Seeing Wu Shaozhen standing there lazily, looking like he was begging for a beating, Hell Messenger circled behind him and stunned him with Gouge, taking off more than 2,800 HP.
"40% damage reduction and over twenty thousand HP?!!!" Hell Messenger exclaimed. As a top-tier expert, he could estimate an opponent's stats after a single attack, but these numbers frightened him. Were these fucking stats an assassin should have?
Despite his shock, a top-tier expert like him would not give up over that. While his opponent was stunned, Hell Messenger thrust at him again with Double Strike, only for his opponent's body to turn intangible and evade the attack.
"A skill that removes crowd control and avoids damage?!!" Envy stirred in Hell Messenger's eyes. That was absolutely a god-tier skill for assassins.
After using Void to break the stun and evade Hell Messenger's Double Strike, Wu Shaozhen immediately slashed at him with Backstab. Yet his opponent seemed to have anticipated it, twisting aside and actually dodging his Backstab.
He predicted it? Wu Shaozhen thought. His opponent definitely lacked the speed to dodge his attacks. He had only avoided that strike because he had predicted where Wu Shaozhen would attack. Only a top-tier expert could pull that off.
"Fuck you! Predict this!" Seeing his opponent attack again, Wu Shaozhen lost his temper and activated Shadow Sevenfold Strike. A shadow instantly darted around Hell Messenger. This skill was impossible to dodge, delivering seven attacks in one second. Hell Messenger fell on the third strike, leaving the remaining four to slash through empty air.
"Tch, that's it? All flash, no substance! What good are fancy moves against overwhelming strength?" Wu Shaozhen said. Still, he grew wary inside. He needed to practice his combat mechanics, too.
``` Ding! You killed player Hell Messenger and gained