After warming up for a while, mastering the limits of this body, and experimenting with the sight color and the armed color.

Garp had an idea.

"Both the knowledge color and the armed color are suppressed by other energies. Although they can be used, the consumption is too great and the gain is not worth the loss."

After learning more about the characters in the game, Garp looked at the virtual panel on his wrist.

The simple and clear system style makes it easy for a novice like Karp to understand it at a glance.

Click on it, and the small blue and red dots indicate the positions of your own and the enemy's troops. The generals are distinguished by the shape of a trapezoid.

"So we're going to defeat him? Doesn't it look a bit far away?" Garp muttered to himself as he looked at the crimson mark on the other side of his map as he geared up.

Some of the surrounding soldiers looked at each other in disbelief at the man standing in a daze on the battlefield.

After a while, Garp still didn't turn to look at them. The shame caused by this naked ignorance was tormenting in the hearts of every soldier.

Finally one of the yellow scarf thieves couldn't stand it anymore. Taking him as a signal, other soldiers began to surround him.

"Ho! Kill this fool!"

"Kill!"

"Kill this blind guy."

Garp, who was still fiddling with the system, felt the approaching murderous intent. He immediately changed his hands, spread his legs, and took a posture, staring at the menacing enemy with his eyes.

"Huh? How dare you take the lead in attacking? Boys, it seems your lives are over here!"

As Garp's hand changed, the system panel on his wrist sensed Garp's change and automatically contracted.

As a veteran with outstanding strength, when it comes to enemies, even if their strength is not worth mentioning to him, he will still show his best to greet them.

This is a kind of respect for their lives that are about to be lost.

The feeling of punching to the flesh, the feeling of satisfaction after every punch.

These hearty battles have not been experienced for many years since Garp became lieutenant general.

A Yellow Turban thief leader can even get into a fight with Garp in two or three moves.

You come and go, it seems interesting.

Bang!

Another yellow turban thief flew out.

In the distance, a guy who looked like an ancient general riding a big horse couldn't stand it anymore and rushed over with a big knife.

"what!"

Bang!

Garp dodged sideways, and the blade hit the ground directly, causing a strong wind and leaving a long trace on the ground.

He clenched his iron fists tightly, lowered his stance, and concentrated all his strength on his fists.

Ow-!

The big horse was in pain, and the man on the horse had no time to react and was thrown out in a hurry.

"Humph, another guy who overestimates his abilities."

Garp stared at the general who was thrown away and said arrogantly.

Boom!

Boom!

Just when Garp was about to turn around and leave, a vague figure stood up slowly among the ruins.

Garp stopped and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Oh, you're pretty good at it, kid."

The dust dispersed, and a vague figure slowly appeared.

"Bah, it's my fault. Guys with bigger butts still call me kid. Go home and drink milk. Pretty boy!"

Zhang Mancheng spit on the ground, rubbed the ground with his feet, touched the blood from the corner of his mouth, then held the sword again, found the position that suits him best, tightened his hands, exerted force on his legs and feet, and once again moved toward the card Pu rushed over.

Garp touched his face and felt the delicate skin, and then he realized that he was now taking on the role of Zhao Yun.

In an instant, even the look towards Zhang Mancheng became much softer.

This guy has great vision!

I think back then my old Mengqi was also a well-known handsome young man from all over the country!

This time, pretty boy...I, Garp, recognize it!

Zhang Mancheng didn't understand why the man opposite smiled so obscenely. He could only sigh at the correctness of the great virtuous teacher. Even such a pretty boy could smile like this. No wonder those scholars were said to be a bunch of losers.

Shaking his head, Zhang Mancheng looked at the handsome white face. The sword in his hand was even more powerful, and he was wielding it with a mighty force.

Garp didn't seem to feel the slightest pressure. Instead, he smiled, and even the kung fu on his hands softened a lot. The beating made Zhang Mancheng feel very aggrieved.

Time flies, there is bloodshed inside the game, and calm outside the game.

At this time, Skobi outside was tidying up the room, making a pot of tea and preparing some snacks, preparing to experience the most comfortable service when Mr. Karp came out.

Just as Skobi was placing snacks on her small fingers, Garp opened the door of the game warehouse depressedly.

boom--!

Garp slowly stood up from inside, with a dejected look on his face.

Scobie immediately went up to him and asked doubtfully: "Mr. Karp, why did you come out so soon?"

Garp said with some embarrassment: "Ahem, your game is a bit unreasonable, isn't it?"

Scoby was stunned.

"Mr. Karp, is there anything you think is bad about it?"

Garp said: "I was having fun in the game just now, and suddenly the game prompted me that I had lost. Do you think this is your problem?"

Skobi was secretly surprised when she heard Garp's feedback.

If, according to Karp, the player's defeat automatically pops up inside the game, then it is indeed the game company's problem.

However, Skobi still believed in the strength of Penguin, and bugs like this that should have been discovered internally during testing should not appear in the genuine product.

Skobi wondered secretly whether she should report this matter to her superiors.

Suddenly Skobi glanced out of the corner of her eye and looked at Lieutenant General Garp's hands called Iron Fist. An idea flashed in her mind and she asked: "Mr. Garp, what did you use to fight? It was the in-game character. Bring your own weapons?"

Upon hearing this, Garp didn't know why, and replied honestly: "No, it's not. I'm more accustomed to using both fists, so I put the weapons aside."

Scobie spoke firmly and hit the nail on the head: "That's the problem, Mr. Karp!"

"Huh?" Garp was stunned.

"Lieutenant General Garp, the "Dynasty Warriors" series was born to allow players to better understand the characters in the game. Although it is also allowed to use both hands in the game, it is only the system's default when the weapon is taken away. Emergency situations."

Skobi looked at Garp's confused eyes and continued: "In other words, if you keep using fists to fight, when colliding with the opponent's weapon, the system will default to the player being injured, which means that your blood The bars will slowly decrease.”

"But my fist didn't bleed!" Garp retorted.

"This is because the game has deliberately weakened most of the pain in order to take care of other players, so you will have the illusion that your Iron Fist still exists."

Uh

That's it.

Garp looked down at the game warehouse in confusion.

Even the senses can be deceived, what a magical power.

As one of the world's top players, Garp is keenly aware of the threat that this ability brings when a person possesses it.

Garp looked down at his hands full of life, and then looked back at the game warehouse.

After listening to Skobi's explanation, Garp shook his head to show that he understood.

Although it's a bit awkward not being able to use both fists, what people say makes sense. If you don't use the strange weapons that come with the game characters, how can you better appreciate the charm of each character in the story.

Garp gritted his teeth and sat back down again.

A real man should face difficulties head on!

There are only a few words in Monkey D. Garp's dictionary!

give up

It will never appear in his dictionary!

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