“？？？”
"F * ck! There's something wrong with this girl's head! "
Seeing Meng Xi leave as she pleased, Mingdu roared, "If she wasn't a girl, and Dao Xue's girlfriend at that, I would've killed her already!"
"Stop bullshitting!"
The others curled their lips, "Do you know what her background is? If you dare to make a move, our team will probably lose a player tomorrow … "
"Is it that bad?" Wang Yu asked Wuji in surprise.
"That's right …" Wuji shrugged, "This is overseas. Do you think it's the same as in China? Here, the underworld is a legal profession. Just find a few hooligans and they'll be able to silence Mingdu. "
"F * ck!" Ming Dou's body trembled, and he hurriedly said, "I was just bragging, bragging, do you understand?"
"What a piece of trash!" Everyone looked at him with disdain.
… …
The ten-minute intermission ended quickly.
Both teams returned to the arena, and the fourth round continued.
Competition was like playing cards, the trump card was always left to the back.
For the Ragtag Bunch Battle Team's fourth match, it was naturally Rampage, while for the Templar Battle Team, it was a Holy Paladin in silvery-white armor.
"Paladin?"
Seeing Templar's player, the audience was a little confused.
Paladin was a famous all-rounder support class, but this class made people feel very conflicted.
If you said he was weak, he could fight, resist, and heal.
It could be said that he was strong, but compared to the other professional professions, he was still lacking in maturity.
He could use a greatsword to deal damage, but he wasn't as good as a Weapon Warrior. He could use a shield but wasn't good at it, and he couldn't heal as well as a Priest.
Therefore, Paladins had an awkward position in normal teams.
If the tank died, the Paladin would replace him. If the damage dealer died, the Paladin would replace him. If the healer died, the Paladin would replace him …
Because of this, Paladins were also known as the eternal second.
Although they looked very well-rounded, they couldn't be the main force, and could only be a substitute.
It was even worse in PVP. Because Paladins could use Holy Light to transform various weapons, and their skills required the buff of talismans, it was very complicated to control.
The amount of energy required to train a single Paladin profession was equivalent to training several professions at the same time. Whether or not they could train well was another matter altogether.
If it wasn't practiced well, a Holy Knight would be a pile of sloppy trash. If it was practiced well, it would be an all-rounded Divine Profession.
In the professional arena, of course, you had to ensure an absolute win rate. This was a class that was difficult to train, slow to master, and the investment and rewards were not proportional. Naturally, not many people would specifically train this class.
As a result, the Paladin class rarely appeared in the professional arena …
The sudden appearance of such a class in the S-rank Pro League was quite surprising.
But everyone understood.
Even Grandmasters of Combat could enter the professional arena. Paladins were still slightly stronger than Grandmasters of Combat.
After the players from both sides went on stage, it was customary to introduce the players.
"Motley Crowd's player is called Evildoers Run Wild. His profession is a Grandmaster of Combat."
"The Templar Battle Team's player is called Templar Apostle. His class is Holy Knight."
Evildoers Run Wild had an outstanding record in a few competitions, and he was very unique. Everyone had a rather deep impression of him.
However, when it came to the introduction of Evildoers Run Wild's opponent, the audience suddenly became silent.
"Holy Apostle? Could it be that Holy Apostle? "
"F * ck! I thought that guy didn't come. "
Not only the audience, but even the experts of the various teams widened their eyes when they heard the words Holy Apostle.
According to the rules, every team had a minimum of twelve members, but only ten would go on stage. Other than the team leader, the rest were all substitutes.
Motley Crowd's members were sparse. It was already not easy to gather twelve people. Including the logistics members, there were not more than twenty people. In a competition of this level, it was really shabby.
For a top-level team like Nine States, the starting point was a twenty man team.
As a veteran team, Templar Battle Team had as many as two teams participating in this competition, and there were seven or eight substitutes.
In the previous few matches, the Templar Apostle had been hidden among the substitutes and was not part of the main lineup. That was why no one had noticed him during the introductions. However, who would have thought that the Templar Battle Team, who had lost three matches in a row, would actually swap him out during the intermission.
"It's him … Looks like Old Devil is not going to be easy this time."
Looking at the Holy Apostle on the stage, Wuji couldn't help but feel nervous.
"Is this guy very strong?" Wang Yu asked, puzzled.
Although Evildoers Run Wild's strength was not as good as Wang Yu's, Evildoers Run Wild was still Wang Yu's younger brother, so Wang Yu still had some understanding of his strength.
Among the younger generation, Evildoers Run Wild was considered to be a rare opponent. Other than Wang Yu himself, Evildoers Run Wild had rarely seen anyone who was a match for Evildoers Run Wild.
However, from what Wuji said, this Holy Apostle seemed to be stronger than Evildoers Run Wild.
"It's no longer enough to describe him as strong!"
In response to Wang Yu's question, Wuji frowned and said, "This guy can only be described as terrifying."
"How terrifying?"
"It's almost equivalent to you in the European server."
WuJi confidently said, "Moreover, he is also a master of the Templar Battle Team. The Templar Battle Team is named after his ID. Although the Templar Battle Team has wins and losses, this Templar Apostle has never lost a single battle. Even in a group battle, it would take at least three experts to suppress him. Even the Pantheon Temple would have a headache if they met him."
"Is that so?" Wang Yu heard this and could not help but look at the Holy Apostle in surprise.
Group battle was basically a 10v10 battle. More than three masters would join forces to suppress one person. This was almost equivalent to the strength of an ordinary person. From this, it could be seen that this Holy Apostle was very strong.
For an ordinary person to be able to play the game to this extent, his gaming talent was obvious.
Indeed, the world was big and full of strange things. He did not expect to meet such a strange person in a game.
Just when everyone was shocked by the sudden appearance of the Holy Apostle, the competition on the stage had already begun.
…
Although the Holy Apostle was a veteran master, Evildoers Run Wild was a local server businessman. His customer base were all local players. For players like Quanzhen who had some fame in the local server, Evildoers Run Wild could be familiar with them. As for foreign masters, he knew nothing about them. Naturally, he would not recognize the Holy Apostle.
After the competition began, Evildoers Run Wild swaggered over as usual.
Facing the approaching Evildoers Run Wild, the Holy Apostle's expression was very calm. He took out a talisman and stuck it on his scepter.
The scepter instantly turned into a shining golden totem. Immediately after, the Holy Apostle stuck the totem into the ground.
Swoosh!
A golden light spread from the totem. At the same time, the Holy Apostle's fist emitted a dazzling blue light.
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