

But—

Fast as he fled,

The descending blade was faster.

In barely three seconds, Liu Qinghong had failed to put any distance between himself and Qin Shujian.

Instead, the Tiger Head Saber kept growing larger in his vision.

Until, at last,

The blade swept past.

The white light faded.

A small dagger fell to the ground, and Liu Qinghong was sent straight back to respawn.

First Xing Jia, then Liu Qinghong.

Both ranked among the Novice Village's top players, yet neither had lasted a single exchange against Qin Shujian.

That overwhelming disparity finally made Fu Moyan and the others consider retreating.

Taking down a boss was never easy.

Setbacks and hardships were normal.

But—

However rough the road, however difficult the fight, they needed at least some hope of success.

Right now, however, Fu Moyan and the others saw not the slightest hope of defeating the boss before them.

Impervious to blades and spears!

Arrows struck him without so much as breaking his skin. Even when melee players occasionally landed a hit, they could not breach his defenses.

What was even more terrifying was his—

Unrivaled attack power!

Whether they were players