Han Sen tried a few more times and even "Dollar 9527" was indicated that someone had already used it.
Han Sen was very upset and wrote "Kill Dollar" in the ID registration. Finally, he registered successfully and entered the official platform.
After entering the virtual community, a shining purple badge in the shape of a shield appeared on Han Sen's chest, which was the mark of a sacred-blood aristocrat. Anyone could tell at a glance that he was a sacred-blood aristocrat. People around him looked at him enviously from time to time.
Although there were many more sacred-blood evolvers in this era than before, they were still a rare breed.
Han Sen chose an opponent and was soon matched. Seeing that his opponent also had a sacred-blood aristocrat badge on his chest, he was slightly happy.
Wang Dongyun looked at his opponent and found that his opponent's name was "Kill Dollar." He couldn't help but curl his lips. When he saw that his opponent's record was 0 wins and 0 losses, the smile on his face deepened.
"Kill Dollar? You're just a newbie. You don't even deserve to be killed by Dollar."
Wang Dongyun licked his lips, thinking about how to teach this newbie a lesson and let him know that not every ID could be used.
Dollar was famous enough, so it was okay for you to follow him. However, it was not right to be so pretentious. Kill Dollar? I beat Dollar.
Wang Dongyun had only become a sacred-blood evolver in the past two years, so he naturally knew the name of Dollar. At that time, Dollar was so popular that it was hard for Wang Dongyun not to know him.
In addition, Wang Dongyun himself was half a fan of Han Sen, so he was even more annoyed when he saw this ID.
After the match began, Wang Dongyun did not say anything and directly used his best explosive punches, ready to kill this arrogant newbie who dared to insult Dollar.
However, when Wang Dongyun's fist was only halfway through, he suddenly realized that his opponent's seemingly slow punch was coming at him. He had no choice but to withdraw his fist and retreat. Otherwise, before his fist could hit his opponent, he would first collide with his opponent's fist.
Wang Dongyun could only withdraw his fist gloomily. At the same time, he took a step back, preparing to avoid the punch before teaching this arrogant newcomer a lesson.
But after this punch, Wang Dongyun was shocked to find that he no longer had a chance to attack. His opponent's punches came one after another, making him feel suffocated. It was as if he had no choice but to block and retreat every punch. There was no chance for him to fight back.
While blocking and retreating, Wang Dongyun unknowingly retreated to the edge of the battlefield. Unable to retreat any further, he was directly blasted apart by a punch.
Wang Dongyun couldn't believe that he couldn't even land a single punch against a newcomer. He couldn't accept this result at all, so he immediately issued another challenge.
The other party chose to accept. Although Wang Dongyun wanted to take the initiative this time, he soon fell into the same situation as the previous round. He didn't even have a chance to fight back and was directly crushed.
Wang Dongyun invited him to fight again, but this time his opponent chose to decline. Wang Dongyun was not satisfied and wanted to invite him to fight again, but his opponent had already entered the battle. Apparently, he had been matched with a new opponent.
Wang Dongyun searched for his opponent's battle room and chose to enter to watch the fight. He wanted to see how his opponent could beat him in such a dubious way.
His opponent's speed was not very fast, and his strength was not very strong, but he was still crushed. It was simply unscientific. Wang Dongyun was not satisfied with his loss.
Wang Dongyun looked at Dollar's opponent. It was a swordsman called I Am Sword Saint. He had a record of more than a thousand wins and more than eight hundred losses. It was a good record, and he was a veteran, so he couldn't be bad.
When I Am Sword Saint used his sword, Wang Dongyun knew that his judgment was correct. The sword skill was clean, fast, and fierce. Looking at his moves, Wang Dongyun knew that he was someone who had really worked hard on swordsmanship.
If it were Wang Dongyun himself, under such sword skills, he would have to choose to retreat and protect himself.
But Kill Dollar's choice made Wang Dongyun's eyes widen. He had no intention of retreating. He rushed forward and threw a punch at I Am a Sword Saint. It did not seem to be a very fast punch.
In Wang Dongyun's opinion, I Am Sword Saint could definitely cut down Han Sen first. However, I Am Sword Saint withdrew his sword and stepped back to avoid Dollar's punch.
Then, Wang Dongyun felt like he was watching a replay. I Am Sword Saint was a carbon copy of him. He was crushed by Kill Dollar, and he couldn't even fight back. He was suppressed from beginning to end, and in the end, he was blown up with one punch.
"This is not scientific! This is not scientific!" Wang Dongyun almost jumped up and shouted. He did not understand why I Am Sword Saint withdrew his sword and stepped back at the beginning. He also did not understand how I Am Sword Saint lost. In his opinion, I Am Sword Saint had many opportunities to fight back.
In addition, the way he killed Dollar was by no means perfect. He had a lot of flaws, and as long as he took advantage of any one of them, I, as a sword saint, could have turned the tables. But he did not take advantage of any of them.
"Is it because I Am Sword Saint is too weak?
Yes, that must be it. "
Wang Dongyun thought that if I Am Sword Saint could not seize so many flaws, I Am Sword Saint was too weak. His sword skills were good, but his brain was not very good.
However, Wang Dongyun forgot that he had been crushed like this before. He did not think he was too weak. He just did not want to admit defeat.
I Am Sword Saint did not want to admit defeat, either. He invited Dollar to fight again. He felt the same as Wang Dongyun. He did not want to admit defeat.
However, Han Sen did not agree to fight again. He was practicing the skills of Dongxuan Sutra. There was no point in fighting someone he had already defeated. What he needed was new challenges, different opponents with different characteristics.
After assassinating the royal spirit, Han Sen's understanding of the skills of Dongxuan Sutra had improved. The skills did not need to be perfect. There was no such thing as the weak defeating the strong.
The so-called weak defeating the strong was using one's own advantages to defeat the opponent's weaknesses. How to use one's advantages to defeat the opponent's weaknesses was what Han Sen needed to study and practice.
It would be best if he could overwhelm the opponent with his own strength. If he could not, he would use his own advantages to defeat the opponent's weaknesses. That was the way of a king.
What Han Sen was practicing now was how to use his own strength to defeat the opponent's weakness. Even if the opponent was stronger than him, he could use his own strength to defeat the weak. He could slowly weaken the opponent's strength and achieve the goal of defeating the strong as the weak.
Wang Dongyun watched Han Sen's fights one by one. Soon, he found out that the reason I'm Swordsman lost was not because he was weak, but because Kill Dollar was too strong.
After a dozen fights, Dollar crushed his opponent with the same rhythm. It was so unscientific that it made people question their life.
"He can't be Dollar himself, can he?" Wang Dongyun suddenly had this thought.