All players: I can choose my own dungeon rewards.

Chapter 274 Forty-Eight Countries in Progress and Chaos
The ability of Sword Intent is actually a special skill that professional swordsmen players will unlock when they reach Level 30. It has three functions.

First, it will increase all damage caused by the swordsman by 30%. Second, it will cause the swordsman's attacks to be accompanied by mental and will damage, and it will no longer be a pure physical kitchen knife. Third, Wang Zhifan only knew this ability after he had just practiced it. Yes, the sword intention will allow the swordsman to awaken a special effect according to his own will.

For example, what Wang Zhifan has just mastered in the Xuanhun Secret Palace is the special effect on the killing side, destruction: the target injured by your sword intention is extremely difficult to recover from the injury or be resurrected in any form, unless the existence of such an effect is far stronger. Much more than you.

This special effect can be simply understood as prohibiting treatment and prohibiting resurrection. It is very effective against certain types of enemies. Wang Zhifan feels that it is just fine.

At the same time, it is worth noting that because the special effects of the sword's intention are related to the swordsman's personal will, it is actually not static. It will change to a certain extent according to the swordsman's own cultivation level, and even has some differences with the swordsman's personal state of mind. Relationship can be regarded as a dynamic growth ability.

"The skill "Sword Intent" does not appear on my panel now. It seems that it has been classified into the skill column. It is the same as my Mengga Clone, Menghua Sword Light, Dream Entering, Dream Breaking, Dream Transformation and other abilities. A truth."

Looking at the panel that was brought up in front of him, Wang Zhifan sighed more and more what a profound meaning the label "Deng Meng Sword Sutra Level 5" represents. It seems to be only a few words, but it represents more than half of his life as a swordsman. Strength implies a series of skills he possesses. It can be said that his ability to cultivate to this point is not as simple as it seems on the surface. It is the result of personal efforts and external advantages that complement each other.

While he was thinking, he let out a dream and cloned himself into the current bedroom, and then easily controlled the clone to pass through the wall, through the villa, and to the flower gardens on both sides of the front of the mansion.

Then he was seen controlling this clone to perform an operation that he had never been able to do before:

The avatar slowly bent down, stretched out his hand to pick a pink crabapple flower in the flower bed, and held it in his hand. Then he looked at the flower in his hand and recited a poem, "There will be a day when flowers bloom again, but no one will." No matter how young you are.”

"Well...can you introduce me to the situation in your country and the situation in neighboring countries."

"Your Majesty! The Xin family has turned against you. Please be more careful and don't leave the palace easily."

After briefly testing the new ability of my dream clone, Wang Zhifan took it back into his dreamland. Even though he knew that his clone had improved a lot in other aspects, such as its combat power, he didn't bother to test it. Anyway, There are many such opportunities in the future, or they will come soon.

"Your Majesty, now that you have ascended to the throne, you must not speak like this anymore. You need to address widows and orphans. You should address old ministers as officials or beloved ones."

In the blink of an eye, Wang Zhifan found himself in a simple and even slightly rough hall. The hall was made of mud and stone. Even the floor of the hall was mud, and the walls were plastered with white ash. It looked like Quite an ancient style.

[Note: The penalty level mechanism will be lifted during this instance. 】

[The new king of Fengguo: Fengguo is a small country among the forty-eight countries in chaos. Recently, the Fengguo family was unexpectedly destroyed, leaving no orthodox successor. You were recognized by the Fengguo minister as the only descendant of the royal family, and you ascended to the throne in a hurry . 】

They saw that the old man did not directly answer Wang Zhifan's words, but instead educated him.

"Although using these two abilities will increase the consumption of the skills allocated in the clone, the progress brought about by the improvement of the realm of the Dream Sword Sutra is still very meaningful. I can use them to do more in the future. Once operated, the mysterious and treacherous characteristics of the Dameng Sword Sutra will become more and more apparent."

Wang Zhifan's attitude towards dungeons has now changed to this. He no longer regards playing dungeons as a kind of training, but has returned to the original intention of the game as a way to please himself. If you don't understand him, If people know that he has such thoughts, they will definitely think that he has expanded, but those who understand him will know that he has adjusted to an excellent state.

