Chapter 142 As I expected

PreviousBack to directoryNext
With ten steps and one kill, he galloped through the formation of the Imperial Style Team, wreaking havoc and rampage as if they were in an uninhabited land.

But none of the professional-level players in Royal Style Team can limit the ability to kill in ten steps.

This is unreasonable!

Totally incomprehensible!

Prejudgment is useless.

Forcing is useless.

Avoiding is useless.

It seems that all responses are so powerless at this moment.

I only saw a swordsman, constantly waving the lightsaber in his hand, neutralizing all attacks, and then releasing his most threatening attack.

This is a style of play that only belongs to Lin Feng, a style that only belongs to Shadow.

"Are you fighting purely on instinct?"

Zhang Jiale couldn't help but sigh.

What kind of monster is this!

It took a lot of effort to feel that I was a little bit closer to the most powerful player, but in the end, I saw this scene again.

The swordsman is galloping, and the imperial wind is resisting.

For a time, both sides, whose blood volume continued to drop, became the center of attention on the field.

Blocking and attacking, this simple magnificence seemed to arouse the enthusiasm of all the audience.

At this moment, whether they were fans of Team Royal Style, fans of Team Tyranny, or spectators who just wanted to watch it live, they couldn't help but shout!

"Shadow! Shadow!"

This guy who has been highly anticipated since he entered the league finally showed his bravery in this game that has never been seen in Glory's ten years.

powerful!

No one dislikes strong players. Only strong players deserve to have huge fans!

Just relying on this wave of operations, Shadow is worthy of the great-level contract he has signed now.

Go! Fight!

Release everything you have, release everything you have on this glorious arena!

At this moment, although there are many great gods on the competition field, the one who shines with the most powerful light is still the shadow!

Our shadow!

The audience cheered, this is our shadow!

We all know each other!

We chatted with him and made business calls with him!

We even bought materials from him, and he even taught us how to conquer the dungeon!

He is our closest companion, a player who connects the professional arena with ordinary players!

He is not so unreachable, he is just an ordinary online game player!

What happened to online game players?

Online game players are now the brightest and most powerful ones in this arena!

In a minute-long explosion, the formation of the Imperial Style Team was completely torn apart by killing one person every ten steps.

Sweep the floor and burn incense, die on the spot!

Now, the numbers are even!

"Attack!" Zhang Xinjie made a decisive decision without any other instructions.

The Imperial Style Team has always relied on only one trump card, and that is their god-level character Sweeper and Incense. The equipment attributes of Sweeper and Incense itself can crush most professional account characters.

Nowadays, he is the only character that Royal Style Team relies on.

died.

Then what else is there to be afraid of?

There’s nothing to be afraid of, right?

What's more, the professional combinations of the remaining characters in Team Tyranny are still perfect.

Knight, swordsman, ammunition, priest.

These four professions include all the functions required on the battlefield.

What should I use to fight? How else can I fight?

Light and shadow reappeared, and Zhang Jiale charged into battle again. This great master has never missed a beat since he joined the Tyranny team. Whether it was covering or dealing damage, a great master like Zhang Jiale, with his extraordinary personal strength, never made a mistake.

"Withdraw!" Yang Motian of the Royal Wind Team made his judgment.

There is no way to fight, and we cannot continue to fight like this.

Moreover, you absolutely cannot admit defeat under such circumstances.

Evacuate first, then look for opportunities.

However, when he changed his perspective and was about to escape, he saw a tall knight standing behind them.

The mountains are cracking.

Zheng Chengfeng.

The knight profession has always been an extremely important profession. Whether it is a dungeon guide or a team battle, you can never avoid the mt profession like the knight. A truly qualified mt must do it to restrict the most critical players.

.

Among the few remaining characters in Royal Style Team, who else is the most critical?

Boxer? Magic scholar? Ammunition expert?

Or is it the one in front of you, the guardian angel?

The knight rushed forward and struck with his shield. The shield in his hand suddenly slammed down. The gentle angel had no time to dodge and was hit hard.

Boxing master Lian Jin hurriedly retaliated, without hesitation, he grabbed Shan Feng Di split, and then threw it far away.

It's a throwing skill. It's a judo throwing skill.

Shanfengdikai was wearing plate armor and was very heavy, so he couldn't throw it very far.

So after the mountain cracked and the ground fell to the ground, I ran towards this direction again.

Something is wrong.

Something suddenly went wrong with Yang Motian of the Royal Style Team.

The strength that the shadow exploded just now was indeed very powerful and seemed unstoppable.

All the obstructions and attacks on their side were resolved. That superb reaction and unthinking attack method made the Royal Wind team miserable.

But if the shadow is really that strong, then whoever is blocking his side now won't be the one who breaks the mountain.

He simply cannot perform such an operation for a long time!

Yang Motian changed his perspective and quietly observed the killing in every ten steps.

The man with low blood volume, who was killing in ten steps, was staying in place at this moment, as if he chose to postpone the attack due to the disadvantage of blood volume.

But Yang Motian doesn't think so.

The price paid for the shadow's outbreak is probably more than that.

By the way, is the high-intensity operation just now really possible for humans?

Now that Shadow has done it, won't he pay a price?

If he can freely perform this level of operations, there is no need for him to use imitated play styles to compete.

Maybe, this shadow doesn't exist at all now...

Inoperable!

Yang Motian glanced at his teammates who were resisting tenaciously, thinking all the time in his mind.

If you escape on your own side, you may be able to find another opportunity to regain this disadvantage.

However, maybe they can't escape at all, and they will be restricted here by the Tyranny team. Their health will be worn away bit by bit, and they will be defeated bit by bit.

Perhaps, you can use this opportunity to test it out. If it is really what you expected...

Yang Motian stopped thinking, used Beiyun Lei to fly into the air, rolled up his broom, and rushed towards the ten-step kill.

"Hahahaha, is this Demonic Scholar of Royal Style Team looking for death? The shadow just tortured all of you, and now you are the only one, what can you do?"

"That's right, Shadow's action just now was so cool. If he can be selected for the best shot, I will definitely vote for him!"

"Maybe this demon is just like us, and hasn't seen enough of the shadow's wonderful operations, and wants us to watch it for a while longer! Hahaha."

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, accompanied by all kinds of ridicule, and the four words "overestimating one's capabilities" kept ringing.

It seems that Bei Yunlei's return is like a joke.

However, Bei Yunlei swooped down and knocked him away ten steps with one sweep, killing him in one strike!

Sure enough, just as I expected!


This chapter has been completed!
PreviousBack to directoryNext