The Desert Alliance male mage held the staff's hand, trembling slightly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He also has detailed damage stats.

One fireball, 18 health.

This is the low damage he has never had since he learned the fireball technique at lv6.

Changed to other crispy skins of the same level, the reaction was slow, and it was affected by the explosive power of the fireball technique, not to mention that half a tube of blood would be lost.

Even if the other party is a priest of lv36, but he takes off his whole body's defensive equipment, the damage of the three-ring fireball technique is just like that. Not only the male mage, but also a group of mages who were watching the live broadcast were also unacceptable.

The drop is too big.

The turret spell actually only peeled off a layer of skin. How can a mage who relies on spells to hurt and eat accept it.

"I'm really in a fruit state, and there is absolutely no damage reduction buff on my body......" Before the male mage questioned it, Charles posted his character status column in the live broadcast room.

The passive state is different from the temporary state, and the icon glow is different, and he does not have any temporary state on him.

"Do you want to continue?"

He winked at the male mage.

"I'll try another five-ring spell!" The male mage of the Desert Alliance obviously cared about the [Ring of Elder Golem], and gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly.

"Good!"

The charr was still in the same state as before, with the façade open.

This time, the male mage needs to chant spells, and he can't cast spells quickly with a swing of his staff. The sound of a muffled spell sounded, and the clearing in front of the desert town was silent, and soon, a magical aura stronger than the desert air wrapped around the Charr.

Airplanes.

A few shining fiery serpents swirled around the soles of Charr's feet, and the scorching ring of fire rose from the ground, like gushing magma, covering Charr in the blink of an eye.

Five Rings, [Flame Funeral]!

This spell is continuous, not instantaneous. Lv20 cast level, which lasts for a full 2 minutes!

Everyone waited with bated breath for two minutes, beads of sweat appeared on the male mage's forehead, he lv20 had just unlocked the fifth layer of the magic net, and it was very reluctant to cast a five-ring spell, and after the spell was released, it was a short period of weakness.

The pillar of fire disappeared, and the sand on the ground was even melted by the heat, turning into marble, hard and smooth.

As expected, Charles was still standing, but the priest's robes on his body had a spell damage effect, and they were tattered.

Spirited, the male mage stared at the blood bar released by Charles on his own initiative, and then his face turned pale, his legs shook and finally he couldn't sit on the ground, and said with a wry smile: "Admit defeat, this damage will make me empty the spell position, and your blood volume will not drop below 50%, ......"

Even after being roasted by the fire for 2 minutes, Charr's blood line is still above 90%, how terrifying.

The two backbone players of lv20 failed before and after, and the onlookers and the audience in the live broadcast room realized that the best blue outfit shown by Charles was not so easy to get.

The barrage suddenly reversed the tone of the argument of sending warmth and welfare from the front, and some people began to ridicule him as an iron rooster, who came to pretend to tease water friends. The rhythm of a wave of customs cancellation and unsubscription has been brought up, and the house management can't seal people.

"I'm going to challenge you—"

After waiting for a long time, just as Charles was a little disappointed and was about to send the equipment in his bag at random, a young voice came out of the crowd.

The half-elf ranger held the compound longbow and stood out a little shyly.

His level is not high, lv18, and the equipment on his body is not good, so people can see at a glance that this is a civilian player.

The audience was full of discussions, some dissuaded him, but the young half-elf ranger still insisted on being on the list.

"If you win, I've decided to give you two pieces of gear." Charles touched his chin and said.

"Is there a limit to the area?" Ranger asked.

"Judged by the rules of the system, if you run too far, you will be betrayed by the system."

"Good!"

The Ranger firmly raised his compound longbow, and as he shot an arrow, the competition began.

Clang! With an easy swing of the shield to shoot off the arrows, the Ranger's normal shot is hardly a threat to the Charles. Unless it's a mandatory skill, he's basically not bleeding.

Charles swatted off the arrow and sped forward.

Unlike the Spellcaster, physical damage is a threat to him due to his naked state. This ranger's equipment is not good, but if the archery is accurate and aims at his vital parts and fatal parts, then no matter how thick his blood is, it will not be enough to fight.

The Ranger's tactic is the kite, he is very clever, circling the range of the system, running lightly, without raising a trace of dust on the ground.

Turn your head and shoot an arrow.

The action was done in one go, barely stopping at all, and without aiming, he turned his head and shot, as if he was a blind sniper, and the arrows were very accurate, and Charles had several opportunities to approach him, but he was at a tricky angle, aiming at the arrows in the vital and fatal positions, and forcing him to block with a shield, so that he lost the opportunity to accelerate the charge.

The audience in the live broadcast room and the onlookers in the town were stunned from the initial disapproval.

"This little ranger can do it!"

"Turning back is an arrow! Handsome! ”

"This ranger...... Why is it so miserable? ”

Not only the audience is curious, but Charles is also curious.

