Le Wuwu fell to the ground and struggled to get up. He covered his chest with his right hand www.biquge.info his chest was dull, he breathed the air with difficulty, slowly calming the explosive force in his chest, and the damage number appeared on his head, -150.

The old robber said, "If this weren't a game, you'd be close to death." Even this little pain can't be stopped, when you are really yin by others, what do you do? ”

Le Wuwu stood in the distance with a wooden sword, and he checked his attributes by the way:

Name: Black Day (Bright Yellow)

Grade: 15

Profession: Healer

Constitution (health): 40/150

Spirit (magic): 300

Attack: 17+2

Defense: 7.6

Strength: 17+2

Dexterity: 17

Intelligence: 32

Remaining stat points: 13

Skill Points Remaining: 15

Skill: Light and Darkness Control

Note: Self-realized skills cannot be upgraded with skill points, and there is no cooldown.

Systematic review: Don't abuse your power in reality, be careful of being obliterated!

Experience: 12310/50000

The old bandit continued: "Are you thinking about adding all the attribute points you have saved to have an explosion?" ”

Le Wuwu nodded, he had this kind of idea, using attribute points to quickly improve his strength, at least he could be promoted to grass green, and when the time came, he would be able to suppress the old bandit on the opposite side in terms of attributes.

"I knew this was a common problem for those of you who had accepted the system's highest level of aura, thinking that it was still just a game, and that it could be judged by attack and defense. You have to keep in mind that there are only five attributes that are really useful, health, magic, strength, agility, intelligence, and others, all of which can be used as if they were not there. The old robber said earnestly.

Le Wuwu gradually adjusted his breathing back and asked curiously, "Why?" Moreover, the health on his head did not move at first, but when Le Wuwu adjusted his breathing, his life quickly returned to full value, and the magic dropped a little, and Le Wuwu suddenly felt a little empty.

"Attack, to put it bluntly, is your highest attribute, but do you think that you can kill monsters with one sword without relying on the spiritual power in your body? In this game, you bless a little spiritual power, and the attack is equivalent to an increase of ten points, and a qualitative change occurs after a hundred points. That kind of panel attack, what's the use? ”

"The most important thing is that your current strength is only red according to the judgment of this game." The old robber finally added, "Go on." I'll femdom you well. I've only met you as a young man, and everyone else, all too old. ”

"Charge!" The old robber rode a three-meter-high horse and charged at Le Wuwu. As his speed increased, Le Wuwu could faintly hear a sonic boom, and when the old robber charged a hundred meters in front of him, a huge sonic boom swept towards Le Wuwu, and the wind and waves that were extremely strong, equivalent to a typhoon, swept in. He felt the spiritual power in his body, and all the blood in his body was boiling. Le Wuwu forgot any thoughts of resistance under this pain, he gritted his teeth, tensed the muscles of his body, he was suppressing the boiling blood.

A second later, the old robber came ten meters in front of Le Wuwu, and he raised his broadsword high on his horse, and the front hooves of the horse were raised high. "Centaur and One! The overlord destroys the world! The old robber's broadsword slashed straight at where Le Wuwu was. However, he cut it empty. The huge shadow of the sword slashed straight at the city wall not far away. The nearly ten-meter-high wall was able to withstand the attack, and the wall shook twice, and the section of the wall that had been slashed by the shadow of the knife collapsed, revealing a large hole that could be used for four people to advance side by side.

When the old robber came to ten meters in front of Le Wuwu, Le Wuwu was detonated, and was detonated by the huge sonic boom. The old bandit naturally used his skill when he sprinted, he compressed, concentrated, and surrounded all his sounds, attacking the enemy along with his real attack, this sonic boom could slightly disrupt the enemy's movements for a moment, and in his opinion, this sonic boom was a good auxiliary attack.

Joy comes back to life at the resurrection point five kilometers away. As soon as he was resurrected, his whole body trembled, his whole body trembled violently, he was afraid, he was also excited. He trembled louder and louder, and the bones in his body exploded, and the bones turned into a piece of powder in his body.

Le Wuwu slumped on the ground, and he shrunk into a small "pool" like a ball of water, like a soft-tissue slime. His skin, his veins, his limbs, all the organs in his body trembled, they all trembled violently.

"Death! Death and rebirth! It's so strong! He's amazing! Le Wuwu controlled his skeletless hands and feet, slowly stood up, and shouted loudly. His tears flowed frantically, and he shouted frantically: "At school, I fought hard, and I knew that I was so powerful!" It was so powerful that I couldn't even tell that I was standing in front of the stage and talking about me at that time. Inadequate! It's really not enough! External forces are not enough! ”

He held the wooden sword with spiritual power, and he lifted the wooden sword and took a step forward. His limp body immediately collapsed, and his right foot was suddenly shortened to ten centimeters.

