"Because you didn't try your best!"

Liu Hao was startled. At this moment, a numb feeling like an electric shock extended from his fingertips to his scalp.

"I tried my best..." Liu Hao reluctantly typed this message.

"Haha, use a mad swordsman to hide your strength so that I can't see it? Liu Hao, have you forgotten who taught you?"

“Holy shit!!!!”

It was broken! The new keyboard that had just been replaced a few days ago was broken again. What was broken was the small legs that held up the angle. At the same time, Liu Hao's teeth were almost broken. He couldn't believe it at all.

After all the hard work and pretense, he managed to push a level 24 account to level 27, causing him to lose his mind and lose the official game. He was originally looking forward to this moment when he revealed his identity, and was looking forward to Ye Qiu's surprise.

, angry, looking forward to trampling this person under his feet and never getting up...

But what about the result...did he know it a long time ago? When did he know it? How did he know it? Liu Hao wanted to know, but how could he ask? The message from Lord Grim stopped there stiffly.

, no further content.

However, even so, how can he improve the dungeon record? Is there any other way he can improve the time? Liu Hao doesn't think so. He is also a professional player and has enough research on such a small book.

His skills were just not there yet. In his opinion, this new style of play was already the ultimate, and he couldn't see any other tactical changes that could be made. The only thing that could be improved, apart from technology, was equipment.

Equipment, under the conditions of the new area, cannot be improved in a day or two. As for technology... Liu Hao's professional team has reached its limit! Even Zombie Bailey was a success. Even if Ye Qiu can copy their performance,
Chapter completed!