"It seems...our angry demon classmate is really very angry."
"Maybe it's because the firepower in the scene is too strong? If I were in a place like this, I wouldn't be able to help but want to hit someone."
Duan Qing's hand still didn't stop writing. Duan Qing looked at the screen that provided broadcasts for ordinary players, but it had turned dark at this time, and smiled helplessly: "Or maybe it's because...their team has been eliminated.
Are you the only one left with your own reasons?”
"Maybe." A flowery voice came to my ears: "It's just..."
"This kind of reason can only be expressed by him who is so desperate..."
The action paused for a moment, Duan Qing's eyes gradually drifted to the top of the cabin, and the broadcast screen suddenly changed at this moment, cutting the live footage to the screen in front of him - the cheers of mountains and tsunamis.
Shouting, using a completely different momentum from the quiet atmosphere in the solution channel, he rushed towards the players who had just walked out of the competition seats, and they did not complain at all about the quiet afterthoughts in the solution channel for the previous three minutes.
I want to vent the excitement and passionate passion in my heart to the two people in front of me. However, the two people in the center of the whirlpool don't seem to be as excited as they are. They can't even say basic greetings and
There was no need for etiquette, they just left a few words to each other and then slowly walked back to their respective seats.
They ended the battle in the Land of Fire. Only three minutes had passed since they entered here, but even if you just look at the reaction of the audience, you will know that this game can be regarded as the shortest since the League Cup Finals.
This is a substantive game, but its intensity is no less intense than any other game.
"No matter what, this game is still an extremely great game." Amidst the cheers, the quiet commentary channel once again sounded the voice of flowers: "Although it is a little short, the impact it brings
…It’s still beyond people’s imagination.”
"No wonder the audience had such a big reaction." Duan Qing's voice then came out: "We enjoyed watching it... and it saved a lot of time."
"This process is indispensable. The alliance will deduct our wages." Fanhua Sijin smiled uncomfortably: "So... let's make up for it."
"By playback?" Duan Qing asked helplessly, looking at the picture that appeared again in the center of the stage.
"Yes, use playback."
"truth……"
Looking at the same scene that had just appeared in the center of the stage four minutes ago, Duan Qing rubbed his nose and whispered: "Such a game is only suitable for research. If you watch it again at this time..."
"The effect of the solution will probably be the same as before."
"...Then let it go." Fanhua Sijin was silent for a moment, and then responded with a wry smile: "At least we should..."
"Let's enjoy it again with everyone."
Wow——
Following the first collision between the two people in the replay, the fire wave suddenly exploded into the magma pool not far away. The man with two swords like a god of war was immediately separated from the dragon-like man on both sides, using no less than a huge stone.
The loud noise of rolling down signaled the official start of the game. As if deliberately to match the short but passionate game process, a large timer was suddenly printed on the corner of the screen at this time, accurate to the millisecond.
During the jump, the clock displayed there also began to scroll rapidly, recording every minute and every moment of the battle between the two people in the field in a thrilling way.
In the fourth second, the two people collided again and each exchanged an attack.
At the eighth second, the two swords passed through the flaming angry demon and was knocked to the ground by a sudden counterattack. Then he used the flat sand sword technique used while rolling to repel the opponent's subsequent attack.
At the 19th second, the angry madman blocked two punches with his sword and slashed Lu Bench's chest with his backhand sword. Then, leaving a red sword mark on the opponent's solid muscle, he was hit by the opponent's head.
Crash and fly away.
At the 30th second, Lu Benchi, who rushed forward, rolled to avoid a sword energy flying into the distance, then grabbed a flaming red rock with one hand and threw it in the direction of the angry madman.
Thirty-two seconds later, the rock was cut into pieces by two big swords in the air. The figure belonging to the angry madman also rolled to the side along with the scattered gravel. The man who fell from the air hit him with his knee.
The floor where he was standing before was also smashed to pieces made of ancient rocks.
Forty seconds later, Lu Benchi, who was whipped twice in succession, was forced back two steps by the surging lava from the surrounding fire pool, and then suddenly turned over, allowing him to avoid an unceremonious cross-shaped slash from the opponent.
"Cross cut..." Fanhua Sijin, who had been silent for a long time, finally let out his first sigh: "Is this really a cross cut?"
"Of course not, after all it is much easier to use two swords." Duan Qing replied: "But..."
"Being able to use the sword with both hands to such a coordinated degree has reached the master level."
