"Hehe! Then I won't be polite."
Ming Du smirked lewdly, took the skill book, and casually slapped it. The skill book transformed into white light and dove into Ming Du's body.
"e on, show us what you can do!"
Seeing Ming Du learn the skill, the rest of the Quan Zhen faction erupted in cheers.
"Everyone, clear out, clear out!"
Ming Du was also a show-off. Encouraged by everyone, he spread his arms to make everyone step back. Then he cleared his throat, opened his mouth, and spewed out four fire dragons, which flew in four directions: up, down, left, and right.
"Boom!"
With a loud explosion, the four fire dragons arced through the air and struck the same point.
"Wow!"
Upon seeing the dragon breath that Ming Du unleashed, everyone gasped in awe.
Given Ming Du's current spell power and the recent skill effects, the damage of this magic was undoubtedly impressive.
However, there was an unwritten rule in : skills with higher damage had lower hit rates.
For example, Ming Du's Thunder Strike and Wang Yu's Shadow Kick both required a longer casting time. When facing skilled players, if the timing and prediction were not accurate, it was easy for the target to evade.
But the Roar of the Angry Dragon spell was cast from four directions—its wide range effectively sealed all escape routes for the target player. Without skills like teleportation, this spell's hit rate could be considered 100%.
Ming Du's magic build was quite extreme. Not only did he have equipment that greatly boosted fire attributes, but he also wielded the Flame Element Avatar, the Vermilion Bird Staff. bined with this powerful breath skill, his strength was significantly enhanced.
"Damn it..."
Just as everyone was amazed by Ming Du's skill, he angrily exclaimed, "This damn skill is way too overpowered; it drained half my mana..."
"Uh..."
Everyone fell silent again upon hearing this.
Ming Du was a mage with full intelligence points. With his equipment boosting intelligence, his mana pool was astronomical. If a single skill drained what would normally be a significant amount of his mana, it showed just how terrifying the consumption of this skill was.
It was clear that if anyone else learned this spell, they might not even be able to use it, given their mana pools.
After all, what kind of skill was this? Dragon breath! A signature ability of the dragon race.
In the game's lore, dragons had nearly infinite mana, so using a skill like dragon breath didn't stand out. But for human players, the mana cost of dragon breath became very apparent.
Moreover, every skill had its pros and cons. This skill boasted high damage and high hit rate, but if its mana consumption was low enough for infinite use, then a player like Ming Du, who learned this skill, would be practically invincible—far too arrogant towards the system's design.
...
"Uncle Bull, is this gauntlet for me?"
After admiring the dragon breath skill, Vainglory's gaze fell on the gauntlet in Wang Yu's hand, filled with excitement.
Vainglory knew that the gauntlet in Wang Yu's possession was a custom-made God-grade equipment for him, capable of transforming into eighteen different weapons, or bining into an unbeatable gauntlet.
With such an God-grade equipment in hand, Wang Yu would surely dismiss any other fighting weapons, and now it seemed this gauntlet would likely end up in his hands.
"Yeah!"
Wang Yu glanced at the gauntlet's attributes before tossing it to Vainglory.
Vainglory's eyes lit up as he caught the gauntlet, hurriedly removing the Despair's Sting from his hand and equipping the new gauntlet.
This gauntlet covered Vainglory's entire arm and fist, entirely black and adorned with black dragon scales. Various magical inscriptions glimmered with an eerie light across the scales.
The fist area resembled two roaring dragon heads, while the back of the gauntlet had sharp dragon fangs sticking out, looking extremely imposing.
After equipping the new weapon, Vainglory displayed the gauntlet's attributes for everyone to see.
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