"You can learn all of this! It turns out that this is how spiritual power is used! "He controlled the spiritual power in his body, flowing to the limbs and bones, and he was stationed. Le Wuwu's body immediately straightened, he lifted the wooden sword, and rushed towards the old bandit opposite.

"Charge!" On the way to charge, he learned the control methods of the old bandit, and gathered a sonic boom around him. His speed was faintly the same as that of the old robber.

On the way to the resurrection point, the old robber saw that he was happy. As soon as he pulled the reins, the horse lifted its front hooves. "War, trampling." The horse's hooves smashed on the ground, smashed out two pits, and the cracks spread to Le Wuwu, and the accompanying sound, the rhythm of ten thousand horses galloping, and the sonorous sound of war spears colliding, along with the cracks, rushed towards the charging Le Wuwu.

"Rhythm, up." The horse's hooves trampled on the ground in a peculiar rhythm, and with each step, an illusory knight emerged from the sound of war.

"Oh, ......, " An army, an iron-blooded, ruthless cavalry seemed to appear in front of his eyes, and behind them was a dim sky and blood-colored clouds. He could clearly see the spears glowing harshly in the reflection of the sunlight, and their blood-stained armor and cloaks made entirely of blood.

"If you fail the first volitional test, you're in a state of fear." In the eyes of outsiders, the momentum gathered around Le Wuwu was suddenly eliminated, and he stupidly rushed towards the cavalry in front of him, as he ran, his legs began to shorten, his body began to shorten, his hands were dragged to the ground by the wooden sword, and his neck could not support the weight of the head, and the head also fell to the ground.

Le Wuwu, who fell into a state of fear, did not feel all the pain in his body at all, and everything that could make him feel fear from childhood to adulthood first appeared in his mind, which could not make him fluctuate in the slightest. Until the infinite loop in my mind, the scene when the group of cavalry that seemed to come out of the region charged.

The joy in his mind lay on the ground in despair, burying his head deep in the earth. He could feel that in front of the cavalry, it was a desire to resist even for a second, he would die in an instant, his head would be cut off, he would be split in half, he would be cut in half, he would be cut off by the waist at the waist, he was killed by the cavalry in his own illusion, and the other part of his body that flew up looked coldly at the other part of the body falling softly. He saw himself repeating the process again and again, and every time, he was scared, why he was afraid, he didn't know why, he just knew, he was scared, he was scared, he was completely defenseless.

"No! Why is he so rubbish? Not even this fear can be shaken off. Even though this Despair Charge has been modified by me, without the charge, there is only one Fear Effect that is guaranteed to hit, and he should have gotten rid of it! No, I haven't even seen blood, I haven't even seen a dead person! The old robber guessed to himself, and he made the illusory cavalry stop their advance, "Is it true?" Isn't it true that you haven't even seen blood? Can such a person really meet the requirements of the system? ”

"Hey! Kill him, and the system will automatically help him get out of the illusion. Ay! I thought it was a good opponent, but I didn't expect it to be so vulnerable. ”

"I'd better look at his vision! Don't be the easiest thing to encounter and be afraid of. Otherwise, there is no salvation. The old robber said helplessly.

The old bandit closed his eyes and asked the system to enter the Joyful Fantasy to see.

"Agreed." The system replied to the old bandit's request.

The projection of the old robber entered the illusion of happiness under the wrapping of the power of the system.

As soon as he entered the illusion of Le Wuwu, he saw Le Wuwu pounce on a cavalryman galloping over. His body flew in the air and was stabbed to death by a single shot by one of the speeding horsemen, -300. Le Wuwu lay on the gun, stunned as he watched the blood flowing from his stomach. Immediately after, he vomited, and in the moment he was about to die, he vomited and spat out the knight who had pierced him. Immediately afterward, his eyes widened, and there was a deep fear of death in his eyes.

The old robber looked at the entire illusion carefully, and said helplessly: "The system is so unscrupulous, obviously a small illusion, it is forcibly reinforced by it, and it is realized." ”

"Hey! Those earthlings are too rubbish, too. It seems that there is not much time left for them, so the system has increased its efforts to cultivate a person who can be cultivated. So far, only nine people have succeeded. What a spoilt of this beautiful, calm and tranquil pure land. ”

"So far, the system has hinted at so much, and now there are no legions that can be formed. Forget it, it's none of my business anyway. When they die, they die, and if they are weak, they will be left to fend for themselves. ”