I have a paranoid crown prince

Chapter 135 It's My Time to Perform (2)

Wang Dao asked the boy with the green hat to sit down, and joked, "Since you are in the junior rank, I will let you take 3 minutes."

The boy in the green hat nodded gratefully. They turned on the computers provided by the organizer, one on the left and the other on the right. On the big screen in the center of the auditorium, a game interface with a sense of technology was gradually displayed.

【Welcome to Supreme Wonderland】

Lucky green hat boy, junior number, with 89 points.

The powerful supreme sword king, god-level number, +999999 points.

The contrast was so tragic that those who saw it were sad and wept.

The two sides operated the keyboard and mouse respectively, and after playing for 8 minutes, the boy in the green hat was defeated and the green hat fell to the ground.

Although the game was lost, the boy was not discouraged, and excitedly held the sword king's paw: "Thank you! I know you are giving way to me. Your god-level number, you can kill me in 4 minutes, but you deliberately killed me!" The delay lasted to 8 minutes, and I appreciate your kindness."

Wang Dao raised the corner of his mouth, his tone seemed to be looking at the younger generation, and he encouraged: "You can't bully the small with the big, come on, young man, you still have a bright future."

Encouraged by his idol, the boy in the green hat burst into tears and walked back to his seat excitedly.

He has never been so lucky in his life, being favored by the King of Swords, and the King of Swords is still humbly letting go.

In the first row of seats, Cheng Jingze murmured: "Knife King is really kind. No matter what level the opponent is, he treats him equally. Just now, he deliberately released water to take care of the player's self-esteem."

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

Fu Qi hadn't played online games much.

I just observed Wang Dao's hand speed when playing games, which is in line with the hand speed of a middle-aged single man.

But it is really unscientific to say that this kind of hand speed has defeated 99% of the players in the world.

Soon, Wang Dao picked a second lucky audience.The lucky audience was a short, fat boy with fat fingers who rolled onto the stage like a rubber ball.

Fu Qi tilted his head and asked the envious Cheng Jingze: "This sword king, usually the live broadcast is entertainment, not competition?"

"Yes, yes, yes," Cheng Jingze nodded, looking forward to it, "Basically no one dares to challenge him for the sword king's god-level rank. His fans are basically junior and intermediate ranks, so usually the live broadcast, the sword king is brushing some junior-intermediate ranks." Dungeon, explain to us how to upgrade and fight monsters."

Fu Qi clicked his tongue, and verified his guess more and more - this sword master is not very skilled.

When selecting lucky audiences, they will only choose audiences with inflexible postures and fat bodies. After all, these people are not of high rank.

Sure enough, the second lucky audience was only an intermediate rank.Wang Dao "let the water go" again in this round. The two fought for a full 15 minutes before Wang Dao showed a "very relaxed" smile and ended the fight with a single blow.

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

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

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

Fan Chengcheng was not selected twice in a row, so he simply raised his voice and shouted: "Knife King! I am the only respected player in Nandu City, let's have a sparring between masters! I will definitely do my best to fight you!"

Fan Chengcheng had a loud voice, and the audience was in an uproar when he said this.

Premium player? !
There are only eighty in the world!

Wang Dao's eyes finally fell to the first row, and instead of looking at Fan Chengcheng, he glared at the boy holding the cat sullenly.

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