Legendary Son-in-Law: The Man with Poison Talismans

The orc warrior froze, letting out a shrill scream.

A number floated up from above.

-10.

Crit!

Lin Mu didn't bother to see what the lump was; he took the opportunity to roll to the side and create distance.

He was panting heavily and looked down at his hands.

He hadn't expected his sword to hit that spot.

But the results were surprisingly good.

The orc warrior, his clothes now dyed green, clutched his groin, rolled twice on the ground, and screamed in agony.

-7, -7...

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lin Mu cast a healing spell on himself.

Numbers started appearing above my head.

+1, +1, +1...

One point per second.

Lin Mu's lips twitched.

Sure enough, it's just like the wound medicine.

At least it's healing.

The orc warrior rolled a few times before finally getting up.

The expression on his face had changed.

It was no longer the bewildered expression of a wild beast, but anger.

Their fighting spirit was aroused.

Lin Mu gripped the ebony sword tightly, but felt much more at ease than before.

Orc warrior, 1200 HP, poison damage reduces HP by 7 points every 3 seconds, and 140 points per minute.

It died from the poison in nine minutes.

So when he saw the orc warriors charging towards him, Lin Mu turned and ran.

The orc warriors were chasing after them.

It was indeed a little faster than an ordinary orc, but it still couldn't catch up with Lin Mu.

Lin Mu kept looking back as he ran.

That thing moved a bit awkwardly, its legs were tightly clamped together, probably a lingering effect of the sword strike earlier.

Lin Mu almost burst out laughing.

He also discovered that although the orc warriors were slow, they had a wide attack range.

That bone club was longer than that of an ordinary orc, and when it swept across, it could cover a large area.

Lin Mu dared not be careless and maintained a safe distance at all times.

Two minutes passed.

The green on the orc warrior disappeared.

Lin Mu turned back and finished him off with two more blows.

puff.

-2

It's turned green again.

He turned and ran.

The orc warriors continued their pursuit.

After running and stopping for a while, Lin Mu observed and discovered a pattern.

The orc warrior's attacks, while involving horizontal slashes to the left and right, always begin with a slight movement of his shoulder before each attack.

Sweep horizontally to the right, lowering your right shoulder.

Sweep horizontally to the left, and raise your right shoulder.

Chop downwards while simultaneously raising both shoulders.

Lin Mu's eyes lit up.

If you can anticipate it in advance, you can avoid it.

He tried a few more times.

The first time, the orc warrior lowered his right shoulder, gathered his bone club at the far left end, and swung it horizontally to the right. He bent back, and the bone club grazed past his collar.

The second time, the orc warrior raised his right shoulder, then raised his bone club to the far right to gather strength, and swept it horizontally to the left. He jumped back and dodged it again.

The third time, the orc warrior raised both shoulders simultaneously, held his bone club high in the air, and swung it down vertically. He sidestepped to the right, and the bone club slammed into the spot where he had just been standing, sending dirt flying.

I've learned it.

Next comes the real competition.

Lin Mu began to actively control the distance, no longer just running away.

He would occasionally approach, luring the orc warriors to attack, then dodging in advance based on the movement of their shoulders.

After dodging, deliver a backhand slash, not to inflict damage, but to prolong the poison.

The orc warrior's bone club swung away, missing its target time and time again, but the green light on his body kept returning.

About a minute later.

The orc warrior swayed and then collapsed with a thud.

Experience gained: 300

Experience: 1080/1200

Lin Mu plopped down on the ground, panting heavily.

He looked at himself; his HP was still full.

In the last ten minutes, they weren't hit even once.

Lin Mu smiled.

He stood up, walked to the orc warrior's corpse, and squatted down to rummage through it.

In the ashes lay two silver coins, and two other things.

Lin Mu picked it up and took a look.

Iron Sword: Attack 5-11, requires level 10

[Mid-level Magic Potion: Slowly restores 70 mana points]

"Wow, it's a top-quality one."

"A normal iron sword only has an attack of 5-9, but this one has an additional 2 points of maximum attack."

He weighed the iron sword in his hand; it was much heavier than the wooden sword, and the blade was also wider and longer.

Unfortunately, you need to be level 10 to use it.

Lin Mu put the iron sword into his Qiankun bag and then looked at the bottle of magic potion (middle).

He remembered that the medium-sized medicine sold at the pharmacy cost about six silver coins a bottle.

It's quite valuable.

Lin Mu packed his things away and leaned against a tree to rest for a while.

Chapter 22 White Tiger Teeth

During his break, he did some calculations.

Outside of Bichon City, you can kill small monsters. Each one gives 20-25 experience points, and you can kill two or three in two minutes. You can get about two or three thousand experience points per hour.

One orc warrior takes ten minutes to kill. Even if there are monsters constantly attacking, there will only be six per hour, yielding 1800 experience points.

It is indeed slower than in Beach City.

But you can make money fast here.

That top-quality iron sword is worth a lot of money, enough to cover half a day's worth of grinding monsters.

It can also hone combat skills.

Our efficiency will pick up when we can take on two orc warriors together.

Lin Mu stood up and continued walking forward.

Ten minutes later, they encountered another orc warrior.

He looked up and saw the thing emerging from the woods, carrying a bone club and looking around.

Lin Mu gripped the ebony sword tightly, and with a thought, he charged forward.

Your weapon has been coated with arsenic.

This time, he had experience.

The orc warrior lowered his right shoulder and swung his bone club across from the left. Lin Mu bent back, and the bone club grazed the tip of his nose.

After dodging, Lin Mu swung his knife in a backhand strike.

Miss.

The orc warrior raised both shoulders simultaneously and swung his bone club down from above.

Lin Mu raised his ebony sword with both hands to parry.