The heads-up of the two god-level numbers, it stands to reason that it will take at least half an hour.

They are all full-level divine martial arts, and their offensive and defensive capabilities are among the best in the world.

The audience is looking forward to the war of the century...

The long wind rose, the cold light passed, and the handsome sword god raised his three-meter-long sword,

You can see that the sword of the sword god comes up from the sky, and the rushing opponent does not return~

You can see that the knife king on the opposite side has sad white hair, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk~

The sword rises and falls.

Click, the life bar on the head of the Sword King, which represents full blood, is squeezed out and cleared at once.

The Sword King is gone...

It's gone...

Spectator:???

That's it, gone?

The battle of the century between god-level players shouldn't be knock-knock, and then this and that, hey, hey, hey?

I'm going to take my pants off, and you're going to show me this?

"Did I have a recurrence of cataract myopia just now?" A certain audience doubted life and gestured with both hands in the air, "The sword god is a sword, and the sword king is gone?" ”

The higher the rank of the Supreme Wonderland, the stronger the weapon damage. Ordinary players have more than a dozen damage points for a sword, and a god-level player has more than 10,000 damage points for a sword.

As soon as the sword god went down, the bloody sword king was a burp, and he didn't even have a chance to cheat the corpse.

On the stage, Ye Sibai lifted the golden skirt and stood up slowly: "It's a pity, your god-level knife can't even catch my sword, and it really deserves the title of three-second man." ”

Wang Dao's face turned green, his fingers trembled, and his cheeks were hot.

The fig leaf that had accumulated on his heart was savagely torn apart without mercy - the secret he had hidden was finally discovered.

There were all kinds of doubts at the scene.

Wang Dao's reflexes, predictions, and operation levels were too far from Ye Sibai.

Especially hand speed.

Ye Sibai's hand speed was very in line with his youth, his slender and white fingers fell on the keyboard, and the next second his fingers were almost like lightning, pressing several keyboard grids in one second, and the sword of the river came up from the sky, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

Immediately, Wang Dao's hand speed was much slower than Ye Sibai's.

"Strange, why is this happening." The cuckold male classmate rubbed his hat, and doubts crossed his eyes, "The hand speed of the sword king is actually about the same as mine..."

Cuckold classmates have been single for a long time, and their hand speed is slightly more than part of the boys.

In the shot just now, although the hand speed of the Sword King is also fast, it will never be the hand speed of a god-level player, at most it is a high-level player...

There are many people who have the same doubts as their cuckold classmates, and the truth is faintly about to be revealed.

On the stage, Ye Sibai was like a fairy who descended to the earth, wearing a Juliet costume to set off his beauty, Ye Sibai's beautiful eyes flowed: "Come, good son, apologize to Fu Qi." ”

Wang Dao's face was gloomy.

The reddened eyeballs swept across the blackened auditorium, and he seemed to hear countless insults and questions penetrating into his ears, noisy, the light in front of him was blurred, and the whole person seemed to be soaked in formalin and couldn't move, staggering and unable to find a way forward.

In the live broadcast room synchronized with the whole network, the barrage is rolling wildly, and questions are constant.

The corners of Wang Dao's mouth opened.

When he inadvertently stole the god-level number, his life was given the green light all the way. Fame, money, respect, all he got it, thousands of fans put him on the altar, and he became the emperor of e-sports.

But Wang Dao clearly sensed that the altar was crumbling, and he was not the real emperor....

All the fantasies he painstakingly managed seemed to be going to leave eventually—no, it can't be like this, Wang Dao gritted his teeth, and suddenly scolded: "Are you a fool to be an audience? You stole someone else's god-level number, snatched my beloved kitten, and now you are deliberately taking revenge on me! ”