I Am The Demon Emperor Kunpeng

The first thousand two hundred and twenty-six chapters: the gap is too big!

He smiled and said, "I have gone too much. The Shushan League, Kunlun Gate, etc., basically have no good feelings for us."

"Chicken belly!" Huang Rong said contemptuously.

Wu Hua smiled slightly: "Regardless of him, we will continue to look at the performance of other Tier 3, whether they are envious, jealous, or hate, let him!"

The remaining third tiers are currently coming, and all tiers seem to be stuck in a state of stalemate. The victory or defeat of a game always takes a long time to end.

I don’t know why they are so obsessed with a result. Sometimes everyone can see the difference between the two in the field, but the weaker is unwilling to give up any chance to reverse and hope to continue the fight. In the middle, can seize a certain flaw of the strong and turn defeat into victory.

Strong people also have a headache for such people who dare to die.

The immortal nature of the spirit body makes it impossible for him to kill the opponent in an instant, unless he uses the art of soul divergence. But the purpose of the competition is not to kill a certain object, but to train the player's combat effectiveness and unyielding resilience, so the rules prohibit the use of soul-scattering.

In the entanglement of the weak, the strong can only play with the spirit of twelve points, take it seriously, and avoid mistakes.

In fact, in a sense, this kind of competition is nothing short of tempering the strong.

When it was dark, Tier 3 was the home number zero and ended the battle successively. Yipang announced that today's finals were suspended, everyone went back to rest, and the game resumed the next day.

"A home game of No. 0 took a whole day. We haven't used an hour in the whole game of our temperament. It seems that we are better." Huang Rong laughed as he walked, quite complacent.

Wu Hua said: "The main reason is not that you are at this level, but that the strengths of your ten players are uneven. The strong ones are too strong, and the weak ones are simply unable to compete with the strong. They really have no way to compete with the strong except to admit defeat. The opponents played against each other, so it is wise for them to choose to admit defeat."

"You mean, my brother is too strong?"

"Not only him, but the three of you are very strong, as well as the Helan Zong's comparison, which is also very strong. I think in this year's competition, he did not use his real strength. Like Junior Brother Kunpeng, his strength makes the weak not dare. Fight. And this person, and the three of you, are only participating in this level of competition for the first time this year."

Kunpeng became interested in Shibi: "Have you never seen Shibi before? Then can you learn some of his information. This person, I also think we can't underestimate this person. In the coming year, he may even reach the top."

Wu Hua looked at Kunpeng: "You are so optimistic about him? Do you think he might be a huge threat to you?"

"Yes." Kun Peng said without shy.

"Well, I will try to understand some of his information as much as possible. I hope that in the next year's competition, everyone will have a thorough understanding of him. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be able to move freely."

Kunpeng nodded.

He originally wanted to personally collect or understand the information of Ebi, but since Wu Hua is willing to make a move, he is naturally happy to see the result.

Wu Hua, after all, has participated in the hegemony competition for many years and has a wide network of contacts. If you want to understand a comparison, I am afraid that he still has some advantages over his Kunpeng.

Only from then on, Kunpeng and the others can only serve as spectators in the competition.

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