I am the Arcane Archer, and all my skills are self-created.

Li Wu stood there, her mind a little blank.

He stared at the three kill records in the system log and looked at them repeatedly.

Crimson Flame, level 105, is dead.

The Eye of the Void, level 125, is dead.

Wuying, level 101, is dead.

Three arrows.

His original plan was as follows:

The first arrow, Burning Star Return to Void, should be enough to deal with Crimson Flame. Burning Star Return to Void is his strongest area-of-effect skill, and it should be sufficient to deal with a level 105 warrior.

The second arrow, Blazing Sun Piercing Arrow, struck the Eye of the Void. He estimated that this arrow would reduce the opponent's health by 60-70%, and then he would finish it off with another arrow.

The third and fourth arrows were used to deal with the Shadowless.

In other words, his original expectation was to finish the battle with four to five arrows.

The results of it?

Three arrows.

Every arrow is a kill in an instant.

Including that level 125 mage.

"156,782," Li Wu read out the damage number.

This number is outrageous.

His Blazing Sun Piercing Arrow dealt around 120,000 critical damage when he fought a level 96 boss.

Back then, his magical attack power wasn't as high as it is now.

Now, combined with the four-inscription bonus from the Blazing Sun Piercing Arrow, plus a 100% critical hit rate...

One hundred and fifty-six thousand.

What does this number mean?

This means that a level 125 mage will have at most a little over 100,000 HP.

"Wait a minute." Li Wu suddenly thought of something.

He has always believed that players above level 100 gain far more attribute points per level than those below level 100.

This is what Hua Zitong told him, and it's also common knowledge in the gaming industry.

The so-called "100-level watershed".

Below level 100, the base attribute points gained per level are fixed.

However, above level 100, attribute growth enters an accelerated phase, with the points gained per level being ten to twenty times that below level 100.

This is why top players in older servers are considered invincible; their total attributes far exceed those of players in newer servers.

but now……

Li Wu looked at his attribute panel.

Intelligence: 25576.

How did this number come about?

Part of it comes from the basic attributes gained from leveling up, part comes from the allocation of free attribute points, but the largest part comes from the Soul of Devouring Fortune.

His talent permanently increases Luck and Intelligence with each kill.

From level 50 to level 95, he killed tens of thousands of elite monsters and bosses, accumulating experience with each kill.

This accumulated amount far exceeds the attributes that normal players gain through leveling up.

"So..." Li Wu slowly came to understand.

Players who are not level 100 or above are not strong.

He's just too strong.

His attribute growth method is completely unconventional.

Others gain attribute points by leveling up, he gains them by killing monsters. Others gain dozens of attribute points per level, but he gains 0.2 points of intelligence and luck for every elite monster he kills.

They kill thousands of them every day.

After a month...

"No wonder." Li Wu breathed a sigh of relief.

He finally understood why three arrows could instantly kill three players above level 100.

It's not that the opponent is too weak, it's that his attributes have become so abnormally distorted that it's outrageous.

"President?"

The sound of Zhui Feng came from the side, pulling Li Wu back from his reverie.

Li Wu turned to look at Zhui Feng.

Zhui Feng's face was very pale.

It wasn't fear, but the feeling of blood loss caused by overwhelming shock. His lips were trembling slightly, his eyes were wide open, and the afterimage of the pure white light from before still lingered in his pupils.

"You...you just now..." Zhui Feng's voice trailed off, "...that level 125 mage...one arrow?"

"Mm." Li Wu nodded.

"One arrow?" Chasing Wind asked again.

"One arrow."

Zhui Feng fell silent.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found that his vocabulary was completely insufficient.

He had fought alongside Li Wu in Hellfire Citadel and witnessed Li Wu's arrow dealing 23,000 damage.

He thought that was the limit.

So now you're telling him 156,000?

"President, just how high is your attack power right now?" Zhui Feng finally asked the question.

Li Wu didn't answer, afraid of scaring him.

"So how many arrows can you hit now?" Chasing Wind's voice was a little ethereal.

"It depends on the skill." Li Wu thought for a moment, "If the Blazing Sun Piercing Arrow crits, it'll probably do around 150,000 damage. The Collapse Damage of the Burning Star Returning to Nothingness Arrow is higher, but that's an area-of-effect attack."

150,000.

Zhui Feng felt his worldview was collapsing.

He was an archer, and he knew the damage cap for archers.

Li Wucai was in the 1995 class.

150,000.

"Guild Master." Zhui Feng took a deep breath, trying to calm his voice, "I think... you probably don't need to reach level 100."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean..." Zhui Feng swallowed hard, "With your current attack power, who in the entire server can withstand a single arrow from you?"

Li Wu did not answer.

He was thinking about the same question.

Even a level 125 mage couldn't withstand it.

What about those who reach level 150 (the maximum level)?

He wasn't sure.

But one thing he was certain of was that those so-called "top players in the old server," those who questioned the value of his championship on the forums, those who said he "picked up a bargain while his older brother was away"...

Their health points are likely insufficient to withstand even one of his arrows.

"Let's go." Li Wu put away his bow. "Let's go back."

"Wait, Guild Master." Chasing Wind suddenly remembered something, "Where are the Blood Wolf's men? Those eighty people on the outer perimeter..."

"Let Immovable Mountain and Steel Shield handle it," Li Wu said. "I'll send a message to Hua Zitong."

He turned on his communicator and sent a short message to Hua Zitong.

"All done, three arrows."

After sending the message, Li Wu paused for a moment.

He added another sentence.

"It's simpler than I imagined."

Then he turned off the communicator and headed towards Ironforge.

Zhui Feng followed behind him, the scene from just now still replaying in his mind.

That pure white light.

The moment the level 125 mage's magic shield was pierced.

That damage number of -156782.

Zhui Feng suddenly realized that the gap between himself and the president might be much larger than he had imagined.

No, it's not a gap.

It is a dimension.

They are not even on the same dimension.