Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

When the five members of the Son Elite returned to the tavern, Ye Xiao Five and the broken arrow had definitely disappeared. Looking down, some people's eyes have betrayed themselves, although they have no recollection of what the guy who just surrounded them looked like. After all, there are two strangers to the elite group of appearance sons.

Without hesitation, Han's son randomly picked a table to ask. Obviously, the other party only took advantage of the fact that there was no interest, and no one asked them to abide by the agreement. The five people went forward and they immediately said so. As Han's son expected, all these people were temporarily found from the street by the priest.

It's just that these guys don't make sense, especially what the benefits are for them. Everyone avoids talking and even switches tables, and there's nothing to be gained on this issue.

“The guy doesn't look like he's pretending.” The five sat back at the table and began to wonder.

“Someone knows more about the game than I do?” Brother Yu has been hit hard. He thinks he is not the best in the field, but he is always confident in terms of knowledge. This confidence is in no way self-expanding. Even now, even if you pull a player in by the road, if you have a little experience in the game, say Yu's name, you will never question Yu in this regard. At best, laugh at his hobby.

Today, there is only one person who actually says that what Yu knows is more than just the tip of the iceberg. He also says that he is so confident that Yu's injury is no less than that of a sword ghost and is an internal injury.

“Look at the way these guys hide and refuse to say, I'm afraid the benefits they get are really hard to get.” Swordsmen say, "At least it's not wine or money or anything. ”

“He made a similar commitment to us, trying to keep us away from a thousand miles.” The battle was unharmed, he said.

“He has repeatedly talked about balance, something that the player cares about, but his attitude and tone...” Mighty Heavenly Ming also said.

Everyone who has seen the world, the five people face each other and say, “Gaming company people? ”

“If you are from a gaming company, you can fully meet all of the above conditions.” Sword ghost nods his head.

Yu also has a long outlet. If the other party is an internal player of the game company, what he knows is that the tip of the iceberg cannot be overdone. Parallel worlds are a very cheap game, with very little official information, and players are now advertising as much as they are discovering the new continent of the Americas with new equipment and new skills. It is true that the game always maintains a sense of freshness, but the lack of some realistic future information and the expectations of the players remain unfettered, and whether it is good or bad is controversial.

“But how is it possible to appear in this form if you are from a gaming company?” Young-go is strange.

“Yeah, they can't get an account, can they? Even if he got into the game, he should be sneaking around, like this guy, what's the matter? When we can't see he's inside?” The angels roared.

“And I'm afraid this isn't the average level if you really have confidence in knowing everything in the game, and I feel at least at the master level.” Yu said.

“But not necessarily, is it? It may also be feasible to pay more attention to collecting as an internal person if you are willing to do so.” Yu immediately inferred his own inference, probably thinking of his hobby.

“If such a man is an opponent...” The sword ghost said only half of the time, and everyone looked at each other again.

“The usual way is not to beat him. Hierarchy is completely unimportant to him, and his most powerful weapon is intelligence.” Mr. Han concludes.

“Hey, what did I just say? Why would someone like that show up in a game?” The gods roar.

“If you are sneaking in to play, don't get tangled up in the question of whether the thousands of miles upset the balance, let alone expose yourself to the player; if not, then you really have to solve the thousand miles, the direct seal is over, and you run into the game to organize the player to fight himself?” Brother Yu analyzed in detail the impossibility of such a person in the game.

A couple of people shook their heads together, and they all thought it was a little awkward for this person to show up.

“Anyway, let's start with GM!” Yugo started sending a message, GM also has a single channel, although it is basically an automatic response of intelligent, but it is the only channel for players to reflect problems in the game to the system. It turns out that this channel still has staff attention, and occasionally players can get manual communication. Of course, it is a shame not to buy lottery tickets on this day.

“Let's do this now! Wait a thousand miles at night, maybe he knows something about this guy.” Mr Han said.

Then everyone couldn't help but denounce Gu Fei's practice of playing inappropriate games all day for a few hours, and the habit broke out.

The Sword Ghost was the last one to leave the tavern and turned around and rushed to the practice area. The previous statement that attention is constantly diverted, this will temporarily announce the paragraph, immediately a sadness of brain loss.

