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Chapter five hundred and eighty seventh simple(2/2)

Xu Jiacheng asked: "Boss, what's the winning rate?"

"It's not bad, I lost two games."

She was surprised: "Who can beat you?"

"Feiyue, the hermit of sword and ink."

"oh……"

Lin Che smiled slightly: "Feiyue is a mage with a high burst. If your key skills, such as Wind God Thorn, are missed, you may lose the entire game."

"That's right, it was Fengshen who stabbed MISS." I said frankly.

"Then how did you lose to Jianmo Hermit?"

"His recovery ability is relatively high and he deals more damage. We played for 5 minutes, so the system judged me as a loser based on damage output and damage tolerance." I said bitterly: "But Jianmo is really arrogant. After the fight,

Then he actually raised his hand and put the sword into its sheath, and said, 'Simple'. He was so crazy that he was so crazy. Next time I match him, I will end the battle within one minute."

Lin Che couldn't help but laugh: "Sword Ink Hermit... That person has always been like this. His signature move in the arena is to raise his hand and sheath the sword after winning, look at the opponent's corpse and say 'simple', touch

When you meet Zhu Yingluan, you say it's easy. When you meet Gui Guzi, you say it's easy. When you meet Zi Yihou, you say it's easy. When you meet Lin Tu, you say it's easy. Those big guys in the CSL Hall of Fame were almost blown away at first, so that later they only wanted to

When encountering Jian Mo Hermit in the arena, he will rub her hard and show no mercy. It can be said that Jian Mo has already offended all the kings in the national server."
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