I only have one level

Chapter 137 Battle Ball
It was already noon after the morning class, and today's class was extremely boring, Mu Wen was not listening, just ate something and entered the game again.

After Mu Wen entered the game, she found that Yu Qian was also online, but thinking that she should be leveling, she didn't bother her.

The first thing Mu Wen did after logging into the game was to check the status bar. After all, he went offline in a hurry last night and didn't have time to check. How far he is.

Name: Andersen
Rating: 1
Attack Power: 2920-3220
Defense: 1211
Magic Defense: 1012
Intelligence value: 3211
Stamina: 7000
Mana: 1000
Occupation: Gambling master.

Money: 951 silver coins 97 copper coins
This attribute alone is already much better than a lot of people on the ranking list. Mu Wen himself can't imagine how powerful it would be if he could equip the priesthood suit. From then on, he would reach the pinnacle of life and marry Bai Fumei.

Just when Mu Wen was whimsical, he had already come to the outside of the Lethero Valley, and he heard the sound of iron striking in the distance. If the arrow is here at this time, I don’t know if he will miss the days of the Volcanic Clan.

Wooden recalled the phoenix and landed at the entrance of the valley. There were two dwarves standing at the entrance of the valley. They were both shirtless and dark-skinned. They had braids on their heads, but other than the braids, their entire heads were smooth. of.

"I really want to ask which teacher Tony cut it for you, it's too ugly." Wooden couldn't help thinking after seeing their hairstyles.

Not only were the two dwarves not nervous when they saw the wood grain, the dwarf on the left smiled and said, "Hello warrior, welcome to Lethero Valley, you can buy any equipment inside."

It turned out that he was used to doing business with humans, no wonder he was so polite.

Mu Wen asked: "I want to know, do you have a way to lift the restrictions on equipment requirements?"

The two dwarves glanced at each other, their small eyes filled with great doubts.

The dwarf on the left said: "Yes, yes, just..."

Mu Wen looked at him a little hesitant, and asked, "What's the matter? It's expensive?"

The dwarf shook his head and said, "It's expensive, but we can't just help others lift the restrictions, unless they pass the ball test."

"Battleball? Can you take me to see it?" Wooden asked.

The dwarf hesitated for a moment, then nodded, and said to the dwarf next to him, "Go and call the patriarch, saying that someone wants to challenge the ball."

The dwarves walked towards the valley with wood grain. The inside was as beautiful as a scenic area. On the left was the work area, where a bunch of dwarves were making weapons. Generally placed on the ground, there are at least thousands of pieces, large and small, which is very spectacular.

The dwarves have been leading the wood grain to the middle, and the more people go inside, the fewer people go.

After walking for more than ten minutes, I finally came to the end. There was a big platform at the end, but it was a strange place when I walked up. The middle was separated by an iron net made of iron chains. The area was separated by lines, and an old man with a white beard was sweeping the floor.

"This...is this a tennis court?" After seeing it, Mu Wen confirmed that it was a tennis court.

The dwarf took out a tennis racket from the ground next to it, but the wires on it looked like iron wires, and said: "The rule is very simple, just use this racket to hit the ball to the opposite side, if the opponent can't catch it and you don't Out of bounds, you get a point."

"This is tennis. It's simple. I know the rules. Everyone calls me Beckham in the tennis world." Mu Wen is confident that he can still play tennis well.

The dwarf smiled and said, "So you know the rules, that's great."

"Which warrior wants to challenge the ball." A dozen dwarves came from behind, and one of the older people said.

"Hello patriarch, this is the warrior." The dwarf next to him pointed to the wood grain.

The patriarch of the dwarves is called Hall, and he said very friendly: "My name is Hall, and I am the patriarch of the dwarves in this area. I really admire the bravery of the warriors."

"What kind of courage is needed to play tennis, oh, by the way, is it because they are too short? That's why it takes courage to play tennis." Mu Wen thought to himself.

"In response to the bravery of the warriors, you can choose any one of us to challenge at will, any of us will do," said the dwarf patriarch.

Mu Wen thought for a while and said: "Can you demonstrate first?" Mu Wen was still a little confused about these iron chains and wires.

The patriarch nodded, and called two slightly stronger dwarves to the stage.

The preparations were standard, but it was a bit strange for two strong men without shirts to stand on the tennis court.

The patriarch took out a golden tennis ball, which looked no different from ordinary tennis balls except that it was plated with an unknown golden metal.

Throwing it on the left side of the court casually, the tennis ball still looks relatively elastic.

"Langmi strikes first," said the patriarch.

The man in the field on the left nodded, and the dwarves on the opposite side were ready, as if they were about to face some kind of army.

"Sure enough, it's standard tennis. Then I should win. At least I'm much taller than them." Mu Wen was secretly happy.

The dwarf on the left took a breath, threw the ball up, jumped up, and hit the ball with his racket.

Mu Wen felt that the time of the whole world had stopped, and the golden ball suddenly emitted a strong flame, flying towards the opposite side like a meteorite, and wherever it went, there were strong winds.

Faced with this turbulent attack, they were not afraid at all. With a wave of their right hand, with a bang, the racket made of iron wire suddenly deformed, and the meteorite-like golden ball desperately tried to break through the iron wire.

The dwarf shouted, and the golden ball flew towards the opposite side. The golden ball flew through the air, and Wooden felt that he saw a ferocious tiger running in the air.

With a bang, the golden ball punched a big hole in the rock behind it, only then did Mu Wen realize that the rocks on both sides were densely packed with marks of being hit.

"Kill...killing tennis ball??" Mu Wen couldn't help but said.

The patriarch smiled next to him and said, "The warrior can be chosen, any one of us present."

Mu Wen swallowed her saliva, such a terrifying attack, even if she was hit by it, it would be enough to choke her.

Look at them again, each one is strong and strong, the muscles of the shoulders seem to have put several mice in, the muscles of the body are like wearing armor, how can they bear this strength.

Suddenly, Mu Wen saw the cleaning old man from the corner of his eyes, he smiled, Mu Wen pointed to him, and said: "I want the old sweeping man, you can say that anyone in the venue is fine."

The dwarves froze, and Woodgrain thought they must have been shocked by their own wit.

The old man who was cleaning on the opposite side slowly turned his head, he smiled, his smile was a little strange, and slowly put the broom on the ground.

"Boy, I admire you." The old man said.

(End of this chapter)