Chapter 20: The Quarrel

The shaking of the little wild boar falling to the ground was quite large, it was like a small-scale earthquake, and the people around him were a little flurry when they saw the little wild boar fall to the ground.

It hasn't been long since the game started, and many people's minds haven't been converted from reality yet, and they don't know the difference between games and reality.

In the game, even if it is a first-level monster, the size can be infinitely large, but the attributes will not be separated from the first-level, in other words, even if this little wild boar looks like a mountain, but as long as it is still a first-level ordinary monster, then Lin Nan can kill it, and the size difference is simply ignored.

But ordinary people don't know, in their opinion, this wild boar is more than four meters long, how big should the impact be? I'm afraid that I can't even kill it with a gun, but I was stoned to death by a strange man with a wooden hammer, and this visual impact is incomparable.

Lin Nan didn't pay much attention to what those people thought, he looked at his blood volume and frowned.

is also a first-class monster, the little boar's blood volume is only 260 points, which is forty points less than that of the chocobo, but the little boar is much more powerful than the chocobo, because the 260 points of blood are real, and the chocobo's blood volume is minus one-third of the escape, and the chocobo has no skills, but the little boar has.

The average loss of blood for Lin Nan to kill a chocobo is about sixty, but the killing of this little wild boar has lost nearly 100 blood, if you count the fangs piercing There are still four seconds to end, Lin Nan will lose one hundred and twenty points of blood when killing a small wild boar, more than half, this number is quite not optimistic.

Lin Nan now thinks that he must be a relatively powerful group of people, and he can even be said to be the top group of people in Anping City now, after all, he has ten days of experience in his previous life, and he didn't waste any time, he killed the little wild boar and lost one hundred and twenty points of blood, what about those who are only at the first level now? You can't beat it alone.

"Grass, grass, girl, add blood, grass, Lao Tzu is dying." Lin Nan groaned, and Brother Mao's shouting sound sounded, as long as Brother Mao was there, there would be no loneliness anywhere.

"You run." Zheng Bo yelled angrily.

"Run you Ma, if Lao Tzu could run, he would have run a long time ago, damn it, the monster runs faster than Lao Tzu." Brother Mao also roared back.

"I'm going to let you run out, grass, so I can't blame it." Zheng Bo is also hairy.

Lin Nan looked at it and suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.

Brother Mao circled around a big tree, followed by a small wild boar behind his buttocks, Zheng Bo and Wang Dan stood in the distance, Zheng Bo showed a shadow arrow green light in his hand, but as soon as it appeared, it quickly went out again, which was the interruption of spellcasting.

The reason why this is the case is because Brother Mao takes the little wild boar around in circles and runs behind the tree from time to time, in this case, the spell will be defaulted to the loss of the target, so the spell will be cast and interrupted, which is a very painful problem for the spell profession.

In the early stage, many spells require a cast time, during which the enemy must be in sight, and if not, the spell cannot be cast.

Originally, beast monsters are stupid, they will never dodge spells, but Brother Mao took the little wild boar around the tree, Zheng Bo also has little experience, when the little wild boar came out from behind the tree, he began to chant, and when he was halfway through the chanting, the little wild boar had already run behind the tree, and then the spell was interrupted, which was a pure waste of time.

The little wild boar's attack interval came again, and the sharp fangs stabbed forward, directly into Brother Mao's chrysanthemum, and a critical hit number appeared on Brother Mao's head: 48.

The attack power of the little wild boar is lower than that of the chocobo, but this time it triggers the hidden setting, that is, the critical hit rate of the back attack will increase, and the fangs are poked on Brother Mao's chrysanthemum, Lin Nan feels pain for him, of course, this is a psychological effect.

As soon as Brother Mao's blood volume dropped to a dangerous value, Lin Nan took a look, and there were only about ten points of blood left, and the number plus five minus five floated up from his head every second, this is the recovery technique and the fangs piercing are all working, just to maintain the situation, but if there is the next attack, Brother Mao will definitely lie there.

Lin Nan naturally couldn't see death without help, so he immediately rushed over, and with a swing of the sledgehammer, it smashed on the head of the little wild boar, and the huge damage directly shifted the little wild boar's hatred.

Seeing that Lin Nan came to save him, Brother Mao didn't run away, his mother scolded his mother more than his mother, and rushed to the back of the little wild boar and punched and kicked him, don't look at him playing happily, the damage caused is only a pitiful few points, and it will only float up once in three seconds.

A cloud of green light flew from afar with a dark aura and hit the back of the little wild boar, this was Zheng Bo's shadow arrow, which caused fifteen points of damage, and with Lin Nan's hatred of pulling the little wild boar, Zheng Bo also had a chance to make a move.

Lin Nan could handle the little wild boar by himself, not to mention adding two people, so soon, the little wild boar's body fell to the ground.

"Grass, grass, stupid, you cross? Didn't you let Lao Tzu die? Brother Mao scolded and continued to kick the little wild boar with his feet, "Oh, why is there an ash bag?" ”

"You hit this little wild boar first, right?"

"That's right." Brother Mao said as a matter of course: "Lao Tzu began to directly stab the chrysanthemum of this pig." ”

"The bag is yours, and it contains your class weapon."

"Weapons?" Brother Mao's eyes lit up: "Grass, a hammer like you?" No, this bag is too small. ”

"You have a little brain." Lin Nan was really speechless: "This is a game, this bag is a space bag, not to mention a hammer, it can be loaded with a mountain, and it can be opened with a slap of your hand." ”

Brother Mao happily slapped open the bag, and when he saw that it was a staff, he immediately scolded again: "Mom, why isn't it a big knife?" Let's have a stick. ”

"That's a staff, not a stick, you're a mage, don't take a staff or a broadsword? The brain is really sick. Lin Nan also became not very polite, it was really Brother Mao who was too cheap, and Lin Nan felt embarrassed if he didn't scold.

Wang Dan and Zheng Bo walked over, Wang Dan stiffened his little face and glared at Brother Mao: "Uncle, why are you so stupid?" ”

"Stupid?" Brother Mao pointed to himself and exaggeratedly shouted: "Girl, you said that you let Lao Tzu go around the tree, the tree Lao Tzu went around, but he was almost arched to death by the little wild boar, it's the girl that you have a problem with your method, how refreshing it is to go around the tree and cut it to death directly." ”

"You're stupid, you're stupid, you're stupid, uncles will fight monsters around trees." The little girl has a psychological advantage and will not be afraid of Brother Mao.

Brother Mao didn't want to be like a little girl, so he pointed at Zheng Bo and scolded: "You were chirping just now, didn't you say that you can use skills?" Grass, Lao Tzu almost died. ”

Zheng Bo could only smile bitterly, this Brother Mao is purely a tiger, and he can't expect to reason with a tiger.

"Still laughing, laughing"

"Alright." Lin Nan shouted, feeling that his head was very big, just brought three people, this kind of problem has already appeared, I really don't know why the protagonist in the novel is so awesome, the tiger body is shaken, and all kinds of little brothers worship him, how can it be so difficult to fall on him.

"Well, big brothers, can I join you?" A weak voice was the handsome boy from before.