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"why?"

This is the most thought in the minds of audiences at home and abroad at the moment.

"Why is he still alive without blood?"

"Why can his skills be used continuously?"

"Why can he use healing?"

Numerous "whys" filled their minds, making them puzzled.

After a long time, someone suddenly thought of something, and immediately issued a barrage: "I see, his occupation must be the undead king. Look at his skill, isn't it just a skull?

"Damn it, it's a bit like what you said. Could it be that he is arrogant!"

"666!"

Through the translation function, the players in the Japanese area also knew what the Chinese players were discussing, and immediately became excited.

"No wonder he is so powerful, it turns out that he got a career that originated from the animation of our Great Japanese Empire!"

"I just said that the occupation of our Great Japanese Empire is the number one in the world!"

"The Immortal King! I finally found the reason why Qin Lang is so powerful, because he studied under us in Japan!"

Seeing the barrage of Japanese players, Lao Mei quit, cursing angrily:

"Fack! Shameless Japanese, Qin Lang's occupation is obviously the hell lord of our 27 Greater America!"

"Yes, you see, his healing technique should also be the original skill of our saints."

"That's right, our profession in the United States is the strongest!"

Qin Lang stepped off the stage slowly, and many people rushed up immediately.

"Qin Lang, can you accept our interview?"

"Qin Lang, I am a reporter from the [Jinkou Yuyan] guild, and I hope to interview you.

"Mr. Qin, our [One Thousand Gold] guild intends to conduct a comprehensive interview with you, and it will be paid. I hope you will agree."

Qin Lang had heard of the guilds they were talking about, and they were all guilds selling information.

But don't underestimate these guilds, they are ruthless when they make money.

They sell all kinds of information, ranging from the triggering conditions of some hidden missions to the location of a certain monster, a certain NPC or a certain player.

Moreover, they are extremely powerful. It can be said that almost every player is their potential intelligence agent. As long as they provide relevant information to these guilds, they can get paid, and then they sell that information thousands of times , a steady stream of profits.

"Just two minutes." Qin Lang said lightly, and the reporters asked questions excitedly.

"Have you joined any guild or club for training before?"

Qin Lang shook his head.

I saw the reporter say to the staff next to him: "Hurry up, write it down, keep a low profile for 20 years, and become famous all over the world!"

The corner of Qin Lang's mouth twitched, keeping a low profile? It's still been twenty years! Doesn't that mean that he started to practice playing games when he first landed?

"What type of girl do you like?"

The eyes of the reporters next to me lit up. This is the most concerned issue for many fans now.

Qin Lang said: No comment. "

"Mark it down, girls who don't like talking."

Qin Lang rolled his eyes, these reporters' reasoning ability is too poor.

Then they asked questions about Qin Lang's private information, but Qin Lang perfunctorily dismissed all of them, but they all made up a rough answer in their hearts.

This made Qin Lang very speechless. Then they interviewed him and they still had some meaning, so they just made up all of them.

After two minutes, he didn't bother to care about them anymore and left directly.

The group arena continued, and at nine o'clock in the evening, the top four players had been determined.

They are Qin Lang, Prodigal Sword, Gu Feng and July Seven.

Prodigal Sword and Gu Feng are both very famous figures, they are the presidents of [God Crown] and [First Legion] respectively.

Qin Lang is now the favorite to win the championship, famous both at home and abroad.

As for the remaining "July 7th", he is a mysterious figure with a mask on his face and a burly figure, he should be a man.

The lottery ceremony began. Although the prodigal son sword and Gu Feng were calm on the surface, they still secretly hoped that they could temporarily avoid Qin Lang and meet him again in the finals. This way at least they would be guaranteed the second place and the rewards would be generous. many.

There were four balls in the black box on the ring, Qin Lang was the first to draw [the number ten was drawn.

The prodigal son sword got No. 4, and he was slightly relieved.

The mysterious man drew the No. 2 ball from the box on July 7th.

Gu Feng's face changed slightly. Although the result had come out, he still stepped forward and pulled out the No. 3 ball from the box. The one he was going to face was Qin Lang.

"Come on, President, come on!"

"The president beat him!"

"President, you are the best!"

Listening to the encouragement from the members of the guild, Gu Feng let out a long breath, trying to calm himself down as much as possible.

Although Qin Lang is strong, he is not without flaws. As long as he concentrates, he still has a chance to defeat him.

What's more, I am still a hidden professional dual swordsman, with extremely high burst damage, as long as I look for the right opportunity, I might be able to set Qin Lang in seconds.

Now Qin Lang's defense is not high, it is definitely the best time to kill him!

"Chasing Shadow!"

Holding two swords in his hand, his whole body became erratic, spinning around Qin Lang's side.

Seeing that Qin Lang was very slack and his whole body was full of flaws, he shot quickly.

290 "Aurora Slash!"

It's time to succeed! Seeing that he was approaching Qin Lang, he was overjoyed.

The next moment Qin Lang suddenly took out a bottle and threw it straight at him.

The distance was so close that he had no time to dodge, and all the potion from the bottle was sprinkled on him.

In an instant, he felt that his eyelids were as heavy as a heavy weight, and he couldn't help but want to close them.

A strong drowsiness surged up, and he fell to the ground in an instant, motionless.

Those players who were watching the ring nervously felt baffled.

What happened to the horse? Why did Gufeng overturn all of a sudden? Could it be that he was caught in a second?

Soon they knew the answer, and a burst of snoring was uploaded from the ring.

The members of the First Legion looked at the arena stupidly, and their president was lying on the ground, with both swords thrown aside, just fell asleep like that.

"Qin Lang, what did you do to our president!"

"Despicable villain, how dare you use a hidden weapon!"

"It's so shameless, there is a kind of duel with our president!"

"How dare you insult our president, we are at odds with you!"

The members all blushed and had thick necks. One was because of anger, and the other was because of embarrassment. The president represented the face of their First Legion, but now he was lying on the ground and sleeping soundly. How is this decent?!.