my practice game

Chapter 50

Two days later, the CET-[-] and CET-[-] exams were over.

Thanks to his persistence during this period, Lin Ze performed fairly well, needless to say, the probability of getting a high score is also very high.

On the other hand, Liu Jinghe, since he came back from the examination room, has a look of lovelessness on his face.

"Look more carefully, the fourth level has passed, no matter how depressed you are, it won't help." Chen Qigong patted Liu Jinghe on the shoulder.

Liu Jinghe was taken aback when he heard the words, and then showed a moved expression, "I didn't expect Chen Xueba to comfort me, I'm so touched."

In the middle of the conversation, Chen Qigong added, "If you have time to be depressed, it is better to focus on the next final exam. Don't forget that the final exam will start in less than half a month."

"." Liu Jinghe opened his mouth, finally turned around and hugged Lin Ze, crying, "Mr. Lin, save me! I will sit next to you during the exam!"

Lin Ze glanced at him, and said helplessly, "Isn't there still time? It's still too late to hold Buddha's feet temporarily!"

"No! The January show is coming soon, I have to hurry up and finish watching the October animation!"

"Then you are hopeless, farewell!"

After finally getting rid of Liu Jinghe's entanglement, Lin Ze picked up his shoulder bag and walked towards the library.

Chen Qigong is right, the sixth grade has passed, but the final exam is just around the corner, and he still can't relax in his studies. He now fixes a realistic hour of game time every day, but after the final exam is over, he can speed up the game and try to get all the points. into strength.

In the middle of the night, back in "Wasteland Sword Language", Lin Ze started hunting fire-breathing insects non-stop. On the way, he went back to the settlement area to replenish food. After 30.25 game days, the fire-attributed soul energy in Baidao had already disappeared. increased to [-]%.

crow
[Human male, 20 years old]

[Level: Warrior Level]

【Points: 137】
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Body training——
Physical fitness: 23
Basic Fighting Lv3
Qi Lv2——
weapons——
White knife 78.25% (steel 36.00%, high temperature 12.00%, fire 30.25%)

Knife Technique Lv3
"In terms of the progress of the soul knife, I am now equivalent to a fourth-level knife maker."

Looking at the information on the panel, Lin Ze pondered slightly, "However, if you add the advantages of Qi and physical fitness, it is not difficult to beat even a fifth-level swordsmith and a fifth-level insect beast, but a sixth-level"

Lin Ze, a level six worm beast, has never seen it before, so it is hard to guess, but the level six swordsmith has completely cast a soul knife, and has truly mastered the power of the soul knife. It is not a star and a half to surpass level five.

Lin Ze still vividly remembers the experience of taking the knife casting course for the first time. At that time, the old man who taught the class released the power of the soul knife named 'White Dwarf' and created a triple-gravity area, where all the students Overwhelmed.

Lin Ze asked himself, if he were to face the old man now, the triple-gravity area alone would be enough for him to show only half of his [-]% strength, and the hope of winning was very slim.

However, 'White Dwarf' belongs to the middle-level formula, and its power is naturally good. If it is replaced by the popular low-level formula of 'Kobelco', Lin Ze thinks that he should have the power to fight.

While thinking about it, Lin Ze suddenly felt the ground tremble, and at the same time, he heard the sound of rumbling and dull footsteps.

The situation in front of him seemed to be similar. After Lin Ze was stunned for a moment, he quickly remembered that something similar had happened when he encountered the giant tank worm. His heart moved, and he immediately found a hidden corner to hide.

As expected, with a loud roar, the dilapidated building not far away suddenly collapsed, and a hill-like figure broke through the dust in the sky, and slowly appeared in Lin Ze's vision.

It is a giant tank worm!

"It's strange. It's been almost a month since the news of the giant tank worm's infestation was reported to the guild. Why haven't they sent someone to clean it up?"

A mere fifth-level insect beast is not a difficult problem for the knifesmiths' guild, which is as strong as a cloud. It should be easy to clean up, and it won't take so long.

"Or, this giant tank is not the one from last time?" Lin Ze's eyes flashed speculation.

Hiding behind the wall, he quietly watched the giant tanks drift away.

