"A lot of people think that pastors can't kill. ”

"It's the traditional concept. ”

"But the reality is not an online game, every class in the game of gods actually has strong combat power, it depends on how you use it. ”

"The priest does not have a strong means of attack, but he has a strong means of defense, and even if there are some strong means of attack in the later stage, it cannot actually make up for the lack of innate attributes. ”

"So what pastors are good at is protracted warfare, war of attrition. ”

"And if you want to fight a protracted war, a war of attrition, you must be good at fighting. The real meaning of being good is not to rush around with skills, but to be able to fight well even if you don't have skills. ”

"This requires strong combat skills, flexible pace, quick reactions, and moves. ”

"A good battle priest must be a fighting master!"

On the night after the Battle of Xingye Manor, Yuan Chenfei told Chu Liu a lot about the future development direction of pastors.

Among them is the teaching of the priest's methods of combat.

Relying on skills is definitely not the way of fighting for the priest, and it can even be said that it is not the way of fighting for any class, how to develop and use their abilities well is a problem that every class needs to consider.

And a good combat priest must have excellent fighting skills.

This is not an account of Liu Yang's notes, but Yuan Chenfei's own understanding.

Since then, the sixth year of junior high school has begun its own hard work.

Although he didn't have the skill of being knowledgeable, Yuan Chenfei would teach him.

For Yuan Chenfei, this is not only teaching, but also verifying what he thinks.

At this moment, a sword was successful, and the sixth junior looked at Bai Mao, shook his head, and gestured: This is not a skill, it is a skill.

"I don't believe it!" Whitefur roared and stood up.

The sixth year of junior high school is very serious: This is true, I don't have this skill. Since skills can be promoted through practice, they can also be mastered through practice. Although it will be difficult to start from scratch, it can still be done. But I'm sorry, it's really not my skill.

Saying that, the sixth cross sword pulled a sword flower, pointed at the white hair obliquely, and was full of posture, and it really had a bit of the taste of a kendo master.

"I don't believe it!" the white fur shouted and rushed over, stabbing the dagger again.

Chu Liu shook his head, his steps were staggered, and he avoided the sword, and at the same time, the cross sword slashed and hit the white-haired dagger, swinging it away.

When there is no blessing in the war overture, due to the attribute gap, the skills of the sixth year of junior high are meaningless.

But after blessing the war overture, the gap between the two narrowed, and the skills made up for the shortcomings, and it would be difficult for Bai Mao to bully with the speed of the killer.

So a scene appeared that he couldn't believe.

In the arena, Chu Liu is like a chic and casual swordsman, through quick and neat shots, he repels the white-haired attacks again and again.

There are no attack skills, purely relying on skills, and the sixth year of junior high school does not even rely on the strong attack of the cross sword, which is completely blocked, blocked, checked, and framed, and then counterattacked.

Every time he made a shot, it was not heavy, but it was bound to cause conspicuous injuries to Bai Mao.

The arena kept shouting, but the two people fighting didn't care anymore, they were just fighting each other seriously.

This was a rare opportunity for the sixth year of junior high school to verify what he had learned.

So the more he played, the more he felt it, and the more he played, the easier it became.

In contrast, it was the white hair who became more and more embarrassed the more he fought.

He could feel that life was passing by in his body, and he was becoming more and more immobile.

"No......" Whitefur muttered.

Chu Liu frowned.

He had just fought to the fullest and didn't want to give up.

So he raised his hand and added a healing mantra to Bai Mao.

"Roar!" the shouts grew louder and louder, and it was not known whether the gods liked or disliked the act.

The white-haired face twisted: "Are you humiliating me?"

Chu Liu thought about it, shook his head, and gestured: I just want to feel the battle.

"I'll fuck you!" Bai Mao jumped up, and the dagger raised a strong momentum in an instant, and a snowy light flashed from the tip of the blade.

Arousal!

He actually woke up at this time?

I don't know what the ability is, what means.

Chu Liu stared at the other party, he actually had many ways to deal with this blow, such as the Radiance Guardian, such as the Divine Judgment - with the Light of Arbitration, he could make the Arbitration Skills work as he wished.

But he didn't do any of that.

Looking at the white hair that pounced, the fighting spirit of the sixth year of junior high school was raised to the extreme.

His body curled up slightly, like a cheetah, at the moment when Bai ** approached him, he suddenly made a move, and the cross sword swept out a brilliant brilliance, colliding with the white hair's short dagger countless times in an instant, and then he leaned forward, rushed out three steps, and passed by the white hair.

Brush!

The figures of the two came to an abrupt halt.

Motionless.

Then Bai Mao shook his body, glanced at Chu Liu, and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all, and fell down directly.

Won.

Chu Liu's heart was very calm.

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded:

"Congratulations, you've gained insights in battle. ”

"You've learned that your skills are broad but not specialized, and your fighting skills have been greatly improved, and your skills correspond to skill levels of five. ”

"Since your knowledge is not specialized in self-comprehension, it belongs to both the system and the awakening skill. You get an optional permission: 1. Your Skill is reset to 1 level, and each level thereafter increases the effect by 1.5 times the normal effect. 2. Keep this permission and use it for other skills in the future, but the effect will be reduced to 125 times. ”

Chu Liu's mouth opened wide in surprise, and it took a moment to react.

