Wang Dao asked the cuckold boy to sit down and teased: "Since you are a junior rank, then I will let you have three minutes." ”

The cuckold boy nodded gratefully, and the two of them turned on the computer provided by the organizer on the left and right, and on the big screen in the center of the auditorium, the game interface with a sense of science and technology was slowly displayed.

【Welcome to the Supreme Wonderland】

Lucky cuckold boy, junior number, 89 points.

Powerful Supreme Sword King, god level, points + 999999 points.

The contrast was so tragic that those who saw it wept sadly.

The two sides operated their respective keyboards and mouses, and after 8 minutes of fighting, it ended with the cuckold boy fiasco and the cuckold landing.

Although the game was lost, the boy was not discouraged, and excitedly held the sword king's hand and paw: "Thank you!" I know you're letting me. You god-level number, you could have killed me in four minutes, and you deliberately delayed it to 8 minutes, I appreciate your kindness. ”

Wang Dao pulled the corners of his mouth, his tone seemed to be looking at the junior, and encouraged: "You can't bully the small with the big, come on, young man, you are still very promising." ”

With the encouragement from his idol, the cuckold boy suddenly had tears in his eyes and walked back to his seat excitedly.

He had never been so lucky in his life, he was favored by the Sword King, and the Sword King humbly released the water.

In the first row of seats, Cheng Jingze muttered: "The Sword King is really ruthless and kind, no matter what rank the opponent is, he treats everyone equally, and he deliberately released water just now to take care of the player's self-esteem." ”

Fu Qi shook his head: "It's just using water release to cover up the reality of declining strength." ”

Fu Qi hasn't played much online games.

I just observed the hand speed of Wang Dao when playing games, which is very consistent with the hand speed of a middle-aged single man.

But to say that this hand speed beats 99% of the world's players is really unscientific.

Soon, Wang Dao picked a second lucky viewer. Luckily, the audience was a short, stocky boy with fat fingers rolling onto the stage like a leather ball.

Fu Qi tilted his head and asked Cheng Jingze, who looked envious: "This sword king, usually the live broadcast is an entertainment bureau, not a competition game?" ”

"Yes, yes," Cheng Jingze nodded, and said longingly, "At the Sword King God-level rank, basically no one dares to challenge him." His fans are basically junior and intermediate ranks, so usually live broadcasts, the Sword King is brushing up some junior intermediate dungeons, explaining to us how to upgrade and fight monsters. ”

Fu Qi sighed, and verified his guess more and more - this sword king, the technique is not very good.

When you choose lucky audiences, you will only choose the kind of viewers who are inflexible and obese, after all, these people are not high-ranked.

Sure enough, the second lucky audience is only in the intermediate rank. Wang Dao "released the water" again in this game, and the two fought for a full 15 minutes before Wang Dao showed a "very relaxed" smile and ended the battle with one knife.

The lucky little fat man was so moved that he thanked the idol for taking care of the pride of ordinary players.

"So, who is the last lucky spectator?" The host pretended to be nervous, and a large audience at the scene raised their hands and paws, looking at Wang Dao eagerly.

Cheng Jingze and Fan Chengcheng in the first row also raised their claws at the same time.

Fan Chengcheng was not selected twice in a row, so he simply raised his voice and shouted: "Sword King! I'm the only supreme player in Nandu, let's have a battle between masters! I'll do my best to fight you! ”

Fan Chengcheng had a loud voice, and as soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Premium Player?!

There are only eighty of them in the world!!

Wang Dao's gaze finally fell on the first row, and he didn't look at Fan Chengcheng, but stared gloomily at the young man holding the cat.