Gao Wu: Invincibility begins with basic archery

Chapter 270 Do you know this person? (seeking subscription)
Gao Jinming's eyes gradually dimmed, and finally he lost his spirit and fell to the ground.

Chen Fan exhaled slowly.

At this point, this matter should be considered over.

Of course, it would be better if the person named Du did not escape.

But there is nothing that can be done about it. These awakened ones have all kinds of strange abilities. In comparison, clones are not that rare. As for the subsequent revenge.

He's not stupid, since such a big incident happened with this identity, he's naturally hidden from now on, just a vest.

The only thing to worry about is whether smart people will notice if you use Windward Slash later.

"Forget it, let's talk about it later. To be on the safe side, I'd better take these corpses back. They also have space items on them, and maybe there are some valuable things in them."

Chen Fan knelt down and touched the corpse with his palm.

The corpse immediately disappeared in place and appeared among the space items.

This was something he only learned about when he read the item introduction in the association.

Living things cannot be put into space objects, but after the living things die, they can.

The next moment, his figure appeared at the place where the previous battle broke out,

Put the several corpses on the ground into the space objects,

Looking around, the surroundings are terribly quiet,
The guards who could be seen everywhere disappeared without a trace as if they had evaporated.

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's take Meng Xue back first."

His figure disappeared in place again.

……

"puff!"

A man who had his eyes closed and his legs crossed on the futon suddenly opened his eyes, and a mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth, dyeing a large piece of the ground in front of him red, which was shocking.

"Huh, huh..."

The man rested his hands on the ground and let out a rapid panting sound. After a full two minutes passed, he slowly raised his head, revealing a familiar face.

That's right, it was Du Hao who was killed by Chen Fan in Anshan City.

It's just that compared with the ruddy and radiant complexion before, at this moment, both his complexion and lips are frighteningly white, like a ghost.

"Damn it!"

Du Hao gritted his teeth, wishing to cut Chen Fan into pieces.

That's right, his ability is a clone, as long as the real body is not dead, he can live forever.

But this does not mean that the death of the clone has no effect on him.

On the contrary, once the clone dies, he will pay a very heavy price,

Every time the avatar dies, the strength of the real body will regress by nearly [-]%. This does not seem to be a big deal, but it will be a big deal when you come back from practice.

He also thought so at the beginning, so he didn't spare his life at all. He went deep into dangerous places, or in order to let other people in the team retreat, he led away the powerful beast alone, and was killed in the end.
He is also proud of the huge benefits and prestige brought to him by doing so, and feels lucky for his awakened ability.

Until later, he gradually realized something was wrong.

To be precise, when he broke through from D-level awakener to C-level, he felt that something was wrong.

Because the D-rank awakener who was in the same period as him became a C-rank in half a year, but it took him nearly two years.

What kind of concept is this? You must know that when he was cultivating, he summoned a clone to practice together. Theoretically, the speed of cultivation was twice that of others. As a result, the cultivation time was more than twice that of others. Once there, the efficiency is almost one-fifth of others!

After becoming a C-level awakener, this is even more obvious.

The same resources, even several times the resources of others, his cultivation speed is one-tenth of others!

After others have already passed the C-level threshold and become a B-level awakened person, he is still standing still.

Until then, he finally understood that the price of the clone's death was not only the regression of strength, but also the difficulty of improvement.

Every time the avatar dies, the difficulty of cultivation increases.
The difficulty of each death increase is much higher than the previous one!

The more times he dies, the greater the difficulty will be, until he finally reaches a level where he has to put in ten times or dozens of times the effort of others to catch up with others.

Therefore, to some extent, he, who seems to be immortal, is more afraid of death than others.

This is also one of the reasons why he tried his best to win over Chen Fan before. He died nearly ten times. If he dies again, he may be bound to the level of a C-level awakened person in this life.
The second reason is that in his opinion, so what about a mere martial artist, even if he is a true Yuan Realm martial artist?

To get his favor, one should just come over and bow down to him.

result……

Thinking of this, Du Hao became furious and spat out a big mouthful of blood again.

He wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, stood up, and walked out of the room.

"grown ups!"

The two awakened people at the door were shocked when they saw this.

What's going on, could it be that something went wrong when Mr. Du was practicing?
"Call me Ling Shiyao, and find me a painter by the way."

"Yes!"

The two didn't know what was going on, but they still carried out the order quickly.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Du Hao's mouth.

Two or three minutes later, two men walked in one after the other,

The person in front is the one who left just now,
Following behind was a middle-aged man with extraordinary bearing, tall and close to 1.9 meters, taller than the person in front by a head.

