065 The Wretched Endless Honor!

Having won the arena match, the handsome undercover operative struck a V-shaped victory pose, a habit he always practiced after a successful assassination. Having just defeated the renowned professional player Endless Honor, it was only natural to pose. His victory over Endless Honor was primarily due to the purple dagger in his hand. Endless Honor did not yet possess a purple weapon, though his entire body was clad in gold-tier equipment. By comparison, Chen Feng was far inferior; if not for this pair of daggers, he could never have fought so fluidly.

"Two losses in a row. Let's see if you still dare to try and snatch beauties away from me!" Chen Feng walked forward, routinely collecting the 50,000 gold coins.

To Chen Feng's surprise, arrogant though Endless Honor was, he still had some integrity and actually handed over the 50,000 gold coins. It seemed this guy, like himself, carried hundreds of thousands of gold coins and belonged to the tycoon tier. "Let's keep fighting!"

"You love sending money my way, so I have no reason not to accept!" Chen Feng turned around, pointed at Monk, and said, "Which tier-four player is up? Go have a match with Honor Brother. If you win, the 1万 gold coins split remains the same."

"As the boss of tier four, of course I'll go!" Monk was a guy who only recognized money and not people. Now that a single match could earn him 10,000 gold coins, he was naturally eager.

Relying on his familiarity with Chen Feng, Monk leaped up before Chen Feng could even confirm. Chen Feng couldn't be bothered to care, waving his hand for him to start the match while he stepped down to the lower area.

"Take this 10,000 gold coins to buy snacks!" Chen Feng tossed a pouch labeled with 10,000 gold coins to the handsome undercover agent.

Extremely flustered as he caught the money pouch, the handsome undercover agent was somewhat overwhelmed by the favor. Fighting for his life in the assassination organization and performing daily assassination missions only netted him a few dozen gold coins at most. Chen Feng had suddenly given him 10,000 gold coins, instantly making him a fortune that far surpassed killing hundreds of people. "Brother Chen Feng, you gave me the equipment, you gave me the skills, and you lent me the daggers. It doesn't feel right taking your money!"

"If I tell you to take it, then take it. I take 40,000 gold coins and you take 10,000; do you still think I'm running at a loss? If you don't want it, take it back as team funds." Chen Feng felt this undercover agent was a bit of an idiot. He had taken 40,000 gold coins without doing anything, yet gave him 10,000 and the guy thought it was too much. Chen Feng was certain that if Monk won this match, he would definitely try to extort even more gold coins from him.

"I'll take it, I'll take it..." Prompted by Chen Feng, the handsome undercover agent felt he had no choice but to accept. As for the purple dagger set, the handsome undercover agent still returned it to Chen Feng.

The others were simply green with envy and jealousy. Earning 10,000 gold coins so effortlessly made them desperate to step up themselves. At the same time, they felt that Endless Honor, this fat sheep, was truly beyond stupid to be handing over gold coins like this.

Wang Xiaodie found it hard to imagine when she saw Chen Feng effortlessly raking in 80,000 gold coins. Even a professional gold-farming guild couldn't scrape together that much in a month, yet Chen Feng had pulled it off with ease, and there would be more to come.

"Beauty, you're the real MVP. Come sit down!" Seeing Wang Xiaodie looking at him, Chen Feng got up and invited her to take his seat.

"You've got the brains, you sit here! I wonder, if I helped you make money this time, will you cut me in for a share?" Wang Xiaodie felt it was better to keep her distance from Chen Feng. This guy was extremely clever, and who knows, she might actually end up being conquered by him one day.

Chen Feng hadn't expected Wang Xiaodie to ask for a cut of the money. It was true that without her honey trap, they wouldn't have made any money this time. "5,000 gold coins per win. For now, you've earned 10,000 gold coins, and you still owe me 150,000 gold coins."

"Can you pay me in cash? I'm short on gold coins for quests lately!" Wang Xiaodie didn't have many gold coins left right now, but repayment was still a month away, so she wasn't in a hurry.

Seeing that Wang Xiaodie's quests seemed to require a fair bit of money, Chen Feng smiled and said, "Beauty, it's not that I won't give you cash, but you should know that if you can't pay me back when the time comes, you'll have to..."

"You'll just make me sleep in your bed, right?" Wang Xiaodie whispered in response.

"I love it! I just love how straightforward you are about telling me your wishes! Though I think you'll realize that very soon." Chen Feng handed a pouch containing 10,000 gold coins to Wang Xiaodie.

Just seeing Wang Xiaodie's silhouette from behind—her slender waist and upturned hips—was enough to spark primal fantasies, to say nothing of her gorgeous face and her F-cup chest. Seeing Chen Feng chatting so happily with Wang Xiaodie, the others were consumed with envy, but none dared to step forward and chat her up. The Outlaws team was not to be messed with; offending them meant hard times even for major guilds.

Seeing Monk fighting so fiercely up above, Yin walked over and said, "Chen Feng, I'm a bit short on cash lately. Let me disguise myself as a tier-five member for the next round..."

Winning 50,000 gold coins a match—who wouldn't want a piece of such a falling pie? Yin felt he was tough enough. He was chronically too poor to buy potions, so such a great opportunity to win 10,000 gold coins was naturally too good to pass up. With 10,000 gold coins, he could accomplish a lot of things.

"Yin, you're a tier-one member, right? There's no need to lower your status like that, is there?" Chen Feng was still considering who to send up next. He felt the others wouldn't quite cut it; a high-level player like Endless Honor who could transform into a Death Knight was an absolute powerhouse among powerhouses, not someone you could just send anyone up to beat.

