The punch speed of eight punches per second is definitely considered a master among Star Warriors. Hu Qing relied on the rapid hand sword punch of ten times per second to be invincible in the Star Warrior Competition.
At least up to now, among the many people who have fought in the Star Martial Arts Tournament, Hu Qing has the fastest hand speed, but the fastest among the others is only eight punches per second.
Wang Lan's display of such fast punch speed did not surprise the audience. Perhaps their expectations for Wang Lan were too high, and they would not be surprised if Wang Lan showed more abilities.
It's just that Wang Lan knocked An Wei out of the ring and flew to the stands in an instant. Such a ruthless attack really caused the scene to fall into a dead silence.
But soon, An Wei got up quickly after landing, looked up at Wang Lan, who was looking at her on the stage, with a hint of embarrassment in her eyes, and turned around with a cold snort.
"It seems... Xiaolang player seems to be hitting hard, but in fact he is using weak force. His purpose is just to knock Anwei player off the ring." The host quickly broke the dead silence with ease.
"good"
"Man enough"
In the stands, the audience who understood everything cheered enthusiastically. Although the battle was not hearty and far from the excitement of the previous one. But can you blame Wang Lan? The opponent was too weak, and he didn't want to.
"Successfully entering the third round will reward you with two thousand experience points and one hundred and fifty skill points."
When Wang Lan returned to the backstage, Hu Qing greeted him, "Congratulations!"
"Aren't you done with the competition? Why didn't you go back?"
"In the next round, twenty-five will advance to thirteen, so we have to draw in advance, and there will be a bye spot."
"That means I can't leave before the end of tonight?"
"Wait a minute, there's only one game left."
The competition ended in half an hour. Under the host's sensational speech, the audience bid farewell to the eliminated contestants who advanced from fifty to twenty-five with warm applause.
"The next step is to draw the top 13 from the top 25 in the third round. The organizer stipulates that any contestant who can successfully advance to the top 13 in the fourth round will be awarded 100,000 yuan in cash to each contestant.
This is the organizer's affirmation of the players' strength and the encouragement and recognition of the players' wonderful competition. However, before the draw of the 25th to 13th battle, a lucky player with a bye will be drawn.
This player will receive a bye into the Thirteenth Tournament, and will also receive a cash reward of 100,000 yuan from the organizer without any effort. Who is this lucky player? Please look at the big screen!"
On the big screen, the photos of the players flashed rapidly.
"stop!"
The big screen freezes, and on the screen, Wang Lan wearing a mask appears in the center of the screen.
"Wow"
"Little wolf, little wolf"
"It's Xiaolang player. Congratulations to Xiaolang player who got a bye and entered the top 13 directly!"
Wang Lan was also stunned. When he was drawing, he really didn't expect that he would get the bye. But it really proved the saying that flowers planted with intention will not bloom, but willows planted with no intention will make shade.
When you don't have any expectations for a good thing, good things will happen to you. Some people buy lottery tickets every day but fail to win the prize, and some people buy lottery tickets just to find change and win the jackpot.
Do you think this world is irritating?
"Successfully entering the fourth round of the Star Martial Arts Tournament will reward you with 3,000 experience points and 200 skill points."
When the bye players were confirmed, the system suddenly popped up a prompt again. The moment the prompt sounded, a warm current flowed through Wang Lan's body. As if he was wandering in the ocean of star power, star power surged through his limbs.
At this moment, the big screen was showing Wang Lan a close-up, and at this moment, Wang Lan's whole body suddenly flashed with strong fluctuations of star power.
If Wang Lan hadn't restrained himself, he would have subconsciously opened the Star Palace.
but!
Is this the point?
Backstage, twenty-five contestants, including those participating today and those who had won previous rounds, were all together in the background.
Can the surge of star power around Wang Lan's body be hidden from their eyes? Such a familiar fluctuation scene is a living breakthrough.
At this moment, everyone realized Wang Lan's true star power level.
It's not the speculated late stage, it's not the officially announced mid-term, so why is he actually in the early stage? Early Star Glory? It's only now that he has broken through to the mid-Star Glory.
Wang Lan quickly immersed himself in the sea of spiritual consciousness and looked at the system, character, Wang Lan! Level, Star 4, experience value 300/50000.
In Wang Lan's mind, Xingyao 4 should be regarded as the early stage, right? After all, it hasn't reached the middle point yet? But how can a normal star warrior have such a clear and detailed division? The early, middle and late stages are just vague judgments. According to the distance, the next time The breakthrough is determined in the long run.
Withdrawing from the sea of spiritual consciousness, Wang Lan raised his head.
The world is so quiet, everyone around is staring at him like a wooden sculpture.
"Eh? Is it stuck?" Wang Lan asked out of nowhere.
"Hahaha..." The audience outside the venue burst out laughing when they heard Wang Lan's cute words.
"Um, Xiaolang, have you made a breakthrough?" Hu Qing asked stuttering.
"Ah? No, if you break through so early, you will gain a little bit."
"Brother Xiaolang, why are you so open-minded and telling lies?" A burly man pointed at Wang Lan with a face full of grief and anger, "Just now you clearly broke through from the early stage of Star Glory to the middle stage of Star Glory."