In fact, with his current strength, it would not be difficult to kill the giant tank worm with some effort, but the latter possessed the 'rock' attribute soul energy, which was not the soul energy he needed, so there was no need to waste energy on it.

If you have the time and strength to kill the giant tank worms, it is better to kill a few more fire-breathing worms, which can not only absorb the fire attribute soul energy, but also increase the number of worms killed, so as to achieve the achievement of "Best Hunter III" as soon as possible.

Lin Ze made up his mind to wait for the giant tank to leave, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a malicious stare.

Feeling alert, Lin Ze suddenly raised his head and looked around, and soon saw three men beside a stone pile 300 meters away on the left.

All three of them were holding white knives, obviously they were all knife smiths, and Ding Beiye was among them.

Are they also avoiding giant tanks?
Just as this thought flashed through Lin Ze's mind, the next second he saw a ferocious smile flash across Ding Beiye's face, and he whispered something to the middle-aged man beside him, who nodded slightly and glanced at Lin Ze , and immediately raised the white knife horizontally, a cyan translucent air flow appeared out of thin air on the bright silver blade, wrapping around the knife body to form a cone-like wind roll.

In the next second, the middle-aged man swung his white knife violently and stabbed at the sky. Following his movements, the light blue wind rolled into the sky like a bullet, rapidly expanded and expanded in mid-air, and then crossed a huge parabola. It whizzed and smashed down at the position where Lin Ze was hiding.

Seeing this, Lin Ze didn't even think about it, and immediately left the hiding place. Accompanied by the loud explosion, the wall where he originally hid was crushed into countless rubble by the wind.

The loud movement immediately attracted the attention of the giant tank worm in the distance. It turned around brazenly and charged towards Lin Ze roaring like a prehistoric behemoth.

"Haha, this guy is dead!"

200 meters away, Ding Beiye watched this scene with a happy and cruel smile on his face.

Although the uncle forbade him to make more troubles, he finally met Lin Ze in the ruins of the city, and there happened to be a giant tank worm not far away. How could he let go of this rare opportunity, and immediately ordered the accompanying knife maker Make a move, borrow a knife to kill someone.

Lin Ze is only a second-level swordsmith, and he was stared at by the fifth-level giant tank insect. It can be said that he almost died. Ding Beiye seemed to have seen the scene of Lin Ze being trampled into flesh by the giant tank insect, and he was very moved. happy.

"I won't make it easier for the guy who offends me!" A cruel light flashed in Ding Beiye's eyes, "It's not just you, I won't let that bitch Su Lin go!"

However, just when Ding Beiye thought he had the trick, Lin Ze not far away suddenly turned around and rushed towards his hiding place.

Seeing this, Ding Beiye and the two swordsmiths were taken aback for a moment, and then their expressions changed drastically.

"Damn! This guy wants to drag us into the funeral!"

"Quick, stop him!"

Ding Beiye didn't need to order, the two swordsmiths had already realized that something was wrong, the middle-aged man immediately condensed his wind and threw it at the rushing Lin Ze, trying to stop his footsteps, while the other flat-headed man pulled away Ding Beiye's arm, turned and fled.

Lin Ze saw it, smiled coldly, moved his steps, and avoided the oncoming wind with ease. In a few strides, he flashed to the middle-aged man, and at this time, the latter had just condensed the second wind. roll.

Seeing that Lin Ze had rushed to the front, the middle-aged man turned hard, and immediately swung the wind-wrapped blade and slashed at Lin Ze fiercely. The violent wind tore the air openly, making a piercing whistling sound.

Lin Ze's expression remained unchanged, and he also waved his knife to meet him. In the middle of the way, a stream of sparks suddenly shot up on the surface of the blade, and spread to the entire blade in a blink of an eye, forming a raging flame.

The flame blade and the wind blade collided fiercely in the void, exploding a large area of ​​sparks and roaring. After only a moment of stalemate, the raging flames overwhelmed the pale blue wind, and the hot torrent scalded the middle-aged man's face with severe pain. .

He has so much experience, he immediately judged the progress of Lin Ze's soul knife from the intensity of the flames, and almost shouted in a desperate tone:

"Level [-] knifesmith!"

(End of this chapter)