A million ways to survive in the dungeon

It's not fast, but its maneuverability is ridiculously strong.

Zhao Aotian held the sword in one hand and seemed to be blocking the attacks coming from all directions calmly, but in fact he was secretly stunned in his heart.

There is almost no loss of speed by changing the trajectory of the action.

Arc movements can be as fast as straight lines.

And that posture where the body is almost parallel to the ground when running.

In my impression, monks don't seem to have this skill.

Where did you learn this skill?

The lawn was trampled countless times.

That movement technique made Zhao Aotian seem as if he was not fighting against people, but against the wind.

Every attack was erratic, and it was impossible to predict which direction the next attack would come from.

This battle attracted the attention of all nearby Wang Jingyuan students.

Everyone was amazed.

but…

That's all.

The corners of Zhao Aotian's mouth curled up slightly.

Perhaps it was very difficult for the onlookers to catch up with Shen Jingbing.

But Zhao Aotian could easily capture Shen Jingbing's every move.

Her breathing became more and more irregular, and her steps became heavier.

His face was red and his ears were red, and he was sweating like rain.

All signs indicate that her AP is not enough.

What an excellent kid.

With such a huge consumption, she must be using this magical skill reluctantly, right?

but!

Ultimately, it’s still a lack of experience.

This strange skill is indeed very superior, but it is obviously more suitable for mopping up an enemy than an enemy.

With its superior mobility, it can move from place to place with one shot, constantly shuttle across the battlefield at high speed, and attack enemies along the way.

Because although its mobility is extremely powerful, the number and range of maneuvers required to deal with a single enemy are too large, which will cause unnecessary losses.

Moreover, when dealing with a single powerful enemy, additional skills need to be used, which increases consumption.

It is a failure when used in a 1V1 battle against adventurers.

But this does not deny his super talent.

If she is given a little more training, maybe she will become an adventurer specialized in fighting monsters, right?

At lv22, in the battle against Warcraft, it can definitely exert a combat effectiveness comparable to lv30.

Thinking of this, Zhao Aotian no longer hesitated.

"Hey!"

The moon wheel's feet swept in like the wind.

Zhao Aotian freed up a hand and grabbed his ankle as lightly as grabbing a cat's neck.

"Varied……"

"That's it. You're doing great."

Before Shen Jingbing could react, Zhao Aotian twitched his hand and threw his body uncontrollably towards him.

Immediately, I felt a pain in the back of my head.

His eyes quickly passed by, and the ground magnified infinitely in his field of vision.

Zhao Aotian lightly hit the back of his head with the hilt of his sword. Shen Jingbing's body turned 180 degrees on the spot and fell heavily to the ground head first.

"Wow~ It hurts!"

The exhausted Shen Jingbing covered her nose and rolled on the ground in pain, nosebleeds oozing from her slender fingers.

Of course she knew that Zhao Aotian kept his hand.

If other adventurers pointed out, the blow to the back of the head that ended the battle would have at least caused a slight concussion, right?

At worst, it can lead to a broken nose.

How could a little nosebleed be enough like now?

"Are you okay?"

Zhao Aotian stretched out his hand gently.

Shen Jingbing blushed: "No...it's okay."

After helping her up, Zhao Aotian spent five minutes explaining to her the details of the battle just now.

Zhao Aotian's explanation is not without details.

Almost every detail is patiently analyzed.

While Shen Jingbing was moved, she also felt deeply.

"Thank you, Lord War King, for your advice." Shen Jingbing bowed deeply.

Looking at this little girl.

He didn't know why, but this battle, which was extremely boring to him, actually made him feel inexplicably happy.

After thinking about it, Zhao Aotian understood.

Yes, of course I will be happy to see that there are so many outstanding and hard-working young people in Wangcheng.

"Thank you for your hard work, little apprentice, please give me some nutrition, meow~"

Seeing that the battle was over, Mao Nanbei quickly took out a bottle of goat milk from his pocket and happily ran over to hand it to Shen Jingbing.

"Thank...Thank you, Master Mao Nanbei."

After taking the goat's milk, Shen Jingbing blushed sheepishly and thanked Mao Nanbei.

This heartwarming scene made Zhao Aotian feel very happy.

However……

A bang.

The moment he opened the milk box, Zhao Aotian's nose instinctively shrugged.

The next moment, his face darkened.

"Hey, wait a minute, what is this? It's not milk, right?"

Zhao Aotian stretched out his hand and stopped it between the milk box and Shen Jingbing's mouth.

Shen Jingbing and Mao Nanbei were stunned.

