The Domestic Hero

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"Quiet, please be quiet."

In the center of the venue, the host Sean was in formal attire, stepping on a flying skateboard and hovering in front of the teams of contestants from various countries.

He cleared his throat, deliberately lowered his voice, and in a tone full of mysterious emphasis, announced: "Next, I will announce the fourth to ninth qualifiers, and finally the top three of the holy tools!"

The audience was full of excitement, but it quickly subsided.

All the crowds who watched the game listened and listened, especially among the 300 top-ranking players, some of the top strong players with stronger strength and points were extremely nervous at this time.

Now the standings are still not open, which means that every top strongman is likely to enter the top nine. Even if you can't get the holy weapon, as long as you can enter the top nine, the reward is also sky-high.

Time seemed to stand still, the surroundings were quiet, and even the wind from the sea could be heard clearly.

Everyone was anxious and annoyed, but they had to keep quiet, patiently, waiting for the host to announce.

Some eager viewers are already crazy in their hearts, "Where is the trick learned in this competition group? The competition not only shuts down the point system, but now it is so appetizing and really fun!"

"Winning the qualifiers, the ninth place is ..." The host Sean intentionally paused for a few more seconds, seeing the effect is almost the same, then smiled slightly, and slowly said, "From the Australian Superpower Council, Scarab, 254 points, Harris! "

"Mr. Harris, please come forward!"

"Wow!" There was enthusiastic applause immediately at the scene, and the entire Australian viewing area was boiling.

Amidst the hustle and bustle, Harris walked out of the queue, his whole body wrapped in scarlet beetle-shaped armor, the wing of the back slightly vibrated, and slowly fell behind Sean.

At this time, Harris' body armor shone with silver, and the sun shone like a human-shaped beetle. It looked mighty and powerful, as if it had infinite power.

"I know him. Harris is 42 years old this year, a beetle gene mutant, and he has reached the level of A + three years ago. He is powerful, and he is also a talented physicist and inventor." The audience of Harris shouted excitedly.

"I heard that his armor, which uses scarabs as a template, is a product of his own research and development. It contains a variety of weapons and equipment, which makes his powerful defense and penetration capabilities reach a metamorphosis. So far , His defense has not been broken by anyone! "

"His, so defensive?"

Wang Yan can naturally hear the conversation on the sidelines and can't help but sigh, "It seems that Harris, as the core pillar of the young generation in Australia, can get the ninth place and deserve it."

"There are indeed strong organizations in other countries, but Pharaoh, you and Lei Hong, Nan Lian, An Ge and Gao Mingyue are not weaker than them. There must be someone among you who can enter the top nine!" The cognition and perception of power already has its own set of standards.

"Amitabha, the little monk believes in the strength of our National African Bureau." The same is true of Wu Bujie.

"I also believe that our State-African Bureau is the best!" Armed with saplings on the side, Sun Youmiao also raised a powder fist, his voice full of energy echoed.

The morale of the members of the National African Affairs Bureau is high, and the readout of the host, Sean, on the other side did not stop.

"The eighth place comes from the casual repair team, the Tianshan assassin who scored 267 points, Willie Hassan!"

"Hey, hey ... everybody, everybody!" The mighty Hassan, who was wearing a tight night suit, came out from the end of the team and waved his hand with a smile.

Especially when he saw Suzuki Haru in Dongying's team, he even shouted specially, "Mu Mu Jiang, I'm here!"

Naive, he thought that after 40 years of being single, he finally ushered in the spring, and he could deliver such a pure and lovely loli girlfriend, which can be said to be a nostalgia for God.

However, he was far from aware that Suzuki's bright eyes flashed a dark belly.

After all, it is harder for a otaku who has been practicing alone in Tianshan for thirty-two years to distinguish between a pseudo-girl who sells more cute than a girl, and a real girl.

"Huh, how could such a person get the eighth?"

"You look at him, the smile is so frivolous! The expression is so good ~ Flow!"

"Gosh, is God blind, no, wait, the old lady can't look anymore, the old lady's eyes are almost blind."

The crowds watching the game at the venue, one-sided negative talk, especially the female audience, Jane reached the point of full of indignation.

Should n’t it be the tall and handsome male with a good appearance who won the high ranking? Why is this humble guy?

The SAA team also complained and questioned, but Wang Yan spoke a different voice.

"Don't underestimate him, like this kind of large-scale melee, he has an advantage over assassins who are good at hiding and ambushing sneak attacks."