At this time, Wang Zhifan had read the initial description of the dungeon and knew that he had been cheated by the dungeon very gloriously. He had become the Lord of Feng Country, who didn't look very strong at first glance, and who had just ascended to the throne and whose position was very unstable. But he didn't panic at all, and asked the old man in front of him who was suspected to be a trusted minister with a calm face.

[Your dungeon identity is set as: the new king of Feng Country. 】

"It's time to write a copy every day again. I haven't given myself much time to relax in the past two days, so go to the dungeon and have a good time."

"This old guy has so many rules... Who is the king... But let's do as the Romans do."

Although he regarded the copy of Extraordinary Game as a kind of entertainment, Wang Zhifan would not be careless. He still checked all aspects of his preparations as usual, and then started the copy and disappeared into the bedroom.

At this moment, the old man in civilian clothes raised his head with gray hair, bowed to Wang Zhifan who was standing in front of him, and said.

He is currently sitting on a big yellow wood chair that has a bit of a bump on his butt. Standing in front of him with a slight bow is a sixty-year-old man wearing gray cloth. The old man looks a little worried. On both sides of the door of the hall further ahead , then stood two armored guards.

[Copy goal: Choose and join any of the forty-eight countries in chaos, and help that country defeat other countries to achieve hegemony. 】

[Detected that you are a VIP player, starting to initialize your copy identity...]

"I'm very energetic. The meal Yali and Yilin cooked for me yesterday was also very rich. Now I'm not hungry at all. There are plenty of reserves in the space... It seems that I just need to change my equipment and be done."

This kind of behavior, which seems to be no big deal to others, is a considerable improvement for his clones, because he can now control them to construct his own entity, and can speak normally, which is no longer as easy as before. The mute phantom form that wears gangs.

Wang Zhifan actually didn't like this kind of old-fashioned title, but he thought it would be better to keep a low profile during the initial stage of the copy, so he didn't have an attack and said again:
"What Ai Qing said is absolutely true. Please Ai Qing tell me about the situation in your country and neighboring countries."

He brought the topic back to the right track again, and the old man in front of him began to talk.

"Your Majesty, our country is located in a remote mountainous area. It used to be stable all year round. However, in recent years, countries in the chaotic situation have begun to compete for hegemony. I am afraid it is difficult to stay out of it. After the death of the late king, it has become even more unstable... As for our neighboring countries, To the north is Kui, a small country separated by mountains, so there is nothing to fear... To the south is the Tao Kingdom. Although it is not big, it relies on the art of pottery figurines and is very ambitious. It has recently swept away the Yin army, and I am afraid that it will be destroyed in the near future. They will attack our country Feng... The country Yin in the east has been exhausted in recent years and may be in danger of subjugation..."

“What country is in the west of our country?”

Wang Zhifan listened to him and found that he did not mention the state of the West, so he asked casually. "Your Majesty, the west is a desert. I have never heard of a country. There are only sandy wanderers. Although they have invaded our land all year round, they are only a minor problem."

After hearing this, the commoner old man looked at Wang Zhifan in front with a slightly strange look and replied.

"Well... please, my dear, please bring me a map to take a look at."

Wang Zhifan knew that he was a little exposed, but he didn't care very much and continued to instruct the old man to do something for him, asking him to understand the current situation so that he could complete the task of the copy.

However, before the old man in common clothes below could respond, he heard the sound of footsteps coming from outside the hall. At the head was a middle-aged bearded man wearing silk clothes and riding a horse, followed by two to three hundred armored men. Soldiers, the big man led his men to the front of the hall and shouted inside:
"The new king is foolish and ignorant! We want to establish a good king! Anyone who stands in the way will be killed!"

When the middle-aged bearded man riding a tall horse shouted, the armored soldiers he brought had quickly surrounded the entire hall, and beheaded the two guards in three strikes. It is said that the people inside can hardly fly even if they have wings.

"Doctor Xin! You broke into the royal palace without permission! How audacious!"

When the old man in cloth saw this situation, he was so angry that he immediately ran out of the hall and yelled at the other party.

But there was destined to be no response to his question. Only a soldier next to the man who was about to come raised his bow and shot an arrow, straight at the old man's throat!
Wang Zhifan, who was still sitting on the throne in the back, wanted to help the old man block the attack at this time, but he suddenly felt a good energy coming out of the old man's body and stopped his actions.

