"Oh my god, he's finally here and I'm about to give up."
"Dare to overcome difficulties, Senior Cheng Qianmo, you will always be my idol from now on!"
"Come on, senior, help us take revenge!"
With the appearance of Cheng Qianmo, the originally silent venue suddenly came back to life.
The students of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School were of course extremely disappointed before and were even unwilling to read any more.
But in their hearts, which one would be willing to let their alma mater be humiliated?
It's just that there is nothing you can do.
Now that Cheng Qianmo is back, they have renewed hope.
The overwhelming cheers at this moment raised the atmosphere of the venue to the highest point.
Zhang Lei stood on the main stage, his eyes even a little red.
"It's good when you come, it's good when you come!"
"There is still hope for me in Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School!"
As the grade director and referee, he felt it very clearly on the main stage.
The level of Fenghua High School is obviously one level higher than Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School.
If Cheng Qianmo doesn't come, there is no hope at all.
At this moment, Li Feiyue was sitting in the front row of the media gallery, and her eyes immediately caught Cheng Qianmo.
"Is he the legendary Sanren genius?"
"He is quite handsome and has a good figure."
"I just don't know how strong it is exactly?"
Li Feiyue's beautiful eyes wandered, and she felt a little more hopeful in her heart.
At the same time, the three strong men on the rostrum also had rich expressions.
Lu Yanmin smiled happily when he saw Cheng Qianmo arriving as promised.
As for Li Tian, as one of the initiators of this competition, he was vaguely looking forward to seeing the student he highly recommended today.
Wang Tianfeng disagreed, although he was puzzled as to why Cheng Qianmo still played in the game under such extreme circumstances.
But he still firmly believed that the current situation was already irreversible.
"What's your strategy now?"
"Is it my turn?"
In fact, Cheng Qianmo is a little confused now. He has no idea what to do next.
"Senior, come on stage, it's your turn now."
"You are the last player in our Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School, come on!"
"You are our only hope, never give up!"
Cheng Qianmo was stunned after hearing the reminder from the audience.
I just came here and I am the last contestant?
Am I still the only hope?
That's right.
How miserable is Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School’s record today?
Zhang Lei on the stage saw Cheng Qianmo's doubts and quickly pulled him to his side.
"The situation is very urgent now. You are the only one we have left."
Zhang Lei kept the story short and briefly told Cheng Qianmo about the current situation and results, as well as the situation of Fenghua High School in the past.
Cheng Qianmo frowned slightly after listening.
Judging from Zhang Lei's description, Fenghua High School's grades improved a bit too quickly.
His sixth sense told him that there seemed to be something abnormal.
"Is there any secret here?"
While he was thinking, Zhang Lei was still worried and warned him a few more words.
"Although we are at a huge disadvantage now, you should not feel any psychological pressure."
"Fight as many games as you can. Don't be burdened because it involves the school's honor."
"It would be a pity if you end up getting hurt because of this."
"If you are not exhausted, come down quickly. We are still proud of you!"
Cheng Qianmo dared to appear in this situation, Zhang Lei was already very moved.
He definitely didn't want Cheng Qianmo to have any accidents because of this competition.
I can only give you a few more words of advice at this moment.
Although he also wanted to win, the actual situation was in front of him. Even if Cheng Qianmo appeared, there was basically no hope.
Therefore, all he wants now is that Cheng Qianmo can win a few more games and regain the face he lost in Jiangcheng Yizhong.
As for turning defeat into victory, a string of elevens, such outrageous things, he couldn't even think about it.
After hearing this, Cheng Qianmo had a strange expression on his face.
Am I carrying a burden for school honor?
I don’t want to hold on?
You're right, I just came back today to return a favor!
Cheng Qianmo didn't explain much and went straight to the main stage.
At this moment, the student of Fenghua High School is ready. His name is Wang Dalei, and he is a top student in the Rocket Class.
"Are you the ace Sanren who was so popular in Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School?"
"It's a pity that you will be stepped on by me today!"
Cheng Qianmo smiled and ignored him.
When Wang Dalei saw that he was being ignored, he suddenly became angry.
With Zhang Lei's order, the game officially began.
In an instant, information from both sides emerged simultaneously.
Wang Dalei's level is level 10 and his profession is Berserker. There is nothing special about him.
