It was another game, and Du Ming won again, but he still felt that he couldn't live up to the challenge, so he started another challenge.
If you win, fight again.
If you win, fight again.
If you win, fight again.
The winner is still Du Ming, and the one who refuses to give up is still Du Ming. Tang Rou just accepted the invitation very calmly.
"We have won three games in a row..." Du Ming could count clearly in his mind, but how many games should he win to be considered good? He had no idea. He only knew that the process of the event would not allow him to go on like this endlessly.
He was beaten to the ground, but he couldn't care so much anymore.
"Let's just fight until someone comes to stop us." Du Ming thought to himself, he had already invited another challenge, and the opponent decisively accepted it. The audience let out bursts of surprise. When did this chaotic challenge finally come to an end?
head?
In the blink of an eye, another round was over, and Du Ming successfully won four rounds in a row. After fully demonstrating the strength that a professional player should have, Tang Rou really didn't have a chance.
Du Ming looked around on the competition stage and saw no one coming to stop him, so he immediately invited the fifth match.
The picture on the electronic screen was frozen for a long time. In the past, I always couldn't wait to enter the competition, but this time, no one took the challenge.
"What's wrong, beauty? Don't you dare to come?"
It is a common provocation among professional players, but it is also the same for an ordinary player. This is a bit out of style. However, for Du Ming at this time, he felt that winning these games was not enough. Since the opponent did not want to fight,
He hoped that the other party could say something soft.
"Why don't you let me try?"
A male voice suddenly came from the loudspeaker of the competition stage. The whole place was in an uproar. Who could come out of this inexplicable situation?
The host who was running halfway heard this and almost fell to the ground. However, the surprise voice of the backstage director came from the earphones, yelling into his earphones: "Damn, finally someone else, please arrange it quickly."
He went out to fight. My commercial was on for five minutes."
The host rushed onto the stage, and at this moment, Du Ming asked a question on behalf of the audience: "Who are you?"
"The main force is tired, I am the substitute." The man replied calmly.
The whole audience burst into laughter, and everyone discussed whether this was a guy specially arranged by the event organizer to be funny.
The host quickly announced that the second challenger was on stage.
Forget it, it's none of my business, I'm just a host.
The host wanted to fish in troubled waters and quickly ended the transfer of the two people just now. Although he thought that the new guy was also a messy guy, but no matter what, let's take it one step at a time.
After a few minutes of confusion, I finally entered the game interface again, and the holographic projection once again appeared on the competition stage.
Du Ming was so depressed. His luck was really bad today. He encountered so many things in a mess. No matter who his opponent was this time, he didn't dare to be careless. He still hadn't recovered the face he had lost before, but this time he couldn't.
Don't add insult to injury.
At the beginning of the match, Du Ming rushed out. The moment he saw his opponent, he started with a three-stage slash and struck the battle mage head-on.
As a result, the battle mage didn't even move, and the sword light passed by without causing any damage.
Du Ming was shocked. He didn't know if this was a coincidence, or if the other party had completely seen through the distance of the attack. If it was true...
The battle mage had already taken a step to the right, and Du Ming immediately knew that this was no coincidence. With this step, given the current distance between the two, this would be a blind spot that the second strike of the three-stage slash could not reach.
When he took this step forward, the war spear was raised, and a sky strike was launched diagonally.
Du Ming was on guard, and immediately forcibly canceled the three-stage slash, and quickly blocked the sky strike. Unexpectedly, when he drew his sword to block it, he realized that the angle of the opponent's strike was extremely tricky.
I'm afraid I won't be able to stop him if I block it.
V-shaped strike?
As expected, this Heavenly Strike shot Du Ming away before he could block or parry.
This is a master!
In just a short moment, all the professional players couldn't help but sit up straight.
"Shadow Step." Many people have already shouted.
"Who is this person?" There were scenes of people looking at each other everywhere. Two consecutive high-end operations made the professional players once again affirm this person's master status. Everyone was too lazy to watch the holographic projection, but turned to electronic
Rebroadcast.
"Travel through and draw your sword to slash? Then take advantage of the opportunity to retreat and attack straight away. This is a professional level!"
Another flying move, another shadow step, the battle mage's attacks continued one after another. Du Ming's swordsman could only retreat and hide in every direction. He could only look for opportunities bit by bit.
"Why doesn't Du Ming fight back?" The players in Team Samsara who had a good relationship with Du Ming couldn't stand it anymore and felt very anxious for him.
"It's better to be cautious." Someone also said.
"We can't fight back." As a result, Zhou Zekai said suddenly and abruptly at the edge of their seats.
"What?" Everyone looked in Zhou Zekai's direction.
