"Second game!" Feng Yunnu's heart trembled: "I heard that Brother Wolf is always sure to get the last blow of the boss. There happens to be a level 25 boss nearby. Let's compare who gets the final blow. One hit.WWw.QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO.CoM"
"How to compare?"
Feng Yunnu took out two black beads and said: "This is a thunderbolt, a hidden weapon of the Thunderbolt Hall. Each hidden weapon has a fixed damage of 200. If this thing is to hit the player, it probably won't hit. But if it is used to throw 25 A level little boss, I think it’s not a big problem. One for each person, what do you think?”
"Okay!" The test this time is your eyesight. The boss has no health bar. You can only judge from his posture and expression. A level 25 mini-boss has blood ranging from 1,000 to 5,000. How to control it depends on your own shooting time.
Tang Hua was confused: "This guy didn't take advantage of Sha Po Lang."
"Maybe they are not as bad as you think."
"I'm not sure whether he's bad or not. I'm sure of two things. He's beaten me, and this guy is probably going to be the number one player in the game. He's absolutely defensive. He's just too perverted."
What Tang Hua and Sun Ming didn't know was that Feng Yunnu didn't want to take advantage of Sha Po Lang Bu Jian Ying's anger, but he didn't dare to take advantage! He originally planned to kill the number of mobs instantly in the second game with Sha Po Lang. Because he has a unique trick, which he learned from the longevity king in a cemetery, called: Wan Guan family wealth drives away the poor. I believe you can tell from the name of the move that it is a group attack skill and also a bankruptcy skill.
First, Sha Po Lang's sword fury was consumed, and then he killed the mobs in a competition. In this way, Sha Po Lang had to rely on his flying sword to single out the mobs, and he could easily win by just spending a hundred gold.
But he never expected that Sha Po Lang's ferocity was beyond his expectation. The two swords merged into one and directly hit him until he only had 20 gold left in his pocket. And 20 gold is only enough to kill 10 mobs instantly. As long as you use the Killing Wolf Flying Sword well, your chances of winning are indeed slim. Besides, as the leader of a gang, I don’t have any money to defend myself, in case something unexpected happens...
So he hurriedly adjusted his strategy, from winning all three games and being completely convinced to winning two out of three games and winning by chance.
For this final blow, he also has his own magic weapon, called: Fiery Eye Golden Eye Mirror, which is slightly more effective than the monk's Dharma Eye. One use costs 50,000 spiritual energy and 2 gold. As for why these two things are consumed, people also made it very clear. Taoist exploration mostly uses divination, star reading, etc. Opening Dharma Eyes is an exclusive skill for monks. If you want to steal the job of another monk, it is a bit unjustifiable without spending some money.
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This is a squirrel, which belongs to the yellow-named boss, that is, the boss that does not actively attack. Such monsters have low attack power, basically do not drop anything, and give very little experience, so many people are not very interested in such yellow-named bosses. Their only use is for group teams to practice together.
"The rules are very simple. I have two level 27 swordsmen here. They will attack the squirrel every 10 seconds. If they kill it, then the game will be a draw. Otherwise, it depends on you and me, who wins, but I remind you Brother Xialang: You only have one chance."
"good!"
"This great monk, can you leave the team with Brother Lang?" Feng Yunnu politely held his fist at Sun Ming. Sun Ming nodded, Sha Po Lang withdrew from the team, and formed a separate team with Feng Yun Nu.
The two flying swordsmen came out and first showed their equipment and flying swords to Sha Po Lang and Feng Yun Nu. Then he started attacking the squirrel one on the left and one on the right.
"He didn't bring a monk or an alchemist player, but why does he still seem so confident?" Tang Hua said: "Does this guy have any weird moves or magic weapons?" No one can defeat the boss as well as kill the wolf's eye poison. That’s what I do. But having said that, he used to have a strong data that could be estimated because of his high damage, but now he is holding something with 200 fixed damage, which is really a bit embarrassing.
As time goes by, the squirrel has begun to call, and a cold sweat flows down Sha Po Lang's forehead... In the past, he must have taken action, but now the damage in his hand is only 200... It seems that he is about to die... But it seems that the 200 damage is again Not enough to make it fatal.
Damn, I still have half the blood! Feng Yunnu opened the mirror for the second time, feeling angry in his heart: Why does he look like he is about to die
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"Return one-third of the blood." Sun Ming reported to Tang Hua: "But the distance is too far and I can't transmit the message."
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Not to mention Feng Yunnu, even the two swordsmen themselves could not estimate how much damage would be caused by one strike of the sword. The reason is simple, because of a knowing blow.
Feng Yunnu has opened the mirror four times. Judging from the equipment of the two swordsmen, this squirrel's blood should be around 2500-3500. That is to say, I can only take action when there is still 1/25th of its life. Even with the mirror open, he couldn't see the specific life span of the squirrel, only a health bar.
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Sha Po Lang was already sweating. He felt that he should take action, but also felt that he should wait for 10 seconds. Whenever the squirrel is attacked again after 10 seconds and is still alive, he always breathes a sigh of relief. But others looked at the expressions of the two people. One was nervous and attentive, the other was leisurely and confident, and they could probably guess the outcome of this competition.
"Hua Zai, look for any cheating devices. I think Sha Po Lang is in trouble."
Tang Hua rummaged through the Qiankun bag but failed to answer: "...Am I like that despicable person?"
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After a sudden attack, Sha Po Lang's eyes lit up and he tightened his grip on the thunderbolt in his hand. Feng Yunnu was shocked and hurriedly opened the mirror and took a look. He was immediately relieved and saw that he still had 1/15 of his health bar. Take action! You should take action...
Sha Po Lang's eyes widened for a while, then returned to their original state: "It's really uncomfortable to look at the same object all the time."
"..." If you feel uncomfortable, I have to pay two gold to get in.
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After a few more rounds of attacks, Sha Po Lang's eyes lit up again. Feng Yunnu hurriedly opened the mirror again, furious in his heart: Between 1/22 and 1/27, why is this guy's eyes so poisonous? Can't you take action yourself? Should we wait for the next round or take action now
5, 4, 3, 2... Sha Po Lang finally couldn't help but threw the thunderbolt, and saw the thunderbolt hit the squirrel. The squirrel spun twice on the spot with one leg, as if it was going to fall, but it seemed that it would not fall. ... Fengyunnu's hearts were pulled together...
'Brush, brush! 'The two flying swords arrived on time, and Feng Yunnu immediately took action, beating the squirrel into white light. Feng Yunnu compared the experience he gained with the experience gained from Sha Po Lang and wiped his sweat: narrow victory, narrow victory...
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"I will definitely come!" Sha Po Lang nodded.
"Okay, of course I can trust Brother Lang's words!" Feng Yun waved his hands angrily: "Everyone retreat, at noon tomorrow, the Juxian Tower in the main city of Leizhou will be waiting for you."
"Wow... Brother Fengyun is so handsome." A girl shouted in the crowd: "There is still time, do you want to celebrate?"
"No!" Feng Yun said angrily: "Now that we are celebrating, wouldn't it embarrass others if word spread? Besides, everyone has to prepare for tonight's event, and the wine... we will drink it tomorrow!"
Everyone admires him: he is such a noble gang leader!
Isn't it okay if it's not noble? Why don't I want the whole world to know my abilities? But... I only have two gold coins in my pocket. Feng Yunnu lamented in his heart: What money should I spend to fill such a big hole!
ps: The weather is soft today... soft...
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