PFC Chapter 12374
Chapter 12374
Chapter 12374
How incredibly powerful must the people in that world be?
After all, Tianjun has a long history, and there are many brilliant figures in its history. Some people have used them as prototypes for characters and put them into various character tracks.
In terms of results, at most, one can accumulate some achievement points, but there are very few cases where this can end the race.
The near-zero success rate of that person is worlds apart from the 100% success rate of the person in front of you.
The only explanation Li Tianguo could think of was that there was a fundamental difference between the two worlds.
If he knew about the state of the secular world, he would definitely question the meaning of life on the spot.
The sand table evolution is still ongoing.
"He lifted a tripod and carried a city, astonishing the world! The young man, with double pupils in his eyes, looked down upon the former nobles of the six kingdoms as if they were ants!"
"In Kuaiji Commandery, swords flash and banners shatter! Eight thousand Jiangdong warriors follow him to cleave through the iron curtain of the tyrannical Qin!"
Seeing this, Li Tianguo was completely certain: "There's no mistake! It happened after Qin Shi Huang!"
This feeling is akin to watching an exceptionally high-quality drama, feeling unsatisfied after finishing it, only to suddenly discover there's a sequel.
Li Tianguo was immediately overjoyed.
Zhao Ning, standing beside him, looked completely bewildered: "What are you doing?"
Li Tianguo stared intently at the sand table: "This is going to be good!"
Zhao Ning was puzzled, but she always trusted Li Tianguo's judgment, so she immediately became interested.
"Do you think this guy can kill Xiang Tianchong?"
Li Tianguo said in a low voice, "If it's the one I guessed, Xiang Tianlong is probably going to be disappointed this time."
Zhao Ning immediately brought over a stool and began to enjoy eating sunflower seeds.
"Crossing the Zhang River, sinking boats and burning tents! Thirty thousand Chu soldiers broke their cauldrons, their fierce spirits burning brightly in the face of death!"
"Nine times he charged in and out of Julu! The feudal lords crawled on their knees at the gate, and in this battle, he earned the name of the Overlord!"
At first, everyone just found it somewhat interesting, but now they all felt their scalps tingle and their blood boil.
"What a brilliant act of 'burning the boats'! What a shrewd King Xiang Yu!"
The one leading the cheers was none other than Xiang Tianlong himself.
Heroes cherish heroes, and Xiang Tianlong considered himself a hero, looking at this overlord in the arena as if he were looking at himself.
For a moment, he even felt that the protagonist he had created was far inferior and not worth mentioning at all.
"Two hundred thousand soldiers were buried alive in Xin'an! Cold eyes and sharp blades slay all the surrendered soldiers, leaving mountains of corpses on the road to hegemony!"
"At the Feast at Hongmen, the sword's aura pierced the sky! Fan Zeng, his jade-like body shattered, harbored deep resentment; even if a tiger were to return to the mountain, he would not deign to do so!"
"The Epang Palace burned fiercely for three months! The scorched earth buried the Qin dynasty, and from the ashes, a new tripod was cast!"
"He divided the land and enfeoffed nineteen kings! He proclaimed himself the Hegemon-King of Western Chu, and held all power in the world in one hand!"
Each and every incident left the onlookers speechless with astonishment.
Judging from his actions alone, the Western Chu overlord depicted in the sand table is not a positive character as commonly perceived.
Many of his actions can be described as cruel and violent, or as arrogant and brainless.
But it was precisely this complex character that made everyone present unconsciously yearn for him, a feeling akin to knowingly accepting poison as a poison.
This Hegemon of Western Chu exuded a strong masculine hormone from every cell and pore of his body.
Its charm is so great that women can't resist it, and men can't resist it either!
At this moment, someone finally realized belatedly: "Our achievement points have exceeded sixty!"
In less than half an hour, the achievement points exceeded sixty. No matter which track you're on, that's rocket speed.
However, everyone's first reaction was: "Only sixty points?"
Sixty achievement points are already a lot, but when placed on this Hegemon of Western Chu, everyone felt it was unworthy.
The dominant force on the field did not stop.
"In the Battle of Pengcheng, 30,000 defeated 560,000! Iron cavalry trampled Liu Bang's ribs, and the Sui River was blocked by corpses!"
"An arrow pointed at the King of Han from Guangwu Ravine! One arrow pierces his chest and tears through his armor, laughing and cursing, 'Does this commoner dare to risk his life?'"
Achievement points jumped straight to eighty.
Everyone was completely absorbed in the shock.
Li Tianguo murmured, "Liu Bang was a hero of his time, and Han Xin was an unparalleled general. What kind of era was that?"
Zhao Ning, his face flushed with excitement, exclaimed, "This is the kind of weight that should be placed on the side of the Hegemon-King of Western Chu!"
On the other side, Xiang Tianlong visibly tensed up.
He was indeed attracted to the Overlord, just like everyone else, but the prize for finishing the race was at stake, so he couldn't help but be nervous.
As a scion of a second-rate aristocratic family, the final reward of such a top-tier, highly competitive track is still of great importance to him.
He can't afford to lose!
Judging from this situation, if his character were to actually fight the Overlord in the sandbox, no matter how you look at it, there would only be one word: death. There would be absolutely no suspense!
However, Xiang Tianlong quickly forced himself to calm down.
He still has a chance.
This isn't just self-deception. If it were simply a sand table duel, his character would indeed have no chance. But if we take off-field factors into account, then it's a different story.
As a prominent second-tier aristocratic family, the Xiang family naturally had access to some loopholes in the competition.
One of them is to take someone else's place.
As the name suggests, he can pull himself into the sandbox and replace his own character in the game. At the same time, the opponent will also be forcibly pulled into the sandbox.
In this way, the sandbox game will become a direct confrontation between him and his opponent, especially since this is the fierce general track, where there has always only been one type of game.
Battle on the battlefield.
In this regard, Xiang Tianlong was absolutely confident that he would never lose to any of his peers, and even the most formidable veterans might not be able to gain the upper hand in front of him.
As for the unknown Xiang Yu, he was even less likely to be his match!
As the saying goes, "true masters are often found among ordinary people" is a joke, especially for pure martial artists like them.
When you truly reach that level, you can't hide it anymore.
Xiang Tianlong mentally prepared himself, ready to enter the final stage of the race at any time.
"The Honggou Alliance is torn apart! An ambush from all sides comes with earth-shattering force, and the lonely moon shines coldly amidst the Chu songs!"
With a single move, he ambushed from all sides, pushing his achievement points to eighty-nine, while also making everyone outside the arena hold their breath in suspense.
Everyone couldn't help but have a bad feeling.
However, they soon realized that the end of the race was about to be triggered, and no matter how aggressive Liu Bang and Han Xin were in the game, it would basically end there.
Xiang Tianlong walked directly towards the track entrance.
He can't wait to win the final game!
"At Gaixia, I bid farewell to my beloved concubine, singing a mournful song! My strength could uproot mountains, my spirit could cover the world, but a hero's end is near, and the heavens seem to crumble!"
"Twenty-eight riders swept through the setting sun! The Han army was routed three times in the swift battle at Dongcheng; even death feared the Overlord's Halberd!"
"Sword drawn, I laugh at the heavens by the Wujiang River! Heaven has forsaken me, not for my war crimes! My head is given to my old friend, my soul returns to Jiangdong!"
There was dead silence.
Zhao Ning's eyes were red and she murmured, speechless: "The Overlord is dead just like that?"
Everyone looked on incredulously.