Greatest shooter ever

Chapter 126 Wishful Body
After Luo Feng was released by Yang Ming, he didn't stay idle.

After reuniting with the dictator and others, they began to use all the power in the guild of the Glorious Empire to learn various professional skills and general skills.

As long as he can learn, as long as it is useful, he has learned it all.

After all, if he has the opportunity to bring these abilities into reality in the future, he will naturally not think too many skills.

After getting the skills right, Luo Feng started high-intensity leveling to improve his strength.

Although it's only been two days, Luo Feng's level has reached level 30, and he has equipped himself with a set of powerful equipment.

Even upgraded many skills to the full level.

So Luo Feng is already very strong now.

He can achieve 1.2 damage with a flat cut, and with all the state skills on, with full firepower, he can deal up to 12 damage.

When it comes to spawning monsters, he alone is comparable to an elite team of 20 people.

Luo Feng's mentality of improving his strength at all costs confused the dictator, Tianwei and others.

But Luo Feng kept his mouth tight and didn't reveal a word.

Moreover, Luo Feng didn't go home, and he didn't plan to go home. What he has to do now is to improve his strength as much as possible.

And after completing the things arranged by Yang Ming, by the way, he tried to find a way to bring out the real secret of the character's ability from Yang Ming's mouth, and set it out.

At this time, as the bets of the two were settled, a reminder sounded in both of their minds——

The gambling fight begins!
"You go all out!" Yang Ming said.

"Okay!" Luo Feng was stunned for a moment, thinking that it was time to see the gap between himself and the boss.

Luo Feng immediately took out a golden sword and began to put it on his body.

A full set of seven or eight states!
And his body suddenly became more than 2 meters high, extremely majestic!

Holding the big sword, Luo Feng slashed towards Yang Ming with a frontal blazing slash.

Yang Ming punched out a mountain-collapsing fist!
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0!

A wound flew out of Luo Feng's body.

At the same time, Luo Feng's Flame Slash also struck Yang Ming.
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0!

A wound flew out of Yang Ming's body!

This result surprised both of them!
What shocked Yang Ming was that his Bending Mountain Fist just now had dealt nearly 50 points of damage.

With such high damage, Luo Feng can't be touched?

How strong is Luo Feng's wishful body? !

Luo Feng was surprised that the durability of the costume he was wearing and the set of gold equipment under the costume were all reduced to the bottom under this punch.

What level of attack is this?

Luo Feng felt a little unbelievable!

Of course, to Luo Feng, it doesn't matter whether he wears equipment or not, after all his wishful body is a sacred body of myth, invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire, it's just drizzle.

As far as the level of Yang Ming's punch just now, he would not lose a drop of blood if he stood still and let Yang Ming fight for a day.

On the contrary, Yang Ming was able to forcibly resist his flame slash move without any damage, which made it difficult for Luo Feng to accept.

Because in his prediction, at least a few hundred points of Yang Ming's life could be destroyed.

"Boss... If your attack is limited to this, then you can't kill me!"

Luo Feng's mood was a bit complicated, some were proud and some were afraid!
The proudest thing is that the boss can't beat himself!

What's scary is, boss, don't become ashamed from anger, the real world will hit you.

He doesn't have a mythical holy body in the real world, and the boss can cripple him with a single slap.

"Oh, then you are trying to borrow a trick from me!"

Yang Ming also murmured in his heart, it would be embarrassing if Luo Feng couldn't be moved.

He immediately cast the glazed flame knife.

The ten-meter-long crystal long knives converged, and the crystal clear flame released billowing heat.

"Mage?" Luo Feng looked at this scene in surprise.

The next moment, the flame knife attacked.

It hit him.
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2 million!
A wound flew out of Luo Feng's body.

Yang Ming frowned, it hurt!

His glazed flame knife can cause more than 62 damage.

Now only 2 is played on Luo Feng!
This means that Luo's wishful body can withstand at least 60 damage!
This surprised Yang Ming a little.

You know, his Tier 60 holy body can only resist [-] damage.

This means that Luo Feng's mythological body is the same as his second-level holy body in the initial stage.

