PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds: Heroes of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 269 Encountered Lore
Who would have thought that both cups would be highly poisonous, no matter what choice he made, it would be doomed in the end.

The old man of fate simply smiled, "Challenger, what fate choice are you about to make?"

Yuan Tan put down the tea on the right.

The gambler's white scarf around his neck is fluttering in the wind at an altitude of more than 2000 meters.

And the black windbreaker on his shoulders made a grinning sound in the wind.

Yuan Tan looked into the distance, and said indifferently: "Someone once said that dreams are horses in the distance."

Looking at the old man of fate, "And everything here is just a dream."

The old man of fate frowned, it's useless to pretend you are now, you will never pass my level.

"The challenger, please make a choice as soon as possible." The old man of fate was angered by Yuan Tan's arrogance and calmness, and looked at the tall figure in front of him.

Cang Lang.

Yuan Tan drew out his great titanium alloy sword.

When he turned around, he pierced into the chest of the old man of fate.

The old man of fate suddenly widened his eyes, but there was no fear, but he exuded a look of relief.

The old man of fate looked at Yuan Tan in awe. He was a man of firm belief.

After all, ordinary people would only follow the established rules and arrangements, so no matter what choice they make, their fate is already doomed.

And like the young man in front of him, he will not let others arrange his own destiny.

"I waited for 50 years, and I finally got my destiny. It is my lifelong ideal to send a person of the level of a holy cherry warrior to the top of the holy mountain."

"However, if you want to pass, you still need to tell me the reason for killing me."

Yuan Tan looked over and said with a sneer, "These two cups of tea are highly poisonous, and now, this is your fate."

"How do you know?" This is the only doubt that the old man of fate has.

"Because I have never lost in gambling." The white scarf of the gambler and the black cloak of the god of gamblers flew up on him.

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The top of Mount Fuji.

The huge crater, with thick white smoke, makes this place so mysterious and sacred.

It makes people feel as if they have come to a place leading to heaven.

Inside the white smoke.

Eight old men sat cross-legged.

When they saw a tall figure coming here in the afterglow of the setting sun, all eight of them were moved.

It has been more than 400 years since the previous generation of Saint Cherry Blossom Samurai died, no outsiders have been here.

These eight old men are called Eight Araratura Sakura Warriors.

Bahuang is also called Bafang.

They are named after the eight directions of east, west, south, and north, and they mean sweeping the eight wastelands.

The white smoke was too thick, with a choking smell of sulfur, covering [-]% to [-]% of the mountain top.

So when Yuan Tan came here, he didn't see the eight old men in the smoke.

"Is anyone home?" Yuan Tan tried to shout and asked.

In the white mist, the tiger bodies of the eight figures trembled.

An old man stood up and said calmly, "Then, let me end his life."

From the looks of everyone, it was the Sakura Warrior representing the northwest of the Wa Kingdom.

So, as the seven old men closed their eyes...

Yuan Tan saw an old man walking out of the white mist, holding the handle of the knife at his waist, and came in front of him casually.

Yuan Tan looked at the old man. This old man actually had a force value of 97, which was 7 points higher than his own.

"Defeat me, or die." Northwest Sakura Warrior said calmly, then raised his katana with both hands, and the sharp knife came out of its sheath amidst sharp rubbing sounds.

Finally came the time of the First World War. Facing such a powerful man, Yuan Tan did not dare to neglect, and drew out his great titanium alloy sword.

"My sword is called Chidori Kitoru! It is Sakura Samurai's first sword!" said the old man proudly.

Fuck, pretend to be aggressive at the beginning?
Yuan Tan looked over with admiring eyes, and the old man was even more proud.

"Oh? Coincidentally, the name of my sword is Zhan Yinghua Wushuang Sword." Yuan Tan said lightly.

"What?" Samurai Sakura of the Northwest stared wide-eyed, and immediately lost all composure, thinking that you little bastard is too shameless, right?Oh, we are Sakura Samurai, you can give your own sword a sword that cuts Sakura!
In the white mist, the other seven old men had opened their eyes, looking angrily at Yuan Tan outside.

