Chapter 31

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

At this moment, only Feng Xiaoyun was left on the Peerless Team.

As for Lin Fan’s team, he was the only one in front while the other three were watching.

Although the two teams only had one main attacker on the field, the situation was completely different. It was completely the opposite.

While Lin Fan’s team only had one person present, it was because he alone was enough. In other words, he was an army of one person.

On the other hand…

Feng Xiaoyun of the Peerless Team was different.

Two of his teammates had died and one had gone out, leaving him alone.

Moreover, even if he was an [S-Class profession: Gun God], he still could not compare to Lin Fan.

At this moment, he only had two choices. One was to immediately exit the dungeon.

This also meant that their Peerless Team had been completely wiped out in the Ultimate difficulty Troll Dungeon.

As for the other choice…

He would try his best to challenge the Troll King and kill him. He only had a split second. If he failed, it would be no different from retreating.

If he succeeded, then even though it was not enough to reverse the losses, it could at least be a balance between losses and gains. Lin Fan would be at a loss.

At least, for a powerful professional like him.

Lin Fan had pushed all the way to the last checkpoint and had taken out more than half of the boss’ HP by himself. In the end, if he did not manage to kill the boss, it would be an extremely regretful thing.

Of course, there was another possibility. If Feng Xiaoyun made a mistake, he would be killed by the Troll King.

If that happened, it would be even worse. Their team would have to pay a total of 150,000 gold coins to revive their members.

Judging from their savings, they were basically completely wiped out.

This was a huge loss for them, who were currently competing for the university Rookie List.

Without the 150,000 gold, the team’s equipment and other materials would be unable to keep up with the progress.

Naturally, they were slower than the other teams.

After all, the powerhouses did not know about them. Furthermore, S-Class professionals did not know about Feng Xiaoyun either.

After weighing the pros and cons, Feng Xiaoyun decided to take the final gamble.

He did not think that he would die.

On one hand, he was a long-range damage dealer, unlike Luo Mang and Li Ming.

On the other hand, he had learned from his teammate’s mistakes, so he would naturally be more cautious in his actions. Thirdly…

He would make his move at the final and most crucial moment, which was when Lin Fan and the Troll King were fighting to the point where the Troll King was on the brink of death!

Feng Xiaoyun believed that with his Gun God’s reaction speed, he had a very high chance of killing the Troll. Even if he was not 100% sure, he was at least 70% sure.

Compared to the skills of Lin Fan’s units.

Of course, the reason Feng Xiaoyun was not 100% confident was that Lin Fan had a lot of Undead units. There were too many of them, and even if there was a gap in the skill output of one of his summoned units, it might be filled by the output of another team member. Therefore…

Feng Xiaoyun had to find the key entry point.

“Phew…” Feng Xiaoyun was far away from the battlefield. He took a deep breath and calmed himself down so that he could make accurate judgments and kill the enemy in the next battle.

Besides, Lin Fan attacked his teammate, Luo Mang.

Luo Mang was killed.

However, Feng Xiaoyun still did not plan to attack Lin Fan.

Even though he knew that his attack would not kill Lin Fan and make him Red-named, he would not do it.

This was because he did not want Lin Fan to be wary of him.

That said…

He was wrong.

Lin Fan was Lin Fan after all.

His idea was very simple, which was to directly see through Feng Xiaoyun’s plan.

“Hey, the last one. Do you want me to force you to withdraw, or…?”

Lin Fan asked calmly.

Feng Xiaoyun snorted coldly when he heard that. Even though Lin Fan had discovered his plan, he was not flustered.

He looked in Lin Fan’s direction and asked loudly, “What’s wrong? Are you afraid of me?”

“Are you afraid that I’ll steal your kill?” Feng Xiaoyun mocked bluntly.

“I’m not afraid!”

Toward Feng Xiaoyun’s provocation, Lin Fan did not show the slightest emotional fluctuation.

“Because…”

“Abomination, Taunt!”

Just as Lin Fan’s voice faded, the [Iron Ball Abomination (Lv.19)] that had been knocked out by Han Beijia’s herb woke up.

Without saying a word, its eyes lit up, and it used the skill [Taunt] on Feng Xiaoyun.

This time, Feng Xiaoyun was completely speechless.

Furious!

Extremely furious!

Nonetheless, sometimes, he was incapable of rage!

He did his best to pour a rain of bullets on the tall fatty in front of him.

Even so, [Spiked Iron Ball Abomination (Lv. 19)] felt like it was being tickled.

Ordinary physical damage could not be easily dealt with with Feng Xiaoyun’s pistol.

Feng Xiaoyun was somewhat regretful.

Originally, he could have chosen a skill with a larger caliber.

In order to pursue the speed and integrity of his skills, he felt that this was cooler, so he did not choose anything else.

As a result, he was not dealing much damage to this Abomination.

If he went all out and used all his skills, he could still grind down the opponent’s HP.

The key problem was that the Abomination before him was not his target. His target this time was the Troll King.

He was in despair when his target was restricted by Taunt.

From the corner of his eye, he saw that the Troll King’s HP was gradually depleting. It was at a critical level, but because he was being taunted, his fingers could not pull the trigger on any unit other than Abomination.

“D*mn it, d*mn it!”

Feng Xiaoyun shouted.

His voice was loud and clear, but it was filled with a sense of defeat.

He knelt on the ground.

Suddenly, Lin Fan stopped what he was doing.

He slowly walked over.

Feng Xiaoyun felt a little puzzled.

This was because Lin Fan was about to kill the Troll King, but he had stopped. Why was that?

‘He’s not…

‘Letting me take the kill, right?’

A funny thought flashed across Feng Xiaoyun’s mind.

He shook his head, feeling that it was impossible.

Lin Fan walked to his side and suddenly said, “It’s okay. I’ll wait for you.”

Feng Xiaoyun was very confused by those words.

What did he mean by ‘wait for him’?

What was Lin Fan waiting for him for?

In theory, they were not friends, but enemies.

“I want to see your ultimate move.”

Lin Fan said calmly.

“What if it can cause great damage to my Abomination? Would it not be a pity not to take a look?”

He looked down at the time on his watch.

“There’s still one minute left anyway.”

Feng Xiaoyun broke down when he heard this.

He fell to the ground.