"You defeated the enemy and you gained 1 battle point."
"Your current battle points are: 37 points."
Yi Qiu let go of the twisted corpse restrained by his three arms. In this round, Yi Qiu's opponent was an elf female shooter.
Yi Qiu didn't understand her occupation. Perhaps she was a wanderer, perhaps a ranger, or perhaps a native occupation of a certain plane.
This elf has superb shooting skills and flexible steps, making him very difficult to deal with.
Yi Qiulu has met many elves one after another. Yi Qiu has a lot of experience with this race.
As an immortal species, the elves Yi Qiu saw were not as delicate as reflected in various cultures. Of course, they did have a side that loved literature and art.
But in the art of killing, elves are not weaker than other races at all.
They are naturally strong and agile, and have plenty of time to hone their skills.
With extremely fast movement speed, Yi Qiu finally caught the elf female shooter.
Then through close-quarters strangulation, Yi Qiu successfully won the final victory.
But Yi Qiu also paid a price for this:
"puff……"
Yi Qiu pulled out a wooden arrow stuck in his shoulder, and the blood from the shot dyed his arm red.
Even with reflex dodge, he was still shot by the elf archer.
This is a very delicate wooden arrow that feels good in the hand and has fine lines carved on its body.
This is a typical elven arrow. Only a race like them that pursues art and has plenty of time can make such exquisite arrows.
Human beings have such skills and artistic connotation, but their short life span makes it impossible for them to understand such a thing as spending a week just to make an arrow.
Yi Qiu wiped the sweat from his face. He felt that as he continued to fight in the arena, he enjoyed the feeling of fighting the enemy more and more.
Enjoy the feeling of catching your enemies and crushing them with your surging heartbeat and surging blood!
This is essentially not much different from sitting on a laptop and controlling the character to use various skills to win, but it can give people a more pleasant and exciting pleasure.
"Do you want to withdraw from the battlefield?"
Yi Qiu shook his head. The large amount of blood loss made him feel dizzy.
However, as long as you withdraw from the battlefield, this injury will recover quickly.
"yes."
"The character is being teleported out of the battlefield..."
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Familiarity with a touch of unfamiliar dizziness...
Yi Qiu touched the injured area, only to feel a faint sting.
The injuries sustained on the battlefield will be weakened to a greater extent than those sustained in the dungeon, and even death will only be due to physical weakness.
Therefore, after Yi Qiu was injured by the arrow, only the slightly red skin was left. With the 15 constitution bonus from the power of the totem, this injury could be recovered quickly.
Today's random battle ends here, Yi Qiu decided to take a rest.
The current copy progress of City of Decay has fallen into deep water, and it is not easy to achieve 100% perfect clearance.
After all, it is a boss-level boss. Yi Qiu is ready to feel the strength of the secret realm boss before weighing it.
As for doing tasks?
It is impossible to complete tasks in this life...
The dungeon mission is quite troublesome, a bit mind-consuming, and definitely not something you can easily complete based on the mission description.
Yi Qiu didn't want to waste his time. It was said that high strength would lower IQ.
Because I am used to using violence to solve problems, my brain will deteriorate if I don't use it.
Yi Qiu glanced at the comprehensive network panel and said, well, the intelligence is still 10, so you can rest assured.
Lying on the rocking chair, Yi Qiu enjoyed a rare leisure time.
The sun was so warm that the cup next to it was a little hot.
Occasionally, a few clouds drifted by in the sky, and Yi Qiu suddenly thought that when he could fly again, he would definitely go inside the clouds and take a look.
Then I ran up to an altitude of 10,000 meters and looked down at the magnificent mountains and rivers.
"Hey, wait for me!"
Suddenly, Yi Qiu heard voices coming from the mountain next to him.
It sounded very familiar. Yi Qiu touched his bald head and thought for a moment. He must be the college student he met on the mountain road last time.
But they are still running around in the mountains?
Yi Qiu picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Now that the weather is warm, the snakes and beasts in the mountains have begun to move.
However, there aren't any ferocious beasts nearby, except for wild boars, which are a bit more ferocious.
Thinking of wild boars, Yi Qiu suddenly became interested.
He hasn't eaten juicy pork chops for a long time, which is a rather painful thing for him who is a carnivorous person.
But don't worry, the sun is too strong now, and the wild boars are probably still hiding in the woods to avoid the sun.
It wouldn't be too late for him to look for it again at dusk.
When Yi Qiu was a child, a villager killed a wild boar with a shotgun and gave it to Yi Qiu's family.
Now Yi Qiu can't remember the taste clearly, but it's definitely not bad.
Although it is definitely not as good as the taste of brown-tusked boar, after all, brown-tusked boar is a product of the magical plane.
Under the active magic particles, the form of the creature will be affected to a certain extent, resulting in some subtle changes.
It is said that ordinary pumpkins on the earth can also have the strange effect of replenishing energy under the action of magic particles from a certain plane.
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"Xiao Ni, you are really too slow!"
As the sound got closer, Yi Qiu turned around and looked.
I saw a girl running down the path on the mountain. Yi Qiu had a slight impression that this girl was the same group of college students who met on the mountain path before.
Following her footsteps, another boy ran down the mountain.
Yi Qiu didn't look at it, so he was probably in the travel group.
"Hey, there are still people living there."
The girl who came down first said to the boy next to her.
"Villages nearby, didn't the village party secretary say before that there are still several elderly families living in the mountains?"
"Hey, that's not right. This bald head looks familiar..."
The boy thought for a moment, then slapped his thigh!
"Isn't this the awesome master we met on the mountain last time?"
"No, Yichen, please help me watch first. I feel that this is the moment of reversal in my life! I want to take this master as my teacher!"
The boy put the wild vegetable bag he had just pulled on the ground and said:
"When the martial arts school came to our elementary school to touch the bones, I was always thinking about how to go home and persuade my mother to let me, a martial arts genius, let go of my mundane studies and practice magical skills!"
"The results of it?"
Yichen asked curiously from the side.
"The result is that no one from our school was selected for the martial arts gym..."
The boy said depressedly.
"Pfft... Do you want to go to become a disciple? If not, I will go back."
Yichen covered her mouth and laughed.
"Go! Go! Go! Wait for me."
The boy straightened his hair and then walked towards Yi Qiu...