Role-playing system, start as Admiral Kizaru

Lin Xiao looked at Wu Qianfan's flattering look and couldn't help but be curious about his attitude towards him.

So he opened the system to scan the other party.

"Name: Wu Qianfan

Age: 107 years old

Cultivation: Eighth level early stage

Superpower: B-level upper wood system

Special physique: None

Attitude towards the host: Friendly 60"

It was actually 60, which was higher than he thought.

It seems that the deterrent power of the knife he chopped with the ninth-level spiritual weapon is quite large.

In this case, it should be no problem for him to ask him to do that.

"I want an identity token, can you do it?"

Lin Xiao took a sip of tea and asked Wu Qianfan.

"Yes, yes, this kind of small matter, senior, rest assured that I will take care of it. Come back tomorrow and I promise to get it done for you."

Hearing that there was a place where he could help Lin Xiao, Wu Qianfan quickly agreed.

This mysterious big man must be served well.

Lin Xiao was very satisfied with this, and then his figure flashed and disappeared like a ghost.

Seeing Lin Xiao leave, Wu Qianfan dared to breathe a sigh of relief.

Seeing this, Jingming, who was outside the door, also walked into the room.

He asked in confusion.

"City Lord, why do we have to be so servile to him? You are an eighth-level strongman."

Hearing this, Wu Qianfan sighed.

"Jingming, how many years have you followed me? Almost fifty years, right?"

"Yes, Lord City Lord, this year is exactly fifty years. Thank you for taking me in, otherwise I would have died in the wilderness."

Jingming was a little puzzled, but still answered.

"So fast? It's been fifty years."

Wu Qianfan said to himself, and he walked to the window.

Looking at the endless sword mark on the horizon.

"Do you know? This sword mark was made by him using a ninth-grade spiritual weapon. Don't you think it's unbelievable?"

"How is it possible? There are not many ninth-grade spiritual weapons in the big families in the Magic City. Is this really a ninth-grade spiritual weapon? Could you have seen it wrong?"

Wu Qianfan looked at Jingming with some disbelief and continued.

"I know you can't believe it, but this is the fact. I have seen ninth-grade spiritual weapons in the clan before, but that ninth-grade family treasure is far inferior to the long sword in his hand."

"Do you think I am still strong as an eighth-grade strongman now?"

Jingming was silent.

It is obvious that he now thinks that the question he asked just now is stupid.

"This world is big, and we are all too small. If we want to climb up, we have to seize some opportunities. Do you understand?"

Wu Qianfan said this not only to Jingming, but also to himself.

He had already lost the competition in the clan once.

But he still wanted to gamble again.

........................

At Lin Xiao's home.

At this time, he was leisurely watching short videos.

He had been busy for so long that he had to relax.

Isn't the purpose of living in this world to enjoy life?

After criticizing several female anchors, Lin Xiao remembered that he had forgotten to claim the system reward.

Then he opened the system panel to check.

Task 1: Destroy all the bases of the Blood Demon Cult in Linhai City (completed)

Reward: Draw a new role-playing template

Task 3: Infiltrate the Federation to slack off (completed)

Reward: Slightly increase the role-playing degree

Seeing these two rewards, Lin Xiao chose to claim them.

The role-playing degree improvement will be added to the Kizaru template.

Not long ago, he brushed another level at the city lord's place and reached the late seventh stage.

I don't know if this can make him reach the peak of the seventh stage.

Ah, a warm current flowed through Lin Xiao.

This feeling of strength improvement is really great.

It feels great both physically and mentally.

Soon, Lin Xiao broke through another small realm.

The peak of the seventh stage, it's done.

It seems that the added role-playing degree can only be raised to this position.

But it is enough, which is in line with expectations.

He did not expect to break through the eighth level with this.

Then he clicked to draw a new role-playing template.

"There are so many roles again, may the Jade Emperor bless me, may the Taishang Laojun bless me, may the gods bless me, let's get a stronger one."

Although this prayer may not be useful, Lin Xiao has such a habit before the lottery.

The sense of ritual is also very important.

With a flash of golden light, he won.

Damn, it's late at night.

Ahem, sorry to interrupt.

I saw a blurry back, the man was wearing a white dress, the whole person was as ethereal as a fairy, and the immortal style.

As if he was separated from the world and detached from the world.

Then the picture changed, and the man was surrounded by countless figures, and seemed to have been forced into a desperate situation.

"Jiang Fan, you have been surrounded by us, why don't you surrender?"

Hearing the leader of the crowd trying to persuade him to surrender, Jiang Fan just said indifferentlySmile.

"Oh? You surrounded me? No, no, no, you are surrounded by me."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Fan split into countless figures and surrounded everyone.

"Is this your backup plan? Humph, don't be afraid, these clones are all paper tigers, listen to my order to start the formation, this time we must kill Jiang Fan."

Facing the aggressive crowd, Jiang Fan waved his hand and the clones began to attack.

In an instant, the clones were like wolves entering a flock of sheep and began to slaughter.

"These clones are real, ah..."

"Why are the clones so strong? What kind of monster are we killing?"

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I surrender, ah..."

....................

The crowd screamed continuously, and they were slaughtered in a short while.

Jiang Fan, who was sitting on the side drinking tea, saw that the fight was over, and then he slowly got up.

He took the contact token of the leader from the clone.

"Old bastard, your men are too weak. Let me come and visit you in person."

After saying that, Jiang Fan crushed the token before the other party could reply.

The scene ended here.

Lin Xiao couldn't help but be shocked by this.

The strength of the miscellaneous soldiers besieging the white-clothed master was actually above the true god.

How strong is it that the white-clothed master can kill all the opponents with just a few clones.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiao began to look forward to how strong this role-playing template is.

Maybe the initial combat power can kill the true god in seconds.

But the system prompt made Lin Xiao stunned for a moment.

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining Jiang Fan's ability to become three pure in one breath]

[Can split countless clones that are exactly the same as himself, the strength is determined by the host, and cannot exceed the host, and the clones have no self-awareness]

Good guy, only one of his skills was hit.

But Lin Xiao was not disappointed because of this, this skill is strong, too strong.

This skill alone is stronger than many complete role-playing templates.

He just needs such a clone skill now, otherwise he can't act.

It's a good time to try it now.

Then he turned into Kizaru and used the clone.

"Pop"

A figure that looks exactly like Kizaru appeared in front of Lin Xiao.

The aura is also the same as Lin Xiao's seventh-level peak.

Lin Xiao was surprised, this skill is too strong.