Lu Xingyuan wasn't about to make the same mistake as Qin Si.
So he activated the skill card immediately.
The card dissolved into golden particles and sank into the space between his brows.
[Congratulations! You have obtained a new skill: Silent Frostfall] [Silent Frostfall] [Category: Skill] [Level: 9] [Description: The blade moves without a sound, its intent leaving no trace. Its strike carries no aura, noise, or energy fluctuation, as though the blade had never existed. All means of sensing, intuition, and forewarning prove useless—the blade has already cut to the bone, yet the enemy remains unaware. Once the strike lands, all things fall silent beneath the frost.]
Lu Xingyuan's eyes lit up.
A powerful blade skill!
It filled the gap in his single-target attacks perfectly.
After all, the only respectable single-target burst skill he had was still the Heaven-Splitting Life-Severing Slash that Hand Sis had given him—and that was a pitiful level 7!
Fated No Return had reached level 8, but it was geared more toward utility.
In terms of raw damage, it couldn't match Heaven-Splitting Life-Severing Slash.
Of course, it made the most sense for a Train Conductor to use skills and items that matched his own level.
Take Lu Xingyuan. He was level 7, so he ought to be using level 7 skills and items.
Using anything above his level was rather like asking a pony to pull a heavy cart.
But Lu Xingyuan still wanted to make his case, aggrieved as he was:
"How can you judge everyone by the same standard? Skills and items that match their level might be enough for other people. But for me, even stuff three or four levels above mine still doesn't feel quite enough, let alone one or two."
After all, who was he up against?
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