"Well done!" When the bloodthirsty cabbage returned to the team, Wu Qi lightly punched him and praised him.

"Awesome, little cabbage!" Ku Kui appeared from behind Wu and exclaimed, "That divine kick just now is simply amazing!" He gestured, simulating the movements of the bloodthirsty cabbage just now, and looked honored. Suddenly, his expression paused, a little hesitant and a little confused, "Huh? Have I ever seen this move······"

"Hey, hey." Bloodthirsty Cabbage scratched his head a little proudly, and he said frankly, "Some time ago, when I was talking to the alcoholic boss, the alcoholic boss gave me ······."

"No wonder ······" Suddenly, he remembered that when he was in the Scarlet Monastery, the drunkard had fought with the master of Aurora Studio without a knife, almost all the way, and the unexpected kick in the end also shattered the master's hope of resisting without a knife.

"No matter how good you learn, you have to be able to use it. This kind of small action is the most test of eyesight and timing. Immovable Rushan interjected with a smile, and he nodded towards the bloodthirsty cabbage, "Good fight." "The Wind Night Returns has played in the top ten of the professional list of berserk battles in several leagues, and the bloodthirsty cabbage can win the battle, which means that he has also entered the ranks of the first-class and even top furious battles in the national server.

"Okay, let's see what the people who return to the wind and night have to say." Wu Qi ended the chat with a smile, and he walked forward, "How is it?" ”

Feng Ye Guiren came back to life at this time, his face was very ugly, and he said sullenly for a while, "I am willing to lose the bet, and I will equip you to choose." ”

"Let's choose the shoulder pads!" Wu Qi had already counted the equipment on the people who returned to the wind and night, and he pointed to it, his eyes were very vicious.

Hearing this, Feng Yeguiren's face suddenly became even more ugly, but under the witness of the system contract, he couldn't help it, and soon, the shoulder guard wrapped with a rich cyan light appeared in Wu Qi's hand.

Shoulderguards of the Swordsman of the Wind: Dark Gold Tier Magic Equipment

Required Level: 13

Attributes: Agility +15, Endurance +12, Strength +10, Armor +40, Attack Speed +10%, Movement Speed +10%.

User-only: Warrior-related classes.

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Dark Gold Gear! It seems that the vision is not bad······ Wu raised his eyebrows, and he casually threw the equipment to the bloodthirsty cabbage, "Since you won it, then you can take this equipment." ”

"Thank you, Boss!" The bloodthirsty cabbage was not modest, so he took it over happily and immediately replaced the original shoulder pads, and now his attributes were going to rise again.

Wu Qi turned around and looked at the hellfire, "It's up to you next." ”

Hellfire hesitated a little, he glanced at the third-order professionals in the seventh heaven, most of them looked relaxed, and laughed in a low voice, his expression became resentful, and his gaze fell on a milky white robe professional, "You, come on!" ”

He ······

Everyone turned their heads with stiff necks, and saw the player at which the hellfire was pointing, the slender and straight scepter, and the milky white priest's robes fluttering.

A Dream of the South······ This is a pastor······ There was something strange in everyone's eyes at Hellfire. Fourteen third-order professionals are up to you······ But you're so berserk that you're too embarrassed to challenge a priest······ I knew that this guy had thick skin, but I didn't expect it to be so thick······

"Tut-tut, shameless, invincible in the world······" The bloodthirsty cabbage is amazed, and it is not as good as it.

"You can say that you can't compare!" Hellfire's tone was a little impatient. Win the king, and when you win this game, no matter what you say, you can't change the fact of failure!

"I'll come, I'll come!" Nan Yi was surprised at first, and then shook his head a little funny, Hellfire pinched him as a soft persimmon······ He stood up with his slender scepter, "It's okay, I was beaten by them before, and this pours out the suffocation in my heart." ”

"Will it work?" Wu Qi asked in a low voice, he had vaguely heard that Fu Rushan mentioned that Nanshan Yimeng was quite strong in heads-up, but he was still a little hesitant in his heart.

"It's just a small role." Nan Yi Meng smiled lightly, he had observed the operation of the Hellfire, and he knew it in his heart.

Nan Yi walked forward and stood in front of the hellfire.

"Ahh The boss of Nanshan is really going to accept the challenge······"

"It's so unfair! Can this thing be PK priest? "The two furious battles in the back row are whispering, in their understanding, the priest is shrunk in the back and put the treatment, the existence of the plus state, crispy and short legs, and the skills are not harmful, and the word PK has nothing to do with it!

"Why can't you?" The singing of the bagpipes is also watching in the back, she was busy with exams some time ago, and her experience has fallen behind, and it will be a few more days before she can reach level 13. She was a little unconvinced, her eyebrows furrowed, and she retorted, "The priest's 'whipping' has continuous damage, 'weak' and 'withered' apply a debuff (negative state), and can heal yourself, why can't you PK?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" The two little thieves nodded like chickens, and they shrunk their necks, but they didn't dare to talk back to this aunt.

"Humph!" The young priest saw the little thief admit it, but there was a look of disbelief on her face. She wrinkled her nose dissatisfied, and was about to continue, but found that the battle between Nanyi Ichimu and Hellfire had begun. She had no choice but to stop talking, snorted angrily, and set her eyes on the frontal battlefield.

She has seen the scene of Uncle Nanyi Yimeng taking on the little tiger alone, a priest just played the shield battle around, from beginning to end, he couldn't even touch the robe, he was so handsome!

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Faced with a priest with short legs and brittle blood, Hellfire didn't bother to formulate a specific strategy, he directly launched a charge, and rushed over with a big sword. Nan Yi Yimeng's eyes were firmly locked on the hellfire, he calculated the distance, dodged with a dodge, and dodged it lightly and exquisitely. Nanshirt jumped back in a dream to open up the distance, and casually hung a "wither" on the Hellfire, reducing the Hellfire's movement speed and resistance.

Lashing!

Nan Yi Meng waved his scepter, and lilac vines appeared above Hellfire's head, and Hellfire's blood began to drop one by one.

The damage is so high! Hellfire was shocked, the damage of this whipping was completely different from what he knew!

Quick!

Hellfire finally restrained the contempt in his heart, and he looked solemn, silently counting the skills in his skill bar.

Fever speed!

Hellfire turned on the acceleration skill, specks of fire appeared on the dark red armor, and his figure quickly approached Nanyi Yimeng, and the fierce flames on his big sword ignited, bathing his body with a burst of breath.