Chapter 112 A Little Cold Light Comes First

"That's right, I just think I need to hone my fighting skills." Xue Lang's biggest gain these days is that his mentality has become much more stable.

Unlike those players who came here for the first time.

From time to time, he would let out angry curses, shouts of collapse, and desperate cries.

The swordsman in the crystal ball clasped his fists again and said concession.

The blood wolf raised his head slightly, with a pair of extremely melancholy eyes, looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, sighed slightly, and then sighed: "Are you also here to hone your fighting skills?"

"Hey, don't you know me yet? My fighting skills are all honed through life and death. I'm just here to experience it. I'm going to the Cloud Forest later." Hushou said. Wave your hands.

The number one single player in Cloud Mist City is no joke.

Without the use of career-level skills, even Qin Ming, the lord of Yunwu City, is no match for Hu Shou.

Even if Qin Ming uses professional-level skills, the difference between Qin Ming and Hu Shou is only 50-50.

Otherwise, Hu Shou wouldn't have the confidence to enter the cloud forest alone with the equipment from Qi Le's shop to look for professional-level monsters.

So Hu Shou said this not because of arrogance, but because of confidence.

"I hope you can still say something like this after being in the ring." Xue Lang said this with great regret.

"Let you see, my fighting skills are definitely not comparable to those of you who rely on a team to fight." Hu Shou said while putting his hands on the base of the crystal ball.

"Welcome to the combat power enhancement arena."

Electronic synthesized sounds rang in Hu Shou's mind.

The electronic synthesized sound, which has no emotional fluctuations, sounds quite passionate to Hu Shou.

"I haven't used a giant ax for a long time, and I don't know if I am unfamiliar with it." Hu Shou stood on the ring and summoned a giant axe. The heavy style made people feel the power in it at a glance.

"Since you have to choose an opponent, choose someone who can fight head-on. It doesn't matter if you choose a timid swordsman."

Hu Shou glanced at the four people under the ring, and then chose the spearman who used long weapons.

Xue Lang rubbed his eyes and stood behind Hu Shou with great interest.

It's not just for fun.

In fact, Xue Lang also hopes that Hu Shou can win, so that he can tell that trash boss that you are not the only one who can succeed in the challenge.

"The battle begins!"

"Here we come." Hu Shou's aura suddenly changed. From being carefree at the beginning, he instantly became fierce and violent.

This is the trait of a berserker.

The spear in the spearman's hand shook, and he charged forward like thunder.

A bit of cold light arrived first, although the gun shot out like a dragon!

Hu Shou could clearly see that the force of the spearmen was like a huge wave, covering the sky and the sun.

This is the most terrifying aspect of a gunman.

"Sure enough, it's amazing. No wonder you are always addicted to it. This kind of fighting is what I want!" Hu Shou's craziness in fighting can keep his fighting spirit high no matter what the situation.

As the gun shadows in the sky approached, Hu Shou waved the giant ax in his hand and faced them without fear.

The power of the giant ax is as powerful as splitting a mountain.

What berserkers are most proud of is their strength, which is why Hu Shou likes to use heavy weapons.

The violent force drove the giant ax and struck the spearman fiercely. The shadows of the spears in the sky were shattered one after another under the power of the giant axe.