Combat Skills That Ignore The Body's Data (I)

Seeing how "friendly" these pretty boys were, Lin Ye felt that it would be impolite if he didn't return the favor.

"Alright," he said.

"How do you want to fight?"

"One-on-one? A wheel? Or all together?"

"If everyone has to have a turn, I suggest that you all do it together. It'll save time."

The man in the white sweater summoned all of his equipment. It was a pure white Assassin's cloak, paired with a small dagger that emitted a faint silver light. He was clearly a standard level 20 Assassin.

"Don't act tough!"

"Otherwise, it will be very embarrassing when you lose!"

"Hurry up!"

"Summon your equipment and weapons!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Ye sighed.

He summoned his Hidden Moon alone, then put his left hand in his pocket and held the blade in his right hand. He was wearing shorts and slippers, looking like a beggar sword saint.

The man in the white sweater frowned.

"A Swordsman?"