National Transfer: Necromancer! I Am A Disaster

At this moment, the collective silence, even the air is no longer flowing.

The wind has stopped, the clouds have stopped, and the sun has dimmed for a few minutes.

A god-level powerhouse is so strong.

The god Shata burst out with bright light, covering the world.

"Today, God Shata is open."

"The rules have changed, and those whose names are called enter the tower, and even people wait outside the tower."

Meng Anwen's voice was terrifyingly oppressive, and everyone had to listen to it.

"From now on, first place, Muli Academy, Linli."

Those whose names were called immediately stepped out and walked into the god Shata.

In Shenxia Tower, Lin Moyu met the three of Baiyiyuan.

He finally understood how he should study.

After hearing the methods of the three, he really had an indescribable feeling.

I really don't know how my teacher came up with such an idea.

All three of them thought it was very good, and they had no chance to object at all.

Now that the arrow is on the string, we have to launch it.

Yan Kuangsheng said, "Isn't it just a few failures and a few beatings, what's the big deal."

"Whoever has never been beaten will get used to being next to each other."

Meng Anwen said, "Everything has been arranged anyway, if you don't want to be too miserable, then you should work hard.

Bai Yiyuan patted Lin Moyu's shoulder, and said earnestly, "Xiaoyu, Teacher believes in you, it won't be too miserable."

"The first person has already entered the tower. He is an archmage of water element."

"Don't worry, we have arranged everything, from low to high."

Up to now, Lin Moyu can only accept it.

He sat cross-legged, and Meng Anwen shot a beam of light onto Da Yao Moyu.

Lin Moyu closed his eyes and kept his consciousness away.

Lin Li entered Shenxiata.

Entering the shata for the first time, he was full of 647 curiosity.

In this big tower, a lot of history of the empire is carried.

Here he felt solemn and sacred.

In the first turn, he was a rare professional Bo Junshi.

After the second turn, he became the Great Master of Waves.

He is now level 45, and he is very proficient in mastering various skills of his own.

This time, he also passed all the way and got this rare admission ticket.

After entering the tower, invisible pressure fell on him, his attributes dropped rapidly, and each advanced skill was quickly sealed.

In a blink of an eye, he returned to his level 10 state.

Lin Li didn't panic, he knew very well that he was in no danger at all in Shenshata.

This is only part of the trial.

"Try the rules, defeat the opponent in front of you, the more times you defeat, the higher the score."

A majestic voice sounded in Lin Li's ears.

The rules are so simple that everyone can understand them.

Not far in front of Lin Li, stood his opponent.

There is a layer of enchantment between the two sides, and the trial has not officially started yet.

Through the barrier, Lin Li saw the other party.

"Is it a puppet?"

"I don't know the strength of the level. Now that I have been suppressed to level 10, the opponent should not be too strong."

Lin Li was thinking in his heart, his whole body tensed up, ready to fight.

On the other side of the barrier, Lin Moyu's consciousness fell on the puppet.

He is also level 10 now.

Possesses exactly the same skills and attributes as Lin Li.

At this moment, he became Master Botao.

Looking at the unfamiliar skills, he thought about what Bai Yiyuan said.

"The best way to learn about a profession is to become one."

Meng Anwen took advantage of the opening of Shenxiata this time, and asked a total of 500 professionals to come over to serve as sparring partners for Lin Moyu.

He copied everyone's professional skills with the god Shata and turned them into puppets.

The puppet is controlled by Lin Moyu to fight with each other.

Battles of the same profession and level.

Familiarize yourself with skills in battle and learn the fighting styles of each profession.

If you are not used to it at first, it is inevitable to be beaten.

Although Lin Moyu is controlling a puppet, he will also feel pain in the formation arranged by Meng Anwen.

Except that he won't really die, everything else is exactly the same as a real person.

Lin Moyu didn't know Meng Anwen's occupation until just now: God-level array mage.

All kinds of formations are not difficult for Meng Anwen.

Put away the messy thoughts, as soon as they come, you will be at ease.

Of course Lin Moyu knew that such an arrangement made sense.

The three of them worked hard for him, and let a group of the best geniuses in the entire empire serve as their training partners.

It would be a pity if I didn't seize the opportunity.

"Becoming a god-level powerhouse is an extremely important step..."

Lin Moyu repeated what Meng Anwen and others said.

"Since that's the case, let you be my sharpening stone."

