After hearing Wu Feng's words, Yang Song's enthusiasm immediately disappeared, and he said in frustration: "Listening to what you said, don't I have no hope?"
"That's not necessarily the case," the killer looked back at Murong Xiaotian and said, "Everyone's life experience is different, and the skills created by everyone cannot be the same. If there is an opportunity that suits you
, coupled with your unremitting efforts, it is possible to create skills that belong to you and suit you."
"The killer is right," Wu Feng nodded to the killer with satisfaction, and then glanced at a few people with serious eyes: "Maybe you can all create skills, maybe you don't have such opportunities and talents at all. But I
What I want to say is, don’t think that you will be invincible if you have your own skills.
Don't be discouraged because you can't create skills yourself. Not one or two self-created skills can influence the fate of the game. If a person wants to make a difference in the game, he must work harder than others. Only by being proficient
The control technology that masters the scale of the game is the true meaning of mastering the game!"
After Wu Feng finished speaking, he glanced at Murong Xiaotian who was not far away meaningfully, and then turned to a few people: "Do you think Brother Tian has been here to die here for the past few days just to create his own skills?" Wu Feng shook his head coldly.
He said coldly: "If you think so, you are wrong. Brother Tian did this to develop a unique control ability. And the self-created skills are just an unexpected surprise given to him by God!"
Several people were silent. What Wufeng said shocked them greatly. At the same time, it also made them feel Wufeng's power and made them understand that Wufeng, a master who has become famous in all major online games in recent years.
, it depends on hard work, not luck!
After a long time, the usually taciturn summoner spoke: "Yang Song, there is something I don't know whether to say or not."
"Say." Yang Song's face no longer had the playful expression in the past.
"When we first entered the game, Brother Tian's control level was not as good as yours, but in just seven or eight days, you are not even a little behind Brother Tian now. Do you know why? I won't say more. I just
I have a message for you, hard work can lead to success!"
"Yes, Yang Song," Piaoxue also looked at Yang Song energetically, with a light of hope in his eyes: "We all regard you as a true friend. We hope you can join the ranks of professional players as soon as possible, instead of being like you are now.
In this way, be a non-staff member."
Yang Song was silent, with an unprecedented seriousness on his face. The words of Wu Feng, Killer, Summoner, and Piaoxue caused huge waves in his heart! This change of words changed his mind. This change of words changed his mind.
, also changed his life, this interpretation also created another master in (destiny)!
Murong Xiaotian ravaged the last horse-headed monster to death, and without waiting for the refresh, he walked towards Wu Feng and the others.
"Brother Tian, congratulations. The clouds have finally cleared and you can see the sunrise!" Wu Feng looked at Murong Xiaotian gently, feeling very pleased that Xiaotian had achieved such an achievement.
"Haha, the revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard, it's a joke, it's a joke." Murong Xiaotian laughed and said embarrassedly.
"Brother Tian, don't be so modest. Being too modest is hypocrisy," the killer put on a serious face and said in a serious manner.
"Hahaha," the summoner rarely laughed so loudly, pointing at the killer: "You, you can laugh at a hundred steps. Do you know that being too serious is pedantic?"
When several people heard this, they all laughed.
"Hey" Murong Xiaotian looked at Yang Song curiously: "It's strange, why did our talkative chicken turn into a mute bird today?"
Several people closed their mouths and chuckled silently. Piaoxue couldn't bear it anymore. He gave Yang Song a meaningful look and said with a smile: "He has just received criticism and re-education from the party and the people."
Several people laughed out loud after hearing Piaoxue's words. Only Yang Song stood there with a blushing face and an embarrassed expression, while Murong Xiaotian was even more confused.
"You, why have you turned into a big piece of wood now?" Piaoxue reached out and pulled Yang Song: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you take out the clothes and put them on Brother Tian?"
Oh!" Yang Song finally came to his senses and quickly pulled out the package to get his clothes.
"No need," Wu Feng waved his hand to stop Yang Song, then turned to the killer and said: "Assassin, give that first-level white equipment with power +5 to Brother Tian." (About the level attributes of weapons and equipment in "Destiny".
For questions such as this, please refer to the relevant content of the work)
The killer nodded, took out the clothes and handed them to Murong Xiaotian.
Seeing Murong Xiaotian put on his clothes, Wufeng said: "I wanted to give it to you two days ago, but I'm afraid you'd throw it away. Although it's not a good thing, it's not easy to get such a thing."
"Yes, the risk of this fate is really ridiculously low," the killer nodded in agreement.
"I won't say anything if you want to thank me. In general, you can tell your horse power from afar, and you can tell people's hearts over time. You will know what kind of person I, Murong Xiaotian, am," Murong Xiaotian glanced at everyone's face,
Finally, it stopped on Yang Song's face: "Yang Song, you are the first person I, Murong Xiaotian, met after I was released from prison. Without you, I might not have even entered (
There is no chance for you in (destiny). I, Murong Xiaotian, overestimate my ability and regard you as my own brother from the bottom of my heart. I dare not say that I can dominate in (destiny) in the future, nor can I guarantee that I can really do it in (destiny).
(Destiny), but I can assure you that if I, Murong Xiaotian, have a mouthful of food, I will have half as much as you."
Yang Song's excited eyes filled with tears, and he nodded heavily. Although he and Murong Xiaotian had not known each other for a long time, he could feel the sincerity from Murong Xiaotian, and he could even feel the vicissitudes of Murong Xiaotian's eyes.
That unwavering determination!
After Murong Xiaotian finished speaking, he turned his attention to Wu Feng: "I won't go leveling with you. I was a little tired yesterday after a long day and then an all-nighter. I want to go down and rest first."
Wufeng nodded: "It's time to take a rest. For more than twenty hours in a row, even a hardened person can't bear it. Besides, this leveling up is not something that happens overnight."
"Yes," Murong Xiaotian responded, and nodded to the killer, Piaoxue and the others. When he was about to get off the line, he pointed at Yang Song and said, "You guys give me a good fuck about this kid.
