Chapter 70 All the Heroes in the World Will Be My Running Dogs!
Although there is still a faint glow on the surface of the book of Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills, and the fingers cannot touch the book when holding it in the hand, so no explanation is given, but it can be seen from Yang Jian that if this skill scroll is below S-level, it is simply a performance that is not worthy of Yang Jian! Moreover, it is not difficult for Fang Lin to remove this seal, and he can directly use absolute no erasure. Considering the special rule that only people with three eyes can practice the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills, Lao Hu and others naturally think that this book belongs to Fang Lin.
These treasures are spread out in a straight line on the table in front of Fang Lin, and the light and flames are intertwined. It is really indescribably brilliant and dazzling, which makes people's eyes blurred.
Artifact: Mother-and-child silver bow and golden bullet.
Golden plot equipment: Giant Spirit God's battle axe.
Golden plot gem: Ten thousand year lamp wick.
Strange book: Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills.
In front of these four gorgeous treasures, the silver plot equipment and dark gold equipment that were opened can only be used as a foil next to them! What a powerful aura this is? Everyone present admired it, except Fang Lin, who was standing in the middle of the scene. His face was normal, but there was a kind of grimness in his eyes, as unfathomable as the mountains and the sea.
"What do you think of these equipment?" Fang Lin suddenly asked Bayonet.
Bayonet was always indifferent and taciturn. After listening to Fang Lin's inquiry, he thought for a while and said:
"Not bad."
After saying these two words, he felt that he was not satisfied, and added:
"Very good."
Fang Lin smiled and said:
"Do you want it?"
Bayonet's eyes turned from cold to hot, and he stared at Fang Lin's face like a wolf, and said only one word:
"I want it!"
Fang Lin jumped onto the table and trampled on the priceless equipment under his feet. His black hair was flying, and the fool's pupil between his eyebrows shone with dazzling and strange light. The originally calm and quiet space was actually thundering at this moment!
"If you want these equipment, there is a best and simplest way, that is... to defeat me!"
"Defeat me!"
Fang Lin said this lightly, but he said it in the vast nightmare space trading square. The birth of the artifact is a very remarkable thing. At present, at least half of the elites in the nightmare world are here. Fang Lin actually said such a tempting and contemptuous words to the heroes of the world. Naturally, people feel that the wind blowing in the nightmare space today is so arrogant!
After hearing Fang Lin's words, everyone's face changed several times. Bayonet and Madagascar are the "natural enemies" of Fang Lin, who is a spiritual power expert. They couldn't help but look at each other and said:
"How to fight, what should I lose to you if I lose?"
This question asked the voice of many people, and the space became quiet.
Fang Lin said calmly:
"1v1, just like the battle of the top ten. If you lose, you have to obey one thing from me."
"That's all?" This time it was Madagascar who spoke. "Just one thing?"
"Yes." Fang Lin said calmly. "Just one thing. When I ask you to do this thing, you are my running dog! Anyone who loses to me must also do one thing for me at the same time. When you do this thing, you are all my running dogs!"
Hearing the two extremely harsh words "running dog", the surrounding reincarnations frowned. Fang Lin's behavior at this time was no longer just arrogant. It was a provocation. With his eyes, his careless movements, and his understated tone of provocation, he was provoking all the reincarnations present in the nightmare space!
If eyes could kill people, Fang Lin would have been torn to pieces by those greedy, angry, and jealous eyes below! If someone else said this, then the elite samsara below would drown him with a spit!
But such words, coupled with Fang Lin's title of Fool, his past experience, and his indifferent tone, gave people a sense of rightness. The huge momentum created by Fang Lin was actually a force that overwhelmed thousands of people, forcing the densely packed samsara present to say nothing!
"You want a divine weapon, right? Defeat me!"
"The top ten and candidates can challenge me directly, and the rest of you, as long as you can withstand a punch from my companion, have the qualification!"
Although Lao Hu still doesn't understand Fang Lin's intention, the trust he has built over a long period of time made him stand out silently. Standing with fists clasped, the mighty edge will appear.
Madagascar was the first to stand up and said with a smile:
"I am already half your lackey anyway, so it doesn't matter if I do it again. Lord Fool, I still have the qualifications to challenge you directly, right?"
Fang Lin raised his lips and quickly signed a contract with him. Then, amid the rumbling of war drums, a war flag fell from the sky and was inserted in front of the two of them, and then the two figures quickly disappeared.
