บท 57: The Third Floor of the Secret Plane, A Powerful Team of Magical Beasts

Seeing Wang Yu's performance, the audience fell into a dead silence.

Even those experienced and knowledgeable old foxes on the platform could not say a word.

You call him a Fishing Master?

This was the first reaction of many people.

After a short silence, the scene instantly exploded.

"Am I dreaming?"

"Nine Shadow Panthers were killed in one hit? Who would believe this?"

"He's really a Fishing Master? Since when were lifestyle profession players so strong?"

"Is there a possibility that Wang Yu is the stronger one and not a lifestyle profession class holder?"

"Thank you. Otherwise, I would have been kept in the dark."

"What makes him so fast? Did he use a skill?"

....

"It seems like we were all wrong!" Wang Bowen sighed.

At their level of strength, they could naturally see that Wang Yu had not used any skills, but had achieved such a terrifying speed purely with his own physique.