F*ck! What the F*ck!

A string of red numbers appeared above Lu Chen's head. Everyone was shocked!

Did Lu Chen's HP not be reduced by 10,000?

How was Lu Chen safe and sound?

What was going on?

The game had only been online for less than a month, and the average player's HP should be at most a few thousand points. Yet, Lu Chen already had more than 10,000 HP?

Moreover, his opponent's attack power was as high as 100,000 points!

Yet, it was directly reduced to 90% by Lu Chen?

Was this not a little too abnormal?

"F*ck, that Morning Mist dude really knows how to put on a good show!"

"Woah, who knows how many golden titles Morning Mist has!"

"That was ridiculous, Shield God, Sword God, Blade God, how can such a person be allowed to have this many titles!"

"Oh my gosh, that dude is absolutely insane!"

"Is Morning Mist really that powerful?"

"Yeah of course he is, but who is the little girl beside him?"