At the 51st second, Lu Benchou, who was continuously retreating, grabbed one of the broad swords between his fists. Then, the moment the opponent was about to use his strength, he jumped up and followed the force.
Behind the angry demon.
Fifty-four seconds later, two strong old punches knocked the naked man out of his body, and the naked man flew up and kicked the angry maniac hard on the head.
Fifty-nine seconds later, Lu Bench, who was pursuing the situation, was forced back to his original position by a whirlwind of giant swords, and then he rolled over to the back of a new boulder with his hands on his hands.
Sixty-five seconds later, the figure of the man with two swords that the camera had just caught up with was pressed against the surface of the falling rock by a huge force. Then, after receiving two heavy punches, he was kicked away again by a flying kick.
"A standard street fighting style." Duan Qing commented: "There are not many moves, but the offensive efficiency is extremely high."
"Judging from the performance in the last game, this should be Lu Bench's style." Fanhua Sijin commented: "It's just..."
"Coupled with his strong physique and experienced experience, this style of play becomes very powerful."
Seventy-three seconds later, the angry madman wiping his mouth once again raised two neat sword lights, and then launched a gorgeous sword dance in the direction of Lu Bench.
After eighty seconds, Lu Banzuo, who had circled around, finally hid behind the rock, and then retreated towards the distance again amid the rubble that was shattered into pieces by a few sword rays.
Eighty-six seconds later, new magma surged onto the surface of the altar, interrupting the angry madman's continuous sword dance attacks. He looked at his opponent in the distance who seemed to have stopped moving, and shook his hand and released two sword energy.
For ninety seconds, Lu Bench used the new stones as ammunition and threw them from the other side of the rolling magma. He didn't even look at the results of those throws. He just jumped up high and smashed the angry stones with his two swords.
Jumped in the direction where the mad demon was.
Ninety-five seconds later, Lu Benchou, who had exchanged swords again, suddenly grabbed the opponent's arm, then threw him down, pinning the man with both swords to the ground.
One hundred and two seconds later, the angry maniac who had received several punches roared, and a violent air flow erupted from his body. Then, the moment he knocked his opponent away, he rolled sideways away from the outside.
One hundred and ten seconds later, a new whirlwind began to appear around the man with two swords, leaving two sword marks on the opponent's forearm and forcing Lu Benchou back again, who was about to rush forward.
"It's almost impossible to turn over." Fanhua Sijin said in a low and authentic voice.
"Double-sword warriors who don't want to give up their weapons often encounter this embarrassing situation." Duan Qing commented: "If he hadn't also understood the battle cry, the game might have ended right now."
"If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later."
"Instead of being a blessing, it would be better if this guy really hit his head." Duan Qing shook his head and continued: "Being able to recognize the opponent's powerful melee skills and still be able to attack from the front..."
"Probably there are only warriors like him."
One hundred and twenty seconds later, the two-sword warrior once again danced his two swords into a hurricane. The sky filled with wind, fire and flying sand and rocks instantly obscured the view of the camera and blew towards the direction of Lu's bench.
One hundred and twenty-five seconds later, after blocking the first two sword strikes with his hands and feet, Lu Benzuo accurately cut into the gap of the hurricane, and cut the angry madman's right wrist with a hand knife.
One hundred and twenty-nine seconds, the angry madman who was kicked away threw a turning sword in the air, barely slicing the scalp of the naked man, and then several figures rushing up were about to approach him.
, the big sword in his left hand passed out from under his ribs.
One hundred and thirty-three seconds later, the angry maniac who was half-crouching on the ground grabbed the remaining sword with both hands and slashed faster with his sword several times, forcing Lu Bencho back again.
One hundred and thirty-five seconds later, the sword warrior quickly seized the gap where the opponent had retreated. He stepped on the footsteps of the opponent who had just retreated. The sword in his hand turned into a screen of light, and a sword shot from the opponent's shoulder.
It was cut down everywhere.
For one hundred and forty seconds, Lu Benchou, who still had only a scar left, alternately used several series of punches to block the shadow of the big sword that tried to continue the pursuit. The angry madman who had retreated in advance also used several punches to block the situation.
He jumped back to the center of the field and picked up the weapon that had been knocked away.
One hundred and forty-three seconds later, the two figures who collided again instantly knew the winner. Lu Bench, who had his back against the opponent's chest, used the force of the previous collision to push the opponent to the side of another boulder, and then
He circled around and turned his fists into claws, grabbing the warrior's back of the neck.
