"Brother Baili, tell me before you start scanning. I'll vote in advance."
What is the glory of a knight? Wei Tianpeng perfectly demonstrated the characteristic of "retreating when faced with difficulties".
Bailishi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Then I won't use that trick. Don't fight passively, or I will report you."
Wei Tianpeng sighed when he heard the sound. He was most afraid of the sudden seriousness. Wouldn't it be good to end it early and rest at the end?
"Then I'm here first." Wei Tianpeng said hello in advance, then took a deep breath, raised his hand to wave his spear, put back his shield, and penetrated first with "Full Light Stab".
"You are too reckless, you are just looking for death."
Bailishi held the fire gun in his hand and looked at Wei Tianpeng who was charging with all his strength with his shield closed. He felt a little stupid and inexplicable. He had somewhat understood the knight's "Full Light Stab". Although there was a certain impact that could withstand the skill, but
Since Bailishi knows it well, Wei Tianpeng is no exception. What's more, is there anyone who knows his own skills better than him?
He suddenly changed direction, and under the influence of "Full Light Sting", he was much faster than usual.
"Wo fun! I thought this guy knew some tricks, but I didn't expect that he would also adjust the direction of the full-strength light stab. I only know this move by looking at Xu Cheng."
"But I think it's normal. Level three usually uses all the skills of level two. Now that this guy has reached level three, it shouldn't be difficult to change direction."
"Ha! If you can do it, go ahead. If you can't, nobb, okay?"
Wei Tianpeng's quick change of the direction of the spear really surprised Bailishi, but he also had a backup plan in advance. Since Wei Tianpeng dared to play like this, he definitely had a trump card.
As expected, the trump card was the sudden disguise of the all-out light stab. Of course, if he didn't use this "soul-piercing bomb", he wouldn't be able to force out his trump card.
"But is this the end?" Bailishi has not revealed his third-level skills so far. It is estimated that this is his last round. If you don't use it now, wait until when!
"Level 3 Gunner Skill: Tracking!"
It does not have extremely terrifying power and deterrence. This blow is completely formulated with the aid of first-level armor-piercing bullets and second-level soul-piercing bullets.
Wei Tianpeng just changed direction, but Bailishi had already locked in, and the most terrifying thing is definitely not here, but:
"Arms invasion!"
The vortex in the arsenal was generated, and Bailish pulled out a heavy machine gun from behind. Combined with the third-level "tracking" skill, this was not simply a nightmare.
"Holy crap! Can I vote now..."
He didn't even bother to use the "Full Light Stab" anymore. It was just a shield-shock attack, and his defense was extremely fragile. Now a heavy machine gun locked him in, and he couldn't survive.
"Da da da……"
The machine gun locked on and launched an indiscriminate bombardment.
Wei Tianpeng didn't say he didn't care so much, and immediately used the third-level "Sacred Shield" to defend.
The strongest defensive skill of the third level, shrouded in holy light, Bailishi's bullets with spiritual power were swept away wildly, and this guy's holy shield could no longer support it.
After all, it is maintained with spiritual power. Every blow consumes his spiritual power. Even with hundreds of bullets, you will be seriously injured even if you have a thickened version.
When Wei Tianpeng's "Holy Shield" had only a trace of durability left, he was ready to surrender and step down, but the clicking machine gun suddenly went silent.
"Huh? What's going on?"
Wei Tianpeng didn't dare to poke his head out, so it was naturally Bailishi who noticed something was wrong.
He shook the heavy machine gun in his hand and was about to inspect it further when he suddenly noticed that Wei Tianpeng cautiously poked his head.
"What the hell." He immediately raised the big machine gun again and started firing.
Wei Tianpeng noticed his hand movement and retracted it again. After a while, there was no movement, so he poked his little head to check the situation. Bailishi was ready to check again at this moment.
Continuing to raise the machine gun and fire, Wei Tianpeng poked his head back again, repeating the cycle, just like the whack-a-mole machine...
"Okay, I finally figured it out. Your gun is out of bullets." Wei Tianpeng stopped hiding. He had tried this so many times before he suddenly became confused.
The machine gun in Bailishi's hand turned into a phantom. Just as Wei Tianpeng said, the machine gun was overused and returned to the arsenal to recharge.
We won't be able to cooperate with him in a short time anyway.
He suddenly became excited, "I am no longer the Wei Tianpeng I used to be. Now please call me: Niu Colu. Wei Tianpeng!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a "xiu" sound with the sound of a silencer gunshot.
Wei Tianpeng: "?"
The spiritual power was exhausted in an instant, and there was no sign of reaching the limit. It was so simple.
"The game is over, Class 2 and Class 6 Bailishi wins!"
Bailish shook his nine-inch-long sniper and blew lightly at the smoking muzzle. The machine gun was useless. Isn't this a combat sniper? I thought he only had one weapon in his arsenal.
A machine gun?
"Awesome! I declare that you are a hundred miles better than a hundred miles!"
"I'll just say that Baili is invincible in a line, okay. Can Athena fight head-on with Baili?"
"Brothers are on stage, we are on stage, we are in the arena, not in the canyon, let's put it more casually."
