About the fact that I only have one move to clear the customs

Ning Fan looked at the person who spoke. It was a tall and thin man in a yellow robe. He was looking at Wang Chao with a smile at the moment. There were three people behind him, all in yellow robes, with playful expressions on their faces.

Wang Chao's face changed slightly, and he pulled Ning Fan to leave.

"Hey, God Wang, don't leave, how did you manage to level up so quickly, please guide us!" The tall and thin man said with a strange air.

"Yes, yes!" Another person said with a smile.

Wang Chao gritted his teeth and said to Ning Fan:

"Ignore them, let's go."

"What's the situation?" Ning Fan couldn't figure it out. He was also a yellow robe, and the highest level among them was only level ten. Why should he be afraid of this?

"This guy's skills are just right to restrain me..." Wang Chao said quickly in a low voice:

"This dog thief came more than ten days before us, and his level is higher than Li Qingjun and the others. We are not their opponents."

Ning Fan was confused, "We are all newbies, we should love each other and make progress together, why..."

"Haha, love each other, what this brother said is good, so we don't have enough honor, let's share it a bit."

As the thin and tall man said, the other three also laughed, and the practice room was full of joy.

On the other hand, the faces of Li Qingjun and Li Qingjun were full of anger and hatred. It was obvious that the three of them had been equalized by the opponent.

Nie Xiao said before that honor points are currency in the guild, and a lot of honor points are consumed in the training room. For players who join the guild, honor points have become a rigid need.

Ning Fan shook his head secretly, the competition and confrontation between people will never disappear no matter when or where.

"I just gave you honor points yesterday, are you still unreasonable?!" Wang Chao said angrily.

The tall and thin man on the opposite side laughed contemptuously:

"Weak people, don't even think about competing for the position of deacon. Obediently hand over your honor points. After three months, it's not good to be a handyman and hide in the city? When you face ghosts, they won't reason with you."

Ning Fan quietly looked at the few people in front of him, Zhang Zhe, the name of the tall and thin man, level ten.

"Voice assistant, how many points of health and defense do players at level ten generally have?"

"Every player has different encounters and different training and upgrading directions. Big data does not apply to every player."

"Everyone obediently hand over fifty honor points, otherwise don't blame me for being rude." Zhang Zhe said with a smile.

"Isn't it forbidden for players to attack each other?" Ning Fan looked at Wang Chao.

Wang Chao nodded, "Not only that, in order to allow novice players to improve their strength more actively, and also to improve the overall strength level of the guild, among the more than 200 newcomers this time and those who were eliminated last year, only the strength evaluation is selected. The top one hundred become D-level deacons.

So this kind of competition, the system and the guild are the default, no lives are required. "

The weak eat the strong, the law of the jungle.

"Is this person the strongest among them?" Ning Fan looked at Zhang Zhe and said.

"Not bad." Wang Chao nodded.

"How much is his life and defense?" Ning Fan asked again. Wang Chao was the highest level, so he could naturally see basic information such as Zhang Zhe's life defense.

Wang Chao was taken aback, and everyone in the field was taken aback. What does this guy mean?

"Your health is 300, and your defense is 20. How about..." Zhang Zhe was stunned halfway through his smile, and looked at Ning Fan like a monster, "Why do you have two thousand health? Defense is 5, The attack power is 5, so there is a reason why the health value is so high?"

"It's still a level zero, go back and watch the ad first, then go up to level one!"

"Wouldn't it be wise."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

A few people on the opposite side burst into laughter.

Ning Fan looked at Wang Chao. Wang Chao also had the expression of shocking my mother for a whole year. He wanted to ask Ning Fan why he had such a strange life value, but it was obviously not the time.

"The life value is 300, and the defense power is 20. He is right. Why are you asking this?"

Ning Fan did a simple calculation, sure in his heart, looked at Wang Chao and said:

"How much honor do you share?"

Wang Chao sighed softly and said in a low voice:

"two hundred."

Ning Fan frowned. Killing a d-level ghost was only 6 honors. More than 200 honors were probably worth killing dozens of d-level ghosts.

"Why are you still standing there, hurry up, we are still waiting for leveling!" Zhang Zhe sneered.

Li Qingjun and Ma Fan looked at each other, gritted their teeth and sighed, calling out the system to transfer money.

"Cough cough." Ning Fan coughed and said to Zhang Zhe with a smile:

"I also need some honor points in exchange for experience upgrades. Brother Zhang Zhe, can you lend me some?"

Wang Chao was shocked, he quickly pulled Ning Fan's clothes, complaining in his heart, Ning Fan has always been a cautious person, why is he so reckless today?

Zhang Zhe narrowed his eyes and said coldly to Ning Fan:

"Don't just hand over fifty, you pay one hundred."

Ning Fan raised his eyebrows, "I..."

"Two hundred, otherwise, within a month, don't even think about getting out of bed." Zhang Zhe interrupted Ning Fan with a slight hook.

Ning Fan smiled and said:

"I was just about to say, I need four hundred honor points in exchange for some experience points, you guys, will you give them together, or one hundred each?"

Ning Fan really wanted to exchange honor points for experience, [-] honor points, that's a total of [-] experience points!Pay off the loan, make a fortune, and suddenly there is hope!

Wang Chao was taken aback for a moment, and said in a low voice:

"Ning Fan, are you crazy? Why are you so cheating? You said that we are not opponents..."

Ning Fan patted his shoulder lightly, signaling not to panic.

Zhang Zhe laughed back angrily, thinking that with his outstanding talent, Zhang Zhe had galloped in the novice area for a month, and today was the first time that a zero-level novice rode on his face and pretended to be 13. It seems that this guy is very confused about the situation!

"Very good, kid. Not only do you have to hand over all your honor points today, but every time you see him in the future, you have to hand over all your honor points, otherwise I will beat you every time I see you."

"How do you want to fight?" Ning Fan became a little impatient, and there was no end to beeping about fighting for honor points.

"Let's go to the simulated arena, where you can kill people." Zhang Zhe said with a smile.

Wang Chao said in a low voice:

"Don't go, if you die in the simulated state, you will lose experience and talent points, which will have a great impact..."

Ning Fan nodded, just when Wang Chao thought he was going to refuse - "Yes."

Zhang Zhe raised his eyebrows, turned around and led the way, and they came to a ring in a short while.

This arena is similar to the Ghost Fighting Arena on the eighth floor of the guild headquarters, and there is also a golden light curtain on it.

"Hey, I told you that the papa is made of flour and the small pot is made of iron, why don't you believe it?..." Wang Chao chattered beside Ning Fan.

"Can you tell me about Zhang Zhe's skills?"

"His speed is very fast, and the speed of drawing his sword is also very fast. Unfortunately, I was subdued by one move at the time, so I didn't see it clearly..."

"Okay." Ning Fan said, let the system control, and the phantom of his body appeared on the ring.

Zhang Zhe chuckled, and the phantom of his body also entered the ring.

"Boy, you're dead!" Zhang Zhe smiled triumphantly.

"If you don't make a move, I'll make a move first?" Ning Fan said expressionlessly.

"Oh! What's the matter with letting you do it?" Zhang Zhe was extremely confident in his own strength.

"brush!!!"

With a flash of blue light, Ning Fan's phantom had already appeared behind Zhang Zhe, and a string of orange -999 numbers jumped out of Zhang Zhe's body, and the phantom disappeared on the ring with two slaps.

"It's overkill... If I knew it earlier, it wouldn't be considered harm..." Ning Fan murmured.