But after a few minutes, Madagascar flew out from the darkness, staggered a few steps and almost fell to the ground, with an unbelievable look on his face. Fang Lin's figure gradually emerged, and his expression on his face was still unusually calm, as if Madagascar's defeat had been expected by him.
"Next." Fang Lin said casually.
At this time, Lao Hu had already used his fist to make the fourth man realize that it was not easy to punch him. Although it is very easy to recover in space, the blood stains on the floor in front of Lao Hu already told the violent consequences of that punch and the lack of strength.
Next, the former thunderer Payne took action and was defeated.
Bayonet shot, defeated.
After hearing the news, Fog Jack took action and was defeated. However, he caused an unusually long wound on Fang Lin's chest. It was obvious that if the wound were half a centimeter deeper, the outcome would have been different.
At this time, someone finally passed Lao Hu's punch test.
This is a middle-aged man who looks very gloomy. Lao Hu's punch hit him, causing him to break like a porcelain doll, but the middle-aged man walked out of the broken scene intact.
“I want that golden plot gem: the ten thousand year wick.”
He said:
"You make an offer."
Fang Lin lowered his eyes and said calmly:
"The only way to get it is to knock me down and risk your freedom."
The middle-aged man sighed regretfully:
"What a pity. I originally wanted to save some face for you, the Fool. Although the Fool is known as the most mysterious top ten, you are still just a twin fool. You have not even realized the true power of the top ten. , you dare to speak so brazenly here?”
After hearing what the middle-aged man said, Fang Lin said calmly:
"Whether it's a big deal or not, you'll know after you try it."
There was a sharp look in the middle-aged man's eyes. He knew that Fang Lin was a fool, but Fang Lin didn't know his identity. This was a great advantage! His sarcasm to Fang Lin was originally a test, hoping to pry open a crack in Fang Lin's mind, or to fully expand his initiative. Unfortunately, Fang Lin was not fooled, but instead used his confidence and calmness to give him a strong psychological threat.
That feeling makes middle-aged people very uncomfortable. It's like being held in the palm of someone's hand and being flattened and rounded at will!
The duel flag was planted between the two of them. As his body slowly disappeared, Fang Lin looked at the middle-aged man opposite, and a mysterious smile suddenly appeared on his face:
"Welcome to join my temporary subordinates willing to join!"
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In the vast duel space, Fang Lin stood opposite this middle-aged man. The surrounding scenery was constantly changing. It was obvious that the space was selecting the battlefield. The expression on the middle-aged man's face was very strange:
"You know I'm the one who wants you, but you still dare to fight me?"
Fang Lin smiled and said as if he was endorsing:
"The Yi Zhe is a top ten spiritual warrior who is good at using illusions to fight. He is very good at blinding people's eyes. He can copy a single powerful illusion to work for himself (completely copy the illusion of a target object, and the attributes and equipment are exactly the same. , the attack power is only 10%~50%), you can also Create a large number of illusions to blind the enemy's eyes (the illusion inherits 20% of the target's attributes, takes 500% damage, has a fixed attack power of 30 points, and the upper limit of the number is the maximum mental power divided by twenty). In addition, those who want to know also have a certain The ability to strengthen the summoning system is also the same as choosing three out of six skills.”
The middle-aged man sneered:
"The information you memorized can be bought in space for two thousand points. That's still the price during the top ten's battle for hegemony."
"Really?" Fang Lin said calmly: "I only know one thing, that is enough. The Yi Zhe is one of the top ten who fight with illusions."
Yi Zhe, who was standing ten meters in front of Fang Lin, laughed and said:
"Oh? Then how do you plan to deal with me? Is it the signature skill of Devouring Fools of Destruction, which kills people invisible?"
Fang Lin looked away slightly and said:
"Oh? You also know about the Bite of Destruction?"
The person who meant it said meaningfully:
"I fought against Black Duke and Xi, and even defeated them! The Bite of Destruction is indeed a very terrifying skill, but you must be able to use it on my body."
Every time Yi Zhe said one more word, his body blurred, and then he transformed into an illusion that was exactly the same as it. After saying this, hundreds of Yi Zhe's illusions had surrounded Fang Lin alive.
And the surrounding environment also began to freeze, it was a vast wilderness! There is a vast river next to it. Surrounded by the river in such a vast wilderness, there is naturally a sense of vastness and solemnity, and the stars in the sky shine on the dark and vast land!
This person's ability can actually transform the battlefield, allowing him to directly take the lead!