I'm a god-level boss

Chapter 225

The whole place also erupted, chanting Mo Wusheng's name.

But Mo Wusheng couldn't laugh. After leaving the ring, he was distraught and wanted to go to the hospital.But the award ceremony hasn’t happened yet, so I can’t leave.

Just when Mo Wusheng was extremely entangled, the appearance of two figures made him pleasantly surprised and stopped his inner entanglement.

"Lan Xin, why are you back?" Qing Ling was startled by Lan Xin's departure and return. More importantly, she woke up, with a tissue stuffed in her nose, and returned with Ah Jiu's help. In the audience.

"I woke up when I was almost at the hospital. After I woke up, I was clamoring to come back. Fortunately, I caught up." Ah Jiu sighed. He originally wanted to send Lan Xin to the hospital, but he didn't expect Lan Xin to be there. I woke up halfway and started making noises to come back.

After Ah Jiu found out the reason, there was no way to send it back.

"Has it started? Boss and devil?" Lan Xin asked Qing Ling with concern.

"Well, we were just about to start, and Wu Sheng took third place." Qing Ling did not forget to tell Lan Xin the good news.

When Lan Xin heard Qing Ling's words, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes and she looked at Mo Wusheng.

Mo Wusheng didn't look at her anymore, since she asked the devil when she opened her mouth, he turned his eyes away to look at the ring.

Lin Zhao's handsome profile appeared on the big screen, and the lights on the stage focused on him alone.

An ordinary person would be so nervous that he would be covered in sweat, but Lin Zhao was not.After debugging the computer, he raised his eyes to look in the direction of Qing Ling and the others, and then smiled at them.

Such a smile fell into the eyes of audiences all over the world, and they suddenly felt like they were going crazy.

Isn't this man really sent by God to entertain everyone?
"Long time no see, Azhao." After entering the game, devil appeared in Lin Zhao's sight, and devil's voice came from the headset.

When this familiar voice filled the entire stadium, many people shed tears.

Everyone misses the devil, the God of War, who used to kill everyone on the field.

"I don't think you want to see me after today." As soon as Lin Zhao spoke, his deep magnetic voice spread throughout the stadium, and many spectators felt like their ears were getting pregnant.

This man is really over the top, he is good-looking and has a very nice voice.

"Really? Let's get started!" Devil was no longer polite to Lin Zhao. He had fought against Lin Zhao before and knew that he was an unfathomable person.He also felt a certain amount of pressure, "By the way, you can't use my fighting style against me anymore. Be yourself, be your true self, and use your Lin Zhao methods to fight against me." Faced with the devil's request, Lin Zhao laughed softly.

He nodded and said okay, and then the two began to fight under everyone's attention.

Lin Zhao's operations are very meticulous, so meticulous that he can catch the opponent's slightest weakness, magnify the weakness, and then attack the opponent's shortcomings.

Devil's mobility is good, but the operation is still a bit clumsy. It is obvious that he has not fully integrated with the people in the game, which is a very fatal thing.

Lin Zhao quickly discovered this shortcoming and changed his own playing style to specifically target the opponent's shortcomings.

Only 2 minutes later, Devil's health was beaten to a pulp by Lin Zhao, while Lin Zhao still had 50.00% of his health.

It was already clear who was weak and who was strong, and Lan Xin was dumbfounded when she saw this scene.

She knew there was a gap between devil and the boss, but the gap was too big.

When the huge word "victory" appears on the big screen, everyone can tell whose interface this screen is on without having to guess.

The entire audience also fell into silence. Every time Devil won a game before, everyone cheered with excitement and joy.On the contrary, it was Lin Zhaoying, but everyone didn't feel anything at all. They thought this was a normal thing.

Now that devil has lost to Lin Zhao, everyone has no idea what to think.

After taking a deep breath, no one dared to look at Lin Zhao, and no one dared to face Devil, who was slightly distracted in the game.

"Lost..." A flash of disappointment flashed in Lan Xin's eyes, she thought devil would win.

"There are always winners and losers in games, it's okay." Qing Ling comforted Lan Xin.

Lan Xin showed a wry smile, "It's okay, it's normal to lose when you meet the boss." Lan Xin seemed to be comforting herself. She knew that Devil might lose, but she didn't expect that he would lose so miserably.

He didn't have the posture of God of War at all, and was restrained by Lin Zhao. However, under the premise of such absolute restraint, he was able to knock out half of Lin Zhao's blood, which was incredible.

Because you need to know that those soldiers before were not even able to knock out Lin Zhao's blood.

"Lin God! Lin God!"

Cheers burst out from the field in unison, and everyone saw that it was the Chinese support group waving the flag of the Gods Team and shouting Lin Zhao's in-game title.

"No. 1 in the team competition, and all seven character champions in the individual competition! Team of the gods! The true master of kings! Congratulations to the gods, for winning all characters, and first place in the team!" The Chinese commentator was completely crazy, all characters First, what does this mean?This means that their Gods Team is the well-deserved number one!It is the absolute first!

When Lin Zhao and Mo Wusheng stood on the podium, everyone looked with regret at the second empty seat where someone should have been standing.

There was a disappointed expression in everyone's eyes. This disappointed expression did not last long because the lights in the audience dimmed at the moment of awarding the award.Then a shining figure appeared at No. 2's position.

The moment a ghost figure belonging to the devil appeared, the audience burst into thunderous applause.

"Congratulations to our former God of War, Devil, for winning the second place in the world. Finally, I wish the Emperor more and more success!" There are two hosts, one from China and the other from abroad.

The Chinese host said something, and the English host translated it later. The entire audience stood up and burst into thunderous applause.

"Now I would like to invite Mr. Qingque, the founder of our Renhuang company, to award trophies to the top three players in the Renhuang game." Amid everyone's applause, a figure walked to the podium.

Lin Zhao looked at Mo Wusheng in confusion, and Mo Wusheng also looked confused.

Because they watched her leave, why did they come back?
Qingque walked steadily, and the moment she appeared, almost all the girls present screamed at the top of their lungs.

Its popularity is no less than that of those world-class stars.

Qing Que looked up and scanned the auditorium, showing a charming smile.

(End of this chapter)