"A single penny can stump a hero. My brain isn't as good as yours, so if I can't make money, I can only do odd jobs!" Yin was well aware that his brain wasn't sharp; otherwise, given his class and skills, he wouldn't have been short on money for a long time. In this team, he was essentially doing grunt work. Besides, he was currently trying to save up platinum coins and had zero cash to spare.

"Fine, fine. You can go up next. Just remember to maintain your image and don't let Endless Honor figure it out." Chen Feng knew that if Yin went up, he would definitely win, meaning the fourth match's earnings were safely in the bag.

Monk was performing brilliantly up above. Players worldwide had always written off the Monk class, but seeing Monk fight with such fierce intensity, resembling a Shaolin master, gave everyone a whole new perspective. Monk could deal damage, absorb hits, and heal himself, making him comparable to a Paladin like Endless Honor. Monk's strikes definitely wouldn't lag far behind. Besides, having lost two matches in a row, Endless Honor's state was failing, especially his mentality, which had become somewhat eager for quick success. He completely lost his previous rhythm during the fight and was frequently caught by Monk in his weak spots for ferocious counterattacks.

If Monk had fought the first match, he certainly wouldn't have been a match for Endless Honor. But now, Endless Honor completely lacked the mindset of a professional player, so this match simply came down to who had better luck. Monk's gear wasn't bad either, and he was considered an eccentric talent in his own right; Endless Honor feared encountering such unpredictable opponents the most. If Endless Honor had been familiar with Monk's combat style or had fought him a few times before, Monk would have had zero chance of winning against him. Monk's advantage right now was that Endless Honor was unfamiliar with the Monk's moves and execution style, while simultaneously lacking in stamina.

After three consecutive combo sequences by Monk, Endless Honor became slightly distracted and was tripped to the ground by Monk, subsequently bombarded to death. Just like that, Monk won! Chen Feng went up as usual to collect the 50,000 gold coins, then asked Endless Honor if he dared to go another round. True to form, the guy threw caution to the wind and insisted on continuing. Chen Feng let Yin go up to fight him while he headed down with the 50,000 gold coins.

"Jerk Wind, give me another 10,000 gold coins! It wasn't easy for me to win against him!" Seeing that Chen Feng was genuinely only giving him 10,000 gold coins, Monk felt very dissatisfied that he had exerted so much effort yet only received a pittance.

"Don't even start!" Chen Feng couldn't be bothered with Monk. Everyone got 10,000 gold coins, what more did he want? Chen Feng then distributed 5,000 gold coins to Wang Xiaodie.

This was the first time Monk had showcased himself in front of so many spectators, sparking the interest of quite a few players. The Monk class had always been the rarest, and even when people chose it, it was usually considered garbage. Yet Monk had demonstrated extremely potent strength with this class. One could easily imagine that the skill ceiling for the Monk class was even higher than that of Hunters and Shamans.

Popular classes like Warriors, Mages, and Paladins had skill execution that was somewhat difficult, but otherwise had no major demands, meaning their operational skill ceilings weren't particularly high. However, classes like Hunters and Shamans had numerous skills that required rapid pairing, combined with relatively weak survival utility, making them very hard to pick up. But once mastered, a well-played character in these classes could operate with far more dazzling virtuosity than Warriors, Mages, or Paladins.

Next up, it was much simpler for Yin to defeat Endless Honor, but he dragged the fight out significantly. Following Chen Feng meant Yin never lacked for gear, and following the Outlaws meant he never lacked for cash. Coupled with his powerful quest completion record and his immensely strong class, defeating Endless Honor should have been a breeze. However, Yin did not go all out and deliberately threw parts of the fight, nearly getting killed by Endless Honor to successfully ignite Endless Honor's fighting spirit. Yin fought Endless Honor for a full half-hour, both sides trading blows in an intensely frantic exchange.

Ultimately, however, Yin won. Chen Feng went up once more to collect the 50,000 gold coins, while Endless Honor insisted on continuing, refusing to believe he couldn't win. Even when players like High into the Clouds tried to dissuade him, he pressed on, refusing to accept defeat.

Endless Honor was truly a tragic figure. Having lost four matches in a row, he had lost both his pride and his gold. The others had earned a handsome amount of gold coins, while Chen Feng pocketed 140,000 gold coins and Wang Xiaodie walked away with 20,000. Wang Xiaodie finally realized just how fast Chen Feng made money; no wonder he hadn't cared at all about the 160,000 gold coins.

"This time I'm picking him to fight! Paladin versus Paladin!" Endless Honor was a bit smarter this time, selecting the healer-spec Data Emperor to fight. According to the temporary arena rules, only players with healing talents were allowed to use a single pet. Having hung around with Chen Feng for so long, Data Emperor wasn't particularly famous for his combat prowess, but his pet was freakishly abnormal. Thinking he could easily bully him, Endless Honor watched as Data Emperor calmly stepped up onto the stage.

This time, Endless Honor had picked the right person. It would be very difficult for Data Emperor to defeat Endless Honor, and Data Emperor lacked any data on him. However, Endless Honor was somewhat fatigued after fighting for so long and needed a 20-minute rest, which gave Data Emperor the opportunity to look up information on Endless Honor. Since Endless Honor was a well-known South Korean professional player, there were plenty of competitive videos of him online, making it very easy for Data Emperor to research him.

Just as Chen Feng stepped outside to buy some beer with the intention of celebrating downstairs in the arena, a female Elf Priest player with ordinary looks walked up and tried to strike up a conversation. "Chen Feng, did you change your cell phone number? Why couldn't I reach you?"