His agility attribute is not low, he has 20 points, and when he is naked and has no extra weight, he is a man like the wind when he runs at full speed, but it is difficult for him to seize the opportunity and charge up to catch people.

With flying skills, there is no faster than the little ranger, and if you use various control spells to slow down, you will inevitably lose your identity and lose the fun of the water friend race. The wins and losses of these entertainment competitions have no weight in Charles's heart, what they want is a program effect, just like now, he was beaten by an unknown ranger flying a kite, and many viewers have been so excited that they have swiped the full screen 666, and the gifts have been brushing.

It's good if everyone is happy.

During the chase, Charles discovers a detail.

The little ranger looked down, the pair of old brown leather boots on his feet, but every time he was about to approach, he swallowed the mysterious wind element fluctuations, and with a hula, the little ranger suddenly accelerated.

The other party deliberately hid the acceleration effect of these boots, and he could ride the dust, but he had to desperately suppress his speed. Charles looked behind him and sweated.

So afraid of being exposed, could it be a holy relic or legendary equipment of purple quality or higher?

"Snort"

As he observed, a cold arrow suddenly came at him, Charles subconsciously deflected his head, and the cold arrow grazed his cheek, hissing, numbness along the wound on his cheek all over his body.

Poison arrows?

A paralyzing toxin spreads. Charles was stunned, then smiled helplessly.

He was already immune to all kinds of toxins, but outsiders didn't know that he had absolute immunity from poisons. So his mind turned, and with his mind in mind, Charles stopped acting, pretending to be paralyzed.

The little ranger was still too young, and immediately stopped not far away, with his bow and arrows, and he used three shiny enchanted arrows, apparently preparing to use the combo skill to aim at Charles's head, and he was about to strike a fatal blow with a deep breath.

"Drink—"

At the moment when the ranger shot the arrow, Charles suddenly roared, accelerated his charge, and shrank behind the shield, two enchanted arrows collided with the shield one after another, and the ranger's third arrow had not yet been shot, and Charles's shield was rapidly enlarged in his field of vision.

Wow.

The boots on the Ranger's feet once again diffused with the aura of the wind element, but unfortunately he had too little time to react, and he was about to retreat, and the 'Heroic Soul Shield' was wrapped in a wave of qi and slapped heavily on the little Ranger.

"Boom", the half-elf ranger was lifted away, Charles charged more than once, chasing the elf flying upside down in mid-air, at this time the elf was stunned by the shield, and before it landed, the second shield slammed again, so the control converged, the ranger continued to be lifted away, Charles continued to rush, when the third shield smashed down, the ranger's blood was empty.

The scene looks like a passing and catching of the ball, from acting to charging, and the shield flying and stunting behind it, all interlocking and breathless.

When the system decided that Charles was victorious, the audience woke up like a dream, and they cast regretful glances at the little ranger who sat on the ground with empty blood.

Or a pattern.

It's too young to beat the old fox.

At this moment, in the eyes of the audience, Charles's image has changed from a great god to a contemporary actor.

"Great God, I protest!"

"It's not right to bully young people like that!"

"Life is all about acting! I didn't expect our chief to be an actor! It's despicable...... But I like it! ”

Some people laughed and scolded, some applauded, the barrage was very chaotic, and in the noisy discussion of the desert town, it was also divided into two factions.

Charles ignored the barrage for the time being, and stretched out his hand, "Can you stand up?" ”

The young ranger was still annoyed by his failure, and when he heard this, he looked at the broad palm stretched out by the chief god on the surface, and his fair cheeks immediately flushed with excitement, "No, it's okay!" ”

He hesitated, as if he was a little shy, but he grabbed Charles' palm and stood up.

"Add a friend first." Charles patted him on the stubble shoulder, and lost a friend to apply. The ranger was stunned, and only after a while did he agree in ecstasy.

The ranger's friend list was originally empty, but from today onwards, there is an extra shiny ID name in his friends column. The ranger knows the preciousness of this buddy position, and stares at the ID at a loss.

"Xinnen."

"But I like it!"

Charles laughed inwardly.

witnessed the fiasco of the three challengers, especially the third loser, who was defeated too suddenly, which made many sailors who were ready to challenge suddenly cringe.

Well?

At this moment, Charr's ears moved, and he received a spell message from not far away.

The snake man witch Jiz Heath has arrived, and this water friend race will end here. Charles throws a piece of the best blue leather armor to the little ranger with the ID 'Wind Passing Fragrance'.

The orc barbarians who challenged him in front of him, and the male mages of the Desert Alliance, also received their favorite equipment.

With the remaining few blue suits, Charles scanned the group of sailors in the desert town, spotted their rank and class, and flew over casually, but in the blink of an eye, he distributed the promised equipment.

"Alright, that's the end of the benefits!"

Charles beckoned to the crowd and flown away.

His refreshing wealth fell in the eyes of the audience in the live broadcast room, and it was another wave of barrage explosions. (To be continued.) )