hunter rule

Zhao Guangli gently pressed his black suitcase with his hand and looked at the white light scattered in the distance.

knight.

As one of the two most mainstream professions in the Sky Drive Alliance, Zhao Guangli had some knowledge of it.

The knight uses the fighting spirit in his body as energy drive. After passing the extraordinary ceremony, what he obtains is the strongest body.

He almost never gets sick, has a strong body that is completely different from ordinary people, and his physical abilities in all aspects have been greatly improved.

To ordinary people, he is simply Superman.

But relying solely on this monotonous extraordinary ability cannot essentially keep pace with the blooming psychic mage.

The three splendid branches of mages have occupied almost every corner of the alliance.

The reason is right, the knight should also have his own unique power.

Among them, weaponization is the undoubted path to advancement for knights.

The knight's body is a piece of uncarved jade, and the weaponization is the decoration and carvings on the jade body.

Those decorations that can increase the knight's combat effectiveness are collectively called weaponization.

The spell marks from the mage are imprinted on the body, or medicines are used to strengthen the body.

Some knights will collapse due to excessive weaponization, while some knights...

It is able to rely on continuous weaponization and rival gods with a mortal body.

Zhao Guangli generally didn't believe the last sentence.

However, it is also true that weaponization is the specialty of knights.

Any kind of knight's weaponization may be different, but at the quasi-knight stage, almost 99% of knight professionals can only have one kind of weaponization.

Talisman is their most commonly used weaponization method.

By drawing the sigil directly on one's body, similar to the tattoos in the previous world, one gains strange and extraordinary power.

"Traction, is that guy's weaponized sigil ability?"

Zhao Guangli frowned.

A strange suction force controls the silver-white knife to an area about half a meter away from him. Without touching these knives, he can control it with his arms.

It really looks like a magician doing knife magic.

Zhao Guangli bent down, picked up the deerstalker hat that fell on the ground, blew it gently, and then put it on again.

"It seems like this classmate is very persistent."

"fair enough."

Zhao Guangli's suitcase shook more and more violently, and then Zhao Guangli felt helpless.

"You're so excited."

Sheldon was stunned for a moment, as it seemed that these words were not meant for him.

But there was no one around.

"Are you trying to be mysterious?"

Sheldon calmed down.

As a night watchman, he has naturally received professional training.

There is no flaw in his posture at this moment.

Zhao Guangli sighed, casually throwing his windbreaker on the ground, revealing the white oak academy lining, and then slowly placed the suitcase on the ground, lined it up, and then opened it.

In the brick-walled corridor, an unusual aura came from nowhere.

There is a smell of anxiety that seems to be clinging to the air.

Sheldon frowned, his eyebrows becoming more solemn.

"It's... the smell of blood."

"This guy looks normal on the surface... I'm afraid he's already abnormal on the inside, but it's just not so obvious."

Zhao Guangli had completely opened the black box at this moment.

He carefully took it out and then triggered some mechanism.

Just heard a snap.

At this moment, Zhao Guangli's right hand was equipped with some kind of black mechanical device.

In the darkness, Zhao Guangli bowed his head slightly and lowered his right hand covered with a black device. His whole temperament had completely changed.

A dark rack has a red and black light crossbow placed on it. There are spiral blades on both sides of the front end. Each blade is tightly fastened by six saw chains, and there is an arc groove at the front.

The blade of the knife protruded sharply, and the entire device exuded a sense of killing and blood.

No matter how you look at it, this is an obviously terrifying weapon.

It is probably best used for hunting life.

Sheldon couldn't help but think of this.

"Let me explain first, I am not a construction mage."

Zhao Guangli said calmly.

"Second, this thing is indeed my weapon."

"It doesn't seem to like me calling it a weapon. It has its own name."

"[Black Hunter]."

Zhao Guangli raised his red and black weapon.

Crossbow blade.

A hunter's extraordinary standard weapon inherited from the Zhao family's ancestral home.

At this moment, with the bag in his hand, a chaotic feeling suddenly hit Zhao Guangli's mind.

The mixed feeling of blood and anxiety was transmitted from the center of the weapon named [Black Hunter] to Zhao Guangli's body.

"It's really interesting."

Sheldon smiled.

"only……"

Boom.

In an instant, Sheldon launched the attack first.

The bright moonlight was reflected by the silver-white flying knife, which was sharp from left to right, heading in front of Zhao Guangli.

Zhao Guangli activates perception.

Tsk.

This guy still only knows this trick.

Three small throwing knives.

One is on the left front and two are directly above.

This guy himself rushed up just to create an opportunity for his flying knife.

His flying knife is the truly lethal weapon.

Can escape.

Zhao Guangli leaned back slightly.

The flying knife slashed across.

Easy.

The second one.

Zhao Guangli's expression suddenly changed, and a strong white fighting spirit came from bottom to top and penetrated the ground.

"What?"

The strong impact pushed Zhao Guangli away and was completely smashed into the crack on the top.

"Who told you that my talisman [traction] can only control flying knives?"

Sheldon emerged from the white smoke, playing with the three throwing knives that returned to his hands.

"Without combat experience, it is easy to suffer losses."

Sheldon laughed.

The blow just now was very heavy.

The fighting spirit enveloped the broken pieces on the ground, giving a strong sense of impact.

Low-level professionals don't have so many fancy things, such as [Black Hunter] and hunters.

All it takes is a little trick.

As professionals, no one can be your opponent.

"Well, that makes sense."

A muffled sound came from the wall at the top.

Fighting spirit and spiritual energy were activated at the same time, and Zhao Guangli pushed away the stone blocking him.

Although there is only such a small amount of energy, Zhao Guangli feels that it is better than nothing.

"Hey."

Zhao Guangli fell steadily from above, holding the deer hunting hat in one hand and equipping the [Black Hunter] with the other.

This level of ability to withstand attacks is indeed not a psionic profession. This guy didn't lie to me.

Sheldon's expression remained normal.

"Speaking of which, this is my first time fighting a professional."

Zhao Guangli said suddenly.

first?

Sheldon simply doesn't believe this nonsense.

That kind of quick movements and intuition are not for beginners at all.

"So I personally feel that I should not be your opponent."

Ask for mercy?

Although Sheldon didn't believe it, he was vaguely relieved.

"So, I'm sorry."

Zhao Guangli waved the red and black crossbow blade in his hand.

Sheldon's face turned pale.

The back of my neck feels a little itchy.

He scratched subconsciously.

Then, a strange emotion came over me.

Anxious, painful, and cold.

Coupled with this feeling, an indescribable shadow appeared in front of my eyes.

"Using a crossbow blade to amplify the curse's effect... is simply unbeatable."

Sheldon heard these words vaguely before losing consciousness.