National job transfer: What's wrong with me being a bit tougher as a wizard?

The old man was very angry, but he was still very angry.

Qinghuo was ridiculed by everyone, so he naturally couldn't hold his face and swallowed back the words he wanted to remind everyone.

He would not tell these people that he was killed by Su Mo's attack.

He would not tell them that Su Mo was a melee mage.

Besides, it was normal to be killed by an assassin, and it was acceptable to be killed by a warrior, but what was the big deal about being killed by a mage?

I can't afford to lose that person!

Qinghuo took a deep breath and tried to make himself look normal.

Otherwise, these guys who were gloating would be alert and hold on longer, which would make him look even more embarrassed.

If we have to lose face, everyone should lose face together, why is it just me!

After all, it's not shameful to lose to the future president.

That's right!

At this moment, Qinghuo has already determined that Su Mo is the next president.

Because he clearly knows the value of Su Mo defeating him with two normal attacks.

Seventh turn is strength, and ninth turn is potential...

Obviously, Su Mo crushes him in both aspects.

As for the fact that Su Mo's net win value displayed in the martial arts field at this time is 195, Qinghuo is also lucky - he at least used a few skills and hit Su Mo once, otherwise it would be a full value of 200, and that person would lose a lot!

Seeing that Qinghuo has finished self-adjusting, Qingshanlang's words pierced him through his heart: "Three minutes, three minutes!"

Qinghuo's face turned red like liver.

Bingbingbang gave him a disgusted look and retreated again and again.

It seems that being stained with "three minutes" is very dirty.

Everyone laughed again.

Qingshan Lang said calmly: "Next one!"

Yipangtianxia looked around: "No one, then I'll do it!"

Then he dodged and rushed in.

Everyone started to discuss again: "What do you think of 'Yi Tong'? Can it beat the Dragon King?"

"It should be possible. Yi Tong has comprehensive attributes and considerable burst. As long as it takes the initiative, the Dragon King will definitely not be able to fight back."

"How does Yi Tong's eight-turn combat power compare to Qing Huo's?"

"Burst? Who dares to burst in front of the Dragon King? Don't you remember Lu Zi Ye before? I heard that he is now traumatized by rebound."

"Oh, that's right, the Dragon King's rebound is really strange, and it can even counter magic damage!"

"By the way, no one knows what the Dragon King's profession is yet?"

Qing Huo clenched his fist angrily, Yi Tong is a Tong, don't bring me up!

What's the matter, I'm a unit of measurement now?

Everyone looked at Qingshan Lang.

Qing Huo's eyes were the most intense among them.

Unexpectedly, Qingshan Lang just sneered in response: "You said it as if knowing the other person's profession can win.

If you want to know, go ask yourself."

Everyone was helpless, their eyes flickered.

Xiao Wenzi hurried forward and interrupted everyone's thinking: "Come on, buy it quickly, it's too late to buy it!"

Several people looked up and found that the odds had changed.

This time it was relatively even, and the odds were not very high.

Obviously, after the battle with Qinghuo, Su Mo's strength has been recognized.

As the dealer, Xiao Wenzi naturally cannot "cheat the customers", and the data also changes accordingly.

This time, the people who bought were more evenly distributed.

Several eight-turn players bought a bucket, but the nine-turn players basically bought Su Mo...

Zhu Xianyu bought Su Mo as usual, and the reason was still "to support the people he recommended".

The result...

Yipangtianxia went in and out in two minutes and thirty-six seconds, which was on par with Qinghuo.

Now everyone couldn't sit still, and they gathered around to ask about the situation.

"Yitong" was puzzled and shocked, shaking his head: "I, I don't know, I fell down before I could see clearly."

"I didn't see clearly, twice?"

"Aren't you strong enough?"

"You won't be stupid enough to fight him, idiot, he will rebound!"

"..."

"Yitong" was wronged like a child: "I didn't!"

Qinghuo was in a good mood, walked up and patted "Yitong" on the shoulder: "Hey, isn't this Uncle Yitong, how come you came out so quickly, eight seconds less than me...

Tsk tsk, this is a disease, it must be cured!"

"Yitong" was like a bereaved mother: "Get out, you are not much better than me!"

Qingshanlang was amazed: "The second one laughed at the third one, and the third one actually had a temper, interesting!"

Qinghuo and Yitong stopped talking immediately.

The others stopped making trouble and looked thoughtful.

Xiao Wenzi sighed in his heart. He didn't make much money this time. It seems that he has to use his big move in advance!

He looked at Zhu Xianyu.

Zhu Xianyu glanced and got the idea.

Xiao Wenzi walked to the front of the crowd: "Everyone, let's all

He is an old man, isn't it unreasonable to be defeated by a newcomer in two cities?

Even if he is the future president and is very powerful, this is unreasonable?

If this continues, how will the future president look at us old people? "

Qingshan Lang glanced at Zhu Xianyu and found that the latter was counting money excitedly.

He retracted his gaze and looked at Xiao Wenzi: "What do you mean..."

"We must send someone who can fight in the third game, so that the Dragon King can't look down on us old people!"

"Yes."

Qingshan Lang nodded, "Then who do you think is suitable to fight?"

"Fenghuo!"

Xiao Wenzi said firmly, "Only Fenghuo can save the situation with a sledgehammer and let the Dragon King know the gap!"

"Oh?"

Qingshan Lang narrowed his eyes, glanced at Zhu Xianyu again, retracted his gaze, and nodded, "That makes sense, Fenghuo, why don't you go up. "

Fenghuo swung a sledgehammer and walked forward, spit, rubbed his hands, and gathered his temples back: "Are we finally going to rely on Uncle Fenghuo to save the situation?"

Xiao Wenzi looked serious: "Fenghuo, don't underestimate the enemy, the senior's face is on you!"

Fenghuo nodded: "Don't worry, I'm not Qinghuo, nor a barrel."

He walked straight into the martial arts arena.

Xiao Wenzi reminded him earnestly from behind: "Fenghuo, come on!"

Zhu Xianyu seemed to be unable to wait: "This time I bet on Fenghuo to win and lose against the Dragon King!"

Xiao Wenzi "frowned": "Old Zhu, haven't you always supported the Dragon King? I think your support is fake, and you really want to make money, right?"

Zhu Xianyu snorted: "Xiao Wenzi, you see through it but don't say it. It's boring like this!"

Xiao Wenzi sneered, and mocked while issuing tickets: "I really didn't see that Old Zhu has a clear mind. "

The others then realized a problem - Zhu Xianyu had already bought two games in a row!

What the hell, what do you mean by supporting the one you recommended? That's bullshit!

This guy clearly knows some of Su Mo's cards, so he decisively bought Su Mo to win.

Now that he saw that Fenghuo was on the rise, he immediately changed the direction of the wind. What does that mean?

Buy with him, it must be right!

The people who reacted followed suit: "I also buy one win and one loss, 300 million!"

"Me too, 500 million!"

"Give me 300 million too!"

Even Bingbingbang, who always said he supported the Dragon King's brother, bought one win and one loss this time.

When these people saw that the other party also bought in this way, they undoubtedly increased their confidence.

When several people's confidence soared, they added some more, striving to make up for the losses in the first two games.

Seeing that everyone was betting again, Xiao Wenzi laughed from ear to ear and shouted loudly: "Everyone, this is the last hand, the last chance, success or failure depends on this game of Fenghuo! "

He looked at Qingshan Lang and asked tentatively: "President, how about you buy some too?"

Qingshan Lang laughed: "What a pig-killing plate!"