Online Game: The Strongest Killing System

The speed of the battle was very fast. After 3 minutes of the first battle, the female elf swordsman won the victory with a slight advantage.

However, the female elven swordsman was almost unable to stand still due to injuries all over her body, and it was not known whether this swordsman could recover in the next round of competition.

The game is going on...

After about half an hour, Angus walked to the center of the venue and announced loudly.

"No. 13 wins this game! No. 14 and No. 42 are ready for the next round!"

Baimian Mantou shouted excitedly: "It's finally here!"

Lin Wenhao was very good at throwing cold water, "Be careful, the attack power of these NPCs is very exaggerated."

"This... hehe." Baimian Mantou showed a wretched smile.

"Don't worry, I won't embarrass you."

Lin Wenhao nodded. In his impression, there should be no problem for white flour steamed buns to advance to the first round.

The profession of the white-faced mantou is a knight. Although its attack power is not as good as that of a swordsman, its defense power is superior.

In addition, the white-faced steamed buns are expensive, and he should have prepared a lot of weird props. Lin Wenhao still has strong confidence in the white-faced steamed buns.

After Baimian Mantou walked to the center of the field, a giant with a height of 7 or 8 meters slowly walked into the field.

This giant is a giant in the conventional sense, with strong muscles and terrifying strength, which is completely different from the giant bones.

The giant was only wearing a skirt armor of animal skin, his bluish-white skin was covered with gray-white body hair, and he carried a huge sword that looked like a stone polished on his shoulder.

The giant's eyes showed a fierce light, and there were many fangs in its bloody mouth!
The NPC in this shape shocked everyone present as soon as it entered the venue.

All the participating swordsmen were talking in low voices.

"Are there any swordsmen among the giants?"

"I don't know. It stands to reason that the intelligence of the giant race is generally low, and the possibility of becoming a swordsman is too small."

"strangeness……"

"That human knight is going to be miserable."

"I hope he can last a little longer."

Lin Wenhao heard the conversation between these two people clearly, and he was very shocked. He didn't expect the giants to be like this.

Feeling a little worried, Lin Wenhao shifted his gaze to the white-faced steamed bun, and then a smile appeared on Lin Wenhao's face.

There is no fear in Baimian Mantou, his face is full of excitement and anticipation!

The giant swordsman also saw the expression of the white-faced steamed bun, and he asked suspiciously: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

This voice is too thick, so there is a sense of stupidity...

Baimian Mantou said with a smile, "Although this is the first time I've seen a creature like you, I'm not scared at all."

I don't know if the white flour mantou spoke too fast or the giant needs to understand the meaning. After a while, the giant said: "Giants, Orcs."

Baimian Mantou froze for a moment and then said, "Human, Baimian Mantou."

"Oc is going to kill the white flour steamed bun!"

Oak screamed, and then swung the big stone sword with one hand and threw it at the white-faced steamed bun!

Without hesitation, Baimian Mantou raised his shield to defend.

when!
A huge sound spread out from the shield!The contestants around felt their heads buzzing.

Angus, the prime minister of the empire who was still standing in the field, immediately retreated when he saw this.

Such contestants are not without exception, they are all very barbaric and uncivilized races without exception.

The normal process of each competition should be that two contestants come to the stage and report their names to each other, and then Angus announces the start of the competition.

Halfway through the first round of competition, Angus was used to the behavior of these people. He stepped back to the sidelines and just shook his head to express his dissatisfaction.

The battle between Baimian Mantou and the Orcs quickly became fierce, and neither of them got anything good, but the Orcs attacked more often.But white flour steamed buns attack less frequently.

On the surface, white flour steamed buns have fallen into a disadvantage at the moment.

At this moment, Lin Wenhao looked a bit lacking in interest. In this competition, a knight and another contestant whose fighting style was like a savage, he let out a sigh of boredom.

On the contrary, Lin Wenhao's live broadcast room was very heated. Lin Wenhao glanced at the virtual camera and said.

"Don't worry, the white-faced steamed buns will definitely win."

As soon as Lin Wenhao said this, the audience burst into bullets.

"Fuck! Why are you so sure?"

"Exactly! Didn't you see the giant beating the white flour steamed buns?"

"Hey, everyone, don't argue! Let me analyze..."

Lin Wenhao also saw this barrage, but Lin Wenhao was speechless after reading all the barrage.

What the fuck is this shit analyzing, it’s fine to jump around repeatedly without finding a conclusion, and finally brought me along?

Lin Wenhao hasn't played a game yet, this spectator directly judged Lin Wenhao that he won't be able to advance... and this spectator is still pretending to be reasonable.

Without any hesitation, Lin Wenhao directly sent a 365-day ban.

This time the bullet screen exploded even more, and some viewers would still be incited by this type of bullet screen, and soon some bullet screens accusing Lin Wenhao appeared immediately.

Lin Wenhao was exhausted, he said directly to the virtual camera.

"Let me open a bet, I'll bet on white flour steamed buns to win."

After speaking, Lin Wenhao directly placed a prize pool on the live broadcast room, and then Lin Wenhao said: "The game will be closed in 1 minute."

给奖池里扔了100万，顿时1比1的胜率被拉成了0.8，可没过多久白面馒头的胜率变成了1.5。

I really don't believe me... Lin Wenhao rolled his eyes, and then he lost all intention of interacting with the audience.

Although the battle between Baimian Mantou and Oak was fierce, the rhythm of the battle was very slow.

This is mainly because Oak's attack speed is too slow, and it takes about 3-4 seconds for Oak to swing a sword.

But Baimian Mantou had to guard against Orc's attack every time, so he could only take advantage of the gap between Orc's attacks to counterattack the opponent.

This makes the viewing experience of this battle very poor, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a turn-based game.

But this kind of fighting rhythm is exactly what Baimian Mantou wants to see most.

When the battle went on for 2 minutes, Oak suddenly stood unsteadily and knelt down on one knee.

"Me, my leg?"

Oak looked at his legs suspiciously, as if he couldn't understand why his legs couldn't exert force.

A smug smile appeared on Baimian Mantou's face, and then he quickly rushed towards Oak. From the current angle, Baimian Mantou could hit Oak's head!
When Oak turned his head, he saw that Baimian Mantou had rushed over. At this moment, Baimian Mantou had entered Oak's close range.

As long as Baimian Mantou draws out his sword, he can attack Orcs!
Oak roared, and his hand slapped the white flour steamed bun like a huge cattail fan!

Baimian Mantou was startled immediately, but it was too late to make other actions at this time, Baimian Mantou gritted his teeth and stabbed fiercely with the sharp sword in his hand!

A sharp sword with a cold light pierced straight into the giant's palm!