The King's Avatar: Su Muqiu Returns to Revitalize Excellent Era

Chapter 6 Su Muqiu Drunkenly Beats Han Wenqing

"A lone plume of smoke rises from the desert, shall we fight?"

"I couldn't have gotten it."

"I only know how to use skills below level 55. I haven't played in a long time, and I don't recognize any of the new skills."

"Fine, I won't use advanced skills."

"Lone smoke rising from the desert, you are a true gentleman."

"Let's fight!"

The words had barely left his mouth when a figure flashed past at lightning speed.

With a series of crisp clicks on the mouse and keyboard, Qiu Musu on the screen slid in perfectly, heading straight for Damo Guyan.

The skill was executed quickly, but not enough to bring down the experienced Han Wenqing. Damo Guyan slightly turned to the side, dodging the sliding tackle.

Even Qiu Musu, lying on the ground, wasn't idle. He fired two guns in quick succession, and all the bullets hit their mark, never missing Da Mo Gu Yan's crotch, making the men watching feel a kind of tingling sadness.

Han Wenqing, who had been shot several times, was not angry. He kicked Qiu Musu in the face with his big foot.

Qiu Musu, who had slid to the side of the Lone Smoke in the Desert, was still lying flat. Facing the big feet above his head, Qiu Musu was not in a hurry to stand up. Instead, he leaned his arms back and fired his two guns incessantly. He then lifted his legs upside down, head down and feet up, and kicked rapidly like a propeller.

This is the sharpshooter's martial arts skill, "Spinning Kick".

Holy crap!

The onlookers gasped in disbelief.

"How is this used?"

"A handstand roundhouse kick—is that even a human being can do?"

That move was so amazing that even Han Wenqing was stunned.

Because of the exceptionally high physics engine in Honor of Kings, theoretically, players can control their characters to perform any imaginable action. For example, handstands or roundhouse kicks, but Han Wenqing had never seen a handstand roundhouse kick before.

For gun-based classes, the inverted roundhouse kick is of great practical significance. For example, if a character is knocked down by an opponent, a roundhouse roundhouse kick can immediately force the opponent back and allow them to get up.

How do you execute a handstand roundhouse kick after a slide tackle? Han Wenqing couldn't figure it out, and couldn't help but feel that his more than ten years of Glory career had been somewhat wasted—there were still so many unknowns in Glory!

This unprecedented maneuver stunned Han Wenqing, who was momentarily stunned by the opponent's spinning kick, which sent Desert Lone Smoke staggering.

Qiu Musu fired two shots at the ground, used the momentum to leap up, wrapped his legs around Damo Guyan's head, and launched a knee strike, hitting the bullseye.

Han Wenqing could see it clearly—the knee strike was still headfirst.

A typical knee strike is aimed at the head and feet; no matter how high the character's knee is raised, it can only reach the opponent's groin or lower abdomen at most. The brilliance of this inverted knee strike lies in its ability to strike the opponent's head directly.

The knee strike skill has a very high hit detection rate. The head was hit hard, triggering the hidden stun effect. Desert Lone Smoke immediately fainted on the spot, his entire body swaying unsteadily—with someone clinging to him, how could he not sway?

Han Wenqing was speechless: How did they even come up with these heretical cultivation methods...?

Qiu Musu fired his dual pistols again, and using the recoil of the weapons, he squeezed his legs together, making his character stand upright, stepping on the head of the Lone Smoke in the Desert, and launched a stomp shot.

"Da da da, da da da."

Two tongues of fire shot from Qiu Musu's gun, and the character of Damo Guyan could no longer stand. He fell to the ground with a thud, raising a large cloud of dust.

"Holy crap!" The players from Happy Guild and Overlord Guild watching the battle were all stunned, some even doubting their own eyes.

"Inverted Roundhouse Kick!"

"Inverted knee strike!"

"This is a game, not a martial arts novel. Have you wandered onto the wrong set?"

"That's so cool! If I could pull off that, everyone in the guild would have to call me 'Dad'."

"They don't just call me 'Dad,' clubs have to beg me to join their top teams."

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

There were more than a dozen professional and aspiring players present. Some were surprised, some were pondering, and some were whispering among themselves.

"I've never seen this kind of play before," Zhang Jiale whispered to Lin Jingyan beside him.

"Yes, this fighting style is enough to fundamentally change gun-based combat techniques," Lin Jingyan echoed.

"Zhou Zekai, the gun king, has a rival now." Zhang Jiale laughed.

Looking at Mu Qiu, whom he had only known for a day, Qiu Fei's eyes were filled with tangible admiration. He wished he could immediately find a place, set up a statue of Guan Yu, and become sworn brothers with Mu Qiu on the spot.

In the training room of Happy Internet Cafe, Tang Rou and the others all wore incredulous expressions.

After a year of playing in the Challenger Series, Tang Rou and the others were no longer clueless newbies; they were very familiar with the top players in the league.

Han Wenqing is the oldest and most experienced among these top players. Although his performance has declined slightly in recent years, he remains a top-tier player.

The fact that Qiu Musu was able to gain such a huge advantage over Han Wenqing speaks volumes about her skill level.

This amazing player appeared in Happy's team, with the Excellent Dynasty guild's title above his head, which was puzzling and unfathomable.

Everyone was bewildered, but Wei Chen recalled the memories of that year.

Ten years ago, the Excellent Dynasty guild and the Blue River Pavilion guild met again while fighting for a boss in a wild map.

Wei Chen's Soksar was being closely watched by Qiu Musu. For a full ten minutes, Soksar did not cast a single spell that required incantation. Every time the progress bar was more than halfway through, a bullet would fly in from an unexpected angle, interrupting the incantation.

Wei Chen didn't even know where his opponent was hiding.

That battle nearly shattered Wei Chen's Dao heart.

"Could it be that he's back?" Wei Chen murmured to himself.

"This is a grappling technique I learned while fighting and killing, and this is the first time I've used it in Glory. What do you think of it?" Su Muqiu said cheerfully.

Han Wenqing opened his mouth, but hesitated, unsure of how to express his feelings.

This set of techniques has gone beyond the heavens. Other sharpshooters just shoot, shoot, shoot, and some high-level sharpshooters use gun-body techniques. But Qiu Musu is different. He directly uses grappling techniques—grappling techniques that are used by the sharpshooter class.

Han Wenqing was honored to be the first person to test this set of grappling techniques.

There's an old saying: "A gun is fast from seven paces away; it's both fast and accurate within seven paces." When someone wields two guns, is skilled in shooting, and can also engage in close-quarters combat and grappling, what can their enemy do?

Han Wenqing couldn't figure it out for a while.

He wasn't unfamiliar with top-tier marksmen; Zhou Zekai, the sharpshooter king of the Samsara team, was one of the most renowned. In the recently concluded ninth season finals, Zhou Zekai led the Samsara team through a grueling three-round battle, narrowly defeating Han Wenqing's Tyranny team and securing their second consecutive championship. Tyranny lost, but not due to a lack of skill, but rather to exhaustion. They succumbed to time and age.

Compared to Qiu Musu, Zhou Zekai is more like a professionally trained killing machine—cold, taciturn, and deadly with every shot.

As for Qiu Musu, he is more like a wildly grown warrior, without any trace of rigid training or stiff attack patterns, and his whole body is full of spirituality.

Han Wenqing was all too familiar with this feeling. More than a decade ago, players of Han Wenqing's generation grew up in a wild and unregulated way. There were no strategies, no training camps, no training software. Everyone practiced their routines based on intuition.

Some people succeed, and some fail. The successful become famous, while the unsuccessful fade into obscurity.