At this moment, Luo Feng's body immediately increased his blood volume.

+500!

+500!

+500…

Restore 500 points of life every second!
Yang Ming's eyes lit up!
Mythical Eucharist, so strong?

"Boss, do you still want to fight?" Luo Feng asked cautiously.

Luo Feng is also very helpless, your strongest move only knocked out 2 HP of your brother, the cooldown of your move needs at least 10 minutes, right?
Brother recovers 500 lives per second, 10 lives in 30 minutes, how do you fight?
And my brother's life is as high as 60, just ask if you are afraid!
It's not that you are too weak, big brother, but brother, I am too strong!

Luo Feng thought with some complacency in his heart.

"Of course I want to fight!"

Yang Ming looked indifferent.

Obviously, Luo Feng still doesn't know the existence of the infinite ultimate move.

Yang Ming smiled slightly, and cast the glazed flame knife again.

It's just that this time he used fifty multiple arrows at the same time!

Immediately, fifty glazed flame knives gathered in the air!
Like a long dragon, they lined up and bumped into Luo Feng crazily.

Boom!

boom……

The glazed flame knife bombarded Luo Feng like a long dragon, sending out a deafening explosion!

Fifty glazed flame knives have caused a total of 100 million damage to Luo Feng!

thump!

Luo Feng knelt on the ground, the fashion on his body was destroyed by the side bottom, and the gold suit was exposed, but it was already dilapidated, and his body was scorched and smoldering.

This set of equipment was completely abolished, and it was not even worth repairing.

A few seconds ago, he was complacently thinking that Yang Ming couldn't touch him!
But now, being instantly killed by Yang Ming, Luo Feng was in disbelief and died!
"The gambling fight is over!"

"Da Luo wins!"

"Da Luo has obtained the wishful body (mythical talent)!"

Yang Ming looked at a crystal-clear scroll that released colorful light in his backpack, and he was excited!
Mythical Holy Physique, with this physique, is the true supreme foundation, the road to invincibility!

At the same time, Luo Feng also revived.

He looked at his attributes, and his life was still 60.

In terms of defense, it can still resist 60 damage each time.

But the characteristics of the wishful body are gone!
This means that his physique will stop here and he will never be able to improve.

Luo Feng wanted to cry but had no tears, he felt that life was meaningless.

"Young man, cheer up, you can do it!"

Yang Ming solemnly patted Luo Feng on the shoulder: "Keep in touch!"

With that said, he turned around and flew away!

……

On a sea island, two large flags are flying.

Yang Dazhu and Wu Jixiang were tied to the flagpole and had been hanging like this for a long time.

The two traded with the dark elves and transported various ore resources.

And earned a lot of third-order materials: pure soul gems!

This material is a special product of the sea, and it has always been relatively scarce on land, so the price is naturally high.

Yang Dazhu and Wu Jixiang stocked up a lot of soul gems.

But then the two accidentally discovered that, except for the first batch of gems that were traded were real, all the gems that were traded later were fakes.

The two immediately came to question the dark elf in a hurry.

In the end, the dark elves were not polite, and directly caught the two of them, planning to do a kidnapping and blackmail deal!

"These dark elves have no morals!"

"Black-hearted merchant!"

"The remnants of the evil camp!"

Yang Dazhu and Wu Jixiang cursed at each other.

"Old Wu, send a message to Daming! Tell him to send someone over to destroy these dark elves!" Yang Dazhu said in an angry voice.

"You should send the message yourself!" Wu Jixiang felt that his old face couldn't hold back.

This transaction cost nearly 10 gold coins!
This is a huge sum of money!
Wu Jixiang also summed up the reasons for the failure.

The dark elves are a matriarchal society, and those in power are a group of beautiful and enchanting female elves.

Yang Dazhu was overwhelmed by the fascination, and coupled with the temptation of interests, he pulled himself to do business!
Wu Jixiang believes that the responsibility lies with Yang Dazhu.

It doesn't matter if it's money or not, but Wu Jixiang doesn't want to take the blame.

"Then I'm offline!"

Yang Dazhu said helplessly.

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