Zhou Zekai raised his head slightly and looked at the images from multiple angles on the electronic screen seriously. After a while, he said, "No chance."
Yes, there was no chance. Du Ming on the field didn't know that at this moment, his palms, forehead, and even back were soaked in cold sweat.
At first he was observing, hoping to find the opponent's path, but after a few minutes, he found that she could only dodge, and he could only continue to observe. The moment the opponent attacked, other than dodge, he could not think of another way.
The attacks were continuous, and they were all low-level skills with extremely short cooldowns. However, the levels added to these low-level skills were extremely high. Du Ming had to deal with it carefully. This style of attack was completely different from that of the beautiful woman just now. It was fierce and accurate, and
It was extremely formal, but it happened to be the battle mage style that everyone knew, but he was completely unable to deal with it.
In his opinion, only dodging is the best solution.
Dodge could not avoid all the damage. Du Ming was heartbroken. Instead of avoiding being beaten to death, it would be better to give it a try.
Continuous thrusts!
"Idiot, what's the point of using continuous thrusts at this time? Don't say that someone's level is higher than him. Even if they are at the same level, the judgment of continuous thrusts is not as good as that of Ryuga. Using continuous thrusts at this time is not seeking death.
"Huang Shaotian babbled, and sure enough, as he said, the cold light from Du Ming's swordsman disappeared in an instant, and the battle mage's spear had already pierced his chest.
Dragon fang, stiff, falling flower palm, repel.
Battle Mage, stepping sideways.
The dragon breaks the army!
There was a flash of cold light, and the battle mage rushed out suddenly, turning into a stream of light and hitting the swordsman.
The dragon's broken army hit the swordsman below, and the powerful impact carried the swordsman flying into the air like a top.
The war spear is pulled to the right, and the left hand is held up, pointing diagonally upward.
The angry dragon pierces the heart!
The war spear in the battle mage's hand flew rapidly, hitting the sky like lightning and thunder. The falling swordsman was blown up by this blow.
Is the battle over? Of course not yet.
The battle mage dashed out with long strides, his war spear turned into a dragon, roared and flew away dust, and headed straight towards the swordsman who had not yet landed.
Du Ming would not give up. This move of Fulong Xiangtian was in his budget. At this moment, he suddenly used the Silver Light Falling Blade move in the air, turned his body, and fell to the ground at a very fast speed.
Will it win?
Everyone's hearts were in their throats. Now that they had witnessed the powerful operations of the Battle Mage, they didn't know which one to favor. They just hoped that the suspense would end soon.
"Lost." Lin Feng muttered.
Zhang Xinjie glanced sideways at Lin Feng but said nothing.
Yesterday, the Fu Long Xiangtian move that could have determined the outcome was avoided by Han Wenqing with an Eagle Step, but now, Du Ming had to rely on the falling silver blade to dodge.
This above-average player, and a challenger who didn't know where he came from, actually repeated the classic scene from yesterday's confrontation between the two great masters Sun Xiang and Han Wenqing.
Fulong Xiangtian, such a big move must be very slow. After landing, a three-stage slash will open the way, which is enough to break the opponent's frozen state and kill him in front of the opponent.
In the flash of Fulong flying into the sky, Du Ming had already made a quick calculation in his mind.
Most of the audience who saw Du Ming's falling silver blade swiping away from the side of the dragon's head thought so.
As a result, the dragon's head that had been given way suddenly tilted and touched the swordsman's body as if he twisted his neck. Du Ming's swordsman was then taken into his mouth by the dragon's head.
Fulong Xiangtian, all hits!!
"The dragon raises its head??? Who is on the competition stage??" The voice of Team Tyranny Han Wenqing was heard by more than 200 professional players, and even by some spectators not far from the professional player area.
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The dragon raises its head? Is this the dragon raising its head?
Not to mention the audience, even the professional players, most of them have only seen the operation skills of this legendary battle mage from video data, or to be more precise, the micro-management skills.
As far as they know, only one person has accomplished this operating technique.
The former owner of Fighting God One Autumn Leaf: Ye Qiu!
"It's really the dragon raising its head, right? You read that right? Why don't you put it back? Why don't you put it back?" On the Blue Rain team's side, Huang Shaotian couldn't stop rambling.
Even people of Huang Shaotian's level have never seen such an operation as Long Rao Rao.
"That's it." Zhou Zekai of Team Samsara simply said.
"Hurry up, cut the camera to the competition room." The directing team shouted crazily.
The camera switches and the competition stage is empty.
"Where are the people?"
At the professional player table.
"Hey? Where's the shadow?"
This chapter has been completed!