The Domestic Hero

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"It's okay, just try your best. Lao Sha is still very good, and he won't be too heavy."

Seeing the expression of the desert emperor, Wang Yan immediately raised his lips in embarrassment, and then immediately began to divert the topic, comforting Nini, who fell to the ground and despaired.

Indeed it is.

The half-step S-class players are scary enough, not to mention the top champions in the half-step S-class, which have the highest voice to win the championship. Not to mention Nini, whoever was drawn by the desert emperor was disheartened.

"Lao Wang, won't you lie to me?" Nini raised her head to look at Wang Yan, blinked her eyes, and then thought about her bright eyes. "Yes, I really can't beat you back. Lying on the ground. "

A big drop of cold sweat, from under the corner of Wang Yan's forehead, "Nini, you are a girl, even if you lose, you have to be restrained."

This female man is really good to learn, not to learn the bad, a girl's family, lying on the ground without moving, not afraid of losing your father and god's face? In fact, Wang Yan himself did not want to think about it. If Father Father felt embarrassing, the first thing to kill was his Wang Yan.

Most of the monks who make friends with Wang Yan will be led away.

"Then what do you say?" Nini picked up the big stick and stood up, looking at Wang Yan with a straight face. "Lao Wang, when you met the two virgins in the qualifiers, you used This move finally pulled the two saints into the eccentric lotus ... "

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the two saints suddenly changed, and they seemed to think of the scene that day. They were instantly cold, and their eyes poked at Wang Yan like sharp blades.

Wang Yan was frightened with cold sweat, and quickly interrupted, "Stop and stop! Misunderstanding, that is all misunderstanding."

That matter has just passed, and the strength of the two saints has been improved at different levels. Now if he provokes the revenge of the two saints again, his Wang Yan is really overwhelmed.

With one enemy and two, it is really not an opponent.

"Let's talk about the battle." Wang Yan wiped his cold sweat, and now he dared not let Ninihu talk, and quickly found excuses to divert the topic.

The crowd watching the competition was bustling, and the top 32 draws at the venue were also constantly in the midst of these endless discussions.

It did n’t take long for the draw to end, and a list of duels was released.

Among them, the lists drawn by the seed players are: "Satan Apostle, Harrison VS Tianshan Assassin, Willie Hassan."

"Desert Emperor, Ganethus vs. Monk, Nini."

"Mayan survivors, high priest Berika vs. Son of Light, Wright."

"Goddess Shiva, Indira Brahmin VS Long Winter Hunter, Berissa Nova."

"Master ascetic, Liu Bujie VS Sun Youmiao."

"Holy Light, Ulysses VS Queen of Spiders, Arenia."

"Blood Wolf, Walton vs. Golden Lion Sword, August."

"Red tank, Cristo Mayev VS Druid Wild Elders, Arnold Giant Bear."

"Superwoman, Vera Denver VS Queen of Ice, Huangfu Nanlian."

"Pride of God, Ampezong Xiu VS Prophet of the Holy Spirit, Saladin Nuha."

"Son of Flame, Wang Yan VS Necromancer, Gabriel."

The remaining ten promoted players, the list after the free draw match is: "Night Witch, Uya Ange VS Head Down Master, Kazan."

"Invite Moon Sword, Gao Mingyue VS Jian Xian, Tchaikov."

"Prince Bright, Lei Bang VS Four-arm Raksha, Dijan."

"Virgin Lady, Lulu, the little angel Babe vs Scarab, Harris."

"Dark Lady, Catherine VS Lightning Mad Lion, Goring."

The duel list appeared, and many of the promoted players who were drawn by the seed players were frustrated. Obviously, there was great pressure on the next game against the seed players.

Of course, there were also a few ambitions who walked to their respective rest areas and secretly brewed. For half-step S-level seed players, their strength is unattainable for some people, but if they prepare some cards, they can also compete.

Among them, the most confident is the Necromancer, Gabriel.

"Beep, blame ... This wizard's life is so good." Gabriel, in the gray robe, secretly chuckled, a pair of eerie eyes flashing cold light.

