"Second game!" Feng Yunnu's heart trembled: "I heard that Brother Wolf is always sure to get the final blow of the boss. There happens to be a level 25 boss nearby. Let's compare who gets the final blow.

one strike."

"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

I think it’s not a big problem for a small boss. One for each person, what do you think?”

"Okay!" This test is about eyesight. The boss has no health bar. You can only judge it from his posture and expression. A level 25 boss has blood ranging from 1,000 to 5,000. How to grasp it?

It all depends on your own timing.

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 beat me, and this guy is 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 and Jian Ying's anger, but he didn't dare to take advantage of it! He originally planned to kill the number of mobs instantly in the second game with Sha Po Lang. Because he

There is a unique trick that I learned from the longevity king in a cemetery, called: Wan Guan Wealth Drives Out the Poor. I believe you can tell from the name of the trick that this is a group attack skill, and it is also a bankruptcy skill.

First, Sha Po Lang's Sword Fury was used up, and then the mobs were killed in a competition. In this way, Sha Po Lang had to rely on flying swords to single out mobs, and he could easily win by just spending a hundred gold.

But he never expected that Sha Po Lang's ferociousness was beyond his expectation. The two human swords merged into one, directly knocking him down to only 20 gold left in his pocket. And 20 gold was only enough to kill 10 mobs in an instant. As long as he killed

If you use the Po Wolf Flying Sword well, your chances of winning are indeed slim. Besides, as the leader of a gang, you don’t have much money to defend yourself, in case of any emergency...

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 a little more effective than the monk's Dharma Eye. It costs 50,000 spiritual energy and 2 gold to use it once. As for why these two things are consumed, people also say

It's very clear. Taoist sects mostly use divination, looking at the stars, etc. And opening Dharma Eyes is a skill exclusive to other monks. If you want to steal the job of other monks, it is a bit unjustifiable without spending some money.

…

This is a squirrel, a yellow-named boss, that is, a boss that does not actively attack. Such a monster has low attack, basically does not drop anything, and gives very little experience, so many people are not interested in such a yellow-named boss.

Large. Their only use is for small groups 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 raised his fist to Sun Ming. Sun Ming nodded, Sha Po Lang quit the team, and formed a separate team with Feng Yunnu.

The two flying swordsmen came out and first showed their equipment and flying swords to Sha Po Lang and Feng Yun Nu. Then they started attacking the squirrels one from the left and the other from the right.

"He didn't bring a monk or an alchemist player with him, 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 he does. But having said that, he used to have a strong data that could be estimated because of the high damage, but now he has 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 200

The damage is not enough to make it fatal.

Damn, I still have half of my 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?

…

"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."

…

Not to mention Fengyunnu, even the two swordsmen themselves could not estimate how much damage would be caused by one strike of the sword. The reason was simple, because it was a knowing blow.

Feng Yunnu has opened the mirror 4 times. Judging from the equipment of the two swordsmen, the blood of this squirrel should be around 2500-3500. In other words, he can only take action when the squirrel still has 1/25 of its life.

Even if he opened the mirror, he couldn't see the specific life span of the squirrel, he could only see a health bar.

…

Sha Po Lang was sweating. He felt that he should take action, but also felt that he should wait for 10 seconds. Every time after 10 seconds, the squirrel was attacked again and was not dead, he always let out a sigh of relief. But others looked at the expressions of the two men.

, one is nervous and attentive, the other is leisurely and confident, and they can probably guess the outcome of this competition.

"Hua Zai, look for a cheat device. I think Sha Po Lang is more likely to be in trouble than in danger."

Tang Hua rummaged through the Qiankun bag but failed to answer: "...Am I like that despicable person?"

…

After a sudden round of attacks, Sha Po Lang's eyes lit up and he tightened the Pili in his hand. Feng Yun Nu was shocked and hurriedly opened the mirror to take a look, and immediately felt relieved. He still had 1/15 of his health bar. Take action! You are the one.

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.

…

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 he get out?

Take action? Should you 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 about to fall, but it seemed that it would not.

On the contrary... Feng Yunnu'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 got with the experience he got from killing Polang and wiped his sweat: narrow victory, narrow victory.

…

…

"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 still 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 to not be noble? Why don't I want the whole world to know my abilities? But... I only have two gold in my pocket. Feng Yunnu sighed sadly in his heart: What money should I use to fill such a big hole!

ps: The weather today is soft...soft...


Chapter completed!