The three of them didn't think they could lose the next round.
They'd only lost the first round because they hadn't understood how the other three played.
Now that they'd figured out these guys' playstyles, they knew how to defend against the monk.
Besides, they still had an instant-kill skill they hadn't used.
In that situation, they figured that even if they couldn't win against the three of them with absolute certainty, they still had at least a seventy percent chance.
After all, their height advantage was just too great.
Wang Yi grinned and nodded at them. "You three benefactors are far too generous. Once wasn't enough, so you're treating me again. In that case, I'd be rude to refuse. This Buddha Lord will gladly accept."
The three of them were even angrier. "Enough talk. Serve!"
Seven minutes later, Wang Yi held his right hand upright before his chest and chanted a Buddhist prayer. "Amitabha. Well done, well done. Thank you, three benefactors, for the evolution points, Dragon Coins, and Combat Power you've given me. I thank you—and your ancestors for eight generations!"
The three of them were consumed by hatred.
First, they hated that they weren't strong enough to beat this sleazy monk who was carrying girls.
Second, they hated that the game had an anti-violence system. Otherwise, they would've beaten the hell out of him.
After winning that round, Wang Fugui had also reached level one.
Wang Yi told Wang Fugui to put all her evolution points into speed.
With her excellent positioning and spatial awareness on the court, increasing her speed would let her get into better positions and create more space.
After those three guys left the room, grumbling and cursing, the next team to enter consisted of one man and two women.
The man