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"It's okay, just try your best. Lao Sha is still very good, so he will definitely not take too much action."

When Wang Yan saw the expression of the Desert Emperor, the corner of his mouth immediately raised awkwardly, and then spoke out to change the subject and comforted Nini who fell to the ground and was extremely desperate.

Indeed, too.

The half-step S-level players are already terrifying enough, not to mention the top strong men who are the most popular in the half-step S-level players. Not to mention Nini, anyone who is drawn by the Desert Emperor will be despaired and desperate.

"Old Wang, you won't lie to me, are you?" Nini looked up at Wang Yan, blinked her eyes, and then thought about it and said, "That's right, I really can't beat you when I look back. I'll lie on the ground like you."

A big drop of cold sweat came from Wang Yan's forehead, "Ni Ni, you are a girl, even if you lose, you have to be more reserved."

This tomboy is really a good person who doesn't learn, but learns bad things. A girl's house always lies on the ground, so she won't be afraid of losing the face of your Father God? In fact, Wang Yan himself doesn't think about it. If the Father God feels embarrassing, the first person he wants to kill is Wang Yan.

Some monks who make friends with Wang Yan will most likely be led to be deviated.

"What do you think you should do?" Nini picked up the big stick, stood up, and looked at Wang Yan with a straightforward look. "Old Wang, when you met the two saints in the qualifiers, you used this trick, and finally pulled the two saints into the strange lotus platform..."

As soon as these words were said, the two saints' high men's faces changed immediately. They seemed to think of the scene that day again. The momentum immediately became a little colder, and their eyes poked at Wang Yan like a sharp blade.

Wang Yan was scared and sweated coldly, and he quickly interrupted, "Stop! Misunderstanding, that's all misunderstanding."

Just after that incident, the strength of the two saints has been improved at different levels. Now if we provoke revenge from the two saints again, Wang Yan will be unable to bear it.

If you fight against two, you are really not the opponent.

"Let's talk about the battle." Wang Yan wiped his cold sweat and didn't dare to let Nini talk nonsense anymore. He quickly found a few excuses to distract the topic.

The crowds were bustling on the spot, and the draws of the top 32 in the venue were also constantly under the rhetoric of these remarks.

Not long after, the lottery ended and a duel list was released.

Among them, the list of those drawn by the seed players are: "Satan Apostle, Harrison vs. Tianshan Assassin, Willy Hassan."

"Desert Emperor, Garness vs Monk, Nini."

"The Mayan Remnant, High Priest Belica vs. The Son of Light, Wright."

"Shiva goddess, Indira Brahmin vs. The late winter hunter, Perissa Nova."

"Master of Asceticism, Liu Wu Jue vs Sun Youmiao."

"The Glory of the Holy Light, Urisseth vs Spider Queen, Arenea."

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

"Red Tank, Christo Meyev vs Druid Wild Elder, Arnold Bear."

"Superwoman, Vera Danver vs. Ice Queen, Huangfu Nanlian."

"The Proud Son of God, Ampezonsho vs. The Prophet of God, Saladin Nuha."

"Son of Fire, Wang Yan vs. The Undead Wizard, Gabriel."

The remaining ten players who advanced, the list after the free lottery match were: "Dark Night Witch, Wuya Ange vs. Master of Scarlet Master, Kazan."

"Yiyue Sword, Gao Mingyue vs. Sword Immortal, Tchaikov."

"Prince of Light, Thunderbolt vs. Four-armed Rakshasa, Dijang."

"Holy Lady of Light, Lulu, Little Angel Babe vs Scarab, Harris."

"Dark Saint, Catherine vs. Lightning Lion, Gorene."

The duel list appears, and many advanced players who were drawn by the seed players were frustrated, obviously they were under great pressure to fight against the seed players next time.

Of course, there were also several people who were full of confidence and walked to their respective rest areas and secretly planned. Although the strength of half-step S-level seed players is unattainable for some people, if they prepare some trump cards, they can compete.

