A million ways to survive in the dungeon

Zhao Aotian was still dressed the same way.

Wearing silver armor, a red cloak, and a holy sword on his waist, he had a sad expression on his brows.

His expression has always been like that since he came out of the dungeon, he was worried.

"Huh? Miss Cat is here too?" Zhao Aotian was a little surprised when he saw Mao Nanbei.

"Miss Cat is here to visit, and she is here to study with Shen Jingbing."

"Shen Jingbing?"

Zhao Aotian glanced at Shen Jingbing, who was kicking the dummy with his Fengshen legs, and suddenly realized that there was such a person.

Jin Ge asked: "Ao Tian has something to do with me?"

Zhao Aotian took out a document: "I will send you the arrangements for the reward party the day after tomorrow. Please take a look at it when you have time, Teacher Jinge."

With that said, Zhao Aotian smiled at Mao Nanbei and said, "How are brothers Zheng Qian doing lately?"

Mao Nanbei held the candy in his mouth and said absently: "Not bad, meow."

"Aren't you on a mission?"

"He doesn't like those cheap missions, and he has been thinking about getting money at the reward party the day after tomorrow, and he has no intention of doing missions."

"Really."

Zhao Aotian smiled, then looked at Shen Jingbing in the distance, looked at it for a while and said: "The talent is good, the movements are very good, but why is the level so low?"

Ginger said: "You have not received formal education, but your talent is really good."

"Yeah?"

Zhao Aotian became interested.

In fact, Zhao Aotian no longer has that dragon in his mind.

Because in the final analysis, the dragon is just a hidden threat.

But now another threat facing Sichuan East is real and very close.

Warcraft!

Although the country has recently entrusted the guild to carry out an all-out crusade mission to reduce the number of monsters in the forest.

But the number is growing too rapidly, and this level of crusade is unable to stop the growth of Warcraft.

At best, it just slows down its growth rate and buys Sichuan East a few more days to prepare.

Therefore, Zhao Aotian is very concerned about Zheng Qian's team.

He is a rare talent, and so is Mao Nanbei.

During the last rescue battle in Guiya Mountain, I heard that Zheng Sepi also found himself and regained his strength.

Plus Kaczewski.

Zheng Qian's team alone can provide the combat effectiveness of more than a thousand garrison troops, which is not inferior to a full Ningjin-level squad.

The combat effectiveness of the adventurer team is calculated through team compatibility.

Maybe if one person is stretched a little, the combat effectiveness of the entire team will drop by an order of magnitude.

On the contrary, by filling a gap, the combat effectiveness of the entire team will increase several times.

Zhao Aotian's focus now falls on Shen Jingbing.

As the second monk in Zheng Qian's team, she can also be understood as the deputy tank in the team. Her combat effectiveness is a bit too weak.

If her strength can be improved, even a little bit more, the combat effectiveness of Zheng Qian's team will soar.

Cultivating Zheng Qian is equivalent to cultivating Zheng Qian’s team.

So for Shen Jingbing, if possible, it would be best for her to improve as much as possible before the war begins.

"Aotian, do you want to go up and give her some advice?"

After all, Jin Ge was one of Zhao Aotian's mentors, and he could see the meaning in his eyes at a glance.

"Meow?" When Mao Nanbei heard this, although it was nothing on the surface, he felt a little unhappy in his heart.

This man has been getting very close to dogs recently...

He obviously likes my shit, meow!

Do you want to rob even my apprentice now?

This clearly shows that you are having trouble with me, meow!

Zhao Aotian did not shirk: "I've been busy lately. Teacher Jinge, please use space transfer to send me back later."

With that said, he took off his cloak and walked onto the playground.

Shen Jingbing, who had heard their conversation long ago, watched the war king approaching in fear.

War, war, war… Lord War King wants to personally guide me? !

Shen Jingbing wondered for a moment whether he had saved the galaxy in his previous life and could actually have such an honor?

As soon as Zhao Aotian entered the scene, the apprentices around him stopped and cast envious glances at Shen Jingbing.

For a moment, everyone speculated who this strange girl was, and how she could actually get personal guidance from Lord War King.

"We'll just attack with all our strength later, you're welcome."

Zhao Aotian pulled out a rope and tied the scabbard to prevent it from slipping. He walked over and said, "But be careful. Don't force it. My level is too high and I may not be able to control my strength and injure you."

"Yes...yes! Please...please give me some advice, Lord War King!"

Zhao Aotian smiled in agreement, held the sword with both hands, and took a serious stance as if facing a real opponent: "Come on."

boom!