Mystra: "What is your choice?"

Sixth Year Comparison: Can I Make a Choice Later?

Mistra: "No problem. ”

In the middle of the exchange, suddenly there was a huge roar in the arena.

Chu Liu looked up in shock and saw that his points had come out.

9124 points.

So high?

What shocked him even more was that he was at the top of the list in points.

I took the first place?

What's going on?

I didn't torture you.

Well, although it's true that the white hair's death is not very pretty.

He was still stunned, the scene changed, and the sixth year of junior high school found that he had returned to the side of the road.

A group of thugs were looking at him in amazement.

Also looked at the sword in his hand.

Colorful mythical weapons.

The gangsters looked at it in a daze, suddenly understood something, shouted, and ran away without a trace in an instant, leaving only one gangster who stayed in place and didn't understand, and that gangster was the one who said Lao Bao lied before.

He looked at the crowd running away, and suddenly laughed, and his appearance began to change, and it was Yuan Chenfei.

Yuan Chenfei looked at the sixth year of junior high school: "Good job." ”

Then he frowned: "I don't think there seems to be something in you." ”

The sixth junior high school told him what had just happened.

Hearing what happened to the sixth year of junior high school, Yuan Chenfei was also stunned: "There is such a thing." ”

Permissions!

I haven't gotten permission yet, but I got permission in the sixth year of junior high school.

Is this the permission of the authority, or is it something else?

Yuan Chenfei was still thinking about it, and the sixth year of junior high school had already asked: Which one should I choose?

Yuan Chenfei thought for a moment and looked up: "Mystra!"

No response.

"Okay. Yuan Chenfei shrugged: "It seems that you have to shout." ”

I shouted?

How do I shout?

The sixth day of the first month was amazed.

"Let's try it. ”

On the sixth day of the first month, he raised his head and said "Abba Aba" twice.

Mystra's voice appeared, "Decided?"

Yuan Chenfei: "I want to ask ......"

Mystra: "You don't have to ask me anything, it's not your authority. ”

"Okay, you ask him if this permission is related to the person with the authority, and can it be retained?"

On the sixth day of the first month, he raised his head and gestured.

Before he could finish the gesture, Mistra replied, "This is indeed a permission, but it is the lowest level of consumable permission, and it is not available after use. Of course, it can also be kept. ”

Yuan Chenfei continued: "In the sixth year of junior high school, you ask him again, can you accumulate?"

Before the sixth year of junior high school, Mystra had already said, "You can accumulate." ”

Yuan Chenfei: "...... you ask again?"

"You've got too many questions!" Mystra interrupted.

Yuan Chenfei smiled: "Are you talking to me? You said that this has nothing to do with me, why do you question me." ”

Mystra froze: "You can't take this opportunity to learn more about the rules of the gods. ”

"Isn't it ridiculous that people who play games can't understand the rules of the game?"

"It's not ridiculous at all. This is a game of the gods, and you are not the ones who play the game, but the ones who are played. ”

"If that's the case, we should not know the rules at all and be a real NPC, but that's not the case. ”

Mistra: "You humans have designed a lot of games, what is the one thing you've worked on in the process of designing games?"

"What?" Yuan Chenfei didn't understand.

"The intelligence of NPCs. ”

Yuan Chenfei understood: "So the gods see us as NPCs, and for them, the NPCs of human cameos are high-level intelligent NPCs. It's like we're designing the replayability of the game?"

"Yes. ”

"In that case, why don't you take the initiative to tell us the rules and make us NPCs more advanced?"

"A truly intelligent NPC will only look for rules on its own. ”

Yuan Chenfei nodded: "So, this is also part of the game?"

Mystra didn't answer.

Yuan Chenfei didn't want to give up yet: "Then I'm also looking for rules now, isn't it?"

"You have to learn from the experience yourself, not just ask like that. ”

But you answered. ”

"I'm just answering his question about the use of some of the permissions he already has, which is his right, but I can't answer more. ”

"But if I infer something else from what I already know, it doesn't matter, right?"

"Yes. ”

Yuan Chenfei breathed a long sigh of relief.

Now he's finally starting to understand a little.

All along, he relied on Liu Yang's notes to understand the game.

But now, he knows how the game really opens.

Yuan Chenfei raised a finger: "One last question." Can the permission card be superimposed with the permission of the sixth year of junior high school to play a role?"

"You want to give him your permission card?"

"Are you asking me a question?" Yuan Chenfei smiled.

Mystra thought for a moment and said, "I don't quite understand the relationship between emotions and interests between you humans, I'm just a system elf. ”

"He's my brother and it's my duty to be good to him. Yuan Chenfei replied.

So Mystra said, "The Unlimited Waiver Card is different from the Skill Enhancement Permission, it has a wider scope and more utility, and it is too wasteful to use it here." ”

"I only ask if I can or can't. ”

"Yes. ”

"What effect?"

"Three options: One, let his skills improve even more. Two: The number of exemptions is increased by one, but there is some additional cost. 3. Become a formal authority. However, any of the above choices will keep his Bo as an awakening skill, and cannot be improved through skill points. ”

Become an official authority?

Yuan Chenfei's eyes lit up suddenly, and the last sentence was not important.