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Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God · Bab 262

Chapter 262: We Are Very Strong

18 September 2016 · 4 mnt baca · 738 kata

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Shuise Qiangwei was stunned.

"Are those the eight people from the Rank of Honor leaderboard?" she murmured to herself.

She hadn't used any observation skills, but with equipment of that caliber, and being members of the Zero Wing guild, there was no possibility they were anyone other than those eight.

"Mm." Shi Feng nodded, then began forming the party.

Huo Wu's group totaled seventeen people. Shuise Qiangwei had also brought along a good friend of hers, a Priest named Bing Guo, because Shi Feng had mentioned it would be best to bring a level-15-plus healer, which was why she'd invited her along.

That made exactly twenty people including Shi Feng — two main tanks, Guardian Knight Ke Le and Shield Warrior Ye Wumian, four healers. A standard twenty-person dungeon party composition.

Just as Shi Feng was about to enter the dungeon, another team walked over.

This team's members were far from ordinary. Putting aside the fact that even their worst members wore Iron Rank equipment, quite a few of them had Mythril Rank gear — quality that would be impossible to see among a random pickup group.

However, this bunch weren't guild players but a pickup team, since none of them bore a guild emblem.

"Canglang Zhantian!" Huo Wu exclaimed in surprise when she saw the thin man approaching.

"What? Do you know him?" Shi Feng didn't recognize the man who appeared to be the team leader. There were no memories of him in his mind either.

But to have weapons and equipment like that at this stage meant this was definitely a team of experts — they shouldn't have been obscure.

"Did he maybe quit playing after a while?" Shi Feng wondered inwardly.

"Hello, we meet again." Canglang Zhantian greeted Huo Wu. "It's been a while. I didn't expect that Miss Huo Wu would have joined a guild by now."

"No, actually we were always members of this guild. It's just that for certain reasons, we hadn't established one yet." Huo Wu explained. "Let me introduce you. This is our guild master, Hei Yan."

"Truly surprising. So Your Excellency is the famous Blacksmith Hei Yan, the foremost smith in the entire Star Moon Kingdom." Canglang Zhantian was mildly shocked. He'd already known Huo Wu and the others weren't simple, but he hadn't expected the guild master to be such a renowned figure.

"It's Team Leader Canglang who truly surprises me — starting a raid on a fifteen-level, twenty-person dungeon this quickly. Any team that can tackle the Demon Castle at this point in time ranks among the very best in all of White River City." Shi Feng had never heard of Canglang Zhantian before, but anyone who could command such a powerful team was far from mediocre. He immediately began thinking about recruiting them.

"You flatter us. We're just a pickup group. We can't compete with those guilds for the first clear of the three major dungeons, so we can only come here. Since Guild Master Hei Yan still has matters to attend to, we won't keep you." Canglang Zhantian had no good feelings toward guilds whatsoever. He offered a few perfunctory words, then led his team into the dungeon.

"His attitude is really strange. Last time we met, we chatted just fine, and now he says a few words and leaves. That's quite the change," Hei Zi grumbled, disgruntled.

"Probably doesn't like guilds," Shi Feng said, watching Canglang Zhantian enter the dungeon with a helpless smile.

The Divine Realm attracted all sorts of people. Naturally, some disliked guilds, thinking them too domineering. Plenty of people just wanted to experience the world of the Divine Realm and had no interest in guilds whatsoever.

And among these players who pursued adventure wholeheartedly, many were shockingly powerful. The most famous adventurer team was the Midnight Tea Party. Although it had only around twenty-odd members, not a single guild dared to look down on this adventurer team. Even super guilds maintained a clear boundary with the Tea Party — each minding their own waters, neither interfering with the other.

Clearly, Canglang Zhantian belonged to this breed of adventurers.

"To each their own. You can't force it," Shi Feng thought with a touch of regret.

"White River City really does have its share of strong players," Shuise Qiangwei remarked, equally surprised. It was merely White River City, yet it harbored so many hidden experts — dragons concealed among the common folk.

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