Passive Inheritance System for All Occupations

Dozens of long swords made a sharp piercing sound, descending from the sky and piercing around Chen Mo and Hei Ying.

The blade was as black as ink, the spine was hard and cold, and the edge of the sword shone with a dazzling cold light... Dozens of long swords were all exactly the same as the black sword he was used to.

"Are you satisfied now?"

Taking a full view of Chen Mo's astonished expression, the black shadow pulled out a long sword casually, and with a light shake of his wrist, the blade clanged and made a long sound. Kunpeng on board!

"Clang, clang, clang-"

Feeling the sword intent emanating from Hei Ying, all the long swords around began to tremble, as if expecting the owner's beloved puppy.

"Draw your sword, Chen Mo, this should be what you are best at now, right?"

The urging voice of the black shadow fell into Chen Mo's ears. He frowned slightly and said nothing. He just walked to the long sword closest to him and stretched out his palm towards the hilt.

Hold the sword.

The five fingers tightened on the cold hilt, and the hard touch from the fingertips was very familiar.

"Chong!"

Gently pulling up the blade of the sword, Chen Mo got off the horse with a heavy waist, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the shadow's cheek hidden in the shadow.

Chen Mo has no idea how strong this mysterious black-clothed man with his face shrouded in black shadows is, or if he has any special abilities. It was enough for Chen Mo to go all out.

"Swordsman, Chen Mo."

"Hmph, swordsman?"

Facing Chen Mo who was holding his breath and waiting in full force, the black shadow sneered, holding the long sword upside down in a rather casual posture, revealing a trace of teasing in his voice.

"Then I'll just say that... I am the Juggernaut!"

Soi Ying, who claimed to be a sword master, raised the edge of the sword in his hand slightly after finishing speaking, and continued: "Attack over here, I don't bother to take the initiative to attack the weak."

weak...

Chen Mo didn't refute Soi Ying's statement. His feet sank slightly, his muscles instantly charged up, and then his whole body turned into a black line and rushed forward. Ten points of strength and agility were superimposed on each other, bringing swiftness and heaviness. hit.

The cold, pitch-black blade sliced ​​through the air, and the sound of the metal sword's sound echoed between the heavens and the earth.

"clang--!"

However, facing such a slash, Soi Ying just raised his hand indifferently, and blocked it with his sword blade.

"This is the sword skill you created yourself from killing?"

When blocking Chen Mo's attack, Soi Ying even had time to talk to him.

"This sword skill...is as weak as yours, it's vulnerable to a single blow."

After the words fell, a blatant force came from the junction of the blades, shaking the long sword in Chen Mo's hand away.

In an instant, offense and defense are exchanged.

"—buzz buzz buzz!"

Low and low sword cries sounded one after another, while the long sword in Chen Mo's hand was swung away, the black shadow swung the sword again and again, leaving bloodstains blooming like plum blossoms on Chen Mo's limbs.

Feeling the sharp pain from his limbs, Chen Mo's face changed drastically. Before he had time to pull back, the black shadow had already put away the blade, turned around and kicked him in the chest.

"boom!"

Amidst the muffled sound, Chen Mo flew back more than ten meters away, and the long sword came out of his hand before falling to the ground.

As soon as Pu landed, the throbbing pain in his internal organs made him curl up, coughing and retching.

"Do you think I'm great?"

After kicking Chen Mo away, Soi Ying did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him. He maintained a considerable degree of calmness, walked slowly to Chen Mo, and then said, "If I tell you, I actually use the ones that are the same size as yours." His strength and speed are almost the same as yours, believe it or not?"

Chen Mo didn't answer, he just curled up and knelt on the ground, retching, and staring at the man in black who was close at hand with cold eyes.

Same power, same speed?

What a joke, although he doesn't think he is very powerful, he still has some confidence in the sword. If he only uses the same strength and speed, it is absolutely impossible to defeat him so neatly.

"Hahahaha... I know you don't believe me."

Holding the sword in one hand and smiling while covering his face with the other hand, Soi Ying continued: "Then how about this? Don't you still have a skill that can increase the upper limit of your strength as long as you are fighting alone?"

[Lone player] Lv.2, when fighting alone, the power is increased, and the maximum can be increased to 600% of the basic attributes.

This man in black...what else does he know?

Regardless of the fear and doubt that flashed in Chen Mo's eyes, the black shadow who claimed to be a sword master continued: "I will only fight you with the strength I have now. Is this fair enough?"

"It's fair to fight a wounded person?"

The throbbing pain in the internal organs eased a little, Chen Mo got up from the ground, and watched the shadow on the face of the man in black at close range.

"You don't have to worry about this, I am a majestic sword master, of course I won't take advantage of you." The tone revealed full pride and disdain, the black shadow took two steps back, and the long sword touched Chen Mo's hands: "Look again Look at your wound."

"Ok?"

Looking down at his wrist in doubt, Chen Mo's eyebrows twitched.

gone...