The barrier disappears.

A cold light flashed in front of his eyes, and an ice arrow had landed on him.

It hurts, it hurts a lot.

My whole body was frozen, and it turned out that freezing hurts so much.

The kind of pain that is about to be frozen.

Lin Moyu didn't react at all, or subconsciously didn't want to hide at all.

I have long been used to the existence of bone armor and the damage transfer of the undead army.

For this level of attack, I don't care at all.

He forgot that he was only attached to a puppet now, a level 10 wave mage.

It was too late to react.

The second Frostbolt struck head-on.

The frozen body couldn't make any response and was hit directly.

In excruciating pain, the puppet disappeared.

At this moment, Lin Moyu really had the illusion that he was dead.

In the next second, his consciousness descended on a brand new puppet again.

The (accg) level has been raised to level 12, the skills have not changed, and the attributes have changed slightly.

A familiar enchantment, a familiar opponent.

Lin Li on the other side of the barrier was a little confused, this opponent was too weak.

Two Frostbolts solved it, and he couldn't even hide, and he didn't even have a reaction.

It felt like beating a wooden man.

Is this a trial?

Why does it feel like playing house.

Still, the first scene was just an appetizer.

Now the level has been raised by 2 levels, reaching level 12.

Lin Li didn't dare to take it lightly, and was still fully alert.

Lin Moyu finally realized that what he just wrote was careless.

"I have to abandon all the previous fighting methods, I am now a mage, a 12th-level mage.

"No undead army, no bone armor, no damage transfer."

"I can only take two or three hits at most.

Lin Moyu kept admonishing himself.

He began to adapt to his 'new identity. '

The enchantment disappeared, and the second match began again.

An ice arrow pierced the wind, Lin Moyu reacted quickly this time and dodged to the side.

At the same time, point your finger to activate the skill, and also throw a Frostbolt.

"It's finally moving. As expected, it was just an appetizer!" Seeing Mo Yu start to fight back, Lin Li felt that he had guessed well.

Now is the real test.

only. . .

The accuracy of the opponent's Frost Arrow is quite different.

Frostbolt didn't aim at himself at all, flew by and disappeared.

Lin Li felt strange in his heart, but his hands didn't stop.

Level 12 Mage Botao doesn't have many skills, just a few back and forth, not even a magic shield.

He threw out one skill after another.

Lin Moyu suddenly fell into a passive state, dodging in embarrassment.

Finally, after dodging several attacks in a row, a mistake occurred and he did not dodge.

Lin Li seized the opportunity. . .

Lin Moyu, who recovered from the pain, became a level 14 wave mage.

"I'm too used to the locking of the soul flame, and I'm also used to the group attack of the bone fangs."

"Ice archery requires aiming at the target...

"There is also the water polo behind, which also needs to be aimed at the target."

"The ice arrow is faster than the water polo, but the water polo spins faster, and the two can complement each other."

Lin Moyu constantly analyzes his mistakes and makes amends.

The wait was not long, just a minute later.

Lin Moyu only had time to make a general summary, and a new competition started again.

This time it was still Lin Moyu who lost, but it was much better than before.

The three of Meng Anwen watched the whole process and had a panoramic view of Lin Moyu's changes.

Bai Yiyuan was very satisfied with Lin Moyu's performance, "It's not bad, Xiaoyu is improving very quickly."

Yan Kuangsheng nodded, "Better than you were back then."

Bai Yiyuan snorted coldly, "Isn't it better than you?"

The two were extremely at odds. Although they didn't fight as much as before, the two were still inevitable.

Bai Yiyuan said slowly, "I believe in Xiaoyu's comprehension, but whether repeated failures will affect Xiaoyu's confidence."

After all, Lin Moyu came all the way smoothly.

It has created one history after another, and it seems that it has never tasted the taste of failure.

Now such a continuous failure may indeed hit self-confidence.

Meng Anwen shook his head, "No, it's not like you haven't seen Xiaoyu's ruthlessness. Once his ruthlessness is activated, such a click is nothing."

Yan Kuangsheng said, "The smoother you are, the more you have to endure setbacks. There has never been a strong person who grew up without setbacks."

"And I think Xiaoyu has started to adapt, he can."

It was rare for Bai Yiyuan not to refute, obviously agreeing with what Yan Kuangsheng said.

In the trial tower, a new round of competition started again. .