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Chapter 227: Python Swallows Dragon
Directed random selection.

There were three labels that appeared in front of Mo Hao: [Burst], [Assist], and [Treatment].

Mo Hao needs to choose one of the three labels, or he can choose all three.

Then, rewards will be randomly drawn from the skills, equipment, and props that match the label and given to Mo Hao.

It's different from completely random, but not that different.

After all, there are a lot of things installed in Mo Hao's own computer.

The three labels were very clear in their direction, so Mo Hao made his choice without much hesitation.

Select the Outbreak tab.

The [Healing] label, whether it is an ability or an item, is not particularly useful to Mo Hao, especially after Mo Hao passed LV 1 [Blood Burning], the Berserker's professional skills are basically unlocked.

Self-recovery has [Death Resistance], and teammate recovery also has [Blood and Energy Diversion].

(Blood Diversion: Convert 5% of the caster's maximum HP into teammates' HP at a certain ratio, and increase the team members' strength. The effect lasts for a certain period of time.)
There are so many [Assistance] type skills or props, and their functions range from acceleration, deceleration, damage increase, to shield. If you choose this label, it will undoubtedly depend a lot on luck.

Mo Hao is very clear about his advantages compared to others. If we don't count the new plug-ins every time he enters the Taixu Realm, what makes him different from ordinary people is that his attributes are several times that of those at the same level.

The most basic and violent value.

A numerical monster full of numerical beauty.

For Mo Hao, his shortcomings in battle attributes are far fewer than those of others.

What he lacks at the moment is the absolute violent output and the means to decide victory or defeat, life or death at the fastest speed.

The label turned into a light spot and slowly merged into the vortex. Then the vortex began to shake constantly, and various lights began to emerge in the center of the vortex.

White, blue, green, purple...

Mo Hao was too familiar with this color, and he immediately realized that the vortex in front of him was essentially the same as those mobile games that required a crazy investment of 648 and a small or large guarantee.

Subconsciously, Mo Hao clenched his fists, shouting "gold", "gold", "gold" in his heart!
"Qiuli Gao, let's make friends and get a golden one..."

Suddenly, a red light appeared in the vortex and occupied all of Mo Hao's vision. Then it slowly disappeared along with the vortex, leaving behind only a book that looked very old.

[Great Clumsy Hands - From: Taiwu Painting Scroll]

[Rank: Divine Grade 1, the secret of the Lion Sect]

[Category: Fist and Palm Secrets]

[Internal Force Attribute: Diamond]

[“Straightness appears as bending, and skill appears as clumsiness.” The clumsy hand has no moves or styles, but once it is used, the whole body is filled with the strongest palm power, and everything in all directions is destroyed by the palm power. Its power is so strong that it can be called the best external martial arts in the world.]

"Is this pool so generous? An SSR in the first game?"

Divine First Grade, red quality, the highest quality of the Taiwu Scroll. Mo Hao was somewhat surprised that he got the best thing on the first draw.

It seems that the developer of this system has never made mobile games.

It was very rare for a card of the highest level to appear in the first draw in Mo Hao's memory.

It can even be said that it happened only once.

"What a blessing."

Sighing at his luck, Mo Hao picked up Da Zhuo Shou's secret book and flipped through it. He soon found that there was nothing missing from the secret book.

"The secret that has never been passed down is still intact."

Mo Hao couldn't help but be stunned. The secret manuals of advanced skills in the Taiwu scroll were basically difficult to obtain in full, and most of them were missing. After seeing that the secret manual was complete, Mo Hao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. At least he could be sure that there were no disgusting things like [fragments] in the pool.

There are not many words in Dazhuo's secret manual. This is a common problem in the Lion Sect's martial arts. They are not good at recording in writing, and it is faster to understand through actual combat.

The secret book mostly contained patterns. As Mo Hao flipped through it, he memorized and figured out how to make the moves in his mind.

With full concentration, he finished reading the book quickly, then closed his eyes and began to hear a sound of breaking air in his ears.

It was as if there were many people around him, attacking and countering his moves with clumsy hands.

His brain was working at high speed and his thinking activity reached its peak. Suddenly, Mo Hao felt his whole body sink. After opening his eyes, he found that the surrounding environment had changed.

This is a huge palace, and the main hall is probably as big as a square.

At the same time, Mo Hao's eyes focused, the muscles covered by his clothes began to tense, and strength began to surge in his body.

The sudden change of location was not worthy of attention, because Mo Hao had experienced such a situation several times.

But one must be careful about the several thrones in the palace and the people sitting on them.

Xia Jie, Shang Zhou, and Zhou Wu, three kings who had died at his hands. In addition, there was a huge mountain of flesh in this hall, which was a dragon.

He is the Demon King and also the Dragon King.

The king who also died at the hands of Mo Hao was the Demon Dragon King Caesar.

As soon as he opened his eyes and saw multiple enemies, Mo Hao entered the warm-up state for the battle, and was about to launch a shocking offensive in the next moment.

but……

Several kings turned a blind eye to Mo Hao's threats, even though they had died at Mo Hao's hands before. King Zhou of Shang, holding a barbecue in one hand and a glass of wine in the other, sneered, "Little devil, are you scared?"

timid?
Of course not. For an enemy who has already died in his hands, even if he appears before him again, for Mo Hao it is just a matter of killing him again.

At this moment, another familiar voice came from behind, "You are still so rash in doing things. Stop it first. They are not enemies here."

This voice made Mo Hao startled, and then he looked back, "Master?!"

The person who appeared behind him was Monk Putao.

The fat monk put his hand on Mo Hao's shoulder, signaling him to calm down. "What appears here are the marks left after you absorbed everything from them. Your master is also a mark, and it will not have any effect on you."

"Then why am I here?"

"You concentrated all your energy on comprehending that book, and your thoughts caused the King's Marks to react, thus pulling you in here."

Monk Putao had no intention of telling a riddle this time. He pointed at a few people and said, "You can use their wisdom and experience to comprehend the secret book you have obtained."

What Monk Putao introduced was clear and understandable, leaving Mo Hao with only one question: "I have killed so many people, why only them?"

If only Xia Jie, Shang Zhou, and Zhou Wu were present, it could still be considered that the replaced Taixu Realm was special, but the fact that the Demon Dragon King Caesar was also there made Mo Hao feel confused.

"Because you are an outsider in that world, you are a rootless duckweed, you have no foothold, and you have no destiny. From the perspective of fate, you are the most insignificant and worthless. People like you are said to have a life as worthless as grass. Well, even a life as worthless as grass is more important than you."

Monk Putao casually sketched a sparrow and a grass python, and then drew a five-clawed golden dragon.

"And the kings hold the power of life and death, and decide all the affairs of the world with a single word. They are supreme and noble."

"So when you kill them, the lowly kill the noble, and the former will devour the latter without leaving anything."

The grass python and the sparrow began to devour the five-clawed golden dragon. The sparrow pecked out the five-clawed golden dragon's eyes and tore its whiskers. The python opened its huge mouth and swallowed the five-clawed golden dragon from behind without leaving any trace.

"The least important and the most lowly killed the most noble and the most noble. This kind of rebellion against fate has a name: the python swallows the dragon."

(End of this chapter)