The Blueberry Squad seemed to have given up on this battle… Forget about the fact that they started the battle with only five people. They even let the player with the weakest job wander around blindly. Maybe they started panicking and didn't have a concrete plan to fight.

Very soon, Hoeing Millet walked over to Wang Yu in his Stealth mode…

Logically speaking, a qualified Assassin's initial attack would involve him going to the back of the enemy before striking. This fella, Hoeing Millet, was actually planning to attack Wang Yu from the front. Evidently, Hoeing Millet was extremely confident of his own strength.

On second thought, this didn't seem too illogical. The Husband and Wife Squad might only be considered as a second tier professional squad. Even so, any squad good enough to be called professional would naturally be filled with experts. Experts like that had no need to ambush a group of fake newbies from the back.

Of course, Hoeing Millet knew that this person wasn't a low-level Pugilist. However, why would it matter? Regardless of how high the person's level was, he would be equally as helpless once the Assassin managed to strike first.

"Where did Yellow River and Seaward Flows go?" Just as Hoeing Millet reached the front of Wang Yu, he heard Wang Yu asked something absurd.

Hoeing Millet's heart sunk. Can he see me? At the thought of this, Hoeing Millet hurried to look at his own state. After realising that he was still in Stealth mode, his heart finally calmed down. So this Pugilist was only talking to himself… I should hurry up and finish him off before looking for the next one.

Hoeing Millet wielded his dagger as he aimed towards Wang Yu's chest.

Just as Hoeing Millet's dagger was struck towards Wang Yu, Wang Yu extended his right hand abruptly. He caught hold of Hoeing Millet's wrist as he flung it in the opposite direction. Hoeing Millet's grip of the dagger loosened up unknowingly as the dagger dropped out of Hoeing's Millet hand. Wang Yu let go of Hoeing Millet as he casually picked up the dagger. In a matter of a few seconds, the tip of the dagger was already on Hoeing Millet's throat.

Before Hoeing Millet could realise what was happening, the dagger he used to attack Wang Yu was on pointing at his own throat.

"This, what is happening? This isn't what I'm expecting… He is clearly supposed to die…"

Hoeing Millet was incomparably shocked. He appeared as though he had just witnessed a docile rabbit swallowing an entire wolf. It was shocking and unbelievable.

"I'm asking you a question. Where did Yellow River and Seaward Flows go?" Wang Yu repeated his question.

"They… I… I have no idea where they are…" Just as Hoeing Millet wanted to reply, he instantly remembered that this fella in front of him was their enemy. Therefore, he changed his answer at the very last minute.

In this game, threatening someone's life to betray teammates wouldn't work.

After all, their lives in this game weren't worth anything. Dying was part of the game. It would be more than ethics problem if someone betrayed his teammates for just 10% of his experience points.

"Oh, I got it…" Wang Yu wasn't planning to force him to say anything. He simply nodded as he prepared to kill Hoeing Millet.

"Hold on…"

At this moment, Hoeing Millet called out.

"What? Now you want to tell me?" A curious Wang Yu asked.

"Er, can you return me my dagger? I can buy it from you with money…" Hoeing Millet's heart was in pain as he asked.

The dagger which Wang Yu snatched from him was a Level 20 silver dagger. It was a peak grade weapon with a fatal effect. Usually, Hoeing Millet would never do anything as embarrassing as asking his enemy to sell him his weapon. However, this dagger was simply too important to Hoeing Millet. Therefore, he had no choice but to ask this at the crucial moment.

"?" Wang Yu looked lost. He glanced at the dagger in his hand before handing it to Hoeing Millet. At the same time, Wang Yu sent him a slap which ended his life.

"..." Hoeing Millet, who was transferred out of the map, was shocked when he finally came to a realisation. The person who killed him was actually the legendary Iron Bull. What was more unbelievable was that he actually managed to get his precious dagger back just like that.

"How much can this broken weapon even fetch?" After Wang Yu killed Hoeing Millet, he said something which almost everyone couldn't believe.

This fella had clearly seen too many peak grade equipment before. He actually held no regard for a silver equipment. Now that Dungeon Quests were available, there were fixed places where pieces of equipment were produced. However, silver grade equipment was still only common among the high-end players.

In hell tier dungeon quests, the BOSS would never release any non-gold grade equipment. However, in the eyes of ordinary players, gold grade equipment was still an existence of the legends. Not everyone was capable of grinding the hell tier on a regular basis or even once. Moreover, even the hell tier dungeons would reward more significantly only to the ones who completed it first.

Just as The Talking Elbow found a place to hide, he received the news of Wang Yu killing Hoeing Millet. He couldn't help but shiver slightly in shock. He thought to himself, seems like this level 28 Pugilist is indeed capable. To think that he could actually kill an Assassin by himself…

When the Husband and Wife Squad received the same news, they started to panic.

"F*ck. Hoeing Millet, what happen to you? How did you end up getting slaughtered?" Mid-Day was extremely dissatisfied with his good-for-nothing partner.

"Didn't you see the ID of that Pugilist?" Hoeing Millet replied in a depressing tone.

The Iron Bull ID was a name that kept ringing in the ears of many players ever since this game started. Afterwards, there were also rumours saying that he was the number one expert in the country… Most high-end gamers snort disdainfully at someone being addressed as 'the number one expert of the country'. However, a person must be unquestionably strong for him to tower mightily under such fame and pressure. Therefore, it wasn't shameful in any way to be defeated by an expert like that.

"Iron Bull!" The members of the Husband and Wife Squad only just realised who this Pugilist who killed Hoeing Millet was.

Mid-Day was unwilling to forgive his partner as he replied, "So what if he is Iron Bull? He is a Pugilist and you are an Assassin. With such superior advantage in terms of your jobs, it is truly embarrassing that you lost to him…"

"Tsk… Whatever you say. In any case, that Pugilist is incredibly peculiar. Everyone, please watch out for him."

As a high-end gamer, Hoeing Millet naturally knew the vast difference in strength of a Pugilist and an Assassin. Therefore, he realised that no matter how he tried to explain, he wouldn't be able to convince his teammates. He would rather save the effort of explaining to them.

Mid-Day grunted, "Argh! I just don't believe a Pugilist can become so exceedingly strong. If I see him, I will make sure to turn that Iron Bull into a dead bull!"

"You… Forget it…" The group of them shook their heads. If a player of any other jobs said something like that, others might still find it understandable. However, a support player like Mid-Day, who was merely a Priest with no offensive capabilities, actually dared to say something like that.

"What? Is everyone looking down on me?" Looking at how his teammates didn't believe him, Mid-Day flew into a rage, "Later when we see him, nobody is to move. All of you shall watch how I kill this Iron Bull by myself!"

"Who wants to kill me?"

Just as Mid-Day finished his sentence, a man appeared from the corner of a building. He looked doubtfully at the Husband and Wife Squad as he asked that question. Who else could this person be if not Wang Yu?

"F*ck! Who are you?"

The members of the Husband and Wife Squad saw Wang Yu popped out of nowhere and was incomparably shocked. They jumped up as they got into their fighting stances.

"I am Iron Bull! Where are Yellow River and Seaward Flows?" Wang Yu questioned.

"Iron Bull?!"

Everyone was dumbfounded as they subconsciously took a few steps back. Soon after, they started to survey the area.