Fantasy: One point of effort, ten thousand times the critical hit!

Chapter 17 I can make countless mistakes, but you can only make one! (3/4, please give me flowers!)

“True Acupoint…Seventh level?”

Luo Mu was slightly stunned.

He really didn’t expect that there would be such a level of magic warriors outside the stronghold.

But soon, a knowing smile appeared on his face.

He didn’t go deep into the stronghold. He met him outside.

Among the rewards of the academy, only those who kill magic warriors in the True Acupoint Realm can get contribution points.

The stronger the True Acupoint Realm magic, the higher the reward.

The visitor glanced at the entire alley.

It seemed that he didn’t expect so many people to die.

Then his eyes fell on Luo Mu.

Although he was only at the second level of cultivation, the murderous aura on his body moved him.

“When did the disciples of Changle Outer Palace become so powerful?”

Mosha spoke slowly.

His eyes gradually turned cold.

Because he had some things to deal with, he left the base for a short time. He believed that his elder brother could deal with those disciples of the academy.

Besides, there were elders.

As a result, on the way back, he saw this scene.

“Boy, what’s your name?”

Mosha raised the short sword in his hand slightly, like a hunter examining his prey.

Swish!

However, in response to him, a snow-like knife light directly illuminated the dim alley!

Mosha dodged suddenly.

A huge mark appeared on the spot.

His pupils shrank slightly. If he hadn’t dodged just now, he would definitely be split in two!

“Good reaction speed!”

A calm voice.

Mosha suddenly raised his head and met a pair of eyes that seemed emotionless!

And the continuous sword light!

It was like a galaxy pouring down!

Densely covering all directions!

Mosha’s scalp tingled instantly.

At this moment, he finally understood why this boy, who was only at the second level of cultivation, could kill so many people in a row!

This sword technique…It is not something that ordinary people can possess!

The power is at least mid-level!

It is already a threat to warriors at the seventh or eighth level of the True Acupoint Realm!

“”Hurry!”

Mosha’s body swayed, like an afterimage.

Luo Mu slashed at the air with his sword!

But Luo Mu followed like a tarsal bone, always keeping a distance from Mosha!

“This guy has a lot of combat experience!”

Mosha felt like he had met a freak.

It’s not like he had never killed a disciple of Changle Academy, but none of them could bring him such exaggerated pressure like the man in front of him!

“This person’s strength is not something that an ordinary magic warrior can possess!”

Luo Mu raised his mouth, and his eyes began to shine brightly.

After arriving at the base, no one could block his sword!

But this person dodged it one after another, obviously with good body skills.

“Interesting!”

Luo Mu’s fighting spirit ignited in his heart.

So far, he has not met an opponent who can force him to use all his strength. I hope this person can do it!

“There is no chance of winning in a head-on confrontation. We have to find an opportunity to sneak attack!”

Mosha held a short sword in each hand. His eyes were vicious and cruel.

He practiced body skills and sneak attacks, which were not meant for head-on confrontation.

Almost at the moment when the thought fell,

Mosha actually felt like he was blending into the darkness.

In Luo Mu’s vision,…It disappeared!

And the darkness around him turned into a lake, surging and drowning Luo Mu.

“This is…Shadow Magic Art?

Luo Mu raised his eyebrows slightly.

He remembered that in the martial arts class, the teacher had talked about some classic magic arts in the magic way.

Shadow Magic Art was one of them.

Most practitioners of this kind of magic art are good at assassination.

Whoosh!

Silently,

Mosha poked out from the darkness and appeared behind Luo Mu.

“”Die!”

Mosha crossed his daggers in both hands and slashed at Luo Mu’s neck at an extremely fast speed.

Luo Mu did not react at all.

For a moment, he seemed to see the scene of Luo Mu’s head rolling down.

But the next second!

Clang!

Sparks burst!

Before the dagger could cut the skin, it was blocked by a strong air!

Mosha was stunned, and then his pupils suddenly shrank, and his whole body was covered with goosebumps.

Unbelievable expression appeared on his face.

God knows what he saw!

That was……Gangqi!!!

A warrior who is only at the second level, it’s fine if he has such an exaggerated swordsmanship!

How can he have such a terrifying body!

Gangqi!

This can only be cultivated by practicing the Xuan-level middle-grade body-refining technique!

And with Gangqi, even if I use all my strength, I can’t hurt him at all

“monster…”

Mosha felt a sense of emptiness inside.

And it was this flaw that allowed Luo Mu to instantly grab his arm.

“It’s over!”

Mosha’s face turned pale instantly.

“The answer is correct.”

Luo Mu turned around, looked at him, and smiled.

Swish!

The knife light was like snow!

It directly cut across Mosha’s waist.

Hualala!

In an instant, bright red hot blood and internal organs slid all over the ground.

“you…People…Will die in…Here!”

Mosha coughed up blood.

There was a look of resentment in his eyes.

“You talk too much.”

Luo Mu cut off his head and tied it around his waist.

“Fortunately, I practiced the”Xuan Yang Hegemony Body Skill”》”

Luo Mu exhaled lightly

《The power of the Wusheng Sword Sutra is indeed terrifying, but it is useless against such a slippery opponent.

In the end

, he still has to rely on his physical body. When his physical body is strong enough, he is not afraid of the wind from the east, west, south, or north.

He can make countless mistakes, but the opponent can only make one!

“bite!”

“You used the”Wusheng Dao Jing” and experienced a battle, triggered a critical hit, and gained eighty times the reward!”

The prompt sounded.

A lot of insights suddenly flooded into my mind.

The sword energy in my body also began to increase gradually, breaking through the number of sixty.

“Eighty times, not bad!”

Luo Mu threw away the long sword in his hand that was already full of cracks, and picked up another one.

Maintaining this high magnification.

He was confident that today, he would be able to practice the”Wusheng Sword Sutra” to perfection!

“There has been no fireworks signal for so long, is there an accident?”

Luo Mu looked towards the depths of the stronghold.

Logically speaking, it should not be difficult for Cheng Qingman and the other two to deal with a seventh-level magic warrior in the True Acupoint Realm.

But now there is no movement.

In addition, a seventh-level True Acupoint Realm warrior appeared outside the stronghold.

This has exceeded the upper limit of the intelligence.

“Let’s go and have a look.”

Luo Mu sheathed his sword.