Full-time master: I have a spirit behind me

"Tsk, almost." Old Wei sighed.

Immediately after the Sky Strike, Tyrant Shatter was activated, sweeping away the remaining health points of the mechanical creations that rushed to support. Broken mechanical parts were everywhere around One Autumn Leaf.

Blind spot movement?

Li Wen was stunned for a moment, and tried his best to twist Zhibai Shouhei's field of vision. The ability to twist the field of vision in the air was small, and in this case, One Autumn Leaf could not be seen at all. Judging from his body and declining blood volume, One Autumn Leaf has been doing damage to himself.

"Shadow Step, Ye Xiu doesn't even want to lose face, he just bullies Xiao Wen for his lack of experience, right?" Fang Shijing saw the clues at a glance and said somewhat speechlessly.

There was no chance to fight back. In the end, a long dragon passed through Zhibai Shouhei's body and took away the last of Zhibai Shouhei's life.

【fail】!

Red fonts appeared on Li Wen's screen.

"It's already pretty good. Very few people can suppress my health to this level." Ye Xiu chuckled and glanced at One Autumn Leaf's remaining 27% health: "If that If local connections are connected, it might be really dangerous.”

"There is no need to comfort my brother Ye." Li Wen smiled and shook his head: "At least, I can see the gap between you and me, and that is enough."

"Indeed." Ye Xiu did not deny it.

"Brother Ye, if you have nothing else to do, can you give me another one?" Li Wen smiled and touched the lion doll lying on his shoulder.

【Well? 】Su Muqiu was stunned for a moment, stunned for a moment, then her face turned into surprise, and the spirit body floated behind Li Wen.

"Okay, let's go." Ye Xiu did not refuse.

"Wait a minute, Brother Ye, I'll change my career..." Li Wen said with a smile.

Change career? Ye Xiu frowned. Little Master Wen seemed to be playing the role of mechanic, right? Although Ye Xiu also has a Glory textbook, which is proficient in all professions, and all of them are at professional levels, but they were all practiced after the battle mage skills reached their peak in order to find greater breakthroughs.

It’s not that I don’t recommend it, but it’s just that Xiao Wen has only been exposed to Glory for more than a month. It’s best to practice his own profession before considering other professions...

"Brother Fang, give me that sharpshooter's account card!"

"Which one? The spare one that Chu Xiong gave me?"

"right."

If it's a gunner type, Xiao Wen hasn't decided on a career yet? However, if he is a sharpshooter, he may be more helpful to Xiao Wen than a mechanic.

After a while, let’s ask Xiao Wen?

Log out of Zhibai Shouhei's account, pull out the card, and then swipe the card to log in again. An extremely ordinary sharpshooter appeared in the realm of God. He didn't even have a decent suit on him, and the two revolvers in his hands were just Just ordinary blue street stuff.

Enter the room number and password to enter the room.

Li Wen took a deep breath.

Behind them, the bodies of Su Muqiu and Li Wen blended together.

At this moment, their minds were united.

Leave it to you, Brother Mu Qiu, give Brother Ye a little shock. Aren't you always simulating glory in the spiritual space? Has the technology fallen behind?

Don't worry, if Ye Xiu still has the same mentality as before... I will give him a big surprise.

A smile appeared on Li Wen's lips: "Come on."

Lao Wei and Lao Fang, who were sitting next to Li Wen, were keenly aware that there seemed to be some changes in Li Wen's temperament, but they couldn't tell what the specific changes were. Ye Xiu, who was opposite, noticed nothing.

"As for sharpshooters, I'm actually very familiar with them. Be careful, Xiao Wen. This game won't be as easy as the last one." Ye Xiu smiled.

"Oh? Really? Let's make corrections this round, right?" "Li Wen" said with a smile.

Um?

Ye Xiu was stunned for a moment. Although the voice was still Xiao Wen's, it felt like...