Yuan Tan spread out his hands to indicate his innocence. When he first chose this name, he really didn't know that there were Sakura Warriors and Holy Sakura Warriors.It seems that this is the arrangement of fate.

The Northwest Cherry Blossom Warrior keenly seized Yuan Tan's opportunity to open his door, "Eat my knife, and thousands of birds will fly across!"

Immediately, the old man leaped and rolled, and the sword in his hand brought waves of air and slashed towards Yuan Tan.

Although Yuan Tan was facing an old man who could apply for a senior card for a shampoo room, he was merciless. He raised his big sword upwards, "sword swing!"

The Northwest Cherry Blossom Warrior didn't expect Yuan Tan to have a special move for breaking knives, so he felt his hand slip, and his famous knife, the thousand-year-old ghost, flew away.

The Northwest Cherry Blossom Warrior was dumbfounded at the time. You must know that his condescending move all depended on his famous sword.

If there is no knife, it will be suppressed by the flesh.

But he has a big sword in his hand.

Seeing this, Yuan Tan took a step back, followed by facing the pressing Northwest Sakura Samurai, which was a standard hand movement for shooting a three-pointer.

stab~
The big sword in his hand was chopped into two pieces by someone else.

"It's...it's...this...this...." The Northwest Cherry Blossom Warrior died unwillingly.

Yuan Tan clattered his great sword back into its sheath, "I thought the last pass was the hardest, but unexpectedly it was the easiest."

The voice did not fall.

A group roared, and seven old men rushed out of the white mist, all of them looked at themselves fiercely, "Huaxia people are going to be rampant!"

What the hell!

Yuan Tan was terrified, MMP, there are still seven of them!
Seven old men, like seven dwarfs, surrounded Princess Blizzard.

After all, the tallest of the seven old men is only 6 meters, and Yuan Tan's 1.9-meter tall one shows the charm of a dwarf.

The seven old men are shocked now. Although the Northwest Sakura Warrior is not the most powerful here, he is also ranked second. He didn't expect that he would be given a second by a knife.

A person can be awesome, but how can he be so awesome?

How did he do it at such a young age?
It only took them a third of a second to make a decisive decision, and the seven of them shot together to kill the Huaxia man.

Although this violates the rules, after all, it is impossible for the Holy Cherry Blossom Warrior to defeat the seven of them, but now...

Yuan Tan looked at the seven old men, the lowest strength was 87, and the highest strength was 98.It seems that every country is not to be underestimated, there are crouching tigers and hidden dragons.

Since the seven people had already violated the rules by shooting together, none of the seven people said anything, they only hoped to kill Yuan Tan immediately.

So, the seven people stood in their respective positions.

"The Big Dipper Array?" Yuan Tan was startled.

What seven-star array?

The hearts of the seven old men were moved, originally they belonged to the Eight Desolation Formation, but one of them died.It seems that it can be called the Big Dipper Array in the future, which is quite domineering.

"That's right, this is the Big Dipper formation, Chinese people, please die. You can die on our holy mountain, after all, it will be recorded in the annals of history!"

Immediately, seven samurai swords were drawn out of their sheaths, beheading him from all directions.

"Swing the sword!"

"I swing!"

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang...

That is, ten seconds later, although Yuan Tan did not suffer a fatal blow, his whole body had been cut at least 20 times, and his clothes were stained red with blood.

Yuan Tan's liver and gallbladder are torn at this moment, it is really not something a person can play by himself.

The seven old men were even more shocked at this moment. They never expected Yuan Tan's moves to be so exquisite, which he had only seen in his life.If it was a person, he would definitely not be able to handle him.But it is different if seven people add up, and the seven people have been together for decades, and the cooperation is unparalleled.

If this person is so powerful, he is the mortal enemy of the Japanese country!

Kill it forever!
The seven of them were fully mobilized.

next second.

Yuan Tan was sent flying, and in mid-air, he saw seven old men like maggots on the tarsus bones, and the sharp knife curtain came in front of him.

"My life is over!"

(End of this chapter)