Chapter 6: Precision Shooting — Interrupting Skills!

Even those multi-hour sets at Level 20 paled in comparison to the Treant Set.

The Treant Set, once 10 pieces were collected, would trigger its set bonus.

Effect: Restore 50 HP per second, uninterrupted by attacks.

In the early stages of the game, this was an absolutely broken effect.

And once all 13 pieces of the full set were collected, a second set bonus would activate.

Effect: All physical damage you receive is automatically reflected back for 10%.

Combined with the stat bonuses from the Treant Set, the result would be a shield warrior with high regeneration, damage output, and incredible tankiness.

Futu Dunshan offering three hundred thousand for this set was absolutely worth every coin.

"Ding — Due to your mass slaughter of Twisted Treants, the Twisted Treant King has grown displeased. It will arrive on the battlefield in five minutes. Please evacuate immediately."

Lin Tianhao and Futu Dunshan received the system notification at the same time.

"It's finally here?"

Futu Dunshan had also received the system notification and immediately grew excited.

"Snow Emperor, a boss is spawning — are we fighting it?"

Lin Tianhao gave a nod, and then… Futu Dunshan received another system notification.

"Ding — You have been kicked from Snow Emperor's party."

Futu Dunshan: ???!

"Snow Emperor, what do you mean by this? You're going to farm the boss without me?"

Lin Tianhao simply nodded again. "Don't get in the way. Stay back."

"But—"

Futu Dunshan felt a pang of bitterness. Is this any way to treat the guy bankrolling you?

"Snow Emperor, isn't this a little... unkind?"

"I only agreed to help you reach Level 10. I never agreed to share the boss with you."

Lin Tianhao's reply was simple and direct.

Every boss's first kill came with special rewards, and if the first kill was achieved solo, the rewards would be especially generous.

Bringing Futu Dunshan along as dead weight would only cut into his rewards.

Futu Dunshan was about to say something more when he suddenly noticed a massive figure approaching them.

Twisted Treant King (Iron-Grade Boss): Level 10.

HP: 116,800.

Attack: 325.

Skills: Summon Treants, Rejuvenation, Vine Bind, Thorn Shield, Vine Cage.

"Holy shit!"

Futu Dunshan was dumbstruck. "That's the boss? Over a hundred thousand HP, and that attack stat — who could possibly beat this thing at this stage?"

Even if Lin Tianhao could deal five hundred damage per basic attack, it would still take over two hundred hits to finish it off.

"This is... absolutely insane."

Futu Dunshan instinctively stepped back, and a hint of smug satisfaction crept into his expression.

With stats this broken, let's see how you handle it!

After all, the Twisted Treant King was a magic-type monster. Its hidden magic power stat was undoubtedly far higher than its physical attack. On top of that, it had two crowd-control skills — who at this stage would dare to solo it?

And then, just as Futu Dunshan fully expected Lin Tianhao to back down...

Whoosh!

An arrow struck the Twisted Treant King's tree core with pinpoint precision.

-501.

A damage number floated up.

"Crit rate is zero — even hitting the weak point doesn't trigger a critical hit."

Lin Tianhao furrowed his brow slightly, but showed no fear. The moment the arrow left his bow, he immediately repositioned, and another arrow flew out.

-501.

The damage was still solid, but the Twisted Treant King's movement speed, attack speed, and attack range were on a completely different level from ordinary monsters.

A long vine lashed out and struck Lin Tianhao.

-319.

Over three hundred damage from a single basic attack — Futu Dunshan's eyes went wide.

He had barely reached Level 6, and with all the gear he could currently equip, his HP was just barely over seven hundred.

That attack would drop him in three hits at most.

But in the very next moment...

Futu Dunshan witnessed something that made his scalp tingle.

After taking over three hundred damage, Lin Tianhao's HP bar had barely moved — just the tiniest sliver gone.

"Holy shit, holy shit, HOLY SHIT!!!"

At this point, "holy shit" was the only phrase Futu Dunshan could find to describe how he felt.

If he didn't already know Ragnarok well, he would have immediately accused Lin Tianhao of cheating.

But damn it, this felt even more broken than any cheat.

Lin Tianhao paid no attention to the stunned Futu Dunshan. He had deliberately taken a hit from the Twisted Treant King to test it out.

The basic attacks were barely a scratch.

Of course, the skills were a different story — those he couldn't just tank.

With that settled, there was no need to dodge basic attacks and waste time on footwork. He could just trade hits.

Having made up his mind, Lin Tianhao stopped dodging the basic attacks and began trading blows with the Twisted Treant King directly.

This sight left Futu Dunshan even more slack-jawed.

Trading hits with a boss — just what kind of godlike player was this?

After recovering from his shock, Futu Dunshan activated his recording function again. He was certain that if his guild master saw this footage, his eyes would pop right out of his head.

But what came next truly left Futu Dunshan speechless.

The Twisted Treant King began swinging its vines, winding up to unleash a skill.

A mocking smile spread across Futu Dunshan's face. He knew full well that the Twisted Treant King was a magic-type monster — its skill damage would be absolutely devastating.

But just as the Twisted Treant King began casting, Lin Tianhao fired an arrow directly into the wrist of the monster's swinging arm, forcibly interrupting its cast.

"That's... precision targeting?!"

Futu Dunshan was a seasoned player, and the moment he saw the move, he understood the mechanic.

But understanding it was one thing — actually hitting the Twisted Treant King's arm through all those flailing vines to interrupt its cast was another matter entirely. Even an Olympic gold medalist in archery might not be able to pull that off.

Whoosh!!

Lin Tianhao's attack rhythm never faltered. His fluid kiting was a sight to behold.

Every time the Twisted Treant King tried to cast a skill, Lin Tianhao's arrows would land with pinpoint accuracy and interrupt it.

Just... just what kind of monstrous prodigy was this?!

Futu Dunshan could accept that Lin Tianhao had high stats — after all, it wasn't impossible to get lucky right at the start of the game and obtain equipment or special rewards far beyond the current stage.

But having both insane stats and this level of skill? That was something Futu Dunshan couldn't help but ponder deeply.

Just what kind of monster had Lin Tianhao crawled out from?

A full-fledged Iron-Grade Boss was being toyed with in the palm of Lin Tianhao's hand, completely unable to fight back.

Its attack stat looked impressive on paper, but every hit on Lin Tianhao was barely a scratch.

With Lin Tianhao's current HP exceeding twenty-five thousand, even if he just stood there and tanked, he could absorb over three hundred basic attacks!

And on top of that, Lin Tianhao was still kiting the whole time.

"A monster like this — I absolutely have to recruit him into our guild."

Futu Dunshan made up his mind quietly. He wasn't just an elite member of the Futu Guild — he was also the young heir of the Futu Group.

The Twisted Treant King's HP bar continued to fall, and Lin Tianhao's attack rhythm remained unchanged.

Finally, the Twisted Treant King's HP dropped to just five percent — the killing blow was imminent.

But what Futu Dunshan hadn't expected was that Lin Tianhao suddenly stopped attacking.

He was puzzled, but then he saw Lin Tianhao fire an arrow into the empty air behind the Twisted Treant King.

Whoosh!

The arrow sliced through the air.

Clang!

A faint metallic ring rang out, and a dagger emerged from thin air — deflecting Lin Tianhao's arrow clean in two.

"Holy shit, there's an assassin!!"