Kick your legs like an antelope.

Shen Jingbing looked directly at Zhao Aotian's face with a whip kick.

The opponent is the King of War, and this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Any fear and hesitation is a sign of disrespect for the King of War and a failure to cherish this opportunity.

Almost as soon as Zhao Aotian finished speaking, Shen Jingbing forced herself into the state.

His sharp right leg unleashed a heavy rain of kicks.

Zhao Aotian's expression remained normal, and the holy sword in his hand kept moving left and right, blocking the rain on his legs one by one.

"Too slow, please go faster."

"yes!"

[Cobra Jab]

Without any warning, Shen Jingbing changed his routine and launched a fierce attack on him with both arms.

For a moment, tiger teeth took the bait, sand pythons punched, wolf fangs wielded swords, and all kinds of monk combat skills were launched at Zhao Aotian one after another.

However, Zhao Aotian was as immobile as a wooden stake, and he could easily block it with only a sheathed holy sword.

The cage hand and the scabbard collided with dazzling sparks.

"It's still too slow and full of flaws."

Zhao Aotian flicked away a chokehold, flipped the holy sword in his hand, and the hilt of the sword pierced Shen Jingbing's rib cavity like an arrow from the string.

With this blow, Zhao Aotian even calculated the angle of the sword's hilt and spike. When it hit his chest, the sword's hilt touched the sword's spike, buffering the power a little more.

Without the cushioning of the soft sword spike, no matter how light the blow was, it might break his ribs, right?

His tenderness towards newcomers is evident.

"Well…"

But even though he was released into the sea, Shen Jingbing was still beaten so hard that he took more than ten steps back and almost spit out the yellow water.

The level difference between the two is too big. Even if Zhao Aotian's attack is deliberately restrained, it will still cause some damage to her.

"Is it possible?" Zhao Aotian asked.

"OK."

"That's good."

There was a hint of expectation in Zhao Aotian's eyebrows.

Although it is weak, that is due to the level.

Her understanding of skill routines is very deep.

And it looks like she still has some energy left.

"continue."

Zhao Aotian's posture changed again.

This time, Shen Jingbing was not in a hurry to attack.

She took two deep breaths to calm down the pain, and then opened her eyes sharply.

Master, forgive me for plagiarizing your tricks.

"Um?"

Zhao Aotian keenly noticed that Shen Jingbing's eyes changed.

The fighting spirit in her body was also faintly boiling.

Are you going to go all out?

"ha!"

Shen Jingbing shouted loudly and shot straight towards Zhao Aotian like a gust of wind.

So fast!

Zhao Aotian was speechless in his heart.

Although this speed was still very slow for him, it was obviously several levels faster than before.

"Meow? When did she learn this trick, meow?" Mao Nanbei on the side was also stunned when he saw this scene.

Shen Jingbing threw an uppercut, but Zhao Aotian calmly blocked it.

Before Zhao Aotian could counterattack, she had retreated and distanced herself, and was lying on the ground.

She swished like a phantom, crossing a semicircle on the lawn, and then circled behind Zhao Aotian, hitting the back of his head with a high kick.

Zhao Aotian didn't look back, flipping the holy sword to block.

But Shen Jingbing once again opened the distance, this time came to the upper left side of him, and used his meteor legs to stomp on him.

The pace of the battle was obviously much faster than before.

Although Zhao Aotian blocked easily and did not move even a step from beginning to end, the comfort between his brows was gone.

What's up with this mobility?

How can a mere lv22 have mobility comparable to lv30?

Mao Nanbei, who was watching everything, also widened his eyes.

Because Shen Jingbing used her skill [Cat Shadow Step].

Although it is a relatively low-level skill in Maonanbei's skill set, Maonanbei, who is now level 178, generally only uses this skill in mopping up battles where the enemy strength is extremely weak but the number is huge.

But you must know that there is a minimum level limit for the use of physical skills.

Cat Shadow Step requires at least level 30 to use.

Why can Shen Jingbing only use it at level 22?

At this moment, all the veins on Shen Jingbing's forehead popped out, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was panting like an ox.

It was obvious that using this skill was very difficult for her.

It is necessary to determine the winner as soon as possible.

Just one hit.

Even if it's just one blow.

As long as you hit Lord War King with one blow, then this trip will be in vain!

Grandpa, grandma, Xiao Chen, I won't let you down!

Urged by this obsession, Shen Jingbing held her last breath and launched a fierce attack on Zhao Aotian again.

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