At this moment, in the stands, Wang Yu, who was regarded as inhumane by most of the audience, was lying on the ground of the competition venue, looking at Ximen Zhaoqing provocatively.
It seems to be saying: I just like the way you are now, you can't stand me, and you can't kill me!
Ximen Zhaoqing's triumphant expression just now, as he felt that he was sure of victory, gradually became dull and then disappeared as Wang Yu's words followed.
At this moment, his expression turned gloomy again.
He originally thought that after racking his brains, expending so much energy, consuming so many brain cells, and spending such a high price, he was able to temporarily eliminate his opponent's ghost servants, and that he had already won.
Unexpectedly, the Taoist boy at the peak of the third level in front of him not only had ghost servants of the ghost general level, but also had eighth-level defensive props!
Is it so outrageous?
You are a Taoist boy at the third level!
You are not an eighth-level Celestial Master!
You bring out an eight-level prop and let us other contestants, how do we play?
Of course, there was still a trace of luck in his heart, and he felt that the guy in front of him might also be deceiving him!
After all, it is outrageous for a Taoist boy who is at the peak of the third level to possess an eighth level prop.
And the probability that the eighth-level prop happened to be a defensive prop was even slimmer.
If the other party said that, he was lying to himself, using words to deceive himself, making himself believe that the armor he was wearing was an eighth-level defense item, so that he would not dare to attack him.
Therefore, it is not impossible to delay the opponent's ghost servant until it escapes the control of the ghost-fixing talisman!
The more Ximen Zhaoqing thought about it, the more he felt that the possibility of this was very high!
The gloomy expression on his face turned into a sneer. He looked at Wang Yu and said, "Pretend, keep pretending, and you are still pretending to be an eight-level defensive prop. Are you bragging too much?"
"Why didn't you say that the props on your body are ninth-level props, or even god-level power props?"
"Before you fooled me, didn't you think about it? Could you fool me by what you said? Am I that stupid? Do I just believe whatever you say?"
"If you told me that the armor you are wearing is a level three or level four prop, I might be able to believe it."
"Eight-level props, do you know what an eight-level prop represents? What does it mean? Even if you sell your life, it won't be enough for the value of an eighth-level prop!"
"You still want to fool me so that I don't dare to attack you easily, so as to achieve your purpose of delaying time, right?"
"It's a pity. If it were someone else, I might have really fooled you, but who am I? I'm from the Ximen family! I have brains! I don't believe that this prop on your body is There are eight-level defense items!”
As he spoke, a fierce look flashed in Ximen Zhaoqing's eyes. He raised his right hand and pointed at Wang Yu again.
The moisture in the air quickly condensed around him, condensing into dozens of finger-thick water cones, and then suddenly shot towards Wang Yu.
If the water needles before were like bullets, then the water cones now are like cannonballs.
The distance between Wang Yu and Ximen Zhaoqing is already very short.
Dozens of water cones hit Wang Yu's body in the blink of an eye.
Under Ximen Zhaoqing's expectant eyes, dozens of water cones turned into a puddle of water as soon as they came into contact with Wang Yu's body, flowing along Wang Yu's body and all over the floor.
Not only did it hit the upper body, but the water cones on the armor were like this, even the water cones on the opponent's arms, thighs and even lower body that he deliberately aimed at were like this.
Even in a position that is not directly protected by armor, before the water cone comes into contact with the opponent's body, it is blocked by an invisible and intangible layer, similar to a light film.
Ximen Zhaoqing's expectant eyes became dull as the water cone turned into running water.
He now felt that it no longer mattered whether the opponent's armor was a level eight defensive item.
Even if this item is not a level eight defensive item, it cannot break through the defense on its own.
Even though he didn't want to admit it, he now had to admit that what the other party said was correct.
It is true that he cannot break through the opponent's defense. Once the opponent's ghost servant breaks free of the ghost-fixing talisman, he will definitely lose!
Wang Yu watched helplessly as water cones flew towards him beside Ximen Zhaoqing, but he was not in a hurry at all, and even didn't even bother to move.
He watched helplessly as the water cone hit his body, but when he was hit by the water cone, he didn't even feel it. His body was hit, but he felt that his body was wet.
He looked down and his face suddenly darkened.
From the angle of his lowered head, he could see that he was basically submerged in water.
In particular, there was a lot of water under my butt. I didn’t know anyone, so I thought I couldn’t hold back my pee, so I could do it anywhere!
Seeing this scene, Wang Yu's face immediately turned dark.
Then, he looked at Ximen Zhaoqing with a look of disgust. While moving his body upward to get away from the puddle of water, he said in a disgusting tone: "You are sick, right?"
"If you want to do it, do it well. Why are you pouring water on me? You are a water spirit professional, can you just pour water on others?"
"Do you have qualities? Do you have a sense of public morality? Where is the morality? Where is the bottom line? Are you here to participate in the competition, or are you here to clean? Or, are you here to give me a bath?"
"I have to be prepared for taking a shower! I haven't even taken off my clothes. How can I take a shower with my clothes on? Besides, there are so many spectators watching here. It's not good for you to take a shower for me!"
"It's okay now. It's like I wet the bed! Oh, it's so disgusting! You've made me wet all over my body. If I catch a cold later, you have to be responsible!"
Ximen Zhaoqing's face was already ugly. After hearing Wang Yu's trash talk, he wanted to strangle him to death!
Of course, this idea just popped up and was immediately rejected by him.
After all, no one knows what kind of messy functions the armor on this guy has.
If it has some kind of anti-injury attribute, and you go up to pinch him, but it doesn't hurt him, but instead hurts yourself, it's not worth it.
However, in long-range attacks, the water cone with the highest lethality is useless to the opponent, so what other methods can I use?
Ximen Zhaoqing thought hard for a while. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the referee on the side, and his eyes lit up.
He directly pointed at the referee and protested: "Referee! This person is cheating! He used an eighth-level prop to compete with us, the third-level peak players, how can we compare?"
"This is obviously cheating, and cheating in front of you is simply too arrogant. If I were you, I really couldn't bear it!"
