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

The other person next to him, wearing light armor and also holding a bronze axe, was probably a warrior, and was hacking forward with the Taoist priest.

One slash, -7.

Another cut, -8.

Occasionally, a critical hit can occur when the weak point is hit, resulting in a damage of -15 or -14.

The other person holding the ebony sword was a mage, standing a little further away, conjuring fireballs in his hands and throwing them at the orc warrior one after another.

Fireball, -10, -11.

The three of them worked well together.

When the orc warriors attacked, they tried to dodge.

However, the prolonged battle left them somewhat exhausted and unable to dodge effectively. They found themselves increasingly reliant on parries.

Lin Mu frowned as he looked at it.

That's too much trouble.

The orc warrior's poison wore off in no time.

Once the poison wore off, the orc warrior began to recover health.

By the time the Taoist priest reacted, dodged the attack, and reapplied the poison, the orc warrior's health had already recovered by more than twenty points.

Mages aren't much better off. A few fireballs and their mana is gone. They have to stop, drink a medium mana potion, and wait for their mana to slowly recover, +1 at a time. Just when their mana is enough to cast another fireball, they cast a spell, and then their mana is gone again, and they have to wait once more.

After the Taoist blocked several times, his health dropped, so he took a few steps back, cast healing spells on himself and the warrior, and waited for his health to recover a little bit before rejoining the battle.

Although the warrior can hold out for a little longer, he will occasionally retreat to drink medicine and recover health.

They just kept going like that for five or six minutes.

The warrior seized an opening, gripped his bronze axe tightly with both hands, and slashed fiercely at the orc warrior's shoulder.

The orc warrior, in pain, roared and swung his bone club violently.

The soldiers hurriedly parried.

With a clang.

The handle of the bronze axe is broken.

The soldier was taken aback.

The orc warrior's bone club was already swinging down.

There's no escaping it.

boom!

The bone club slammed solidly into the soldier's chest.

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The soldier was sent flying backward, crashing to the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

HP is almost depleted, with only a sliver of health left.

"Brother!" the mage exclaimed, forgetting to release the fireball.

The Taoist priest quickly cast a healing spell on it.

+1, +1, +1...

The soldier's face turned pale. He frantically pulled out a wound medicine (medium) from his pocket and gulped it down, combining it with the healing effect of the healing spell.

+2, +2, +2...

He got up, staggered backward, and created some distance.

The orc warrior tried to give chase, but the mage hit it with two fireballs in quick succession, drawing its aggro.

The soldier, panting heavily, looked at the bronze axe broken in two on the ground, his face growing even uglier.

"The weapon broke."

He took out a spare iron sword from his storage bag and held it in his hand.

Once his health returned to about half, he charged forward again.

They dawdled like that for another five or six minutes.

The orc warrior finally collapsed.

Chapter 24 Tree Root Market

The three of them plopped down on the ground, panting heavily.

The Taoist priest rummaged through the ashes, picked up a few silver coins and some potions, and sighed.

"I only have half of my gray powder left."

The soldier wiped his sweat, looked at the iron sword in his hand, then at the bronze axe broken in two on the ground, and his face twitched with heartache.

"Not bad, at least we killed him."

The mage took a sip of water and said with a bitter face, "After killing two more orc warriors, we'll have to go back and fight some mobs."

The warrior nodded: "We were indeed too early. We were hoping to run into an orc warrior, but it seems..."

He shook his head, not finishing his sentence.

The Taoist priest replied, "You've only played for three days and this is your level? Go back and honestly mine for some money. I'll come back when I've learned the Soul Fire Talisman."

Both the mage and the warrior nodded.

The three of them rested for a while, packed their things, and headed in another direction.

Lin Mu watched their retreating figures, shook his head, and realized that he and they were from completely different worlds.

These three people are of a much higher rank than him.

But in a fight, it would be much more difficult for him.

It consumes a lot of resources, is inefficient, and requires teammates to share the experience.

No wonder they level up so slowly.

When the fighting starts, even supplies can't keep up.

As for myself, I can just apply poison with one strike and then wait; there's no need for a prolonged battle that drains my energy.

It consumes less mana. In fact, unless there are too many monsters or the battle is too intense, you can completely avoid using potions.

You can wait until you've finished one wave, rest for a while, let your magic recover slowly, and then start fighting again.

He continued forward, searching for the next orc warrior.

The following day, Lin Mu completely switched to monster-hunting mode.

He was no longer satisfied with taking them down one by one.

Instead, they attract two at a time.

Two orc warriors, poisoned together, then ran away together.

Efficiency doubled.

But magic potions are used up quickly too.

In particular, they also used those medium-sized magic potions that can restore 70 points of magic.

Although a lot will be wasted, the gains will be amazing.

After defeating two more orc warriors,

Lin Mu leaned against a large tree and took a breath.

The harvest was pretty good.

He had lost count of how many orc warriors he had killed.

All I know is that there are already more than a hundred silver coins in the Qiankun Bag, as well as two gold coins, thousands of copper coins, and some other miscellaneous items.

He rummaged through them and took out a piece of armor.

【轻型盔甲（女）：防御3-3，魔御1-2，魔法0-2，需要等级11】

Lin Mu stared at the line "Magic 0-2" and his lips twitched.

magic.

It's magic again, and it's women's clothing.

Is God deliberately making things difficult for him?

It's the same when playing games. If you play a Taoist, you get a lot of Warrior/Mage equipment; if you play a Warrior, you get a lot of Taoist/Mage equipment; and if you play a Mage, you get a lot of Warrior/Taoist equipment.

Lin Mu shook his head and threw the armor back into his Qiankun bag.

Sell ​​it to a mage.

A level 10 or so mage would probably buy it.

He glanced at his status bar again.

[Level: 10]

Experience: 8642/12000

HP: 56/56

[MP: 19/41]

……

12000?

Although he had leveled up to level 10 by the morning, he was still puzzled.

He remembered that leveling up from level 10 to level 11 should have required 6000 experience points.

How did it double?