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Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!

Good news! The game is up and running! Bad news, while other players play the game, I get played by the game. Bai E had reserved "Galaxy Online" only to find himself turned into cannon fodder artificial human within the game world. High-dimensional demons, endless swarms of insects, the crisis of intelligent machinery... Universal pests running rampant, and Bai E even has to face a fourth catastrophe—players. Confronted with these things, even the soul won't find peace after death. Finding a place to bury oneself first seems like the most prudent way to die. Wait, what's this? 【Lucky Strike: Tenfold critical hit, maxed drop rate, a single strike for 999! Current charge: 100/100 (Note: Equipment depends entirely on drops, free trade for all.)】 Bai E: "Initially, I refused to struggle for survival in this crisis-filled Galaxy World, but then I gave it a try, wow! The drop rate is really high!" (PS: Players who have been cut by the leek can also have a process they are passionate about. Come play a game, protagonists, players, us...) ```

The Unsealed Secret Tome · Games
Not enough ratings
459 Chs

186-person combat system

The original opponent's greatest concern when facing the young master was his use of joint weaknesses, but now, after some time to get accustomed, targeting those commonly used joint weaknesses had become less effective. The opponent could now successfully extricate himself from the young master's clutches during those occasional entanglements.

This meant that he was no longer so passive when facing the young master's attacks.

In previous battles, this opponent of the young master had never shown such familiarity with joint techniques.

"Is he hiding his skill, or is he learning?"

If it is learning...

The two exchanged a glance, both with a hint of shock in their eyes.

"It doesn't matter; even if he's not that passive, he will never be able to win against the young master."

...

The attacks were always interrupted before they could land, and the rare counterstrikes could hardly be executed with perfect force. This frustrating feeling was enough to make one want to spit blood.