Fang Yu was overjoyed in his heart.
To snatch the final hit from so many people was no easy feat.
Besides a bit of scheming, luck played a big part in it.
Although Fang Yu's strength was somewhat stronger than those around him, and his critical hits could deal nearly 100 damage,
competing with so many people, especially when the BOSS was losing health frequently, snatching the final hit was not easy.
Sigh.
Regardless, with the final hit secured, Fang Yu felt relieved.
"Charge!!"
"Kill!!"
"The BOSS is down! It's at a sliver of health! A sliver!!"
The players who were tricked by Fang Yu to retreat just now, had only just rushed to the BOSS's corpse and began frantically slashing at it.
This included people from the Foolish Underworld and the Lin Family as well.
Arrows kept flying, and the offensive did not lessen.
"It's almost dead! It's definitely almost dead!"
