Wang Yuan clenched his five fingers and pulled him back.

"Puff!"

A heart full of mosaics was caught by Wang Yuan in Dao Wuxiu's chest.

"ah……"

Seeing Wang Yuan's claws so fierce, everyone in the audience couldn't help but whisper.

The monk should have been compassionate and peaceful, but Wang Yuan’s cruel and domineering skills are truly extremely strange and daunting.

"Is this the Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand?"

Qianli Taohua shouted in horror: "It is worthy of being one of the seventy-two unique skills."

"Don't let your mother go!"

Hearing the commentary of the Thousand Miles of Peach Blossoms, Shaolin players in the audience cursed: "The dragon claw hand is not so evil. It is clearly an evil technique! This guy is a demon monk!!"

"Monster!?"

When the audience heard the word "demon monk", they suddenly realized that this title was really not inconsistent when used on Wang Yuan.

"Yes, it's the demon monk!"

Originally, the words of the demon monks who were just mobs to tease Wang Yuan were instantly spread among the players.

...

The heart was caught, Dao Wuxiu died on the spot, and there were only two of the five masters of Wansheng Wujie left at this time. The Butian family's fist and foot skills were ordinary, and they were all dependent on insects to injure people. There was no threat to Wang Yuan. The white crane's internal strength was exhausted compared to Wang Yuan, and he basically lost his combat power.

After dealing with Dao Wuxiu, Wang Yuanzong lifted the two of them with one hand and threw them off the cliff.

Since then, all the five masters have been killed!

Wang Yuan stood on the edge of the field, Yuan Yue Zhi, with a calm expression on his face, as if he had done something insignificant, and a master-like demeanor came towards him.

"He...he really blocked five top experts alone?"

At this time, Qianli Peach Blossom was shocked and speechless. At the same time, as a professional master, Qianli Peach Blossom could empathize with him.

"Be careful about your words!"

Wanjia Hotel corrected: "It's not blocking, it's killing!"

"Kill..."

Qianli Taohua's eyes were dissipated and her expression was confused. She slapped herself hard. Obviously, she thought she was living in a dream.

"This monk..."

On the shore of the Haihe River, Haitian and Yise were also shocked by the scene on the field and stared at Wang Yuan with his index finger, trembling slightly.

On the day when the White Crane opened its wings, it was called the number one person in the martial arts world, and Halloween Wuwang was the benchmark for the national server team.

Haihezhibin and Wansheng Wujiang are also old opponents. Although Haitian Yise is not convinced by Baihe's wings, he still knows how strong Wansheng Wujiang is. Take Baihe's wings as an example. The two teams have been opponents for so long, and Haitian Yise has never won Baihe's wings once, which shows how strong this person is.

But who would have thought that such a powerful master would die at the hands of an unknown Shaolin player. What's even more terrifying is that the monk still beats five... This... This is simply unbelievable.

"What a demon monk, I would like to call you the strongest!"

Just when everyone was shocked by Wang Yuan’s five-game pick, I didn’t know which hot-blooded young man was in the audience. He shouted loudly, and the atmosphere in the whole venue was directly driven.

"The Monk, the strongest!"

"The Monk, the strongest!"

For a time, players who originally supported Halloween Wuwang also began to support Wang Yuan.

On the other hand, with the addition of Song Yang, a master, Mario and his men increased their strength and were in a stalemate with Wansheng Wujiang. At this time, the five Baihe wings were destroyed by Wang Yuan alone, and the remaining three people suddenly collapsed.

As a professional master, his mentality should be very good, but he couldn't stand the white crane's wings being the pillar of their faith. Now Wang Yuan beat their faith with one match... No matter who it was, his mentality would not be broken.

The three of them looked at each other, sighed, and called for surrender.

In the third game, the rabble won, won by an overwhelming advantage, and advanced to the next round of the game.

...

Wansheng Wujie has always been a favorite to win the championship, but now he has lost to a grassroots team. After a round of games, everyone remembers this group of guys.

Although these guys look careless and do not have the temperament of a master, they all have unique skills.

Dugu Xiaoling's puppet, Ding Laoxian's medicine, Song Yang's skills, Wang Yuan's body protection skills... everyone is impressive.

At the end of the game, the teams of both sides teleported out. Feiyun Taxue, as the captain of the winner, was left on the stage for an interview with the host.

"Mr. Feiyuntaxue! It is said that this rabble team was invested by you, right?"

"Not bad!" Feiyun Taxue nodded.

"What is your purpose in starting a team? Win a national championship or a world championship?"

"None of them..." Feiyunta said: "I just want the reward for the Huashan sword contest."

"Forehead……"

When the host heard Feiyun Taxue's answer, he felt a little embarrassed. He was not going to play the team to make a name for himself. Feiyun Taxue created a team just for a reward. This is so rich and willful that people can't speak out.

"As a grassroots team, all your team members have unique skills, and you are also one of the team. What are your specialties?" In order to alleviate the embarrassment, the host quickly changed the topic.

"I have money!"

Feiyun replied calmly, and then boredly leaked the icon of Xinyue member level 15.

"bite!"

The sound of the icon makes everyone yearn for leisurely.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I'm worthy of being the boss! How can I pretend!"

The mobs gritted their teeth when they saw it.

...

The so-called "speakers are unintentional, and the listeners are intentional. Flying clouds and snow is just a pretentious statement, but it triggers an unprecedented wave of conspiracy theories.

Who is Feiyun Trampling Snow?

The most rich man in the world!

What I lack the least is money, which is much richer than the sponsors behind professional experts.

Who dares to hit such a rich man? Maybe he will accept it at any time.

Besides, why do professional experts play games for? Isn’t it also money?

The Moon Team is just a team of straits. Why can it knock down the top team in the national server? This is very suspicious. In the last game, Wang Yuan beat five of them, winning five top scorers including Bai He Liang, the "No. 1 Master in the World".

Who can believe this?

No matter how strong a person is, how strong can he be? How could one be so exaggerated to play five?

Originally, these things were so different that they didn’t think much, but when they were connected, they were very intriguing. There were many conspiracy theorists among the players, and there were also people who watched the fun and didn’t bother with the big deal.

In the game, spreading rumors is not costly, spreading rumors is indescribable, and no one will pursue nonsense, and no one will know who started it. The news of "the mob boss spent hundreds of millions to make Wansheng Wuwang play the counterfeit game" spread like a plague.
Chapter completed!