This can only be considered his talent, not cheating, as everything operates within the rules of the true seven.
As an elite player who excels at game mechanics, one should have the awareness to 'bend the rules' a little.
Otherwise, why would the world will invite you to just sit around and do nothing?
It clearly stated that it was recruiting 'Elite Players'!
If you don't 'bend the rules', you're not living up to the price the world will is paying.
"Since I'm a player, how can I not have a personal template?"
"Information, gather!"
Su Mo's mind stirred. Under his high-dimensional vision, his computational power directly transcended the limitations of his current mortal body. Although his computational power couldn't compare to his main body, it was still beyond ordinary people's imagination.
"First, let's form a few combat skills."
Soon, with super intelligence combined with super computational power, he quickly created several corresponding skills based on the current situation.
Long Spear Mastery: You can skillfully wield a long spear. When fighting with a long spear, your accuracy and attack speed are significantly increased.
Throwing Mastery: You can accurately throw weapons in your hand with a high hit rate, but against fast-moving targets, the hit rate probability decreases.
Basic Footwork: You have mastered certain evasion techniques, but this is only a basic skill. You cannot expect to use it to dodge all attacks.
Not bad.
Su Mo nodded slightly.
As Hermes's alternate identity in this world, he didn't need to go through so much trouble.
Even with only a mortal body, under his conscious control, a single ounce of strength could unleash hundreds or thousands of times its power.
What is known as 'micro-control' in the genetic lock was effortless for Su Mo.
Let alone a squad of 10 people.
As long as he had enough time, eliminating a hundred or even a thousand-man squad would be a simple matter.
But since he wanted to create a new alternate identity, he couldn't just appear out of nowhere like a divine soldier.
He needed to build a completely new template, bit by bit, starting from a weak stage.
The Primordial Great Heavenly Venerate alternate identity was an exception because that identity inherently possessed great power.
His current new alternate identity naturally couldn't continue in that manner.
With all preparations complete, Su Mo's eyes slightly chilled as he watched the sturdy soldier rapidly approaching. He quickly calculated in his mind, then sidestepped behind a haystack, entering the soldier's blind spot.
10!
9!
8!
... 0!
Time's up!
Su Mo thrust his spear forward without hesitation.
And at that very moment, the sturdy soldier's figure happened to step into the exact spot where the spearhead would arrive.
Amidst a piercing scream, the spearhead instantly plunged into the soldier's throat.
Without any surprise, a single thrust was fatal!
The scream abruptly ceased.
And in Su Mo's high-dimensional vision, the life-flame representing this hostile unit also extinguished at that moment.
Clean and decisive. When Su Mo pulled the spearhead out of the corpse, he even detected a slight stickiness.
"What a long-forgotten feeling of having a mortal body!"
It had been a long time since he had experienced fighting with a sword and spear.
"The hunt begins!"
The dying scream of that fellow just now had already alerted the other enemies.
The entire small village had less than a hundred people, and almost half of them had been killed by them.
They hadn't expected that someone could actually cause them trouble.
Now, upon hearing the scream, soldiers immediately began to surround the area.
The officer-dressed man's face turned cold, and he drew his sword, quickly closing in.
From Su Mo's perspective, this officer's life-flame was much more vibrant than the others'.
Gradually, various pieces of information converged, forming a 'Mortal · 9-star' marker directly in Su Mo's eyes.
In this situation, Su Mo's mind raced. He then quickly picked up another long spear from the ground, weighed it slightly, and a plan formed in his mind.
Throwing Mastery!
After a quick calculation, Su Mo decisively threw the long spear in his hand with force.
It hit!
Thud!
From a high-dimensional perspective, Su Mo's long spear was almost like Gungnir in Odin's hand, carrying an unavoidable, fate-locked hit effect.
A burly figure directly fell.
Next, Su Mo calmly led the now wary soldiers in circles around the village.
Even if these people tried their best to surround and close in.
But in Su Mo's eyes, these encirclements were full of flaws, and he could always find a gap to slip through.
And then.
These soldiers fell one by one under Su Mo's long spear.
Finally, the officer with bloodshot eyes, along with his last three subordinates, at last came face to face with Su Mo.
His expression was ferocious, tinged with a hint of terror.
He hadn't expected that this seemingly frail fellow could, little by little, kill all of his subordinates right under his nose.
This was simply a dream-like scenario.
Looking at this scoundrel who killed innocents for merit, Su Mo retreated expressionlessly.
During his time in this world, he had already analyzed a lot of dungeon information.
He had gained some insights into how to 'farm points' more effectively.
To create 'legend', things like descending as a divine soldier were absolutely out of the question.
You needed to create a 'legend', to achieve super-limit battle results with seemingly ordinary data!
Only then was it possible to generate a 'legend'.
The officer watched the enemy retreat. After a moment of hesitation, he still pursued.
The enemy's actual strength was not particularly strong; he was just too cunning, using his familiarity with the terrain to isolate and defeat his subordinates one by one.
That's how he achieved the feat of fighting against many!
As long as he was careful and avoided being ambushed, he would surely be able to cut him down with his sword!
Su Mo began to lead the officer in circles. His simple basic footwork made it seem as if he was using the profound steps of Lingbo Weibu.
His speed wasn't particularly fast, yet the officer just couldn't keep up.
Then, finding the right angles, he eliminated the remaining three soldiers one by one with spear thrusts.
This was as natural as art.
The psychological defenses of this last enemy were almost on the verge of collapse.
In the high-dimensional vision, the officer was already breathing heavily.
This was a clear sign of losing control!
Very good.
The final moment of the hunt was finally approaching!
What should he do?
He was clearly the one chasing the other party.
But why did it feel like he was the one being chased?
Although he clearly sensed something was wrong, the officer dared not abandon his pursuit.
As an existence close to becoming an extraordinary martial general, his spiritual perception was warning him frantically.
If he dared to turn and run, that blood-stained long spear could pierce his heart the next moment!
This was just a remote small village; from a distance, it was completely open.
But why, in this tiny place, could the opponent make it feel like a labyrinth?
The opponent was like playing a game of cat and mouse.
But wasn't he the cat?
Why did he now feel as disheveled as a mouse?
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