Otherworldly Skeleton Evolution

“Might not need me? Master, isn’t that a bit much?” Yun Hu was speechless.

Although he ranked second in the Nine Rivers of Shanhe and was indeed steadily suppressed by Yun Long in terms of strength, when it came to DPS, he wasn’t inferior to the eldest senior brother.

“I have the highest DPS among the Nine Rivers of Shanhe. Without me, how are we supposed to fight? The Blood Hell Forbidden Land is full of bosses, with defense ranging from 30 to 3000. With bosses having such high defense, what’s the point of fighting without DPS?”

Fist Sage chuckled upon hearing this. “Little Hu, save that bit of DPS of yours. I’m bringing you all this time to broaden your horizons.”

“What? Master, aren’t we going to fight bosses? How can…”

“Master, even though you have an extra golden off-hand weapon compared to us, aren’t you being too arrogant?”

Hearing this, the group felt a bit displeased.

Of course, they were used to joking around and knew Fist Sage wouldn’t blame them, so they spoke without restraint.

Fist Sage felt a slight headache and rubbed his temples, his tone growing a bit more serious.

“You can be casual with me, but when we meet up later, keep your mouths shut.”

“But… Master…”

“Enough, fellow senior brothers, don’t say anymore. Let’s listen to Master. I believe Master won’t harm us. You all should learn more from Yun Bao, see how well-behaved she is.”

Yun Xiang interrupted the nine people about to speak and pointed to Yun Bao beside her, who was immersed in her own world.

Yun Bao was the junior disciple Fist Sage had recently taken in. She had the lowest seniority and was also the youngest at only 14 years old.

Her features were exceptionally delicate, with a hint of youthful innocence on her face. Many parts of her figure had yet to develop, giving her a truly childlike appearance.

Just that sometimes, she was prone to being infatuated.

Like now, everyone’s gazes were on her, but she remained immersed in her own world, unable to break free. Her childish face carried a hint of excitement and a silly smile.

“Yay, I’m about to meet my new idol. I wonder if he’ll be captivated by me when he sees me, hehe.”

Yun Long: “…”

Yun Hu: “…”

Yun Gao: “…”

Yun Shan: “…”

Yun Liu: “…”

Yun Shui: “…”

Yun Mi: “…”

Yun Zhi: “…”

Yun Yin: “…”

Is that being well-behaved?

That’s being silly!

“Yun Bao is just a fool, ignore her. Master, let’s discuss again why we’re just playing a supporting role.”

Yun Hu still couldn’t believe that without their help, their master, the Black Skeleton, and A Silly Cutie alone could kill level 60 bosses in the Blood Hell Forbidden Land.

“Master, that place is crawling with bosses everywhere. Surely you won’t just stay in one spot while fighting them, right?”

“There will definitely be a need to move around, recover, dodge skills, and kite bosses.”

“In the Great Wasteland, unless it’s a team of hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands…”

“To fight bosses, you need a very good DPS environment.”

“First, the terrain must be good, allowing for appropriate positioning to take turns recovering. Second, and most importantly, there mustn’t be any other monsters or bosses around.”

“This facilitates kiting from a distance and timely position swaps to replenish resources while fighting bosses.”

“And the Blood Hell Forbidden Land clearly doesn’t have such an environment.”

Seeing that Fist Sage didn’t interrupt him, Yun Hu continued his analysis with great eloquence.

“In the Blood Hell Forbidden Land, there’s a boss roughly every 500 meters. And the bosses have an especially large aggro range of exactly 500 meters, almost one after another. Fight one and it’ll alert the next, causing a chain reaction.”

“Moreover, most of the bosses have AOE damage even on normal attacks.”

“In the Blood Hell Forbidden Land, having more people isn’t enough to fight bosses. The Temple has already shown us with their own 5,000-strong team wiping three times that this approach won’t work.”

“To fight bosses, you must create your own environment, facing two at a time within a kilometer radius, then slowly pushing forward.”

“But fighting two bosses at once, no one can withstand that at the current stage. Even you, Master, probably can’t, let alone without our support. I don’t believe with just you three, you can push your way in.”

Finishing his speech, Yun Hu felt a bit thirsty. But seeing Fist Sage staring at him, he didn’t feel guilty and met his gaze.

Unlike ordinary players, Yun Hu and the others, having been taught by Fist Sage for a long time, wouldn’t blindly believe in individual strength.

Because if the ten of them joined forces against Fist Sage, they could occasionally defeat him.

Individual strength could only turn the tide when attribute numbers were heaven-defying.

And their current attribute numbers were clearly lacking.

“You’ve made some progress, knowing to gather information and analyze pros and cons.” Fist Sage looked at him with appreciation. “But you still missed one thing.”

Still missed one thing?

Their previous impression of Yun Hu could be summed up in one word: reckless.

Although he had changed now, they didn’t think Yun Hu could analyze any profound principles.

But Yun Hu’s words just now indeed made them see him in a new light, exclaiming that the god of data analysis had possessed him.

Wasn’t this already a thorough analysis? What could he have missed?

“What is it?” The group asked in unison, all very curious.

Hearing their question, Fist Sage didn’t answer right away.

Because in the distance, he had already spotted that black figure.

Deep black bones, emanating an ominous aura.

The spirit flames in his eye sockets shone with a black luster, the flames containing incandescent white specks, as if able to see through everything.

A tattered cape hung from his back, as if born from his shoulder blades.

His entire body was shrouded in a black qi, and when the breeze blew, it would stir the black flames on his body.

Profound and ominous.

Seeing Jiang Cheng transformed into his current appearance, Fist Sage’s thoughts suddenly grew a bit complex.

After a long silence, Fist Sage let out a deep breath.

Facing the curious group, he said leisurely, “Actually, this time, I’m also just playing a supporting role.”

Nine Rivers of Shanhe: “…”

Yun Xiang: “…”

Their master was also playing a supporting role?

The legendary Twelve Gods, the top Brawler, the number one Martial Arts Master in the gaming world, one of the twelve giants in the online gaming industry, one of the twelve at the apex of billions of players, actually said such a thing?

This was the first time they heard their master being so humble.

He actually said he was playing a supporting role…

If those players who loved playing Brawlers heard this, wouldn’t their jaws drop in shock?

The group looked at each other, all seeing the astonishment in each other’s eyes.

Just what was this Black Skeleton’s identity to make their master praise him so highly?

The only ones their master would praise like this were some true martial arts grandmasters in reality.

But if those martial arts grandmasters played games, they might only be a bit better than ordinary players.

And this had nothing to do with the Black Skeleton anyway.

Unless it was that person?

The group glanced at each other again, then shook their heads. That person had long passed away, with a funeral and everything. He couldn’t be any more dead.

It definitely couldn’t be him.

They could only say this Black Skeleton was an outlier!

But whether he truly had the strength to match their master’s praise remained to be seen based on his performance later.

“I’m late,” Fist Sage sighed, his words carrying an indescribable emotion.