And when everyone present saw Cheng Qianmo's message, they were all shocked.
"He...he's actually level 17?"
"I remember correctly, it's only been three days since the secret realm assessment, and he has actually been promoted to three levels?"
"On average, you level up by one level per day? What kind of terrifying speed is this?"
"Damn it, it looks like there is really hope!"
"Senior Cheng Qianmo is awesome!"
Many students from Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School immediately became excited after seeing Cheng Qianmo's level.
Everyone who had originally given up hope was vaguely rekindled at this moment.
On the rostrum, Wang Tianfeng stood up directly and looked at Cheng Qianmo in disbelief.
He didn't believe that a mere individual could level up so quickly.
This is simply unbelievable.
Li Tian, who was sitting in the middle, turned to the right thoughtfully, and then asked with a strange expression: "Are these all included in your calculations?"
At this moment, Li Tian finally understood why Lu Yanmin had been so calm and composed.
The reason why he was not disturbed by Wang Tianfeng at all was because he hid such a terrible trump card.
After Lu Yanmin heard this, he touched his nose very rarely, trying to hide his embarrassment.
He did know in advance that Cheng Qianmo would come back on time, but how did he know that he would reach level 17?
How could anyone know such an outrageous thing in advance?
But now that Li Tian took the initiative to say it, he couldn't refute it, so he could only pretend to be profound.
Li Tian didn't understand the meaning of Lu Yanmin's little action just now, and he just felt that he had guessed it right.
"It's better you, Old Lu, can bear it."
"With a king bomb in your hand, you see all kinds of straights and flying faces on the other side, so you are too lazy to bomb, right?"
"Wait until the police call from the other side and then come out?"
Li Tian used the terminology of fighting landlords to vividly summarize the current situation.
Many reporters in the media box behind him were amused by his humor.
The strange metaphor he just used is indeed very vivid.
Straight, the plane rides on the face, just like the previous team competition, the wheel battle failed miserably.
The call to the police means that Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School has only the last chance left. If it doesn't take action, Fenghua High School will play all the cards in its hand.
Unlike the atmosphere of laughter and laughter in the audience, the atmosphere on the main stage was very awkward. The two formed a sharp contrast.
Wang Dalei, who had just praised Haikou, was now in a trance.
who I am?
where am I?
What am I going to do?
I remember, I really want to fight someone who is 7 levels higher than me.
How the hell do you fight this?
There was no turning back when the bow was fired, so Wang Dalei had no choice but to bite the bullet now.
I saw a layer of red flames bursting out from his whole body, which was the Berserker's signature skill - berserk.
Violence can increase one's own attributes by 30% within 10 seconds.
I saw him holding a two-handed giant sword and rushing out in one stride.
However, before he had even rushed two steps, he saw Cheng Qianmo, who leisurely took out the Gatling gun and pointed the muzzle at himself.
Wang Dalei reacted very quickly. Taking advantage of his current attribute bonus, he blocked the giant sword in front of him and tried to forcefully approach Cheng Qianmo.
But then, he saw a scene he would never forget.
Da da da!
The sound of bullets from the Gatling gun was like a ghost calling for life, extremely harsh.
The giant sword shattered instantly after being hit by several bullets.
After losing his protection, Wang Dalei kept retreating as if he was hit by a violent air wave.
Every time a bullet hits him, his health will drop rapidly.
After the 10 consecutive rounds, he fell to the ground.
Cheng Qianmo actually used only one skill to kill Wang Dalei.
This time, the passive isn't even triggered.
Who can I talk to to reason with this?
Everyone present was shocked at this moment.
What kind of horrific injury is this?
Because Cheng Qianmo's attributes are too high compared to these students.
Each of his attacks comes with a severe crushing bonus.
So Wang Dalei couldn't even master a single skill.
Just one bullet directly shattered his two-handed sword, which is the best proof.
As the saying goes, one force can defeat ten.
In the face of Cheng Qianmo's absolute harm, he specializes in all kinds of bells and whistles.
Originally, this word belonged to Sanren, but now it is completely reversed.
At this moment, Wang Tianfeng felt like someone had punched him hard in the chest.
He murmured somewhat unconfidently: "What kind of monster is this?"