Mages Are Too OP

Open the official homepage on the mobile phone, and directly see the top announcement "About Meditation BUG".

'About two hours ago, the magician player 'Roland' submitted a bug about the magician's specialty 'Meditation'. After we learned about it, we immediately verified that it was indeed as described by Roland. Feats cannot be learned in-game. Therefore, we have made a difficult decision. 'Meditation' will become a unique specialty for NPCs, and the player's 'Meditation' specialty will be changed to 'Roland's Zealot', a passive specialty, and the effect will be changed to: Hold A magician with this specialty has a psychic power recovery rate of 2X level points, and has a 3X level of psychic magic resistance. ’

'At the same time, the nature of this feat has been changed to a special feat. Player Roland is the creator of this feat by default and enjoys double the effect of this feat. At the same time, a statue of 'Roland' was placed somewhere on the outskirts of King Hollevin. It was a special building unit that could not be destroyed or moved. Mage players who want to learn this feat can get this feat by throwing a gold coin into the basin at the foot of the Roland statue. This gold coin will appear in the player Roland's backpack after a certain natural time as a tuition fee. This is the only special expertise that a magician can learn by himself. Please cherish it. ’

After reading this announcement, Roland knew that he was famous. No wonder Shuke made a special call.

He sighed, feeling a little pain in his head.

Although being famous is a good thing, but this way of becoming famous, there is a feeling that the plan wants to push him into the fire pit.

I don't know how the magician players in the forum will arrange themselves.

Roland didn't really want to see the current game forum, but after hesitating for a while, he still opened it.

It is useless to escape, sooner or later you have to face it.

Sure enough... the players of other professions are eating melons, and most of the magician players are cursing.

Why?

The current price of a gold coin has almost reached 16,000 soft sister coins. Although Roland has also received a lot of rewards in the forum, it is thousands of players in each post, even tens of thousands of players. Reward money.

And now, the official way is to take out 16,000 directly from the pockets of every magician player to him.

It's weird that players don't scold.

Think about it, there are 500,000 players, even if the number of magician professions is getting smaller and smaller, but if more than 10,000 magician players have learned this expertise, rounding is two small goals.

It's no wonder that players don't eat lemons.

In the current forum, there are people who are envious, some who scold them, and some who say that Roland is an official of the game, and some who deliberately test roundabout ways of making money.

Of course, there are also some richer players, as well as big local tyrants, that this is not a problem at all.

It is a great deal to exchange 16,000 yuan for a practical expertise.

It can only be said that ordinary people and local tyrants have different world views.

Feeling that his scalp was numb from a show planned by a certain surname Ma, Roland turned off the phone with a constipated expression and put it in his pocket.

Then he walked to the side and asked the waiting young man, "What's your name, coach?"

"My surname is Qi, and my name is Qi Shaoqiu." The young man said lightly, "You can visit our training and decide whether to come or not."

Roland was stunned for a moment. Before he came, he also checked some simple information. It is said that Miao Daoshu was also called Xinyou Dao Fa before the Republic of China. It is said that when Qi Jiguang was fighting with Japanese pirates, he absorbed and created the battlefield killing sword according to the Japanese sword method. technique.

This young man is also surnamed Qi... What does this have to do with it?

Roland looked at the four students under the greenhouse, shook his head, and said, "Don't look at it, I know you are here to teach real skills. But I still have to think about it, after all, 30,000 yuan is indeed a bit expensive."

"Okay, think about it carefully."

Under normal circumstances, when someone says to consider it, it is a disguised refusal, but the statement is more euphemistic.

Qi Shaoqiu felt that Roland was like this too. He nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll go back to the training hall first, you should think about it."

After finishing speaking, Qi Shaoqiu returned to the shed. The girl who sprinkled water walked in front of Qi Shaoqiu, put down the wooden bucket, and said something fiercely with her hands on her hips. Qi Shaoqiu, who had never been expressionless, actually showed a flattering look. Nod and bow.

This... is this person reliable?

Roland felt a little overwhelmed.

This girl has a normal appearance, even though her skin is fairer, she looks a bit beautiful.

After all, one white hides three ugly.

It seemed that she felt that someone was watching her. After the girl reprimanded Qi Shaoqiu, she suddenly turned her head to look at Roland.

The distance between the two was not too far, and Roland could clearly see that the girl's eyes seemed to have beautiful glazed lights flickering faintly.

Very beautiful.

Roland nodded slightly to her, then stepped on the shared bicycle and left.

Looking at Roland's retreating back, the girl quickly retracted her gaze. She looked at Qi Shaoqiu and asked, "I saw that you guys were about to make a move just now."

"It's just a test." The flattering look on Qi Shaoqiu's face has not completely disappeared: "The boy reacts very fast, it seems that he has been practicing Sanda for at least five years. But from his age, Sanda training should not be more than ten years."

"Are you his opponent?"

"It may not work with empty hands." Qi Shaoqiu put away his flattering expression at this time, and he said indifferently: "But if I take the Miao Dao and three more, I can also cut them all in two."

"What kind of skill is it to bully someone empty-handed with a weapon!" the girl said angrily.

Qi Shaoqiu snorted: "Using tools is something we humans only have."

The girl sneered: "I don't know who has been whispering that after the age of firearms, it is the sorrow of warriors."

Qi Shaoqiu's face was slightly wrinkled, and he said a little embarrassedly: "Sister, how can I say it's your big brother, can you save face?"

The girl snorted, and she said unhappily: "I said earlier, your tuition fee of 30,000 yuan is too high. Look, even the real experts ran away when they heard this number. If it goes on like this, We're going to sit and eat."

At this time, Qi Shaoqiu lit another cigarette for himself, took a breath, put it in his mouth, and then spit it out gently.

The pale white plumes of smoke rose, and Qi Shaoqiu said seriously: "Don't worry, if you can't recruit outside students within half a year, close this training hall, and I will work as a bodyguard to make money."

The girl's face softened: "I'm not forcing you to close the training hall, I just want to remind you that you have to be mentally prepared for failure."

"I understand." Qi Shaoqiu smiled, but in this smile, no matter how you look at it, there is a sense of loss.

The girl said no more, lifted the bucket again, and sprinkled the concrete floor with water again.