What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

Chapter 196-195- Being treated as a boss
Upon hearing the news, there was a commotion from behind.

"Calm down!" the squad leader shouted: "Isn't he just a Dominic? No matter how strong he is, he will still lose a piece of meat if he beats so many of us!"

He turned and looked at the students behind him: "Everyone, please don't forget the real purpose of our trip. Now Dominic is the strongest in Class A. As long as we use up his energy, we will not be far from the success of our plan!" "

"Now, please follow my footsteps to defeat him!"

"Oh!"

A group of people raised their swords and staffs high, with high fighting spirit. It seemed that to them, bullying the smaller ones was not something to be ashamed of, but rather, it was a matter of course.

Even though they were thousands of miles apart, of course this was a bit exaggerated, even though they were separated by hundreds of meters, their words reached Duomi's ears along with the breath of the wind.

No matter how good his hearing was, it was really hard not to hear a group of people shouting suddenly in such a quiet forest.

Even though he knew that everyone in Class C was going to cause trouble for him, Duomi still sat cross-legged and motionless, as if he didn't know about it yet.

Xiao Hong: "It seems that the situation of Dominic's player is not optimistic. Although his personal strength is strong, he may not be able to survive in the face of such a large number of people from Class C."

Xiao Lan holds the opposite opinion to his colleagues:

"I do believe that the Dominican players can beat them, at least they won't fall behind."

"Oh? Why do you say that? Is there any basis for it?"

"Do you still remember that a few weeks ago, during the battle between Dominic player and senior Alger, he used an unknown earth spell with considerable power and range. If there is such a spell to help, I think C Everyone in the class will definitely be disappointed."

Xiaohong looked like she suddenly realized: "That's a synthetic spell created by the Blofeld family's unique magic talent. It's really convenient and easy to use. In that case, let's wait and see!"

The flag is surrounded by a blank snowfield without any cover, and on the outside of the snowfield are layers of pine forests.

At this moment, a "swishing" sound suddenly came from the top of the pine tree. Immediately afterwards, three teams and a total of nine players fell from the top of the tree, surrounding Duomi.

There was no talkative phase that villains often have. The mages of Class C immediately took a step back, the staffs in their hands began to condense magic power, and they chanted obscure spells in their mouths, which were the prelude to the chanting of powerful spells.

The melee professionals stepped forward in unison, drawing out their swords, spears and shields. Their eyes were firmly locked on Domi, but they did not attack, waiting for Domi to make the first move.

Duomi slowly stood up, but still didn't open his eyes. He knew what the other party was going to do just by listening to the voice.

"Do you want to consume my energy?"

"Then I will tell you what futility means."

"Arrogant!" the squad leader shouted angrily from behind, and then the blazing pillar of fire that had been brewing in the staff poured out like a volcano erupting!

At the same time, powerful spells came from all directions and flew towards Duomi. There were also plant mages who summoned vines to come out of the ground and wrapped around Duomi's ankles, making him unable to move...

It seems so.

Is it hopeless?

No, there is never a desperate situation in the world, only people who feel desperate about their situation.

Duomi slowly raised his hand, and a flash of light flew out from his palm and pierced into the squad leader's shoulder blade.

Duomi disappeared from Class C's sight in an instant, and when he saw him again, he was already standing behind him.

"When?!"

"The differences between people are not just simple distinctions like ABCD." Pfft!

Ye Lu pulled it out ruthlessly, and then in a fleeting 0.1 second, he threw it again and stabbed into the thigh bone of another person. The Flying Thunder God triggered another flash, and instantly knocked the person to the ground.

At this time, he was like a ghost wandering through the battlefield at will. Every flash of his body would take away an opponent's life.

The most confused ones are the four warriors who surrounded Domi just now. How come the person who was in front of them just now went behind them in the blink of an eye and completely cut off his own back row?
Moreover, Duomi's method of killing people is extremely decisive and superb. He will kill with one strike and will never give his opponent a chance to strike again. This is the confidence that his half-step to the top assassination technique gives him.

In just five seconds, only four of them were left in the originally full team of nine people. Killing one person in one second, is this really the level that people of the same grade should have?She’s a super model! ?

The remaining four people looked at each other, nodded, and then roared and launched a final decisive charge towards Domi.

And when they came to the closest distance, almost everyone failed to see clearly the speed of Duomi's punches, and only heard four bangs, bangs, bangs...

"Uh……"

"what……"

In another instant, the four of them fell to the ground simultaneously, with synchronicity comparable to that of Pacific Rim mecha pilots.

At this time, Duomi stood with his hands behind his back, his hair and windbreaker blown by the strong wind, his eyes tightly closed from beginning to end, making him as mysterious and powerful as an expert hermit.

"It's not even a warm-up."

When the matter is over, he brushes off his clothes and leaves without asking about merit or fame.

Witnessing this scene with my own eyes, even Xiao Lan, who sang well from the beginning, didn’t know what to say.

She thought Duomi could win, but she didn't expect that winning would be so easy, like squeezing a few ants to death.

This is Class C. Although it is only Class C, it is not a rotten fish. Is it really okay to be wiped out so easily?
"The game is over!" Xiao Lan immediately came to his senses: "Let us congratulate Class A for winning this qualifying match and successfully maintaining their dominance!"

But the applause never came, and the audience in the stands were silent or whispering.

"This is not fair at all. How can a player born as a commoner compare to someone from a noble family..."

"Obviously he's just a villain who sucks people's blood."

"That's right, why should such a person deserve my applause..."

The sound in the audience became more and more noisy, and even Xiaolan and Xiaohong didn't know how to end it.

The large projection screen was removed, revealing the yellow sand inside the arena and the AC class students standing on it, except for those players who were 'killed' in the illusion.

The people in Class C looked confused, and so did the people in Class A. It seemed like they had won without doing anything. The win was inexplicable, and there were applause and cheers. Shouldn't the winner enjoy these gadgets?Where have they all gone?

As the initiator of everything, Duomi just looked indifferent or indifferent.

He doesn't need these vanities to set himself off.

Smile.

Then he walked alone in the direction of the passage, disappearing into the darkness again under the eyes of everyone with disgust or contempt, until the next battle...

(End of this chapter)