Mao Nanbei asked doubtfully: "Goat Milk, what's wrong?"

“Goat milk?!”

Zhao Aotian's face instantly turned extremely ugly.

When Jinge on the side heard these two words, he was so frightened that his beard stood up.

Damn it, what happened!

I saw Zhao Aotian shouting to Maonanbei in an almost roaring tone: "Miss Maonanbei, your excellent apprentice has just gone through a high-consuming battle. You don't want to use goat milk to replenish her energy, do you?"

"well?"

If it weren't for advanced concealment, Mao Nanbei would definitely have his ears and tail raised right now, right?

What's going on with this guy? Where did I offend him?

"Yeah...yeah, what's wrong, meow?"

Buzz.

The veins on Zhao Aotian's forehead popped out at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He trembled slightly and shouted: "Miss Maonanbei, the protein content of goat's milk is lower than that of cow's milk. Don't you understand this common sense?

This kind of thing cannot effectively supplement the high consumption of adventurers. It is extremely expensive to sell, and the taste is very strong. Goat milk with poor craftsmanship has a strange smell, so just give it to your apprentice. This kind of thing? "

When the hot-tempered Mao Nanbei heard this, several veins popped up on his forehead: "Hey, what does this kind of thing mean? Do you look down on goat milk?"

"What are you looking down on? I think this kind of thing shouldn't exist in the world at all."

"You fart meow!"

Mao Nanbei doesn't care whether he is the King of War or not.

Maybe because he had been with Zheng for too long, Mao Nanbei actually cursed: "You have fucking cerebral palsy, meow! Goat milk is easier to absorb, meow! And all other elements are higher than cow's milk, meow!"

"Plain water is easy to absorb! Is plain water nutritious? For adventurers, protein is everything, and any other element is useless!"

"Protein that cannot be absorbed is poop, meow! Don't you know what lactose intolerance is, meow? You illiterate war king! Damn it!"

"Wenwenwenwen... Illiterate War King?!"

Zhao Aotian was so angry that his lungs exploded.

He pulled out the holy sword and shouted: "Mao Nanbei, your goat milk will only harm me, the adventurers in eastern Sichuan! For the sake of Miss Shen's health, as long as I am alive today, don't let her drink half a mouthful of goat milk." Milk!"

Mao Nanbei's hair was so angry that it was all bristle: "Fuck those spicy spicy farts, meow! Do you care what I give her to drink?"

"Milk is the most suitable supplement for adventurers! Miss Mao Nanbei, how much goat milk do you have? If you destroy it now, I can compensate you for the same amount of milk! Or if you are willing to correct your wrong view, I can treat you to drink milk for free!

But only goat’s milk won’t work! "

"Fuck! I'm lactose intolerant, meow! Do you want to torture me to death?"

Seeing the two people quarreling more and more fiercely, Shen Jingbing was caught between them and was in a dilemma for a while.

"Then... that... stop arguing, I can drink goat milk and milk just fine..."

"Um?!"

"Um?!"

Before the words could be uttered, Zhao Aotian and Mao Nanbei both gave fierce looks, forcing Shen Jingbing back.

Shen Jingbing suddenly trembled with fright and took several steps back.

If you want to say this, you will have to be skinned by two people at the same time.

"No, no...it's nothing. I didn't say anything just now. Please continue."

Shen Jingbing's desire to survive saved her life.

While watching this scene from the side, the clever Jin Ge came up with an idea and came up with a clever plan.

He quickly stepped forward and pulled Shen Jingbing aside, opened the space transfer, and whispered: "Quick! Go and invite Lord Zheng Qian! Only the invincible Lord Zheng Qian can suppress the two of them."

When Shen Jingbing heard what she said made sense, she quickly got into the space transfer and teleported near the entrance of the guild.

When Jin Ge saw Shen Jingbing leaving, she secretly laughed secretly.

hiahiahia, I can finally meet Mr. Power Bank!

Both of them?

No one cares about them!

I don't believe we can still fight.

Hiahiahia!

…

"So, you called me here in such a hurry, just for this little thing?!"

Watching the two people quarreling in the playground, the curse words became more and more unpleasant, and they even started to take turns greeting each other's ancestors.

Zheng Qian's temples felt like they were going to explode.

Jin Ge next to him smiled like a funny man, twisted his body and rubbed his hands to get to Zheng Qian: "Master Power Bank, what do you think we should do?"

"What to do? Ha."

Zheng Qian turned his head with a kind face and smiled friendly at Jin Ge: "I want to kill you on horseback."

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