In front of the computer, the little girl took out a Death Note and quickly jotted down a page.

After a set of half health, Wushen finally calculated the damage protection and stood up.

"Unyielding will, weakness perception, domineering armor..."

The God of War opens his body and becomes fearless.

But Hongyan is also a veteran. After pulling out the three-stage chop, he added a high jump and kept jumping around in the air.

"Tornado Kick, Shenglong Fist!"

The God of War directly struck the rising dragon, knocking down the red eye in the air.

"Uppercut, strong punch, basic attack,... back throw!"

After Yu Qing easily connected with the red eye, he used his special move again.

"Didi-"

There was a clear sound, and the sweet potato on the ring disappeared.

Ji Ba Mao: "???"

The little hands are so white: "These two guys, how can they laugh at fifty steps and laugh at a hundred steps?"

all kill!

Seeing that he could easily control the two ghost swordsmen, Yu Qing touched his chin and nodded secretly.

The offline gauntlet really lives up to its reputation, not to mention that now that the signal grid has been changed, the network is surprisingly unstable and the connection drops frequently.

At this time, Asura also came up.

The young man said: "Damn, that's a rubbish game. I have 4M fiber optics and can still get disconnected. What a big deal."

As a proud aristocrat, he would not be obedient and strike hard just because the game GM was present.

Then, the second game.

Blue Fist vs Paladin.

On the field, two wretched uncles were testing, circling, and fighting for their lives.

Within half a minute, he was killed again.

Indifferent Blue Fist: "Civil war among priests, daddy is too strong."

Leaving Sadness: "Well, no need to explain, I understand."

Yu Qing nodded. Among the three priests, the Paladin PK is definitely the best. Otherwise, the first fighting competition would not be a gray one.

It's his turn again.

Yu Qing loosened his knuckles and began to fight against Ji Ba Mao's holy knight.

The other party is also a PK master, with a rank of Red Lord 6, and is equipped with top-notch equipment, otherwise it would be impossible for him to sit in the position of Vice-President of Fighting Soul.

However, Ah Mao didn't know what kind of cunning villain he was facing.

If the first one doesn't get stuck when it's thrown on its back, let's try a few more.

"...Back throw!"

The God of Valkyrie threw him over his shoulder again, knocking the eggshell Paladin to death.

Another easy win.

Immediately afterwards, Lan Quan came on stage again, facing off against the weakest Zun 1 machine.

He didn't last long before he was bombarded by mechanical explosions and died on the street.

Indifferent Lan Quan: "Mechanical PK is too cumbersome and difficult to fight..."

Leaving Sadness: “Really?”

Yu Qing was a little confused. Didn't he say that the blue boxer who knew how to play had no natural enemies?

However, in the next few games, this blue boxer did not hit a single one, but he could still feel confident and find reasons to defend himself.

Every time, I won the second place and lost the fourth place...

At this time, Yu Qing finally came to his senses.

How can this indifferent Lan Quan be a PK master? He is obviously just a rookie!

He really believed the other party’s evil intentions!

There is no other way, Yu Qing can only go on stage personally and transform into the mysterious power again.

After four or five disconnections in a row, everyone's faces looked suspicious.

Damn it, is this going to bring the god of plague down to earth?

How can I fight him so well, only to be disconnected after a fall from my back?

Finally, the well-informed Brother Tiandi discovered the problem and said angrily: "Damn, the dog is sad, can you not change weapons midway!"

He discovered that when the opponent was performing combos, the gloves he was wearing were suddenly replaced by an epic gauntlet.

Na Ping lost Aiqing: "Hey, why did I get disconnected? It turned out to be Qinglong Tenghai!"

In front of the computer, the red-haired young man was so angry that he suddenly transformed into an e-sports pianist, adding C language.

He had encountered this weapon once before. There was a Poison King before. After a brick attack, he followed it with Fuhu Overlord Fist.

As soon as the earthquake special effect came on, the whole screen was shaken. The picture was so shocking that it left a deep impression on my memory.

Then, the person being abused went offline...

Leaving sadness: "I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!"

Yu Qing directly denied Sanlian. He would not admit it even if he was beaten to death.

He quickly switched to the spectator mode and watched a group of happy little 2B rookies pecking each other in the spirit fighting group.

On the field, Asura vs Paladin.

The two were fighting back and forth, and it was hard to tell who was better.

"Fudomyoou Formation!"

After delaying for a long time, Asura caught the remaining paladin, raised his arm, and pulled him up.

In the picture, the Immovable King Formation is formed, and the beads on Asura's head are spinning crazily.

At the same time, the white lightning in the sky also struck down crazily one after another.

"Hahahahaha, there are always blind people who don't believe in evil. The king of Fudo will survive the thunder tribulation... Dad is laughing so hard."

"Brother Blind, he is so brave!"

In front of the computer, Yu Qing and his friends were shocked when they saw such a famous scene.

"Uh-huh~"
Chapter completed!