Professionals naturally have a maximum of five innate skills. The higher the class level, the more innate skills they possess.
An extra skill slot is unlocked for every 10 levels gained.
Each class advancement grants several extra skill slots—the exact number depending on the class tier.
Song Gua was now level 10, so his skill slots had increased from five to six.
Song Gua glanced at the dungeon's damage statistics.
The total damage of the Rhythm Mage was even higher than that of the S-rank Fire Warrior.
After all, he was a mage. Standing behind the crowd and constantly throwing out skills, he racked up a massive amount of damage.
The Rhythm Mage was an A-rank class with four innate skills. Adding one more skill was indeed a good idea to enrich his damage output rhythm.
Song Gua's cloning ability was undoubtedly his greatest reliance in this world of professionals.
The clones definitely needed to be cultivated.
Leading a group of experts versus leading a bunch of scrubs—how could that be the same?
Professionals had plenty of ways to make money; he didn't mind parting with this one skill book.
Although Song Gua had no family or friends, he had received a lot of financial aid over the past two years, which was enough for him to live on.
"Take it, do a good job."
The Rhythm Mage happily picked up the skill book.
Upon using it, it turned into a skill called Great Storm.
Great Storm Lv1: Consumes 10% mana (cannot be cast if below 10%), deals 80% Wind damage to all enemies within a 100-meter radius, cooldown 5 minutes.
A large-scale AOE skill with a massive 100-meter radius!
And this was only the Lv1 effect; the range would definitely expand as the skill leveled up.
Combined with the Rhythm Mage's talent, the damage wouldn't be low either.
Giving him this skill book was definitely the right choice.
In the second half of the dungeon, from the mountainside to the peak, Song Gua became busy.
He wasn't busy fighting, but rather summoning and recalling with ease.
The closer they got to the peak, the more rugged the path became, and the narrower the footholds.
If one or two hundred people charged up together, they would just have to line up, making it even less efficient.
Therefore, under the protection of a few defensive classes, Song Gua took the lead and charged at the forefront.
Whenever a monster rushed out, he would throw out a dozen clones. The clones would jump out, unleash their skills, annihilate the monster, and then be instantly recalled.
During this process, the entire team's pace never stopped.
When they encountered more monsters, he simply repeated the operation.
While others cleared dungeons by throwing skills, Song Gua cleared them by throwing clones.
Moreover, based on the monsters' characteristics, he would specifically summon different classes and combinations.
Wasn't this also a type of speedrunning technique?
The remaining three elders of Monkey Mountain were wiped out in one fell swoop by this overwhelming offensive.
Finally, Song Gua reached the mountaintop.
The peak was actually quite spacious, as if the tip of the mountain had been sliced off by a single sword strike.
This was undoubtedly good news, as Song Gua could let all his clones out.
Ahead, sitting on a stone throne, was a Monkey King clad in black iron armor.
He wielded a black iron staff, had golden fur, crimson pupils, and wore a purple-gold feathered crown.
The Monkey King was also carrying a gourd in his hand, reeking of alcohol, looking heavily intoxicated.
"Hehe~ How bold! To dare trespass on my Monkey Mountain, I'll make sure none of you return alive today!"
The Monkey King tossed the wine gourd aside and dragged his iron staff, sparking against the stone as he staggered over.
[Red-Eyed Monkey King]
[Level: Lv10]
[Role: BOSS]
[Strength: 200]
[Constitution: 150]
[Spirit: 100]
[Agility: 150]
[Talents:
—Somersault Cloud: Can summon the Somersault Cloud to fly at any time. Flying consumes mana. The Somersault Cloud can be killed, and requires a certain amount of time to recover after being destroyed, which is related to its level.
—Hair into Army: Pluck any number of monkey hairs to transform them into monkey subordinates to assist in battle. For every monkey subordinate present, damage reduction +1%. Summoning monkey subordinates consumes mana.]
[Skills: Monkey King's Big Stick (Common, Lv8), Fiery Golden Eyes (Fine, Lv8), Sea-Calming Divine Needle (Excellent, Lv8), Cloud-Riding Assault (Flawless, Lv8), Havoc in Heaven (Rare, Lv8)]
[Description: I, Old Sun, have arrived?]
Just looking at this BOSS's talents and skills, one could tell it was a tough character to deal with.
The biggest difficulty in speedrunning the Monkey Mountain dungeon was how to kill the Monkey King as quickly as possible.
In lower-difficulty versions of the dungeon, the Monkey King would only summon his monkey subordinates after his health dropped to a certain percentage.
Once these little critters came out, the Monkey King's damage reduction would be too high to kill him, so players had to clear out the little ones first.
But the Monkey King wouldn't just stand idly by; he would be dealing crazy damage from the back.
One careless mistake, and the team would wipe.
But in Hell difficulty...
"Take down the Monkey King, break the record!"
Only 20 minutes had passed. To break the record, Song Gua still had a full 10 minutes to work with.
All his clones took the stage.
Seeing this, the Monkey King scoffed, "Oh, you know this trick too? Think I don't?"
In Hell difficulty, the Monkey King would summon his monkey subordinates right from the start.
The Monkey King plucked a tuft of hair from the back of his head and blew on it with his thunder-god-like mouth.
Instantly, squeaking little monkeys leaped out of his palm, growing rapidly against the wind until they were over a meter tall.
These little monkeys looked exactly like the elite monsters 'Red-Eyed Monkey Subordinates' at the foot of the mountain.
In this single breath, the Monkey King summoned 50 monkey subordinates.
Under the effect of his BOSS talent, his damage reduction reached 50%, which was highly exaggerated.
Damage reduction was an attribute that even true damage couldn't counter.
Even if Song Gua managed to get close and punch this guy, the true damage from the punch would still be reduced by 50%.
Fortunately, he had enough clones.
After a volley of skills, the little monkeys were mostly wiped out.
Especially the Rhythm Mage, standing in the center of the gale, raising his battered wand high to cast the newly learned Great Storm skill.
The skill covered the entire mountaintop, taking care of every single monkey.
Song Gua wasn't idle either. After borrowing the power of seven clones, under the protection of his lackeys, he unleashed a flurry of punches on the Monkey King.
The Power of Unity talent allowed him to borrow the power of one additional person for every 5 levels he gained.
-899!
-900!
-1290!
...
Enraged, the Monkey King roared, "Somersault Cloud—"
A golden cloud flew in from the horizon. He leaped onto it and soared into the sky, escaping Song Gua's follow-up attacks.
Although some clones from the control sequence tried to keep him grounded, their skill qualities were too low, and the Monkey King was completely immune to them.
"Fuck! Brother Monkey flew away! He's out of my skill range!"
"Not many of us here can fly."
"If we fight in the air, we won't be able to form a siege advantage."
"The guide says it's best to bring a Marksman sequence class. Marksmen have some skills with insanely long ranges that can hit the Somersault Cloud. If we destroy the Somersault Cloud, Brother Monkey will fall."
"You're checking the guide right on the spot?!"
Just then, a streak of fire shot into the sky.
"I'll handle this!"
This person wasn't the Fire Warrior, Fire Bro, but Song Gua!
Fire Bro was currently lying in a corner, feeling the sensation of being completely drained.
He was among the seven clones Song Gua had just borrowed power from.
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
