Chapter 101: : One less magic core

Within half a minute, Lan Ye was pierced in the chest by the gunman and fell onto the ring.
The perspective also automatically transferred back to himself.
"Well, is this the so-called spearman? This is too terrifying." Lan Ye recalled the battle just now, really stunned.
She had never thought that the spearmen could be so powerful.
That endless, wave-like offensive can drown all enemies.
Even more frightening was that Lan Ye could feel that his opponent, that is, the spearman, should have only about half of his own attributes.
But under the blessing of that terrible martial skill, he was able to completely suppress himself.
What a horror this is.
Lan Ye couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and once again seriously looked at the crystal ball in front of her.
Is this really just a simple alchemy product?
The background of the manager of Qi Le is really scary.
Lan Ye shook his head, threw some distracting thoughts from his mind, and then began to study this crystal ball called the battle-power-enhancing arena.
Improve combat skills and combat awareness.
Sure enough, it deserves its reputation.
Lan Ye can be sure that if he can defeat the spearman, his martial arts can definitely rise to a big level, and even leapfrog battles are not impossible.
"Then fight."
Lan Ye's fighting spirit was ignited, and once again he chose the spearmen and fought seriously in the ring.
Qi Le, lying on the counter, saw this scene and shook his head silently.
Another guy who was addicted to the arena and unable to extricate himself appeared.
It didn't take long for the last blood wolf to leave.
"Big brother, big brother, can you come here?"
There was another shout from the grocery store next door, Qi Le had no choice but to leave the counter and walked over slowly.
"What's the matter?" Qi Le still has a good impression of this little girl who gives him barbecue every time she comes over.
"Big brother, this shield, Zi'er still has one less magic core." Lan Zi'er stretched out his small hand and handed out three professional-level magic cores.
Sure enough, Qi Le knew that as soon as Lan Zier came in, he would definitely take down the Xuanwu heavy shield.
This shield is a rare artifact for a small team.
The passive skill that "attacks can't cross the basalt heavy shield" alone can be worth the four thousand spirit crystals, not to mention this is a rare-level shield.
At least when facing the ranks of Warcraft, the basalt heavy shield might not even scratches.
The most important thing is that this basalt heavy shield, like the dragon-print great axe, can be used only at the brave level, and there is no restriction on rank.
"One less, this is a thousand spirit crystals." Qi Le scratched the back of his head.
Not to mention whether he has any thoughts on discounts, even if he did, the system, the one who wants money, would probably not agree.
Qi Le looked up at the others again.
Lan Qing'er held the wind-chasing bow in his hand, You Jiu held the snake dagger in his hand, and Feixue held the Gengjin thorn sword in his hand.
They are all weapons that match the rank they want to become.
Coupled with the armors on their bodies, and the combination of a large number of pills in Xiaoyan's hands.
No wonder Lan Zier would tell him that he still lacks a magic core.
I'm afraid, it's not necessarily that they really don't have spirit crystals, but that Lan Zi'er, a simple girl, was fooled by one of them.
Just want Qi Le to give a discount or something.
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