"Yes, this star power fluctuation cannot deceive anyone. Originally, we always thought that brother Xiaolang's star power level should be in the late stage of Star Glory. The official announcement of the Star Power level in the middle stage of Star Glory was to deliberately conceal your strength.
But... we still guessed wrong. The official did cover up your strength, but they didn't expect you to be in the early stage of Star Glory."
"We have only broken through to the middle stage of Star Glory until now, but your men have already lost three masters from the late stage of Star Glory. Brother Xiaolang, you can't be too pretentious... A breakthrough is a breakthrough, there is nothing to deny!"
"Ahem..." Wang Lan quickly shrank, "Brothers and sisters, I'm really not pretending. The improvement in the Star Glory Realm... is that considered a breakthrough? I thought the so-called breakthrough was to increase the level of star power. "
In the background, there was dead silence again.
Everyone looked at Wang Lan with somewhat separated eyes.
Suddenly, a big hand patted Wang Lan's shoulder, a two-meter-tall steel man.
Wang Lan's body tensed up instantly, "Brother Zhu, do you... have any advice?"
"Brother Xiaolang, do you know in the world of Star Warriors how many Star Warriors are beaten to death every year for showing off? There are at least 500 of them. They are just too good at it and don't care whether others can tolerate it or not. .
Now... I really want to hit you, but if you tell me how you managed to break through in this situation, how about I let you go?"
"That's right, otherwise I'll ask the organizer to change the rules, and we'll beat you up in a group in the next game!"
"That's right!"
Everything that happened backstage was broadcast to the front of the stage without any interruption. The five hundred spectators in the front stage audience immediately showed knowing smiles and watched with gusto.
To ordinary people, star warriors are mysterious, powerful, and serious.
Most of the star warriors they can see are in movies, TV series, and the Internet. Even if there are star warriors around in reality, ordinary people cannot understand their lives and the way they get along with each other.
Now they see that the star warriors are no different from them at all. They will tease each other, make fun of each other, and make fun of each other. At this moment, the star warriors in the background have completed their true transformation in their eyes.
They are human beings too, ordinary mortals like themselves.
He is not a serious and meticulous immortal.
He is not a cruel, violent, and quick-witted savage.
Everyone will also joke and hurt each other, brag and show off, and fight stubbornly. Maybe the keyboard warrior who joins you in the online battle of 3000 will be a star warrior god that you are familiar with.
"Is this...really necessary?" Wang Lan was a little hesitant, but upon hearing Wang Lan's words, everyone's eyes lit up.
Is there really a way?
They were just joking and trying to get closer to Xiaolang.
The little wolf is different from them. They have reached the end of their life, and unless they use soul beads to pile up, they will never be able to improve. Most of them are in their thirties or even forties, and extracting cell energy is a chronic suicide.
But Wang Lan is different. Wang Lan's ability to break through shows that he is still in the growth stage. Maybe Wang Lan is really a person with a background as rumored. He may participate in the Star Martial Arts Tournament just for fun.
After hearing Wang Lan's words, the two dozen star warriors in the background all pricked up their ears.
"Actually... I just got lucky and got a bye, and I got 100,000 yuan in vain.
One hundred thousand yuan, I can’t even earn one hundred thousand yuan a year, I’m so excited, I can finally eat meat. When I think of this, the blood in my body surges and instantly breaks through the Ren and Du veins..."
"Fuck, I can't stand listening anymore. Where's my big sword, Marde, where's the big sword..."
Wang Lan's figure flashed and disappeared with a whoosh.
"I'm leaving now. I'll come back when the official competition begins." The words were still floating in the background, but Wang Lan was nowhere to be seen.
After Wang Lan left, the recording of the program was coming to an end.
When Wang Lan took a bath and slept, the news about Wang Lan quietly became a hot search topic.
"Shocking, Xiaolang's true strength is exposed. It turns out that he is only in the early stage of Star Glory."
"After the war, he got a bye and got a bonus of 100,000 yuan for nothing. Xiaolang was so excited that he broke through in public."
"What makes Little Wolf become the public enemy of the Star Martial Arts Tournament? He is so good at showing off that he almost causes a mass brawl."
The titles that attracted research and the content of spoilers made the anxious viewers who were waiting for the start of the Star Martial Arts Tournament instantly excited.
Staring with red eyes, he clicked on the spoiler posts one after another like a wolf and a tiger.
"Xiaolang is in the early stage of Star Martial Arts? Hahaha... I just said he is a silver pewter spearhead, right? He deserves to be eliminated."
"The person upstairs is obviously a professional keyboard warrior who comes to the party with his mouth open. Don't you read the content? Xiaolang defeated his opponent in seconds and successfully advanced."
"There is a saying that has long been spread in the world of Star Warriors. A truly strong person can ignore the gap in Star Warrior levels. Xiaolang defeated many powerful enemies in the late Star Martial Arts stage with his early Star Martial Arts. This undoubtedly proves this law."
"So it turns out that star warriors are also pretenders? Now I'm thinking, is the gangster with whom I fought online for 300 rounds last night a star warrior?"
"A moment of silence for those upstairs..."
"Pray for blessings upstairs..."
"Light up the incense upstairs..."
"What do you mean? Are you jealous of me and Star Warrior Si?"
"Silly boy, we will fight for 300 rounds online. If the opponent is really a star warrior, send warmth offline along the network cable... How many rounds can you fight?"