"Hint: The final test, officially begins, pass this test, and you will be able to become an official seventh-order marauder!"

After waiting patiently for ten minutes, the voice of the Endless Spirit finally arrived, Mo Fan couldn't wait, and when he turned his eyes, he immediately found that a figure appeared not far away. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Familiar figure, handsome face, coupled with the black giant sword, isn't that Mo Fan himself?

"Demons? Too old-fashioned, right? The corners of Mo Fan's eyes twitched slightly.

"I'm not a demon!" The man shook his head, "I'm your clone, and I have the same seventh-order strength as you, as long as you defeat me, you can ......"

"Poof!"

A head flew high, Mo Fan looked at his headless body in front of him, how strange it looked, he couldn't help but say angrily: "Who the hell told you that I only have seventh-order strength?"

"Hint: Congratulations on successfully passing the test and officially becoming a Seventh-Order Marauder!"

Mo Fan's current strength, killing an eighth-order marauder is like slaughtering a dog, not to mention a so-called seventh-order test, for him, it is too simple, not challenging at all, and it doesn't even let him warm up, let alone have a good time.

Fortunately, this reward for promotion to the seventh rank can still make him look forward to it, and if it can make him satisfied, it will not be in vain for him to waste these ten minutes or so.

But after Mo Fan glanced at the attribute panel, he found that there was no improvement except that the rank had become the seventh order, and then the voice of the Endless Spirit sounded.

"Hint: Congratulations on your promotion to Rank 7 Marauder and your ability to gain Perfect Control!"

Name: Perfect Control

Type: Skill

Rank: ???

Function: Perfect control of your own strength

Special effects: After the body is newly improved, it can be perfectly controlled in the shortest time

Note: Only with this skill can you show your true strength!

This skill didn't seem like much, but Mo Fan clearly knew how terrifying this skill was, which was why a predator above the seventh order was so much stronger than a sixth-order marauder.

In fact, the speed at which each marauder improves his strength is very fast, at least one copy per month, and once he comes out alive, his strength will definitely increase to a certain extent, or even a large increase.

Therefore, the strength of a predator is constantly improving every month, and it is fast. But the strength has improved so quickly, in just a month's time, at most, it is to be familiar with oneself, and it is simply a fool's dream to really move all one's strength to the point of perfection.

And Mo Fan's strength increase speed can only be described as a rocket, after each copy, his strength must skyrocket, and the interval between each copy is not short.

So every time he is just familiar with his own attributes, he can't even use it flexibly, let alone use it to the point of perfection, it's just wishful thinking, if he changes anyone, his strength will improve so quickly, and it is impossible to use it perfectly.

Fortunately, Mo Fan is still quite smart, and every time he directly uses extremely strong attributes to kill the enemy, he will not play skills and tricks at all.

If you encounter an enemy whose strength is lower than his, there is definitely no problem in doing so, and if you encounter an enemy with a similar strength to him, the disadvantages will really manifest.

It can be said directly that a seventh-order marauder with perfect control has the same attributes, but a seventh-order marauder without perfect control can fight four or five, and it must be absolutely crushed, which is the gap.

One side is a grandmaster who skillfully uses every bit of his own strength, while the other side is just a rookie who fights purely by feeling, and he can't even control his strength and speed, and the gap is self-evident.

After obtaining this skill, Mo Fan twisted his body slightly, the bones in his body made a crackling sound, and he closed his eyes tightly, as if he was intoxicated in a certain state.

This feeling of being able to perfectly control every ounce of strength and speed of oneself is too subtle. His strength has improved too quickly, and it can even be said that it is exaggerated quickly, and he has always been barely familiar with his own attributes, so as not to hurt himself.

Now that there is this, it can be regarded as completely removing Mo Fan's biggest shortcoming, although his attributes have not improved in the slightest, he feels that his combat power has at least increased several times.

Now he has reached a terrifying level of control and use of his own ability. It's like in the past, when he was asked to use 100 points of strength, he could only estimate it, and try to estimate it with his own feelings, but it would not be accurate at all, and there would even be a big gap.

And now, no matter how much power he wants to use, he can be accurate to a single digit, and his agility is the same, he can control the speed at will, which is a terrifying exaggeration.

This reward for promotion to the seventh order was really satisfying to Mo Fan, he never thought that there would be such a divine skill, it was really tailor-made for various marauders.

What's more, when his attributes skyrocket in the future, he can control it in the shortest possible time, and he doesn't need to adapt to time at all, which is really suitable for him.

There will no longer be a situation where he obviously has an eighth-order attribute, but can only use the strength of the seventh-order, Mo Fan's current feeling is more comfortable than getting a ninth-order skill.

This harvest is really a little better than he expected, he thought that he would send him a little thing and attribute points at will like last time, but he didn't expect to come directly to such a hi one.

……

After returning home, Mo Fan finally didn't have to worry about his strength rising too fast and accidentally crushing the bowl, and he didn't need to worry about his agility being too high and accidentally hitting the wall.

A powerful attribute, the only feeling he has is handy, as if it has been used for hundreds of years, thousands of years, familiar can no longer be familiar, every bit of strength, every point of speed, and even every inch of muscle, can be perfectly mobilized, move with your heart!

"Hint: Your next quest will be opened early, in five hours, so be prepared!"

The sudden sound of the Endless Spirit made Mo Fan wake up from his self-exaltation, and he suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a fine light in his eyes.

If you don't want to guess, you know, it must be the revenge of the person behind the curtain again, but it is conceivable that this time it will not be so simple.

Last time, the other party had an eighth-order marauder planted in his hands, so this time, what was it that greeted him? Ninth Order Marauder? Or did the man come out himself?

However, according to Mo Fan's guess, the possibility of that person going out in person is very low, and the other party must be restricted by something, otherwise last time, it would not be the woman who came to kill him, it should be the deity of that person who came to kill him!