Online game: I have super god-level talent

"Damn it, I came to see the Genius Competition, what is this? A hundred and sixty damage per second? Is this a newbie just out of the novice village?"

"Speechless, really speechless. I wanted to see a battle of geniuses, not chickens pecking at each other."

… …

Many viewers were quite speechless. They wanted to see a battle that wasn't so painless and insignificant.

They wanted to see dazzling skills and explosive damage, but the damage numbers weren't much different from their own.

"Stackable persistent true damage?"

Lin Tianhao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The assassin attacked Fatty four times, so it was four instances of forty health loss per second.

As long as he remained stealthed around Fatty, this health loss wouldn't disappear.

However.

As it stands, the damage numbers are really too low.

Fatty now regenerates no less than 500,000 health per second. This level of damage is useless.

"So, you're going to be a turtle now?"

Fatty didn't have fiery golden eyes; he couldn't see the stealthed assassin.

"I wonder how you'll deal with this if I equip this item?"

As he spoke.

Fatty switched to a special piece of equipment.

Then, centered on Fatty, an area of five meters in radius became scorched earth.

-7190.

-7190.

… …

As soon as these damage numbers appeared, the assassin was dumbfounded.

Lin Tianhao knew what equipment Fatty was wearing: a special piece of equipment for the warrior class with passive burning damage.

This equipment's damage wasn't high; it was based on a percentage of health.

Fatty had such high health, and it only did a little over seven thousand damage per second, which says a lot.

But this seemingly low damage became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

This assassin player was originally planning to stack true damage.

One hundred and sixty per second for four stacks, but what about forty stacks, four hundred stacks, or even four thousand stacks?

He had a chance to grind Fatty to death.

Of course.

If he knew that Fatty regenerated over 500,000 health per second, he wouldn't be so optimistic.

It's just.

He no longer had the chance to know.

The damage from this special equipment wasn't high, but it was specifically designed to target assassins trying to cut into the back lines.

Five meters isn't far, but it isn't close either.

Fatty still used the same old trick, charging with Savage Collision.

Above the platform.

Although the battle wasn't over yet.

Los Jingkong's face was as ugly as if she had eaten shit.

Because she could already foresee the outcome.

Relying on stacking true damage to poison Fatty to death was impossible.

Next, Fatty would just chase and play around.

The ending was obvious.

Fatty won with an absolute advantage, and his health bar didn't even change.

The assassin player released a few cool skills and a divine ability at the end.

It was a last-ditch struggle.

It could only be said that those skills and divine abilities could satisfy the audience, but they were useless to Fatty.

In fact, because of this, he suffered reflected damage and sent himself away faster.

"This, this, this… what's going on? Is this shield warrior's health bar ridiculously thick?"

"More than just the health bar, haven't you noticed that this shield warrior's dual resistance is ridiculously high?"

"The assassin used some very strong skills at the end, but they didn't even break the shield on that shield warrior."

"The assassin fighting the shield warrior, I don't know what the captain of Icefire Los Island was thinking."

… …

Many people felt that it was unfulfilling.

After all, the overwhelming advantage in this battle was too great.

"Third round, 2V2, please have the captains of both teams arrange for their members to enter the arena."

Fatty glanced at Shudeli Haotu and asked, "Can I 1V2? There's really no pressure, and it's not interesting for others to watch."

"Insolent fool!"

In the Icefire Los Island's rest area, a young man was extremely angry.

He was obviously angered by Fatty's arrogant attitude.

"Aren't you very strong? I hope you can be as arrogant as you were just now."

Shudeli Haotu frowned, "If you insist, I can agree to your decision."

Seeing that Fatty wanted to fight two opponents alone, many people in the audience began to shout.

Lin Tianhao knew.

Fatty's habit of showing off had returned. He now had an idea to unbind himself from Fatty.

That would directly reduce Fatty's health by hundreds of millions.

Then, he could watch Fatty fail to show off, and feel great!

However, Lin Tianhao was just thinking about it.

It was okay to trick Fatty in private, but it was a bit meaningless to trick Fatty in this kind of formal competition.

Icefire Los Island sent up two mages.

Lin Tianhao glanced at them.

Both mages had over three million health, which could be considered very high for mages at this stage.

"Fan Palace versus Icefire Los Island, third round, begin now!"

As Shudeli announced the start of the match, the battle officially began.

The first to attack was the mage wearing an ice-blue robe.

The staff in her hand… no, it was a bone staff!

It was actually a scepter made of bone.

"My lord, that is a bone staff made from the leg bone of the Ice Snow Goddess."

The voice of the Sea God Poseidon sounded in Lin Tianhao's mind.

Upon learning this, Lin Tianhao couldn't help but be shocked.

There was probably going to be trouble.

Fatty was going to pay the price for his arrogance this time.

The bone staff waved, and Fatty's body was directly frozen.

Immediately after.

The black-robed mage pinched his fingers, and a dark vortex appeared under Fatty's feet.

-278501!!

-278501!!

… …

Sustained high burst damage, this was because Fatty's dual resistance was high. If this damage were to hit an ordinary player.

The damage would definitely break through one million. The key was that this was sustained damage.

Fatty also realized the seriousness of the problem and immediately activated his Super Armor.

The freeze was removed, but a huge ice wall appeared in front of Fatty, blocking his path.

Super Armor could only remove crowd control, but it couldn't directly break through methods like ice walls.

Fatty grew wings on his back and immediately wanted to fly over.

But just as he took off, another huge ice wall appeared above his head, blocking his path.

Then came the left, right, and rear, completely sealing Fatty off.

Fatty had no choice but to wave his shield and slam it hard on the ice wall.

Once.

Twice.

Three times…

Fatty tried his best, but the ice wall only cracked after three consecutive strikes.

The fourth time, the ice wall shattered.

But a new ice wall had already appeared, blocking his path.

Seeing this scene.

Fatty secretly thought that things were bad, because there was a dark vortex under his feet. If his Super Armor ended, he would inevitably be frozen again in the dark vortex.

Then it would be endless damage.

Lin Tianhao, as a spectator, saw the situation very clearly.

If Fatty wanted to win, he had to kill this control-type mage instantly, otherwise, there was no chance at all!