His opponent is the son of flame, Wang Yan.

Although Wang Yan is also a seed player, after all, his strength has not reached the level of a half-step S-level. Compared with those who win the championship, the cultivation and accumulation are still a bit worse.

Although the difference between the two is only a small part, but this small part is related to the application of the law, as if it is stuck in the mountain valley and the mountain valley gap.

Anyone who is more powerful within the A-level, after this short cut, the road of progress will be blocked in front of this canyon, unable to advance half a step.

Gabriel was happy when he thought of this.

"I can't beat the half-step S-level seed player, can I still beat you Wang Yan?" Gabriel was ecstatic.

But for this competition, I prepared a powerful killer. I was so miserable in the qualifiers, and I was not able to grind my teeth. Waiting for this moment.

Hey, hey ... Son of Flame, let you see what you see in a moment, what is the real magic of undead!

Gabriel couldn't hide the joy in his heart. He glanced at Wang Yan from afar, and ran into the meeting room, and the dark council lounge was ready to go.

Wang Yan looked a little puzzled, "What kind of stimulation is this Necromancer, so happy to play against yourself?"

Sure enough, these people who study undead witchcraft are a bit neurotic.

At this time the draw is over. The players who are about to participate in the venue have their own thoughts, and they have come to the field or the lounge to take a rest and prepare.

Among these regions, the pair of SAA has the most harmonious atmosphere.

"Master Liu Bujie, you, you are my predecessor, and you will not be allowed to bully me for a while." Sun Youmiao hugged the small flower pot and grunted, sitting on a chair beside Wang Yan.

She is still very strong, and if she changes to other advanced players, she still feels that there is a little hope, but the opponent is a half-step S-class six, and there is really no hope.

"Miao Miao, don't worry, Master Liubujie will not bully you. It's only right if you can draw him out of good luck. I can't rest assured if I change to other opponents." Wang Yan smiled and reached out to tease him. , Sun Youmiao embraced the small sapling in the flower pot.

The sprouting humanoid sapling in front of him seemed to be tickled by his fingers, and the small tree crown shook slightly.

This immature and cute look makes no one think of it. After transforming into a tree guard, he would have such a huge body and powerful destructive power.

"Little girl, your talent is very good, and there are high-level inheritances such as Gudruid. It is a rare opportunity now. Let the poor monks see how strong your strength is, and the poor monks can do it for you. Give instructions on the use of some abilities. "Liu Bujie, who was sitting on the other side, did not wear a VR helmet this time, but after a serious look, his eyes were clean and thorough.

"Hum, that's what you said." Sun Youmiao was calm after throwing away the victory and defeat, and then showed the girl's unique sweet smile, and waved a small fist. "My army of plants, but it is very strong!"

"It doesn't matter, little girl, what skills do you have, even if you make it out, the poor monk will take it all in." Liu Bujie Lao God smiled, and he really had a master's style.

In the National African Affairs Bureau, Sun Youmiao is a descendant of the Martyrs, and she is very young and very cute. She is very loved by the seniors of the National African Affairs Bureau.

The three of them chatted for a while while talking and laughing. Sun Youmiao said that she had to prepare and go first.

Shortly after the time passed, the host Sean returned to the field again.

"The thirty-two strong matchups are conducted randomly, and the next group of contestants is ..."

Soon, the randomly selected list is displayed on the big screen.

"Red tank, Kristo Mayev VS Druid Wild Elder, Arnold Giant Bear!"

"Let's have half-step S-class seed players, red tanks, Christophe Meyev!" The host Sean's voice was high, which attracted cheers from the audience.

The red tank from the Russian Polar Bear Secret Service, Christo Meev, stood up in the seed seat and walked steadily into the ring.

He is about one and a half meters tall, and he is still wearing a simple military T-shirt today. His hair is cut short, his face is sharp and angular, and the lines of the muscles under the T-shirt are clear and clear.

Although he was wearing a pair of sunglasses, he could still feel that his gaze was full of perseverance and fearlessness unique to soldiers.

