Looking at the text message sent by Shangguan Yan, Wang Machao was dumbfounded.
What!?
How the—?!
This was only the first wave of attacks, and the whole process had only taken less than a minute. The others were probably still carefully studying the enemy's Skill mechanism to prevent themselves from being killed instantly!
That Lin Ye kid knew all the enemy players' HP…
Just like that?
'Oh my God!'
'What kind of terrifying observation and calculation ability is this?'
Even some high-level Professionals above level 30 who had participated in countless dark wave battles could not figure out the exact amount of HP of these Cockroach-Men in such a short time!
'Including me....'
He was also stunned for a long time. Even he couldn't figure out the Cockroach-Man's HP!
*Sigh*
'Forget it.'
The more he thought about it, the more ridiculous he felt.
He could only say…