It's just that when he saw Du Hao, the middle-aged man was like a deflated balloon,
The previous momentum instantly languished, bent over, looked at Du Hao who was sitting drinking tea, and asked flatteringly:

"I don't know Mrs. Du, what's the purpose of finding the little one? If it's useful for the little one, please just tell Mrs. Du."

"President Ling, sit down."

Du Hao pointed to the empty seat next to him and said.

"Yes."

Ling Shiyao sat down cautiously, or only sat on half of the side.

"President Ling, please wait for a while. I have something very important to tell you later."

"Don't dare."

Ling Shiyao hurriedly said, a heart instantly raised to his throat.

I don't know this one, what exactly is he looking for?
I don't know if it is a good thing or a bad thing.

"Ugh."

Thinking of this, he sighed heavily inwardly.

Don't look at him as the president of the Kowloon City Branch of the Jiangnan District Martial Arts Association. He is very powerful and has an extraordinary status.

In front of this person, you have to be honest. Once you annoy the other party, everything before will be wiped out.

Soon, there was a burst of rapid footsteps,

Two more people walked in.

The person behind him was carrying a backpack, hunched over, head lowered.
"My lord, the painter you are looking for has been brought here. He is the best painter in the city, and the things he draws are no different from the photos."

The man in front said,
"is it?"

Du Hao put down the teacup in his hand, pointed his finger at the painter, and said, "Come here."

The man trembled when he heard the words, raised his head, and walked over tremblingly, his heart was like fifteen buckets fetching water, up and down.

"I said, if you draw well, you will be rewarded. If you draw poorly, don't blame me for being rude."

Du Hao said coldly.

"Yes Yes."

The painter nodded in fright.

There is no doubt that if this person in front of him kills him, he will not have any difficulties.

He hurriedly spread out the drawing paper and mixed the paints.

The two men on the side and Ling Shiyao all showed puzzled expressions when they saw this,

I didn't dare to ask any more questions, I just watched quietly.

Soon, the artist picked up the pen and said as thin as a mosquito: "My lord, I, I am ready."

"it is good,"

Du Hao recalled Chen Fan's appearance in his mind, and began to describe it.

After several adjustments on the way, soon, a man with a sturdy appearance and a long knife appeared on the drawing paper.
Except for some differences in details, it is almost identical to Chen Fan's appearance after his disguise.
"Big, my lord."

The painter swallowed, and looked at Du Hao anxiously.

According to the latter's description, the person he drew is like this, and he doesn't know if it matches the other person's wishes.

But Du Hao stared at the portrait like a fascination.

After a while, he laughed loudly, with unforgettable hatred in his eyes.

"That's right, that's right, it's him!"

"Wang Liang, transfer 100 million to his card."

"Yes, my lord."

The man who was called responded.

"Thank you sir, thank you sir!"

The painter was so excited that he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Du Hao.

100 million, when will he earn so much money?

As a result, just draw a picture here.

Soon there were only three people left in the room. Du Hao raised his head and waved to Ling Shiyao beside him.

"President Ling, come and have a look, do you know this person?"

"it is good."

Ling Shiyao hurried over, staring at the person in the portrait with eyes as wide as a bull's.

Du Hao picked up the tea bowl and took a sip.

It's not that he has nothing to do, or that his throat is thirsty.
It is this tea that has a good stabilizing effect on the soul,
As for finding Ling Shiyao, it's very simple.
There are only so many warriors in the True Yuan Realm,
If you exclude those who are attached to the awakened ones, there will be even fewer.

Let Ling Shiyao come over and recognize him,
If you can directly recognize who this guy is,

Naturally, it couldn't be better.
He directly led someone to catch him,

He couldn't swallow the breath in his heart without torturing him a thousand times.

It's okay if you don't recognize it.

Just let him check it out,

Can't find it?

snort!
Time passed by every minute and every second, in a blink of an eye, 3 minutes passed,
Ling Shiyao frowned into a Sichuan character,
Does he really not recognize the person in front of him?
But Du Hao called him, probably because he wanted to know who this person was, and there must have been some unpleasant things between the two parties.

If he told the truth, he might be blamed.

"Why, haven't you decided what answer to give me yet?"

Looking at Ling Shiyao who wanted to sink his eyes into the painting, Du Hao sneered.

"My lord, my little one, I really can't recognize who this person is, and I don't remember seeing this person before, but,"

Ling Shiyao hurriedly said: "Please give me a week, sir. When the time comes, I will definitely bring this person to you."

(End of this chapter)