681 Eighth Slash

At the Guanlin Temple in a small city in Shandong located at the foot of Mount Tai were a few players with low qi realms. They had pale and sickly faces while sitting with gloomy expressions. 

"This is bad."

"Our abilities will be reduced by 20% for the next month. Our speed when we train will also be decreased. By the looks of it, we can only go and kill mountain bandits at low-end forts."

"Boss, didn't you say that you wanted to become the strongest player in the world?"

One of the players looked at the man gritting his teeth with a derisive expression. "I heard that the two strongest players in the current game are fighting at Mount Tai, and they have never died like us."

"Shut up!"