Chapter 393 Two Warlocks
Soksar is chanting, Cursed Arrow.
This low-level skill is as fast as instant in the hands of Soksar, whose singing speed is increased by 34.
soon.
But, it's not just that.
If it were just chanting, Soxar would be even faster.
This is a little slower because he is accumulating power. The longer the accumulating time of the Cursed Arrow, the more light balls will gather and the more arrows will be released.
After chanting and releasing, the number of cursed arrows is thirteen. When the charge is full, the number is doubled, up to twenty-six. Soxar's charge just now brings the number of cursed arrows to fifteen.
Wei Chen knew this very well.
Therefore, the formation facing the wind easily dodged all of Soksar's arrows. Such a calm movement made Yu Wenzhou a little surprised.
Was seen through,
Yu Wenzhou knew that the old captain responded so calmly because he must have a good understanding of Soksar.
The attack failed, and Yu Wenzhou stopped again.
He originally had doubts in his heart. He couldn't see Xingxin's intentions, nor could he guess Wei Chen's intentions.
Do you want to drag two people together? It's not that Yu Wenzhou looks down on Wei Chen, but that's the fact.
In the old captain's current state, it would be too much to force him to drag one another down.
The six-star light prison limits Lu Hanwen to nine seconds, but what do you want to do with nine seconds?
There is no one to support you at all, and all output is on the other side of the battlefield.
You are just a living target here.
Yu Wenzhou decided to take a closer look at what Team Xingxin's intentions were and analyze each player's status and thoughts at this moment.
So calm, this kid.
Eight years ago, since Wei Chen lost to this boy that day, he only knew that this young man's calmness would become the cornerstone of Blue Rain's future.
Wei Chen was right. Although Blue Rain's ace player was Huang Shaotian, Blue Rain's tactical system, style and rhythm were entirely determined by Yu Wenzhou.
It is this kind of calmness that makes Huang Shaotian's opportunist more and more exciting. Because of Yu Wenzhou, Lan Yu will be as stable as a mountain.
Blue Rain's tactics always put Huang Shaotian outside the tactical system, while Blue Rain's style of play is four-on-five, allowing Huang Shaotian to play freely. Yu Wenzhou calmly carries out the follow-up according to the performance of each player.
Formulating tactics.
He is always so calm, so confident, and interprets the game situation so clearly.
If you can't see the game clearly, you won't act rashly.
This is Yu Wenzhou's style.
Wei Chen understands it very well. He understands it better than anyone else.
Cursed Arrow.
Wei Chen counterattacked with the same skill. His Windward Formation cast was not as good as Soxar, but such a low-level skill did not take much time and was cast directly without charging.
The hand of death gently pulled, and the purple ball of light rotated, drawing an arc. Under Wei Chen's micro-operation, the cursed arrow flew out in a fan shape, expanding the range of the attack.
After so many years, Wei Chen's techniques are still as sophisticated as when he was at his peak. With a raise of his cane, the battlefield will change.
The veterans may not be as fast as the newcomers, but when it comes to skill control, no one knows how to use it better than these veterans.
Back then, there were few skills, and the competition was about who could do something unexpected by others, so there were all kinds of signboards.
Wei Chen is a veteran who lived in an era when everyone was developing their own signature playstyles. As a top figure in the warlock profession, he had developed it countless times.
These movements are not so much the result of personal experience as they are entirely techniques created by himself.
A small cursed arrow looked like a peacock spreading its wings in Wei Chen's hands. No matter how skilled the warlock was, his technique would not be more perfect than his.
But, is this really the case?
In the eyes of all viewers, this is it.
In Yu Wenzhou's eyes...
The captain is still old.
Several light balls were still spinning, and before the cursed arrow could fly out, Yu Wenzhou had already seen through the loopholes.
The distribution of Cursed Arrows is even, but there is always a sequence of moves. With the sequence, there will be gaps.
Sideways, sideways.
Yu Wenzhou's operations are never fast, but they are always so precise.
Soxar, who was targeted by the cursed arrow, swung his body slightly twice and passed through it.
