Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty-Eight: Swordsmen Can't Beat, Assassins Can't Beat

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However, the swordsman seemed to have thought of this for a long time. The long sword that was like a flash of lightning suddenly swayed.

"laugh--!"

With a stinging pain, Jing Qingyun felt that the blood was flowing out of the body.

Consciousness soon plunged into darkness.

The next moment, Jing Qingyun saw four huge prompt fonts in the crystal ball.

"Fight lost."

"Damn it! How could I not even be able to hold two moves!" Jing Qingyun slammed his thigh hard, and then entered the battle strength promotion arena again without believing in evil.

Select the stand-alone mode, and the scene of the ring appears in the crystal ball again.

Summoning weapon, long sword.

Choose your opponent, the swordsman.

"Battle begins!"

Jing Qingyun felt that this time, he was fully prepared and would never let that swordsman sneak attack again.

But it turned out that he was still too young.

A swordsman in the ring, his attacks are endless.

If you can't grasp his position, then you can only be prepared to be attacked all the time, and then quickly lose in this endless attack.

"Is this a swordsman or an assassin!"

After losing ten games in a row, Jing Qingyun suddenly roared, and his whole face was ashen.

In ten full battles, he had not been able to complete ten moves in a single battle, let alone ten minutes.

And the most terrifying thing is that Jing Qingyun was completely led by the swordsman's attack from beginning to end, and he couldn't trace the swordsman's trace at all.

"If that's the essence of a swordsman, it's horrible."

Jing Qingyun finally realized what a terrifying place this battle strength promotion arena is.

His previously proud fighting skills were not worth mentioning at all in front of the swordsmen in the arena, and could not be compared at all.

Thinking of the big words he said before, Jing Qingyun once again had the urge to slap his two big mouths.

Defeat this monster?

This is really a dream.

As a swordsman, Jing Qingyun understands the most terrifying fighting skills of those who bring the swordsman's way to the extreme.

Although Jing Qingyun wasn't sure whether the guy in front of him was the legendary one who brought the swordsman's way to the extreme.

But Jing Qingyun can be sure that there is no way to defeat this guy by himself.

"Let's try other opponents." After thinking for a while, Jing Qingyun finally decided to give up and continue to choose the swordsman.

Assassin was chosen instead.

The Swordsman class, to a certain extent, can restrain the Assassin class.

Because the responsiveness of the Swordsman class is very powerful, when facing an assassin, it can react faster than other classes, and use its own high attack to instantly kill the assassin.

"I don't believe it anymore. I can't beat a swordsman, and I can't even beat an assassin."

Jing Qingyun said in disbelief.

However, the battle strength promotion arena once again gave Jing Qingyun a very deep memory.

In the hands of the assassin, Jing Qingyun couldn't even make a move.

The assassin in the arena, the way of fighting, is completely different from the swordsman.

The swordsman's attack method is only deceitful, but there are still traces to follow.

However, the key to assassins is to kill with one hit.

Before the shot, it was completely invisible.

Even Qi Le couldn't find him out of hiding before the assassins in the arena attacked.

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