Chapter 120
After running wildly, Zhang Feng arrived at a place where no monsters touched it, he quickly opened the package and took out the weapon that had exploded by the Hundred Battles King Kong.
Death Blade
Attack: 90-155
Defense: 35-80
Accurate: 10
Attached skills: Nine-slashing, single-body attack skill, can effectively attack the target nine times in a row, cause damage superposition, casting conditions, and be equipped with a level 25 cloak.
Required Level: 25
Grade: Silver
After seeing the attributes, Zhang Feng was ecstatic.
I really didn't expect that it was really silver-level equipment.
Attacks up to 90-155 and defenses of 35-80 are not comparable to those of Bell's Divine Bow or Yao Meng's Fierce Soul Sword.
Moreover, the Blade of Death Battle also added ten points of accuracy, which undoubtedly added a strong lethality.
As for the accompanying nine consecutive slashes, it is obvious that this is a single-body invincible skill, which is enough to instantly kill players of the same level as Zhang Feng.
But it’s a pity that this accompanying skill requires a level 25 cloak to be activated and used.
Otherwise, the previous King Kong of War would have been used to deal with Zhang Feng long ago.
A word of luck in his heart, Zhang Feng couldn't help but open the equipment ranking list, intending to take a look at the current equipment ranking.
To Zhang Feng's surprise, the equipment at the top of the list was the Blade of Death in Zhang Feng's hand.
And it's already been one day since I was on the list.
So, Zhang Feng frowned, but it was a pity for the King Kong who had fought for the hundred battles.
To be honest, when he died, he even dropped a garbage ring, but Zhang Feng was too lazy to pick it up.
From this we can see that apart from the Blade of Death, he had no good equipment on his body.
Zhang Feng thought that if this fool didn't get involved in this fun and instead leveled hard with the sharpness of the Death Battle Blade, he might really have the chance to be in the top ten in the level rankings.
But now this opportunity has been transferred to Zhang Feng.
In this regard, Zhang Feng reminded himself that he must learn from this stupid experience and lessons, and leveling up well is the best way to do it.
With a smug smile, Zhang Feng hurriedly removed the dead sword and was equipped with the Death Battle Blade very formally.
With the sword in hand, Zhang Feng waved it in place several times, and always felt that the Blade of Death Battle seemed heavier than it looked.
Moreover, at this time, Zhang Feng, looking at the level 40 undead warrior, was no longer as scared as before.
After sorting out the package a little, the potion inside was temporarily enough, so Zhang Feng planned to level up on the spot.
Anyway, many players are also trying to make Zhang Feng’s idea. If they run around casually, they will be discovered by the crowd sooner or later. If they are blocked and killed, the losses may be very serious!
Therefore, finding a place with few people and high monster levels to level up is the best way for Zhang Feng to relieve his difficulties at present.
After making up his mind, Zhang Feng blessed all the potions he should have added.
However, when Zhang Feng had just taken the lead, the system prompted that someone called Zhang Feng in reality.
So, Zhang Feng looked at the time and it was already early in the morning.
In other words, since he went online in the morning, Zhang Feng has been in a state of being chased most of the time.
Ah, it’s unreasonable! I’ve played a marathon for a day!
After cursing a few words in his heart, Zhang Feng thought for a moment and decided to go offline and rest.
Taking off the game helmet, Zhang Feng slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.
Then, a pleasant smell of fragrance quickly poured into his nostrils. He took a deep breath and felt his whole body feel refreshed.
When I turned around, I saw that it was Yao Meng sitting on a chair beside the bed, staring at Zhang Feng with beautiful eyes.
So, Zhang Feng couldn't help but throw the game helmet aside and sat up: "Why, boss, have you been here for a long time?"
Yao Meng smiled slightly, shook her head and said, "No, I just came here."
"oh!"
Zhang Feng scratched his head, and when she saw that she didn't take the initiative to explain her purpose, he asked again: "Isn't I very handsome when I go online?"
Yao Meng's Yue eyebrows frowned slightly and said angrily: "Go on the same side! You're talking nonsense again, how could you ask like this? You're going to be so ugly!"
With an undeniable smile, Zhang Feng got up and got under the chair, then pointed to the chair she was sitting on and said, "Just kidding, I remember that there is never a second chair in the room. If my posture is not good-looking, why do you have to bring a chair in?"
Yao Meng's pretty face turned red and she jumped up quickly and said, "Nonsense... Don't get me wrong. I just had something to talk to you, so I moved the chair. Isn't this formal? Besides, there is no place to sit in your room. Could it be that I'm going to sit on your bed? It's so beautiful!"
"Haha, just say it if you have something to do."
Zhang Feng brought the boss back to the chair, then walked to the window and lit a large front door.
However, Yao Meng sat for only a few seconds and soon couldn't sit still, and came to Zhang Feng's side.
Her expression looked a little sad, but at the same time she felt a little unspeakable.
So Zhang Feng took a sip of the cigarette and joked: "What, have you admitted defeat in our bet? So, come here to have a kiss on my behalf?"
As soon as these words came out, Yao Meng's white and pretty face turned red again, she was a little shy, and she hit Zhang Feng with a pink fist a little angrily, and said, "It's so beautiful! Who said I want to give up? It's just that there are some things that I feel are hard to say."
"Tell me, is it not enough to squeeze with the bell, and it needs to be more difficult?"
Yao Meng was suddenly angry and her body was up and down.
Then, she glared at Zhang Feng fiercely before saying seriously: "Don't guess randomly, I and Lingling don't have that kind of thing! Does Xiao Miao like to make jokes like this? Do you still know that? In fact, we are just practicing yoga in the room."
As if he was afraid that Zhang Feng would not believe it, Yao Meng then added: "Of course, you can go upstairs and take a look now. You are practicing when you turn the bell and get the line. Qingyue and Xiaomao are also there."
After hearing this, Zhang Feng suddenly realized.
In fact, everyone knows Xiao Miao’s jokes, but Zhang Feng just likes to make fun of it, and there is no way.
If Yao Meng didn't explain, Zhang Feng would still insist on making excuses. There was indeed an abnormal relationship between her and the bell.
After shaking his head, Zhang Feng bounced the ashes out the window and said, "Okay, boss, I believe you, now you can tell me about this matter, right? What's the matter with me?"
Yao Meng did not respond immediately, but glanced at the dark night outside the window, then turned her head and said quietly: "Mr. Lu, now you are framed by a hero, but I have no help at all, so I want to..."
After pausing slightly, Yao Meng looked at Zhang Feng's eyes and said, "I'm sorry, I will definitely find a way to solve this problem. Please give me some time in the studio?"
Chapter completed!