Not a single hit.
Escaped, all escaped.
Yu Wenzhou didn't know what the old captain's cursed arrow meant, because in his opinion, such a move was completely meaningless.
Yu Wenzhou turned his head and looked at the windward formation.
Is he chanting? Such movements, such surge of magic power.
Yu Wenzhou could tell at a glance that this was the door to death.
At this time, even Soxar could not sing successfully, let alone set up a formation to face the wind.
According to the data obtained from previous games, it is impossible for the windward formation to exceed Soxar's casting distance. Even if all the silver equipment on Soxar is put on, it is still impossible.
Yu Wenzhou shifted his perspective and saw another formation facing the wind.
Two formations facing the wind?
Shadow clone.
So that’s it.
But, it’s impossible for the old captain not to be familiar with me. He knew I would find out, so why would he still do this? Are he really not afraid of being interrupted by me?
Yu Wenzhou used Soksar to raise his hand, but found that he could not reach the windward formation. If he wanted to interrupt him, he had to move forward two positions.
Not enough distance!
This is something Soxar has never encountered before.
If you want to interrupt him, you have to walk forward, but even if you walk past, his chant has already been completed.
The distance between these two bodies is so critical at this moment.
Yu Wenzhou looked at the hand of death. It was the hand of death that he had used before but was eliminated.
In the hands of the old captain, is it so terrifying?
The hands of death, two bodies, push the opponent into the abyss of death.
Yu Wenzhou's hand speed is not very fast, and he can only hit 200 points. In this era where the average professional player is over 200 points, and can even reach 3400 points in a burst, he is an alternative.
However, his mind is very fast, and many times he can judge the direction of the situation in an instant.
He is extremely familiar with the warlock profession.
Therefore, he can instantly judge that he can play this skill repeatedly.
In fact, he could infer that such a decision was entirely made for him and Soksar, and it would have been impossible for Wei Chen to succeed if it had been another warlock player.
It happens to be Yu Wenzhou, but it happens to be Soksar.
The characteristics of the players and the attributes of the characters are completely understood.
These few moments were completely tailor-made for him.
Nothing was wasted, the ultimate move, Death's Door, was aimed at him.
Yu Wenzhou, who was proficient in calculation and instant judgment, was completely crushed by Wei Chen in this situation.
The Windward Formation in the distance was singing to the last moment, and the hands of death were gathering magical energy. After the shining light, Yu Wenzhou could clearly see the face.
In my memory, that face was still young. It was the first generation captain of their Blue Rain team. The captain who had guided him countless times, encouraged him countless times, and finally had everything taken away from him.
At this time, Wei Chen, who was over thirty years old, had a face full of vicissitudes of life.
Thinking about it, it's really emotional.
Yu Wenzhou watched silently, as if he had given up.
Wei Chen was startled, but after the chant of the Door of Death was finished, a black thread sprang out from the door, immediately pulling Soxar into the Door of Death.
Immediately afterwards, there was a loud bang.
Gone.
The attack on Death's Door is over.
What a Yu Wenzhou, he actually judged everything calmly.
He knew that his hand speed couldn't cope with Death's Door, so he didn't try to deal with it at all, and was hit directly, using 15% of his health in exchange for time.
Three seconds of chanting resulted in one second of output.
At this moment, Wei Chen was shocked.
Yu Wenzhou gave up simply and acted decisively. He would rather lose his health than continue to struggle with the wind formation.
With the Door of Death gone, Wei Chen almost instinctively used a cutting technique to continue the offensive.
But, is it useful?
Yu Wenzhou dodged easily. He could see Wei Chen's surprise because this was the result he wanted.
Wei Chen understands him, so he will use unconventional means to deal with it.
Just like just now, Wei Chen would think that he would move to dodge, or find a way to interrupt, or try hard to entangle him, so as to carry out subsequent suppression.
However, Yu Wenzhou dealt with it decisively, giving up the resistance directly and using a big move to gain time and disrupt Wei Chen's rhythm.
Calm and decisive.
As expected of you.
Wei Chen sighed.
(End of chapter)
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