Chapter 18: Leaderboard
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Han Xing didn’t care about what happened to Liu Feng and Luyao.
He no longer had any feelings for Luyao.
In this life, these two people who had betrayed him would never have an easy ti!
However, Han Xing had so ideas.
On the individual leaderboard, he might be able to find so powerful players. He had to build his guild.
The rewards from the guild rankings weren’t bad either. The Second World would beco a new space for everyone to develop, so why not take the resources into their own hands?
After making up his mind, Han Xing contacted Han Yanran in advance.
He told her that he might be busy in the Second World for the next few days and that if anything urgent happened, she should contact Professor Zhang Huaimin imdiately.
January 7th, 2024, midnight.
The Second World welcod its first major update!
Leaderboard, a new function, was updated.
After the update was completed, Han Xing quickly entered his gaming capsule.
As soon as he entered, the Second World resounded with the sound of an ancient battle horn.
This battle horn made people’s blood boil, and they couldn’t wait to fight a big battle!
He opened the leaderboard registration interface.
As long as the player spent one ga coin, they could participate in the ranking competition on the leaderboard. Han Xing clicked on the register button and was dumbfounded when he saw the number of registrations.
In less than two minutes after the update was completed, the number of people who had signed up exceeded 10 million!
This number was simply too terrifying.
Han Xing perked up. After the registration was over, there was still a three-minute waiting ti.
While waiting, he was teleported to a huge array.
This array stood tall in the universe, and there were all kinds of celestial bodies around it.
He was standing on the back of a divine turtle, moving slowly at an unnoticeable speed.
It was not Han Xing’s first ti seeing such a scene, but he was still shocked!
In front of this huge divine turtle, he was as small as an ant.
Many players who didn’t know the truth were still sighing at the exaggerated special effects and realism of the Second World.
Han Xing was the only one who knew that the Second World was a real parallel world.
The chanism of the leaderboard ranking was very simple. After each player had signed up, the system would evaluate them.
They would be randomly matched according to their initial score and overall ability.
Every player would have their own sparring space, and it would not affect the other players.
The three-minute waiting ti was over.
The surrounding scenery suddenly changed!
A burly warrior suddenly appeared in front of him.
The mont he saw Han Xing, the warrior let out a sigh of relief.
His opponent was a fragile mage with only 200 HP.
The giant hamr in his hand was suddenly lifted.
“Make your move!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his huge hamr and smashed it at Han Xing.
Han Xing smiled and shouted, “Lightning steps!”
With a whoosh, he disappeared on the spot.
In the next mont!
A lightning ball smashed into the warrior’s body.
This wasn’t the end!
The mont the ball of lightning touched him, it exploded with a boom.
This was Han Xing’s passive effect, magnetic radiation.
If there were multiple enemies, the damage would be doubled. If there was only one enemy, the lightning ball would automatically explode.
This warrior had never seen such an attack before.
Everyone was from the novice village, so they were basically all at level 0.
He was a tank-type warrior, so he only had 450 HP to begin with.
The lightning ball had dealt 200 damage to him.
How the f*ck would he be able to fight against this guy?
However, Han Xing did not even give him a chance to catch his breath.
The warrior only hesitated for a few seconds before two more lightning balls hit him.
Eliminated!
The brawny man’s vision instantly turned dark, and he fell to the ground.
He only returned to the resurrection point after he had finished reloading.
“F*ck!”
He couldn’t help but curse.
Before he could even make a move, he was killed by the mage in one move. How despicable.
He hurriedly opened the battle record to find the mage’s na so that he could teach him a lesson next ti!
But when he saw the na on it, he was dumbfounded.
“Star Rebel? F*ck!”
What kind of bullsh*t luck did he have? Why did have to go up against Star Rebel?
The burly man wanted to cry but had no tears. Who didn’t know the na of the player Star Rebel?
To dare to go against him, wasn’t this a clear slap in the face?
But this was too aggrieving!
Although Han Xing’s health points were low, the warrior could not withstand his skills. He was too powerful!
When the players fought with Han Xing, there were all kinds of classes.
There were even ninjas from Country R and witches from Country M.
Unfortunately, they did not even have the chance to make a move before they were all killed by Han Xing.
So of them even used silence to restrict Han Xing’s movents.
However, Han Xing’s movents were extrely agile, and his combat skills were far superior to theirs.
This was simply an inhumane act of bullying noobs!
The rules of the ranking were that every ti an opponent was defeated, they would obtain the corresponding points.
The more points he accumulated, the stronger his opponents would be.
In a short period of ti, the positions of the players on the entire leaderboard were constantly changing.
Han Xing did not pay much attention to them, because he had encountered a tough opponent.
Turban Qiaoqiao, real na, Yan Qiaoqiao.
In the Second World in his past life, she was a legendary archer who ranked 3rd among the archers.
Her in-ga image was an elf archer with two pairs of golden wings.
Her eyes were extrely cold as if they were frozen.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Several air-piercing sounds were heard as dozens of arrows were shot out!
She moved so fast that she almost sealed off Han Xing’s movents.
If the difference in strength between the two of them was not that big, Han Xing would definitely be at a disadvantage.
It was a pity that Han Xing had awakened the unique lightning mage class in this life.
Coincidentally, Turban Qiaoqiao’s archery was of the wind attribute and was against Han Xing’s!
He used a lightning ball to shatter the arrows.
Not to ntion, he had dodged many fatal attacks by relying on the overpowered lightning steps skill.
One lightning ball took 2 seconds, and in 20 seconds, 10 lightning balls instantly condensed in his palm.
Turban Qiaoqiao was also dumbfounded. This mage was too ridiculous!
Han Xing had no intention of seriously injuring her. He was just forcing her to keep moving around and giving her a critical hit at the last mont.
With this, she only had 20 HP left.
At the end of the match, Han Xing won with 200 HP.
Losing the match in such a way made the Turban Qiaoqiao feel extrely aggrieved. She glared at Han Xing with hatred.
Star Rebel! She would rember this player’s na!
Han Xing touched his nose unconsciously when he saw the look in her eyes.
He had left a bad impression on her the last ti he was offline. Now, he was completely done for.
Han Xing sighed.
He clicked on his current ranking and saw that he was already in the top 100.
A few of the contestants who were ranked above him piqued his interest and he quickly sent them friend requests.
He rembered that there were a few players on the leaderboard, and they were all great God Gars from his previous life.
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