Nowadays, Wang Yan has become more and more mature in grasping battles and strength. He knows that certain battles cannot really be won by being handsome, nor can he judge the winning or losing of a battle just by looking at the strength level.

The level of power can only represent the strength of the power possessed by the power, the power is dead, but the person who uses this power is alive.

Low-level abilities, defeating or even killing abilities that are stronger than their own. Such deeds are numerous in history. Wang Yan ’s own experience of nine deaths and a lifetime is a good example.

In response to the complaints from the crowd, Sean announced the seventh place.

"The seventh advancer, with 279 points, is from the European Super League, known as the witch hunter, the captain of the European Union, the monster butcher, Denov!"

Genov's silver-gray hair was simply tied behind his head, and there were two shocking scratches on his left face, which were both vicissitudes and serious.

He was wearing a brown leather coat with two long swords behind him. It is said that one was a silver sword mixed with mithral silver, which was used to slaughter the demon, and the other iron sword was used to kill people. There was a set of crossbows and silver daggers hanging around his waist, which looked like a hunter from ancient times.

He was silent, stepping out of the queue, and exuded a dangerous breath all around him. He simply glanced around, which caused a lot of people watching the game to sweat.

"I am obedient that he has a real ability. He was originally a nobleman from Poland. When his parents were offended when he was young, he was attacked by a witch-controlled monster and the whole family was slaughtered."

"Huh, it's so miserable, the last fire even with the family's corpse capital could not be found."

"I heard that he was wounded by an old butler who was seriously injured and sent to a monastery to survive. Later, he taught himself the ancient means of demonization and vowed revenge to kill all the witches and monsters who committed crimes."

The dialogue between the crowd watching the match naturally came to the ears of Wang Yan and others.

In the queue of the National African Affairs Bureau, the thunder and thunder that had been silent and cold, the eyes narrowed slightly, nodded, and agreed to spit out the word: "The strong."

"It looks like a means." Wang Yan also looked at it a few times, and found that the other party was fierce in appearance, restrained, and did not have any extra movements on his way. The whole body implied a strong explosive force, and he knew him at a glance This skill is exactly the result of fighting with monsters all the year round.

Like Assassin Willie, in the vast Sahara, dealing with most inexperienced contestants should be easier for him than dealing with cunning monsters.

Dénov walked quietly, and the sound of the entire venue seemed to be suppressed because of his appearance.

The eyes of all the crowds who watched the game followed him, as if still imagining what a thrilling story was behind him.

Suddenly, two icy eyes swept onto Denov's body, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became dignified.

It turned out that on the left and right sides of Denov were the two camps of the Light Holy See and the Dark Council. At this time, the two sons standing at the front of the team just turned their eyes on Denov.

The crowds watching around the game seemed to feel the change of atmosphere, staring breathlessly and watching quietly.

Just when the audience was caught by surprise, Jenov's eyes swept the two sons left and right, his face suddenly softened, and he chuckled and laughed.

"Oh, Stuge, Wright, come here and smoke a cigarette. I was lucky this time and got the seventh place. I'm really embarrassed."

He also took out a box of Marlboro from the weapon bag in the lower back, handed one to the two sons, and said, "If the younger brother has a task, he will walk to the two realms, and it will be troublesome for him to walk."

"Your smoke, it's a little bad." Bright Son Wright, taking a sip with the fire from Denov, squinted and said, "Go back and try the camel brand, the smoke is good."

On the other side, the Dark Son slowly breathed out smoke, glanced at Jenov in front of him, and waved his hand, "Okay, let's go, busy you."

"Okay, okay, brother, take a step first." Genov waved goodbye with a grin and walked all the way behind the host Sean, leaving countless crowds watching, stunned at the scene.

"He turned out to be such a strong man!"

The whole venue was quiet, and the audience was stunned.

In the lineup of the National African Affairs Bureau, bursting bears and Scuds, etc., also had rounded eyes, wide open mouths, and petrochemicals on the spot.

This strong contrast between before and after, not only made the audience unexpected, Jane reached the point where the fart rolls.

"Uh, this, how much is a kind of ability." Wang Yan's mouth twitched awkwardly.

If you want to survive and develop, you can't have individual strength alone, you still have to have power behind it. The European Union is sandwiched between the Light Holy See and the Dark Parliament. It's really not good to pretend not to be a younger brother.

Feeling the changes in the scene, and the attention of the people, the two sons have a sense of superiority in life, and they are born.

Inadvertently, the two looked at each other, nodded to each other, and chuckled.

The laugh of the two sons was terrible, and the crowd watching the whole scene was ignorant.

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