Among them, the one with the most confidence is the necromancer, Gabriel.

"The wizard... This wizard's life is so good." On the sidelines, Gabriel was in the gray robe, laughing secretly, his gloomy eyes shining with cold light.

His opponent is the son of flame, Wang Yan.

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

Although the difference between the two is only a small piece, this small piece is related to the use of the law, just like being stuck in the canyon gap between the peaks.

No matter how strong a person is within level A, if he loses this small step, his path forward will be blocked in front of this canyon and he will not be able to move forward half a step.

Gabriel was happy when he thought of this.

"I can't beat the half-step S-level seed player, and I can't beat you Wang Yan?" Gabriel thought to himself with joy.

I have prepared a powerful killer weapon for this competition. I was so miserable in the qualifiers that I gritted my teeth and couldn't bear to use it. I was waiting for this moment.

Hehehe...Son of Flame, you will be able to see what the real undead magic is!

Gabriel could not hide his joy, so he glanced at Wang Yan from afar, ran into the venue, and was ready to go.

Wang Yan was confused by the sight, "What's the excitement of this undead wizard? I'm so happy to play with him?"

Sure enough, these people who study undead witchcraft are all a little nervous.

At this time the draw ended, the contestants who were about to participate in the venue had their own ideas and walked to the off-field or lounge to take a break and prepare.

Among these areas, the combination atmosphere of the National African Bureau is the most harmonious.

"Master Liubujie, you, you are my senior, and you will not bully me later." Sun Youmiao held the small flower pot, pouted her mouth, and sat on the chair beside Wang Yan.

She is still very competitive. If she were other players who advanced, she would still feel that she had a little hope, but her opponent is a half-step S-level Six Bujie, so there is really no hope.

"Don't worry Miaomiao, Master Liubujie will not bully you. It is better to be lucky to draw him. If it were other opponents, I wouldn't worry." Wang Yan smiled and reached out to tease him. The saplings in the flowerpot in Sun Youmiao's arms were in her arms.

The cute human-shaped sapling in front of me seemed to be itchy with fingers, and the small canopy trembled slightly.

This tender and cute look never expected that after turning into a tree spirit guard, he would have such a huge body and extremely powerful destructive power.

"Little girl, you have a good talent and a high-level inheritance like the ancient ruthless. It's a rare opportunity now. Let me see how strong your strength is. I can also give you some guidance on the use of superpowers." Liu Bujie, who was sitting on the other side, did not wear a VR helmet this time. After getting serious, his eyes looked clean and thorough.

"Hmph, this is what you said." Sun Youmiao calmly after putting aside the victory or defeat, then showed the girl's unique sweet smile and waved her fist. "My plant army is very strong!"

"It doesn't matter. Little girl, you have any skills. Just use it, I will accept it all." Liubujie Lao Shen smiled, and he really had a master's style.

In the Guofei Bureau, Sun Youmiao is a descendant of a martyr. In addition, she is young and very cute, and is very cared for by the seniors of the Guofei Bureau. Liubujie is naturally no exception.

The three of them chatted for a while while talking and laughing. Sun Youmiao said that they would go and prepare and leave first.

Not long after time passed, host Sean returned to the venue again.

"The 32-strong duel will be held randomly. The next set of players will be..."

Soon, a randomly filtered list appears on the big screen.

"Red Tank, Christo Meyev vs Druid Wild Elder, Arnold Bear!"

"Let's invite half-step S-level seed player, Red Tank, Christo Meyev!" Host Sean's voice was loud, which attracted cheers from the audience.

Christo Meyev, a red tank from the Russian Polar Bear Secret Service, stood up in the seed seat and walked onto the ring with steady steps.

He is about 1.9 meters tall, and he is still wearing a simple military T-shirt today. His hair is cut very short, his face is 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 filled with the unique perseverance and fearlessness of soldiers.

He stood quietly on the ring, looking ahead, silently speaking, but before he knew it, the noisy audience in the entire venue quieted down.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by him, as if he had a majesty that was innate and indifferent to him.

