Chapter 89 Who is the head of the family? The crazy Wang Yuanyuan
In the audience, the person who screamed the loudest when seeing Xingyuan's yellow earth clone being cut in half by Wang Yuanyuan's giant shield was Chen Ying'er.

But after she found out that this was just a trick of Xingyuan, she felt very embarrassed about her performance. She stamped her feet with a red face and said angrily: "This Xingyuan must have done this on purpose to scare us."

Yue Mingnan smiled, "Ying'er, your scream just now was so loud that it seems to be echoing in my ears now."

"After all, I'm a little timid." Chen Ying'er answered unconfidently, avoiding her gaze and not daring to look into her eyes.

In fact, she was also a little puzzled as to why she was so flustered just now.

They must be worried that something might happen to the other team and they won't be able to win the rest of the group stage.

Yes, that must be the case.

Chen Ying'er convinced herself in her heart.

In the same row of contestant seats, several male contestants sitting together were talking to each other.

"How do I feel..."

Assassin No. 6 looked around and then whispered, "Why do I feel like this brother-in-law isn't as strong as I imagined."

"I've already said that we're afraid of the big sister."

Assassin No. 3 rolled his eyes at him, then moved two seats to the side. "If she hears this, you will definitely be in trouble."

After hearing this, Assassin No. 6 was stunned for a moment, and quickly changed his words: "Then I didn't say anything just now, and you didn't hear anything either."

"Humph……"

Magic No. 4, who is a member of the Magic Temple together with Xingyuan and has witnessed the opponent's performance in two games during the preliminary round, is quite disdainful of the remarks made by these two people.

Although the six major temples together form the current Temple Alliance, the status of each major temple is not completely equal, let alone the members under their command.

On the surface, the Knights' Temple is the temple with the strongest overall strength in the Temple Alliance, followed by the Magic Temple. Assassins' Temple, which is comparable to the Warriors' Temple, ranks fifth in overall strength among the six temples, which is second to last.

Coupled with the ideas and concepts that the Magic Temple has instilled in its members since childhood, Magic No. 4, who was originally timid in front of Xingyuan, developed an inexplicable sense of superiority when facing two assassin players.

"You said our number one is not strong?"

He looked at Assassin No. 6 who first expressed his opinion, and said with a rather disdainful tone: "Didn't you notice that our No. 1 has only used one fifth-level magic so far?

I've seen it for a long time. Our No. 1 was just itching to play around with this female warrior on a whim."

After hearing this, Assassin No. 6 didn't know what to say. After all, he didn't know much about earth magicians. He made the judgment simply based on the fact that the moves performed by Xingyuan were not very powerful.

"And what you meant just now is that the number one of our Magic Temple is not as powerful as the big sister you mentioned?"

After confronting Assassin No. 6, he turned his attention to Temple No. 3.

Assassin No. 3 was not afraid of him at all, and replied calmly: "The big sister we just mentioned is the number one of our temple."

I don't know where he came up with the conclusion that Magic Temple No. 4 is greater than Assassin Temple No. 3, but Magic No. 4's tone still reveals a sense of superiority. However, he did not refute the other party, but just said lightly, "Anyway, when we meet in the finals, we will know who is the head of the family between our No. 1 and your No. 1."

"That must be..." Assassins No. 3 and No. 6 were about to support their big sister, but when they thought of how weak the big sister looked in front of her brother-in-law during the preliminary round, they lost some confidence for a moment.

"We'll just have to wait and see. If someone doesn't know, they'd think you guys are number one in the Magic Temple Alliance."

……

"boom--"

On the field, Wang Yuanyuan swung the giant shield in his hand, and used the sharp lower end to counter the fist coming from the Xingyuan steel-bodied giant.

Although he had discovered that Xingyuan had not kept his promise to him not to let him win in the game, he still looked at the nearly five-meter-tall steel giant, who had only a slight crack on his fist after taking a blow from his giant spirit shield embedded with a void silver crystal.

Wang Yuanyuan's mentality also changed to some extent, especially when she thought of her ridiculous behavior of asking the opponent not to let up in the game, she felt her self-esteem was somewhat frustrated.

If Xingyuan really didn't let her win, the outcome would have been decided when she was tricked by the opponent's Yellow Earth clone, right?
Is it possible that the bloodline of the giant spirit that has been passed down in his family since its glorious days, six thousand years of heritage, and more than ten years of hard training, are so ridiculous compared to a true genius?

Wang Yuanyuan doesn’t think so!
Noticing that after Wang Yuanyuan had fought a few moves with the steel giant, the hands holding the shield were shaking slightly, Xingyuan also controlled the iron giant to slow down the attack a little.

Then two empty silver crystals appeared in Wang Yuanyuan's hands, and without thinking, he directly embedded them into the other two adjacent holes on the Giant Spirit Shield in his hand.

Are you going to show your real abilities?

Xingyuan's eyes lit up slightly, and he stuck the dragon-head staff in his hand into the ground, stopping the churning waves of earth under his feet like an anchor. The liquid spiritual power in his body flowed out from his fingertips along the tendons of his arms. While drawing magic patterns in front of him, he began to utter syllables from his mouth.

Perform two tasks at once and cast spells at the same time.

Xingyuan's powerful mental strength makes him like a high-memory "machine" that can run two "programs" that require a lot of mental strength at the same time.

After embedding two more empty silver crystals, the weight of the Giant Spirit Shield had increased to the point where Wang Yuanyuan needed to use both hands to wield it.

However, because a lot of physical strength had been consumed just now, Wang Yuanyuan's spiritual power reserves and physical condition were no longer at their peak. Even swinging the Giant Spirit God's Shield was difficult for him.

I saw two steel giants rising from the ground on the Xingyuan side.

Wang Yuanyuan couldn't help but smile bitterly, then bit her tongue with a resolute look.

Berserk, the secret skill of the Warrior Temple.

This requires extremely high physical strength from the user, who needs to burn qi and blood to gain explosive power. If the duration of the frenzy is not controlled well, the user may burn out all his qi and blood and die.

Wang Yuanyuan is going to fight to the death...

Xingyuan had excellent eyesight and could clearly see that after Wang Yuanyuan used the berserk skill, blood steam was slowly emitting from her exposed pores.

The few drops of sweat that were sliding down her tight skin also turned red.

Xingyuan admired Wang Yuanyuan's character, so he raised his hand and pressed the dragon-headed staff that was sticking beside him into the ground...

(End of this chapter)