Hearing the boorish male voice coming from the private chat, the players who sent the private chat to the lady in red were all dumbfounded and scared out of their wits.
Zhao Lin stood leisurely by the riverbank, controlling the mannequin to deal damage, as if he was watching a show.
Meng Jingtian paid a little attention to him and looked at his skills.
The skills of the mannequin were not particularly outstanding. Most of them were crowd control skills, and the damage was not high. However, coupled with the passive nature of the mannequin, after five normal attacks, there was an extremely high damage. This hidden class was not bad.
There was both crowd control and damage.
Moreover, the others were all fighting monsters. He just stood by the side and watched the show. He could just let the mannequins fight. It was really a little infuriating!
Meng Jingtian muttered to himself. If I had not entered our God’s exclusive Divine Academy, would this Hidden Class Be Yours?