"This feeling is like when I was a child, I went to the zoo and saw a lion walking out of the iron cage." Wang Yan praised.

Although this red tank has been very low-key these days and never shows his presence, at this moment, he is standing on the ring, and his majesty from the inside out is enough to make any opponent feel scared. This kind of power that seems to be natural and does not require any proof.

Seed players such as Wang Yan were still sitting in the seed seats on the sidelines, not far from each other, and soon his words aroused responses from others.

"That guy is more than just powerful, he is simply distorted!" Supergirl Vera Denver frowned, as if he had remembered some unfavorable memories.

"And, that guy's self-healing ability is even more exaggerated than mine." Blood Wolton also looked worried, "If he becomes serious, he will be like a monster."

No? Wang Yan was a little scared. The werewolf’s self-healing ability is terrible.

One is a superwoman like a female Tyrannosaurus, and the other is a blood wolf Walton, who is a monster. How could these two people say that others are perverts and others are monsters?

How strong should the other party be?

"Haha, don't you know the Son of Fire? Russia often competes for territory with Midi and European countries, so there will be some minor friction occasionally." On the other side, the Holy Knight Urisse, smiled gloatingly, "The Superwoman was once dropped from the air to the ground by a red tank, and the Blood Wolf was punched into Mudbari by the other party."

Wang Yan was shocked again. This is more than just a strong person, he is so strong that he is violent?

Wang Yan has witnessed the strength of Superwoman and Blood Wolf with his own eyes, and can defeat these two strong men. It seems that this red tank is really not good at appearance!

"Haha, how much better are you than us?" Supergirl snorted coldly and counterattacked, "Isn't the 'Holy Shield', which is known as invincible, blown up?"

"It seemed that he was vomiting blood at that time." The blood wolf followed the trend and fought back angrily.

"That, I was careless..." Facing his old opponent, Yuri Seth spread his hands helplessly, "Okay, okay, I admit that I am not his opponent in terms of strength."

"Among us half-step S-level players, the red tank has the strongest power." On the other side, one of the favorites to win the championship, the desert emperor Ganeshers spoke lightly, and said as he turned his face to the side.

It was this small move that made Wang Yan's eyes widen.

Even if others forget it, even Ganeshers is like this. There are too many glorious deeds of this red tank?

As expected, low-key is the most gorgeous show-off.

This time I have really gained some knowledge. It seems that after becoming a psychic, I still have too little experience. There are still many things and powerful opponents that I have never encountered.

As if with some purpose of confirmation, Wang Yan turned his gaze to Liu Bujie, who had not spoken.

"Uh, Lao Wang, don't look at me. My monks rely on technology, not power to fight." Liu Bujie said, and turned his eyes elsewhere, with some flashes in his eyes.

hiss!

Wang Yan understood this time that Christo Meyev, known as the red tank, was indeed not easy to mess with.

It can also be seen that every half-step S-level player, regardless of strength, background, qualifications, or daily task level, is much higher than that of ordinary A-level psychics, and must not be despised at all.

Suddenly, a heavy sound of treading on the ground suddenly came from the contestant's passage.

Everyone's eyes turned, and it turned out that the wild druid elder, Arnold Giant Bear, who had transformed into a giant bear, was slowly walking out of the interior of the venue.

Then, many people's expressions froze, their eyes became dull, and they looked at Arnold Giant Bear stupidly.

This is this?

What is this situation?

That's OK?

Isn't this too exaggerated?

A few seconds later, an uproar broke out from the stands.

"Damn! No? That's OK?"

"This is obviously cheating. He's like this. How can I play this game?"

"Arnold Bear, you are an elder, so you can't be more reserved?"

"Over it! Too much."

Similar words were like tsunami in the stands, rising and falling one after another.

Even Wang Yan widened his eyes and looked in disbelief. Is it really good to participate in the competition in this way?
Chapter completed!