Then I saw the sharp arrow in the air that was supposed to penetrate the old man's throat stopped in front of the old man, and then collapsed into several pieces out of thin air and scattered. The old man ran forward and slapped a palm to fly away. He stopped two soldiers blocking the door and shouted loudly:
"Your Majesty, run away! I swear to my death to clear the way for you!"

"Haha...Old guy...I never thought you had cultivation skills...but what's the use!"

The middle-aged bearded man riding on the tall horse saw the old man in cloth suddenly showing off his power. He frowned at first, then showed a disdainful smile on his lips, jumped off his horse, and blocked the old man in cloth himself.

He was even more powerful than the old man. The old man, who was very brave in the face of the soldiers, was quickly suppressed and unable to move forward even half a step, let alone clear the way for someone.

"My late king... I have let you down..."

After the commoner old man and the big man exchanged moves in a few seconds, they realized that they were no match for each other, not to mention that there were hundreds of soldiers watching eagerly around them. His mission of assisting the new king seemed to be coming to an abrupt end, and it was unavoidable. A little bit of snack is like death.

But at this moment when he was ready to fight to the death, a young man's voice suddenly sounded behind him, and at the same time, there was an inexplicable expression of shock on the face of the middle-aged bearded man in front of him. This man seemed to be completely stunned at the moment. , even if the commoner old man hit him with his palm, there was no reaction.

"Are you the leader of the Xin family? Why did you want to murder me?"

The words came from Wang Zhifan. He had stepped down from the throne at some point, and walked slowly to the middle-aged man, looking at him calmly.

"I... I am aware of my guilt! Please spare my life, Your Majesty!"

The middle-aged bearded man looked inexplicably shocked for a second, then struggled a few times, and found that he was still unable to move. From the corner of his eye, he saw other soldiers around him looking similarly stiff, and he knew that he had been underestimated. After receiving the power of the new king, he quickly changed his words and begged for mercy from the young man who came to him.

"I want to ask you why you did this!"

Wang Zhifan seemed very dissatisfied with his answer. He suddenly asked again with a slightly heavier tone, and the chill in his eyes became heavier.

"Your Majesty! I have been deceived by a traitor! I beg your Majesty to spare my life! I deserve death for my crime! I am willing to make meritorious deeds for my crime!"

The middle-aged strong man felt Wang Zhifan's murderous intention, and his body became increasingly unable to move. He couldn't help but panic, and almost burst into tears and began to beg for mercy. His acting skills were quite skillful.

"It's boring..."

When Wang Zhifan saw that his reaction was so despicable and without any grace, some of the thoughts that had arisen in his heart were instantly extinguished, and then he didn't see any other actions. The middle-aged bearded man in front of him was completely frozen. , even the facial expressions entered a frozen state, and then the next moment, the bodies of the leader and the two or three hundred armored soldiers he brought around him exploded at the same time, like ice cubes exploded and shattered into fine ice slag, flying away Only tattered clothes were left in the air around them.

"Your Majesty...this..."

The commoner old man was stunned after witnessing such a huge change. He first looked at the people around him who had turned to ashes in disbelief. He didn't understand how all this happened. Then he inevitably asked the only suspect. Wang Zhifan, after all, there are only two of them left here. He definitely doesn't have that ability. All of this can only be caused by the other party.

"My dear, don't ask about things you shouldn't ask... quickly get the map and let's continue talking."

Wang Zhifan didn't explain what he had just done. He didn't even ask the leader of the Xin family about related matters. It seemed that he didn't care about the consequences at all and chose to continue to understand the dungeon world at his own pace.

This is because he confirmed through the conflict between the two sides just now that the combat effectiveness of Fengguo's armed personnel is not high and they are not qualified to fight against him. In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are in vain. He has absolute power to take charge. This small country, no matter how many obstacles there are within it.

What really makes him care about is the situation of other countries outside. In order to achieve the purpose of this copy, he must defeat other countries, which may even include some player forces. The combination of these forces is what he must pay attention to. Get a rough idea as soon as possible and then formulate a plan for domination.

(End of this chapter)