Bam!!
Evildoers Run Wild's strength was so strong that a crater was formed on the ground. Half of Wolf's face was buried in the ground.
"Go!"
The evildoer Heng Xing's ruthlessness was in no way inferior to Yang Na's. After pressing his opponent's face to the ground, the evildoer Heng Xing's arm fiercely pushed downwards.
Rip!!!
Wolf was pushed a few meters forward by Evildoers Run Wild.
The ground of the arena was plowed into a deep ravine.
"Oh, go high!"
Seeing this scene, the audience felt a chill at the back of their heads, and even their faces felt a burning pain.
Before Wolf could struggle to get up, Evildoers Run Wild had already pushed him to the edge of the ring. He lifted Wolf with one hand, twisted his waist, and threw Wolf toward the edge of the ring.
Bam!!
With a loud bang, Evildoers Run Wild threw Wolf against the protective wall of the ring.
The protective wall shook under Evildoers Run Wild's monstrous strength, and Wolf was bounced back.
At this time, the demon Heng Xing did not take two steps back. Instead, he leaped up and kicked Wolf's waist.
Sky Shattering Kick!!
Wolf's movement was fast. It was obvious that he had added points into Agility. In fact, no matter what class the top players in the game had, adding points into Agility was a must. After all, speed was crucial in a holographic simulation game.
Evildoers Run Wild's kick was one of the ultimate skills of a Grandmaster of Combat. It could even break the sky, let alone a Warrior who had added points into Agility and did not have much health.
Wolf's HP had dropped a lot after being kicked by Evildoers Run Wild on the ground. With this kick, he turned into white light and died on the spot.
Three moves! Another three moves.
He blocked the Combat Aura Slash, moved sideways to interrupt the Whirlwind Slash, and ended the battle with the last kick.
Another top player was defeated by Evildoers Run Wild in three moves.
At this moment, the scene was dead silent.
Even a top-notch expert could not last more than three moves against this Grandmaster of Combat. Just how strong was this person? Could it be that adding points to Strength is the correct way to play this game?
In the past, in the Chinese server, there was Grim Reaper's Left Hand and Evildoers Run Wild. The two of them set off a craze for players to increase their stats, causing countless new players to go astray and wash their faces in tears. The game was forced to create a strange item that could only be found in free online games, such as Cleanse Potions.
After this battle, Evildoers Run Wild finally spread the seeds of evil to the whole world …
The heavy sword had no edge, but it was extremely skillful. How could an ordinary person achieve this realm? Even Evildoers Run Wild had quite a few pieces of equipment that increased Agility. To move unhindered, how many major guilds in the world would give their boss equipment?
Not to mention, melee professions like full-power Grandmasters of Combat and full-power Warriors were fine, but what about full-power Priests and full-power Mages?
In short, the source of all the chaos came from this battle. This was a story to be told later …
"How was it, boss? The technique I learned from you just now is no worse than that Yang chick, right?"
After leaving the stage, Evildoers Run Wild showed off to Wang Yu with a face full of joy.
"Not bad, not bad! You're much more talented than her, but you're still far from me, "Wang Yu praised with a face full of satisfaction.
Seeing the two brothers flatter each other so shamelessly, Yang Na, who had calmed down after being persuaded by the Quanzhen members, went berserk again. "You two bastards, stop bullshitting. You learned from me! You learned from my family's martial arts! I'm going to report you and break your dog legs! "
…
On the other side, the freelance team that had lost two rounds in a row not only had their morale hit rock bottom, but they were also having a mental breakdown.
Actually, winning and losing was a common occurrence in the military. It was not shameful to count in this competition, but losing to a group of amateur players was very shameful.
What was more frightening was that this group of amateur players was a bit ruthless.
In the first round, two arrows pierced through the eyes, and in the second round, they were humiliated. Their attacks were ruthless, and their moves were vicious.
This had dragged to the level of trampling on the physical body. It was as if they were trampling on the opponent's spirit.
There was no telling what more vicious moves were waiting for them next.
Their already low morale and terrifying aura enveloped them, causing the free team members to feel extremely anxious.
"Don't panic, everyone!"
This was the time to show the role of a leader. Seeing that everyone was on the verge of a mental breakdown, Wade hurriedly calmed them down and said, "Don't fall for the opponent's trick. They want to use these three moves to break our spirit."
At this point, Wade pointed to Wang Yu and Evildoers Run Wild not far away and said, "Those two Grandmasters of Combat are the experts that the ragtag team relies on. Now they've pulled out their trump card to destroy us mentally."
"Then who's up for the third round?"
Just as Wade was calming them down, everyone threw out the most crucial question.
There was no point in saying anything more. The most important thing right now was to quickly choose the player for the next round. However, this player could not be themselves, because no one wanted to be pressed to the ground by the opponent.
"Well!" Wade scratched his head, then pointed to a strong man next to him and said, "Gospel, you go!"
"Me?" The man looked surprised. "God, what's going on in this idiot's head?"
The others were also confused. "Gospel is a healer. Are you sending him to his death?"
"That's right!" Gospel was also depressed. "You can't do this to me just because I treated your girlfriend to a movie."
"What? You treated Wade's girlfriend to a movie? "Worf, who had just been ravaged by Evildoers Run Wild, asked in surprise.
"If you can treat her to a meal, why can't I treat her to a movie?"
"What a mess …" The others scratched their heads.
"Cough, cough, cough!!"
Seeing that the focus of the discussion had strayed, Wade hurriedly coughed and said, "Can you get down to business? Gospel, don't change the topic."
"Then explain, why did you send me, a Cleric, to my death?" Gospel was extremely displeased.
Clerics had the lowest combat power among all the professions. Although they had countless life-saving methods, their damage output methods were pitifully few.
The only self-destruct skill had a particularly high requirement. If a healer like a Cleric went up to fight, the most they could do was maintain a situation where they could not win or lose.
"Two consecutive rounds with experts. It seems that the opponent has done their best to crush us in terms of momentum," Wade explained. "So their next player must be another Grandmaster of Combat."
"Then wouldn't I die even worse?" Gospel said with a dark face.
The tragic situation of Worf and the Invisible Man in the first two rounds still left a shadow in Gospel's heart.
"But your death is the most valuable." Wade smiled and said, "You, a support class, exchanged the opportunity of the opponent's best player. Won't we win the next round easily?"
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