"Bang!"
Before the sand, a large scorpion suddenly sprang out, ready to assassinate Qin Shuai on the spot.
"call out!"
With a flash of sword light, the scorpion was cut in two, its dark green juice spraying all over the examinees. The potent venom corroded the wounded, causing their bodies to glow white.
Qin Shuai avoided the corrosive blood, put away the revolver he had just figured out how to use, and glanced at the person who had drawn the sword.
"Brother, that palm strike you just made was amazing! The upper half of your brain flew off."
The boy had blue hair and blue eyes, a slender figure, and a smile of admiration on his face.
The black longsword at his waist was sheathed, its sharp blade unstained by a single drop of blood.
"Likewise."
Qin Shuai nodded, kept a safe distance, glanced at the scorpion's corpse, and then reached out and put it into his backpack.
Backpacks are a privilege reserved for bronze-level players; they can carry some materials, but have limited space.
In the midst of his bewildered escape, he leaped to Bronze Tier 3, and the nurturing magic energy appeared even greener.
Such disgusting insect corpses could be fed to carnivorous plants.
In addition, there is an extra +50 points for breaking through to Bronze.
"My name is Canyan, and I'm a summoner. What about you, brother?"
The young man with blue hair touched the hilt of his sword, his face beaming with joy.
Qin Shuai pondered for a moment, then smiled gently and said, "What a coincidence! My name is Bai Qi, and I am also a summoner."
"Oh? You're a melee summoner like me?"
Can Yan's eyes lit up; he seemed to have found a kindred spirit.
"call out!"
With a slight twitch of his fingers, the black sword was instantly drawn!
The thin blade, covered with a layer of frost, flashed an arc in mid-air!
In an instant, the three scorpions were chopped into pieces. The frost power contained within froze their cuts, preventing them from splattering venomous blood.
As he smugly sheathed his sword and showed off his skills to his newly acquainted friend, he saw Qin Shuai just stuff a gun back into his sleeve.
gun?
Can Yan: "(*?▽?*)??"
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