Swordsmiths think they are really bad. If you lose your grade, you should lose your grade! But he was infinitely close to losing two levels on both occasions. The last time it was level 30, it fell back 29; this time it was level 41, it fell back 40 at level 42. This simple and simple way of reducing the rank by one, regardless of the amount of experience gained, is also, to a certain extent, a step lower than that of a fighter. Sword ghosts are, of course, the worst kind. When the first level falls, the second level falls.

“Alas!” Sword Ghost sighed, looking up at the sky. Falling leaves are often seen in Yin Cheng, and I'm so sorry I can't carry a few leaves with me in the wind. At this time, there are fallen leaves in the sky, and the sword ghost stares at it and thinks that the fallen leaves really suit his fucking mood.

Sword Ghost sighed again, preparing to bury his head to continue forward, lowering his head for a moment, suddenly found the fallen leaves in the sky suddenly rolling up with the wind...

Sword Ghost did not have Gu Fei, but it would be ridiculous to think that he was also a first brother in real life experience. How can someone who takes so long to focus on improving themselves at one time not pay attention to the accumulation of experience? At this time, the leaves suddenly rose, but obviously there was no such wind upward change, which is, something fell!!! It's an attack!!!

It's amazing to make this assumption, but the Swordsmith's response is slower, and a tingle has come from his shoulder. Without looking back, he rushed forward one step, turning 45 degrees and rushing towards the nearer wall. As he leaned against the wall, he suddenly turned around, and the dagger was already in his hand, as he turned around and wiped away a cold light.

The man behind him retreated sharply, avoiding this swordsmith's blow. He threw up his tongue and looked at the sword ghost and smiled in the shadows: "It's a quick reaction! ”

“Who are you?” The Sword Ghost has guessed the origin of each other. This strange place, suddenly attacking itself, is probably the priest's accomplice again.

“Haven't we touched it once before?” The other party is still laughing.

In the heart of the sword ghost, he has guessed who this person is! Previously in the woods, all of a sudden, the thief flashed behind him. And his speed was definitely a skill, and if it was a few days ago, the Sword Ghost wouldn't know what it was. But now that he's joined the League of Assassins, he's had a chance to choose, and he remembers clearly what a skill describes as "shaking the shadow, flashing behind the opponent in an instant”.

At the same time, the Sword Ghost also thought of someone Gu Fei had spoken of who would know this skill.

“Apple vinegar?” The Sword Ghost asks.

The other nodded and began to gloom, staring at the Sword Ghost like a prey.

With over 1600 players in PK, there is no need to say much about the experience of PK. Such an adversary cannot be a bit careless. The spirit of the Sword Ghost was also highly concentrated, although he knew that he had not left the tavern for long and that his companions might be nearby, but he had no intention of calling for help at all.

Although the opponent took a little advantage, the other party did not bring any help, which was only a single shot, and the self-esteem of the sword ghost did not allow him to cry out for help if he encountered such a situation. He's always been used to being called "help”, not “help”.

“Raid with fog?” Misty Shadow Air strike skills parked perfectly there, waiting for the Sword Ghost to activate it, but when he first came up with the idea, he found that Apple vinegar had changed its appearance, and he lowered his center of gravity, like the previous breaking arrow, very short and short like trying to get down on the ground.

“He also knows the flaws in this skill…” Swordsmiths saw, apparently the priest who knew the game information revealed this information to them. This intelligence, which may have required several confrontations before it could be concluded, is now available to the other party without any effort. How can you say that the war of the 21st century is a war of intelligence...

By contrast, the broken arrow clearly beat Apple's vinegar. So far, he is confident that he will take refuge in the Swordsmith's skill, and Apple vinegar, in order to defend against this skill, went down to the ground beforehand, without any regard for image.

But where are you going? The Sword Ghost couldn't help laughing. Somehow, his back had held tight against the wall behind him, for no other reason, nor was he confident that the apple vinegar was "shadowed enough”.

“I really envy their high human reflex nerves...” I couldn't help but sigh.

“Hey, how can you be distracted when you're up against an enemy?” The sound of apple vinegar rang, very close, right in his ear, sword ghost shocked, has been kicked off by apple vinegar.

This foot doesn't hurt much, but the Swordsmith understands that the other party can kick this foot and naturally stab it. In doing so, it is clear that he has not been seen.

“Don't you even know how to cancel a skill?” Apple vinegar stares despicably at Sword Ghost.

On a distant roof, sharp arrows gleam in the sun.

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