Before Ye Xiu could think carefully about where this weird feeling came from, the sharpshooter on the opposite side had already strengthened it and accelerated closer, bringing One Autumn Leaf completely within the sharpshooter's attack range.

Shoot, suppress!

After multiple enhancements, the sharpshooter's attack power is fast and intensive. Coupled with the passive skill of quick reload, the two revolvers can even act like machine guns in the hands of the sharpshooter.

"...It's still Xiao Wen's usual style, so stupid, just shoot and suppress it here?" Bai Shu couldn't help but complain.

"Then what do you think a sharpshooter should look like, little concubine?" Old Wei lit a cigarette and asked a little funny.

how is it like? Needless to say? Bai Shu said with some confusion: "Of course, like Zhou Zekai in the reincarnation, he relies on a variety of positioning and flying gun skills to continuously maximize the mobility of the sharpshooter?"

"Then looking at the current situation, is it really necessary to do that?" Fang Shijing also interjected with a smile.

Bai Shu was stunned. Indeed, is that necessary? In this way, a single point of output can also play a suppressive role. You don't even have to worry about the opponent's temporary countermeasures. You only need to be prepared for possible changes at any time.

If we have to label the two styles, Zhou Zekai's style of play is full of gorgeous kingly spirit.

The "Li Wen" style of play is more freehand, or more casual.

In fact, the latter is more practical than the former.

"Ye Xiu, that bastard is being shameless again." Old Wei blew out his smoke and cursed angrily.

Because he was not familiar with Li Wen in the sharpshooter state, Ye Xiu directly chose a more conservative method, constantly shaking in the z-shape to dodge the opponent's suppression and get closer!

Battle mages do not have an advantage in long-range attacks. They can hit you with average A, but your long-range means are all ultimate moves. Even a fool knows how to make such a choice, right?

"Huh? Why don't you keep the distance?" Fang Shijing murmured. After a visual inspection, the distance between One Autumn Leaf and Xiao Wen is only a dozen steps. This position is already very dangerous, and the advantage of the sharpshooter is constantly being eliminated. Zoom out, now you don’t have to be greedy for the damage, you have to zoom out, right?

While Fang Shijing was thinking, the distance between the two was still getting closer.

Ten steps forward!

Seven steps...

Six steps...

Four steps!

Three steps!

The sharpshooter finally gave up firing and threw both revolvers in his hand.

[Double Eagle Spin]!

Throw the sharpshooter's revolver at the enemy, and the pistol will automatically fire bullets to cause no attribute damage to the enemy. The thrown pistol will fly back automatically. At this time, the sharpshooter can throw it again after grabbing the pistol, up to 3 times.

This is also a type of spear art, and can be regarded as one of the close combat methods of a sharpshooter.

"Three rifles of physical skills?!" Old Wei couldn't help but cursed in a low voice: "Damn, Xiao Wen is sick, right? His opponent is Ye Xiu's One Autumn Leaf! Even if Zhou Zekai used three rifles of physical skills in front of Ye Xiu, right? ?! At this level, he can still guarantee both offense and defense within three steps?"

"Keep your voice down, Boss Wei, don't disturb Xiao Wen." Fang Shijing reminded in a low voice: "At least, so far, Xiao Wen still has the advantage in the exchange between the two parties!"

The feeling of familiarity is getting heavier and heavier. Although there have been some changes, they are still too similar in their bones. It is simply...

"It's not a good thing to be distracted during battle." "Li Wen" chuckled, waving the revolver in his right hand continuously, using the firearm to accurately block the dazzling pattern thrown by One Autumn Leaf, and blocked it remotely! Although it consumes a certain amount of mana, it also turns the dazzling pattern emission into a refreshing breath that is neither painful nor itchy!

Side kicks, roundhouse kicks, the bullets in his hands kept spraying flames.

This is the deepest greeting, and it is also spoken by a soul who has been away from home for a long time and a long-lost friend...

I'm back!