Survival Game: Random SSS Talents

Nothing happened until the red dragon passed over everyone.

even so.

Everyone was still shouting crazily at this moment.

The huge red dragon flew in the air, and its body expanded rapidly like a balloon.

The young men and women present heard a "bang".

A loud bang like the sky.

Everyone was in a trance, and their ears were ringing.

Their ears were ringing from the shock.

Only then did the young men and women realize that the huge red dragon exploded into pieces.

"Are you saved?"

Everyone looked at the remains of the red dragon scattered around them and fell into confusion.

Several young women knelt on the ground and covered their faces in tears.

"Woooooooo..."

"I want to go home……"

"This is so scary...fuck!"

Suddenly, the heavy pressure on everyone's hearts was lifted, and everyone collapsed to the ground.

This is really thrilling.

The anchor Lao Jiu was also scared like a quail. After calming down for a moment, he remembered to go back and look for his mobile phone.

At this moment, their bodies slowly enlarged and returned to normal size.

The originally bustling home court was now immersed in the aftermath of the disaster.

And Wang Ping's burnt corpse was emitting a faint light at this moment.

Wang's body recovered slowly.

At this time, there was no pale color on his face, but a strong flush of red.

He could feel the power rushing through his body.

The power of emotions generated between ups and downs is the purest.

The most turbulent!

The most exciting!

At this moment, those young men and women saw Wang Ping.

They were all startled.

"Fuck!"

"Fake corpse?"

"No! This person is not dead at all!"

Wang Ping took one step forward and jumped onto his platform.

He bowed respectfully to the young men and women present, and then said: "Thank you for your support. This magic show ends here."

The atmosphere was dead silent.

Everyone looked at Wang Ping in disbelief!

Anchor Lao Jiu also picked up his mobile phone. He breathed a sigh of relief looking at the mobile phone that was still in live broadcast mode.

It wasn't broken.

At this time, the barrage kept containing words of concern.

This made anchor Lao Jiu feel warm in his heart.

Anchor Lao Jiu turned the camera to Wang Ping above the platform.

"Come on, brothers, let's take a good look at this magician."

"He was the one who shocked everyone just now."

"ah?"

"Oh! It turned out to be a fake, I was shocked."

"This magician is so powerful."

"What kind of magician is here?"

"This is obviously a magician."

"Magician, run!"

"People from the Magic Association have come to arrest you."

"It is forbidden to use magic in the presence of Muggles."

"Where's his wand!"

"Where's his wand!"

The young men and women in the audience also realized that they had been tricked.

Everyone's face showed a greenish-red color.

Some of the timid ones still had wet pants with a strange smell.

The lights were dim, otherwise these people would have dug a hole in.

Sister Han in the monitoring room slowly blew out a smoke ring.

Press the cigarette butt in your hand on top of the ashtray.

Things are getting a bit serious.

She needs to step up.

However, her face was calm and she showed no emotion at all about what had just happened.

Behind Sister Han were several muscular men.

Sister Han walked into the main arena. When the lighting engineer saw Sister Han coming, he hurriedly turned the lights brighter.

When Sister Han walked onto the platform, he glanced at Wang Ping and said nothing.

Said apologetically.

"Sorry, everyone, today is the magician's first day at work. He didn't control the speed well, which shocked everyone."

"Today's purchase is free of charge."

The young men and women who were still complaining were relieved after hearing this.

The resentment in my heart also dissipated a lot.

But there are a few that are difficult to deal with.

They are the second generation of rich people, and their families are rich and powerful.

Naturally, I don’t like today’s free bill.

They stepped out from the crowd.

Sister Han frowned slightly when she saw them.

The wealthy second-generation leader had a hint of unruliness on his face, and he did not take Sister Han seriously at all.

In his right hand he held a woman wearing a low-cut dress.

The woman had some water stains hanging from her legs.

There was a faint odor on his body.

His face was even pale.

From the looks of it, he must have been quite frightened just now.

This rich second generation stepped forward.

"Sister Han."

"This new magician of yours has frightened my friend quite a bit!"

The woman's face was flushed with embarrassment, and now everyone present might have seen the water stains on the clothes behind her.

But when she thought of Mr. Wang agreeing to his request, she gritted her teeth and stood up straight in front of Sister Han.

Sister Han looked at Mr. Wang in front of her with a smile on his face.

"Indeed... I, the new magician, is indeed abrupt."

"Well, I'll deduct all his salary today."

"I'll give you a 20% discount next time Mr. Wang comes."

Mr. Wang shook his head.

"No... no need..."

"I just have a request."

Mr. Wang stepped in front of Wang Ping.

He had a hint of arrogance on his face.

He looked superior.

He turned around and looked at the ordinary young men and women below, picked up the microphone and put it to his mouth and said slowly: "Actually, I am not talented... I am also an awakener."

After a short silence, the young men and women below cheered at once.

"What?"

"He is also an awakener."

"Fuck, there is a good show to watch."

The young man named Wang Shao chuckled.

He turned around and looked at Wang Ping.

He said in a loud voice.

"Now I want to compete with this magician. If he wins, this matter will be over."

"If he doesn't win, I think he should bear the responsibility for this matter."

After Wang Shao said this, Sister Han glanced at Wang Ping for some reason.

But she couldn't see any urgency on Wang Ping's face.

There was only a faint calmness.

It seemed that Wang Shao was not worth mentioning in his eyes.

In fact, it was true.

The ups and downs of emotional magic now filled Wang Ping's body.

He could feel that his strength had reached a new height.

At the same time, Zhou Wen on the other side was also slowly digesting the huge emotional demonic energy just now.

Although this energy was pure enough and the amount was sufficient.

But this could not make Zhou Wen's strength improve much.

This emotional demonic energy needed Zhou Wen to purify it into pure demonic energy.

There would be some loss in the process of demonic energy conversion, resulting in some energy loss.

But this also filled about one tenth of the amount Zhou Wen needed.

However... as long as there were ten more times of such pure demonic energy, Zhou Wen's strength would reach the next level.

That is the god level...

A terrifying existence with god-level talent and god-level strength!