The moment Long Chengfei spoke, a player stood up from behind him.
This player was about 35 years old. He spotted a crew cut hairstyle was seemingly well built. His herculean physique was the real deal and not a product of in-game special effects.
With his imposing figure, he would be able to insta-kill any small fry.
"Come at me!" This middle-aged man was straightforward and did not indulge in any idle talk. He was ready to swap pointers with Wang Yu.
Wang Yu stood up and cupped his fist in a customary greeting, "Iron Bull, please give me some pointers."
"Drunken Battlefield!" the middle-aged man introduced himself as he flashed out his weapon.
Upon seeing his weapon, Wang Yu was astonished…