All People: God-Level Choice, Pick The Main God-Level Saintess At The Start

The appearance of Xia Yu made everyone look at him.

It was as if he had just woken up, even with a hint of sleepiness, making everyone frown.

"Could it be that he just woke up? Did he forget how important today is for him?"

"If you lose, you will drop out of school."

"Maybe he gave up. How could he have any hope of winning against Wu Xiang?"

"That's right."

"..."

"It's so early," Xia Yu smiled at the crowd's comments, walked directly onto the stage, and smiled at Wu Xiang.

"Hmph, I thought you were too scared to come."

Wu Xiang said coldly.

"No, no, I just came back from the unknown area yesterday, I'm a bit tired so I should sleep a little longer, isn't this just the right time." Xia Yu shook her head, as if trying to drive away her drowsiness.

"You really need to sleep a little longer. After today, you won't have the chance to sleep in Qianlong School." Seeing Xia Yu's indifference, Wu Xiang was even angrier.

"No way," Xia Yu waved her hand.

"Now that I'm here, let's get started. The audience is getting impatient." Xia Yu stepped onto the stage, and at the same time his basic information appeared.

Xia Yu, level 40 hero necromancer, health: 236460/236460.

"Oh, it's level 40, it seems that he hasn't been idle these days." Qing Mo chuckled when he saw Xia Yu's level from afar.

"The gap between level 40 and level 40 is greater than that between level 30 and level 39," the white-faced man said coldly.

"It's true, at level 40 you can wear legendary equipment, the attributes are often three times that of equipment of the same level, and Xia Yu only has 230,000 blood, it seems that there is no good equipment," Qing Mo shook his head.

"Hmph, that's of course, if you can reach 1 million HP at level 40, the entire human world will not exceed ten fingers!" The white-faced man said proudly.

"Wu Xiang's strength is indeed very high, but I'm still optimistic about Xia Yu," Qing Mo stared at Xia Yu and said with a smile.

"Shall we gamble on something?"

"No, the influence is not good. How can I say that I am also the principal."

"Hmph, idol burden."

....

"230,000, I don't know if your wisdom has reached 30,000 or not," Wu Xiang said looking at Xia Yu's blood volume.

"Ah," Xia Yu glanced at his wisdom and nodded, "More than 42,000, it's not bad."

The attributes of his own body are indeed very poor, and there is a huge gap compared to Wu Xiang, who has level 40 legendary equipment all over his body.

"Oh, that's not bad," Wu Xiang's face changed slightly. If he was before, his intelligence attributes would be similar to Xia Yu's in front of him, but even his previous equipment was not what the other party could have.

This means that the intellectual potential of the person in front of him is not low.

"Let's get started, I'm in a hurry," Xia Yu took out his mobile phone, and suddenly saw that the phoenix team sent a message to himself, saying that they found a nest of high-level hero monsters, and they couldn't deal with it, and hoped that Xia Yu would pass by .

"Since you are rushing to drop out, I will not stop you. Of course, if you choose to surrender and apologize to me in front of everyone, I can choose to cancel our bet," Wu Xiang said proudly, Now he felt that he was sure to win.

The gap between him and Xia Yu is too big!

"let's start."

[Due to the professional gap between the two sides, the necromancer has a 5-second summoning skill usage time, start timing, 5, 4...]

"Oh, it's finally started!"

"Fight and fight!"

"Come on, Wu Xiang, my whole family will beat you up."

"..."

As the challenge began, there was a burst of cheers from the audience, they had waited long enough.

"Brother Yu, come on," Qing Yueyue looked nervously at Xia Yu on stage.

Qing Yueming also clenched her fists.

Yang Qianqian yelled directly, "Come on, Xia Yu, I'll date you if you win."

Xia Yu waved his hand, and a dozen undead soldiers appeared on the field, and at the same time, a dozen undead archers and undead mages also appeared behind him.

This time Xia Yu did not choose to summon the undead lord.

Five seconds passed.

"Boom!" With an explosion, Wu Xiang shot towards Xia Yu like a cannonball, and at the same time there were more than a dozen bright red fireballs following him.

"Stop him," Xia Yu's eyes narrowed, Wu Xiang's strength is indeed good.

"Boom boom boom..." More than a dozen fireballs hit the shields of the undead soldiers in the front row.

Wu Xiang raised his mouth, "You can't summon the next batch of undead, Xia Yu!"

But in the next second, Wu Xiang's eyes trembled, because all the undead soldiers hit by his fireball were still alive, except for some scars on their bodies.

"As expected of a mythical undead summoning, the explosive fireball that ate 60,000 wisdom has not yet fallen apart," Wu Xiang said in his heart, so he would not be able to break through Xia Yu's undead line head-on.

At this time, dozens of arrows and poisonous mist fell towards Wu Xiang.

"Thunder and wind!"

The purple-blue thunder and strong wind appeared in front of Wu Xiang, directly engulfing the arrows and poisonous mist, and then the arrows and poisonous mist were torn apart.

"Good job," Xia Yu looked at Wu Xiang with a faint smile, "If I had time, I would play with you, but now I'm in a hurry, undead soldier, jump!"

More than a dozen undead soldiers jumped up and rushed towards Wu Xiang at the same time.

"It's over," Xia Yu raised his staff, "corpse explosion!"

The true god-level corpse explosion instantly enveloped most of the challenge field, and there were more than a dozen explosions in succession.

"It seems that I won," Qing Mo said with a slight smile.

"Who knows," the pale-faced man said calmly.

"Oh? Xia Yu's corpse explosion is quite powerful."

"But if you can't hit it, it's useless no matter how powerful it is."

"Death!" Wu Xiang's roar suddenly sounded next to Xia Yu's ear, "Burning flames burning!"

The soaring flames instantly enveloped Xia Yu in it.

Everyone felt that Xia Yu had lost, and that the necromancer, who was approached by the magic swordsman, had no possibility of winning.

"Space flickering! Did you put your flickering ring on him?" Qing Mo looked at the white-faced man beside him in shock.

"Of course, our Wu family doesn't want to lose this battle," the white-faced man smiled stiffly.

-5325

A number appeared in everyone's eyes, and everyone's eyes widened instantly, even Wu Xiang froze in place.

The white-faced man roared even more, "Impossible, why only deal 5325 damage! This should be a skill that deals at least 500,000 damage!"

"Hey, it seems that Xia Yu still has some trump cards. He must have the god-level talent and dedication of the necromancer, and he also has other damage reduction skills or equipment," Qing Mo looked at Xia Yu with a wry smile. He was also worried just now .

Xia Yu turned her head and looked at Wu Xiang who was standing beside her in a daze, "I was really shocked. You are the first person to hurt me since I changed jobs. You are amazing."

"But, it's over."