Gao Wu: Invincibility begins with basic archery

  Chapter 270 Do you know this person? (seeking subscription)

  Gao Jinming's eyes gradually dimmed, and finally lost his spirit, and fell to the ground.

  Chen Fan exhaled slowly.

   So far, this matter should be considered over.

  Of course, it would be even better if the person surnamed Du didn't escape.

   But there is no way to do it. These awakened people have all kinds of strange abilities. In comparison, clones are not so rare. As for the subsequent revenge.

  He is not stupid, this identity has caused such a big incident, since then it is naturally hidden, just a vest.

  The only thing you need to worry about is whether you will be spotted by smart people when you use Windward Slash later.

   "Forget it, let's talk about it later. To be on the safe side, let's take these corpses back. They also have space items on them, and maybe there are some valuable things in them."

  Chen Fan knelt down and touched the corpse with his palm.

  The corpse immediately disappeared in place and appeared among the space objects.

   This is what he only knew when he read the item introduction in the association.

   Living things cannot be put into space items, but after the living things die, they can.

  The next moment, his figure appeared at the place where the previous battle broke out,

  Put several corpses on the ground into the space objects,

  Looking around, the surroundings are eerily quiet,

  The guards who could be seen everywhere disappeared without a trace.

   "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, take Meng Xue back first."

  His figure disappeared in place again.

  …

   "Poof!"

  A man who had his eyes closed and his legs crossed on the futon suddenly opened his eyes, and a large mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, dyeing a large piece of the ground in front of him red, which was shocking.

   "Hoo, hoo..."

  The man rested his hands on the ground and let out a rapid panting sound. After a full minute or two, he slowly raised his head, revealing a familiar face.

  That's right, it was Du Hao who was killed by Chen Fan in Anshan City.

   It's just that compared with the ruddy and radiant complexion before, at this moment, both his complexion and lips are frighteningly white, like a ghost.

   "Damn it!"

  Du Hao gritted his teeth, wishing to cut Chen Fan into pieces.

  That's right, his ability is a clone, as long as the real body is not dead, he can live forever.

  But this does not mean that the death of the clone has no effect on him.

   On the contrary, once the clone dies, he will pay a very heavy price,

  Every time the avatar dies, the strength of the real body will regress by nearly 30%.

  He also thought so at the beginning, so he didn't spare his own life at all. He went into various dangerous places, or in order to make other people in the team retreat, he led away the powerful beast alone, and was finally killed.

   He is also proud of the huge benefits and prestige that this has brought him, and he is grateful for his awakened ability.

   Until later, he gradually realized something was wrong.

  To be precise, when he broke through from a D-level awakener to a C-level, he felt something was wrong.

  Because the D-rank awakener of the same period as him became a C-rank in half a year, but it took him nearly two years.

What kind of concept is this? You must know that when he was cultivating, he summoned a clone to practice together. Theoretically, the speed of cultivation was twice that of others. As a result, the cultivation time was more than twice that of others. Once there, the efficiency is almost one-fifth of others!

  After becoming a C-level awakener, this is even more obvious.

  With the same resources, even several times the resources of others, his cultivation speed is one-tenth of others!

  After others have already crossed the C-level threshold and become a B-level awakened person, he is still standing still.

  Until this moment, he finally understood that the cost of the death of the avatar is not only the regression of strength, but also the difficulty of improvement.

   Every time the avatar dies, the difficulty of cultivation will increase a bit,

   The difficulty of each death increase is much higher than the previous one!

  The more times he dies, the greater the difficulty will increase, until he finally reaches a level where he has to work ten times or dozens of times more than others to catch up with others.

   Therefore, to some extent, he, who seems to be immortal, is more afraid of death than others.

   This is also one of the reasons why he tried his best to win over Chen Fan before. He died nearly ten times. If he dies again, he may be bound to the level of a C-level awakened person for the rest of his life.

  The second reason is that in his opinion, so what about a mere warrior, even a warrior of the True Origin Realm?

   If you get his favor, you should come over and bow down to him.

result…

  Thinking of this, Du Hao became furious, and spat out a big mouthful of blood again.

  He wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, stood up, and walked out of the room.

"grown ups!"

  The two awakened people at the door were shocked when they saw this.

   What's going on, could it be that something went wrong when Mr. Du was practicing?

   "Call me Ling Shiyao, and find me a painter by the way."

"yes!"

   The two of them didn't know what was going on, but they still carried out the order quickly.

  A sneer appeared on the corner of Du Hao's mouth.

   Two or three minutes later, two men walked in one after the other,

  The person in front is the one who left just now,

   Followed behind was a middle-aged man with extraordinary bearing, tall, close to 1.9 meters, a head taller than the person in front.