One hundred and forty-six seconds, the angry madman who was pressed against the surface of the boulder with a strong force lifted up one foot and pressed his knees firmly on the rock. The sword in his hand also quickly turned half a circle, one forward and one backward.
The ground was cut towards the back.
One hundred and fifty seconds later, a new round of magma spewed in front of the two people for the third time, but this time the two people who had just separated did not retreat. The fists with fists and the big swords with swords were
, they also collided hard together again before the dark red waves were about to submerge.
"At the critical moment, no one backed down." Fanhua sighed: "A battle between two men."
"We'll know the result." Duan Qing also sighed: "The fight ends here..."
"They probably only have each other in their eyes."
boom--
One hundred and fifty-two seconds later, the strong wind of the explosion shattered the incoming magma into pieces, turning it into fire rain and flying out in all directions. The two people at the center of the explosion also exchanged punches and swords again, heading towards
Their respective directions separated.
One hundred and fifty-five seconds later, a sky-high aura began to appear on the two people at the same time. The majestic airflow instantly filled the area where they were, blowing out the nearby sand and rocks along with the ashes of the fire rain.
One hundred and fifty-eight seconds later, the two people who had finished accumulating their energy collided together again, sending the loudest sound and echo of the first collision to the far reaches of the valley where the entire palace was located.
In one hundred and sixty-one seconds, the two exchanged two attacks again, and at the same time pushed the two air waves generated again to their surroundings. Amidst the rumble and rolling sound of the blown boulders around them, their hands danced
The warrior took two steps back with his sword in hand and let out a long breath, staring at the opponent with the same cold and frightening light as Lu Bench's eyes.
One hundred and sixty-three seconds later, the two people who bumped into each other again each lowered their backs and stepped sideways. They danced the giant swords and fists in their hands tightly, and the endless waves of air blowing around them began to be heard.
There was a sound of impact, and the air between the two people very close to each other also followed the alternation of fists and swords, and dazzling sparks appeared that echoed the volcanic area.
One hundred and sixty-six seconds later, the clashing sounds of gold and iron and the appearance of sparks became more and more frequent.
For one hundred and seventy seconds, the two people who still refused to take a step back once again turned the space into a light curtain. The playback footage could no longer capture the offensive and defensive actions between them at ordinary speeds.
One hundred and seventy-three seconds, the ten-second long confrontation finally came to an end - the double-sword warrior vomited blood, dragged his sword and fell behind him, and an arm belonging to Lu Bench also followed the shadow of the sword.
Nirvana rose into the sky and flew into the air behind him.
One hundred and seventy-five seconds later, the naked man, whose face showed no signs of movement, strode forward towards the area where the opponent fell to the ground. His remaining left hand grabbed his neck for the third time, but this time, the man lying on the ground
The angry madman blocked his neck with his two swords, then pushed hard, gasping and widening the distance between them.
One hundred and eighty seconds later, Lu Benchou, who was covering his broken arm with one hand, looked at his opponent holding two swords and posing again, showing an inexplicable smile, and then moved his bloody hand into the air, making a gesture
"Please" gesture.
"You win." He said his first words after the war began, and then surrendered.
"What a man."
Looking at the screen showing the end of the game, Duan Qing sighed with regret: "Even if he suffered the pain of a broken arm, that man did not give up the last chance."
"So... this is a battle of tough guys that is worth remembering." Fanhua Sijin also followed up: "The two sides used their own will to compete, showing us the tenacity that a professional player should have, and the tenacity that a top master should have.
s level."
"Judging from the momentum of the strong, their performance... is indeed better than the previous two games." Duan Qing suddenly laughed and said: "But... if I remember correctly, that Lu bench doesn't seem to be a professional.
A player, right?"
"Ah? Uh, hahaha, it's all details, don't pay attention to it, don't worry about it... By the way, they seemed to have exchanged a few words when they came out. I wonder what else they exchanged?"
"How do I know?" Looking at the audience who had already packed the contestant seats on both sides, Duan Qing said helplessly: "Since you are all here, you can go and ask yourself."
"What did you do?"
In the second seat in the world, Yun Jingbu, who heard this, looked at the congregation in front of him who was blocking the audience from entering, and smiled at the angry maniac who had just sat down, who drank a lot of water.
Throwing it aside, he wiped away the sweat-soaked hair on his head and put on a confident smile.
"Let you bully our brothers." He said: "Now you are convinced."
This chapter has been completed!