He stood so quietly on the ring, looking in front of him, quietly speaking, but unknowingly made the hustle and bustle of the entire venue quiet.

Everyone's eyes were attracted to him in the past, as if he had a kind of majesty on his body, which was innate and could not be ignored.

"This feeling is like I went to the zoo when I was a kid and saw a lion walking out of the iron cage." Wang Yanzhu claimed a compliment.

Although this red tank has been very low-key these days, he has never brushed his presence, but at this moment, he stands on the ring, the kind of majesty from the inside out, enough to make any opponent feel terrified. Natural tyranny first, without any proof.

The seed players Wang Yan still sit on the seed seats on the sidelines, not far from each other, and soon his words caused others to respond.

"That guy is more than powerful, it's just a pervert!" Superwoman Vera Denver frowned, as if remembering something that was not very good.

"Moreover, the guy's self-healing ability is even more exaggerated than me." The blood wolf Walton also looked sad. "If he is serious, he is like a monster."

Isn't it? Wang Yan was a little scared. The werewolf's ability to heal itself was terrible.

One is a female superhero like a female tyrannosaurus, and one is a blood wolf Walton who is a monster. These two people would even say that other people are perverted and others are monsters?

How strong must the other party be?

"Oh, don't you know the Son of Flame? Russia often competes with Midi and Europe and other countries, so occasionally there will be a little friction." On the other side, Holy Knight Ulysses smiled happily. He was hit by a red tank from the air to the ground, and the blood wolf was once punched into the mud by the opponent. "

Wang Yan was startled again. This is not only strong, but it is so strong.

The strength of the female superhero and the blood wolf, but Wang Yan has seen it with his own eyes, and can make these two powerful men deflate. It seems that this red tank can't look like it!

"Oh, where are you better than us?" Superwoman snorted coldly, and counterattacked, "Isn't the invincible" Holy Shield Skill "already exploded?"

"It seemed to be vomiting blood at the time." The blood wolf also fought back against the wind angrily.

"That, it's my care ..." Facing the old opponent to reveal the old bottom, Ulysses gave up his hands helplessly, "Well, well, I admit that I am not his opponent in terms of strength."

"Among our half-step S-class players, the red tank is the strongest." On the other side, one of the champions of the championship, the desert emperor Ganeses spoke lightly, saying that he would put his face away.

It was this small movement that made Wang Yan's eyes wide.

Even if others, even Ganeses, this red tank has too many glorious deeds, right?

Sure enough, it is the most gorgeous display.

This time, I have learned a lot. It seems that after becoming a power player, my qualifications are still too shallow. There are still many things and powerful opponents that I have never encountered.

It seems that with some verification purpose, Wang Yan turned his attention to Liu Wujie who had never spoken.

"Uh, Pharaoh, don't look at poor monks. Poor monks fight by technology, not strength." Liu Bujie said, turning his eyes elsewhere, his eyes seemed to flash.

hiss!

Wang Yan understood this time, and Kristo Mayev, known as the Red Tank, was really not easy to mess with.

It can also be seen that every second and a half of the S-level player hands, regardless of strength, background and qualifications, or the level of daily tasks, are much higher than ordinary A-level abilities, absolutely must not be underestimated.

Suddenly, a heavy grounding sound suddenly came from the player's channel.

Everyone's eyes turned away. The wild Druid elder, Arnold Giant Bear, who had turned into a giant bear, was slowly coming out of the venue.

Then, many people's expressions froze directly, their eyes dull, and looked at Arnold Giant Bear foolishly.

This, this?

What is this scenario?

Is this okay?

Is this too exaggerated?

A few seconds later, there was an uproar in the stands.

"Fuck! Isn't it? That's okay?"

"It's obviously cheating. He's all like this. How can I still play this game?"

"Arnold Giant Bear, anyway, you are also an elder, can't you hold back a little?"

"Too much! Too much."

Similar words, like a tsunami in the stands, were endless after another.

Even Wang Yan's eyes widened, revealing an unbelievable look. Is it really good to participate in the competition in this way?

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