   It’s just that when seeing Du Hao, the middle-aged man is like a deflated balloon,

  The previous aura instantly languished, bent over, looked at Du Hao who was sitting drinking tea, and asked flatteringly:

   "I don't know Mrs. Du, what's the purpose of finding the little one? If there is a need for the little one, please tell Mrs. Du."

   "President Ling, sit down."

  Du Hao pointed to the empty seat next to him and said.

"yes."

  Ling Shiyao sat down carefully, or only sat halfway.

   "President Ling, please wait for a while. I have something very important to tell you later."

   "Dare not dare."

  Ling Shiyao said quickly, a heart rose to his throat instantly.

  I don’t know this one, what exactly is he looking for?

   I don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing.

"well."

  Thinking of this, he sighed heavily inwardly.

  Although he is the president of the Kowloon City Branch of the Jiangnan District Martial Arts Association, he is very powerful and has an extraordinary status.

   In front of this person, you have to be honest. Once you annoy the other party, everything before will be wiped out.

   Soon, there was a rush of footsteps,

   Two more people walked in,

  The person behind is carrying a backpack, hunched over, bowed his head,

   "My lord, the painter you are looking for has been brought here. He is the best painter in the city, and the things he draws are no different from the photos."

  The man in front said,

"Yeah?"

  Du Hao put down the teacup in his hand, hooked his finger at the painter, and said, "Come here."

  The man trembled when he heard the words, raised his head, and walked over tremblingly, his heart was like fifteen buckets fetching water, ups and downs.

   "I said, if you draw well, you will be rewarded. If you don't draw well, don't blame me for being rude."

   Du Hao said coldly.

"Yes Yes."

  The painter nodded in fright.

   Without a doubt, if this person in front of him kills him, he won't have any difficulties.

  He hurriedly spread out the drawing paper and mixed the paints.

  The two men on the side and Ling Shiyao all showed puzzled expressions when they saw this,

   Didn't dare to ask more, just watched quietly.

   Soon, the artist picked up the pen and said as thin as a mosquito: "My lord, I, I am ready."

"good,"

  Du Hao recalled Chen Fan's appearance in his mind, and began to describe it.

   After several adjustments on the way, soon, a man with a sturdy appearance and a long knife appeared on the drawing paper.

  The appearance of Chen Fan after changing his appearance is almost exactly the same except for some gaps in details.

   "Big, my lord."

  The painter swallowed, and looked at Du Hao anxiously.

  According to the latter description, the person he drew is like this, and he doesn't know if it matches the other person's intention.

  However, Du Hao stared at the portrait as if fascinated.

  After a long while, he laughed loudly, with engraved hatred in his eyes,

   "That's right, that's right, it's him!"

   "Wang Liang, transfer one million cards to him."

   "Yes, my lord."

  The man who was called responded.

   "Thank you, my lord, thank you, my lord!"

  The artist was so excited that he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Du Hao.

  One million, when will he earn so much money?

   As a result, just draw a picture here.

   Soon there were only three people left in the room, Du Hao raised his head and waved to Ling Shiyao who was beside him.

   "President Ling, come over and have a look, do you know this person?"

"good."

  Ling Shiyao hurried over, staring at the person in the portrait with wide eyes like a bull's eye.

  Du Hao picked up the tea bowl and took a sip.

  It's not like he's idle, or he's thirsty.

   This tea has a good stabilizing effect on the soul,

   As for finding Ling Shiyao, it is also very simple.

  There are only so many warriors in the True Yuan Realm,

  If you exclude those attached to the awakened ones, there will be even fewer.

  Let Ling Shiyao come and recognize him,

  If you can directly recognize who this guy is,

  Of course it couldn’t be better,

  He directly led someone to catch him,

   Without torturing him a thousand times, he couldn't swallow the breath in his heart.

   It’s okay if you don’t recognize it,

   directly ask him to check,

   Can’t find out?

snort!

  Time passed by one minute and one second, and in a blink of an eye, three minutes passed,

  Ling Shiyao frowned into a Sichuan character,

  He really can't recognize the person in front of him?

   But Du Hao called him here, probably because he wanted to know who this person was, and there must have been some unpleasant things between the two parties.

  If he told the truth, he might be blamed.

   "Why, haven't you figured out what answer to give me?"

  Looking at Ling Shiyao who wished to sink his eyes into the painting, Du Hao sneered.

   "Master, little one, I really can't recognize who this person is, and I have never seen this person before in my impression, but,"

  Ling Shiyao hurriedly said: "Please give me a week, sir. When the time comes, I will definitely bring this person to you."

  (end of this chapter)