My control skills are too weird

After three or four hits, Zuo Yuan completely opened a big hole in the opponent's head.

Blood splattered on his face, and he dropped the blood-stained stone.

A magic circle soon appeared under the opponent's body, and with a flash of white light, the body disappeared.

Everyone who saw this scene was also shocked.

How could he, an F-level guy, deal with a B-level berserker so calmly?

This, this, this is not reasonable, is it...?

"Who just said that anyone can kill me a hundred times?"

"It's what the person I killed just now said, so it's okay."

The group of people's faces were swollen by Zuo Yuan's self-questioning and answering.

No one expected that it would end like this. Isn't this too fantastic?

A B-level berserker fell down for no apparent reason, and then was hit in the head by a stone that Zuo Yuan picked up from the ground?

This is not quite right no matter how you think about it!

"Damn it, how can such a big man still fall flat on the ground!" A grumpy old man became a little unstable.

"Don't worry, I feel something is not right. Don't forget, although this guy is an F-level, he is also a controller. There is something wrong with the wrestling just now."

Some of them were relatively calm and saw some clues.

But in response to their questions, Zuo Yuan just looked at them with a smile.

"Then tell me how he did it?" the grumpy old man asked.

"I don't know either, but he must have moved his hands and feet, otherwise it would be too coincidental and I would just fall in front of him."

"This is indeed a bit too coincidental, but did any of you see him releasing skills?"

"No, I've been watching him. He didn't move at all, he just stood there."

"This is so damn weird! That old man fell down for no reason, and he fell right in front of him, so he casually touched a stone and opened the man's throat."

"This set of silky little combos is executed smoothly and smoothly. I even wonder if the two of them had already discussed the script and acted it out for us on purpose."

"It's impossible. We only found out about someone like him this morning. There is definitely something wrong with this kid, and it's a big problem!"

"Fuck! What's wrong with an F-class trash! That guy just has bad luck."

"To say the least, even if he secretly released a skill, why didn't I see what skill he released?"

The group began to argue, and a clear schism emerged.

One is calm and the other is violent.

The calm people believed that Zuo Yuan must have done something secretly.

However, it is not clear how exactly it is done, and it is currently being analysed.

It's like being in a courtroom where everyone knows who the murderer is, but no one can produce evidence against him.

In the end, everyone could only watch the murderer leave in style.

Zuo Yuan is now like that murderer.

He wanted to see if these guys could analyze how the man fell.

People from the hot-tempered faction think that Zuo Yuan is not that capable.

That man accidentally fell down, and Zuo Yuan was lucky enough to pick it up for him.

After a while, a hot-tempered old man walked out of the crowd angrily and stood directly in front of Zuo Yuan: "Isn't this boy very cool? Do you dare to gesticulate with me?"

He didn't want to argue about those things. The truth comes from practice. He would know after having a round with Zuo Yuan.

"I don't dare." Zuo Yuan said decisively.

The grumpy old man was about to take action, but he was stunned for a moment when he received such a straightforward answer.

"Don't you dare?" he repeated in disbelief, wondering if he heard it wrong.

Zuo Yuan looked at him sincerely and nodded.

"Why don't you dare!"

The grumpy old man became even more angry.

It was as if he had punched the cotton with all his strength.

"Why do I, an F-level waste, dare to challenge you in a duel?" Zuo Yuan asked in return.

It doesn't matter if you don't ask. If you ask, the other person will be confused for two seconds.

damn it……

It seems quite reasonable...?

This is not right either!

Why did he admit that he was a waste so openly?

He was not like this just now!

What does it mean to drag someone so hard one second and give in the next second?

Split personality, right?

"you……"

The grumpy old man didn't know what to say for a moment, and felt that nothing he said was right.

Seeing the stunned and grumpy old man, Wen Xuan was also amused.

He is stupid to begin with, but if you still tease him like this, it will make the CPU smoke.

"Then why did you dare to challenge someone to a duel just now?" the rational person asked.

This made the grumpy old man grasp the main point at once: "That's right! Why do you dare to challenge someone to a duel?"

"I am a Taoist priest. I have calculated that he will definitely suffer a bloody disaster today. Based on this, I deduced that he might have some accidents, so I tried to challenge him in a one-on-one battle."

"Is it possible that if you didn't fight him, he wouldn't have suffered such a bloody disaster?" A rational person asked soul torture.

"Just tell me if it's accurate!"

"…………"

The grumpy old man finally figured it out, this guy was just making fun of him.

"Stop talking nonsense, I will give you a hand, do you dare to come?" He no longer wanted to talk nonsense with Zuo Yuan.

He must verify today whether it is his problem or his idiot teammate's problem.

"It's not impossible to fight with you. I don't need you to give me a hand. Let's make a bet." Zuo Yuan suggested.

"Okay! How do you want to bet? I will accompany you to the end!"

The other party agreed to the bet without thinking. He didn't think that he would lose to an F-level waste.

Even if he can play some tricks, all the bells and whistles won't work in the face of absolute strength.

At this time, Zuo Yuan also turned to look at Wen Xuan.

"What are you looking at me for? You don't want him to do anything wrong to me, do you~"

She crossed her arms over her chest, looking extremely frightened.

"That's almost it." Zuo Yuan said helplessly, and then suggested: "We have to survive here for half a month, what do you think about using him as a coolie?"

"Huh? Don't say it, don't say it." Wen Xuan didn't expect this.

After all, they had just arrived in the secret realm and hadn't had time to think so much. Unexpectedly, Zuo Yuan thought quite far.

"Then it's decided. If you lose, you will work as a coolie for us until the secret realm ends." Zuo Yuan said.

"What if I win?"

The other party's eyes fell on Wen Xuan, and his meaning was already obvious.

"It's useless for you to see her. I can't just say I give her to you and she will follow you willingly, right? She's not my private property." Zuo Yuan shrugged.

"No, if you lose, you can't be on her team. You can always do this," the grumpy old man explained.

"That's easy to say."

Since then, the bet has been established.

Both sides are also ready to fight.

In their eyes, this should undoubtedly be a one-sided victory, but for some reason they felt a little nervous.

A fallen leaf slowly fell under the cradle of the breeze. The moment it touched the ground, both parties started moving at the same time.