Bailishi became the first person to advance to the elite stage. What he will face next is a wheel battle, and there will be more than a dozen wheel battles.
A certain corner of the auditorium.
"What? There is also the little boy who makes us obsessed with Yinyin?"
"Li'er, don't talk nonsense. Who is obsessed with him? I think his strength is pretty good. He can survive two rounds in a row."
"Well, we have been best friends for many years. I know your little thoughts without having to guess, okay~" Li'er playfully pinched Li Shiyin's slightly pink cheek.
When her best friend said she was anxious, Li Shiyin asked: "How is Li'er's progress? Be careful of someone snatching her away."
"No one can take away my man, and besides, Lin Jian is not a playboy~" He said while looking at someone at the elite stage.
Elite channel.
"You're a good young man. It's not in vain that I provide him with equipment every day, including a machine gun and a sniper. I'm impressed by them all." Lin Jian's envious eyes naturally showed a hint of acting skills.
"The victory was completely based on fire suppression. It looks fierce, but in fact it is not good to play too much." Xiao Ke gave a pertinent evaluation. Apart from other things, no one else except Wei Tianpeng could do it.
win.
Yu Shi on the side joked to the deserted woman next to her: "Qingyue, if only you could finish it in a few minutes."
Shen Qingyue raised her eyes and glanced, and said calmly: "10 minutes... 1 minute... or 10 seconds."
It all depends on your mood.
After Shen Qingyue spoke, other people in the Elite Channel quickly muttered in their hearts: "Don't be her, don't be her..."
"My opponent after five years of life is not Shen Qingyue!"
The attitude is good, and the five-year life expectancy is sincere. God: Let me think about it.
"I would trade the lives of my three ex-girlfriends for an opponent who is not her!"
Well, my attitude is not bad, but my girlfriend is a bit useless. God: Let me think about it.
"As long as I don't hit him, it doesn't matter if his penis is 10cm shorter!"
God: In the year of Xing Sao, it’s you!
There is no 10 centimeters that are still showing off here...
"Elite stage, Shen Qingyue from Grade 11 is out!"
As expected, Shen Qingyue was sent out in the second round. Except for Lin Jian and Ji Kechen, everyone was within probability.
Why can't it be these two, a certain handsome guy: the effect of the show.
"It's over, whoever touches Qingyue and burps, unanimous vote passes, okay, whoever dares to fight with her!"
"The scene is played by Goddess Qingyue, you're the one who's done pretending!"
"Just send Lin to meet you. I want to watch the finals directly..."
"You are thinking about Taozi! Do you understand the ratings? Do you understand the effect of the program, brother? Now that these two have met, can you watch it? Listen to me, blessing is in front of you."
"Brother Qianlou, if you use too many words, I will mess with you."
Shen Qingyue entered the room, still looking cold. Her facial features were as exquisite as those of a plastic surgery parlor in Kimchi Country. She must look good when she smiles, but no one has seen her smile before. Her big eyes are very eye-catching.
, but different from it.
There are stars and seas in other people's eyes, but there is only a cold, dead water in her eyes.
"Elite Stage, Fan Yuerong from Class 2 and 6 of Senior High School is out!"
"Isn't that right? My sister is so unlucky?" Xiao Ke pushed up his glasses and teased.
"Xiao Ke..." Fan Yuerong smiled evilly, and Ji Kechen quickly changed his words. This was obviously an opportunity for Sister Fan to reorganize his words.
"Miss's luck still has some room for development..."
After hearing this, Sister Fan's expression actually improved a bit, so there isn't much difference between the old sister and the young lady...
"The showdown between the assassin and the dark magician is both interesting and interesting."
"Is this the point? Hey, these two goddesses, why do they have so many clothes? How can they increase the number of views without revealing anything?"
"I support the guy in front of me. I remember he only wore big pants when we were fighting in the ring. It's very unreasonable to wear so many pants."
"When I look at the punishment, we all can be tortured."
In the second round, Fan Yuerong from Grade 2 and Grade 6 vs. Shen Qingyue from Grade 1 and Grade 1, the battle begins!
"Game start!"
"Little sister, you go first and I go first?" Fan Yuerong smiled heartily. She was always very carefree about girls who were younger sisters.
Shen Qingyue looked at her, feeling a little sensitive to the word "mei" in her mind...it seemed...someone had called her that before.
"It's the same. If you want to come first, you can come." Shen Qingyue's gentle attitude only lasted for a moment, and then she was cold from beginning to end.
"Okay, then you, Sister Fan, I'll go first. Little sister, don't underestimate the enemy."
"Secret door!"
"First-level dark magic skill: Du Ying!"
"Level 3 Dark Magic Skills: Phantom Illusion, Night Moon Attack!"
Sister Fan obviously does not intend to fight a protracted war, what she wants is unexpected results.
Du Ying cooperated with the phantom illusion to greatly increase his latent state and movement speed. He used the zombies summoned by the secret door as bait and ghosts as aid. Finally, he used the night moon attack to complete the fatal damage and poisoned him for follow-up preparations. She had
Less than 30% chance of winning.
Shen Qingyue didn't even blink at this. A series of sure kills that would scare anyone was insignificant in front of her.