The situation this time is different from last time. There are six monsters in total! Four Frost Blade Guards are used as melee combatants, charging forward, and two Frost Priests are used as magicians, placing cold arrows at the back, and they also play the role of healers from time to time.
Adding blood to the Frost Blade Guard is really annoying!
Twice a year, he cursed and swung his knife to stop three new monsters that came at him, but after all, he was just a small guy in a blue suit. Being surrounded and beaten by three monsters, the healers suddenly felt overwhelmed!
"Everyone, please brush my blood, keep brushing, keep brushing!"
"Captain, you're losing blood too much... you're about to die!" The light priest in the team shouted out in anxiety, and the other healers nodded along, not even having time to say anything.
In desperation, he gritted his teeth twice a year and said: "Mage, help me pull one... two are best."
Unexpectedly, Ye Fengxing suddenly said: "If you are half-hearted, give up the current goal and interrupt the Frost Priest behind you. Any one will do."
"What did you say?!" He got angry twice in a year, half-heartedly focusing on 2t. Once he evacuated, wouldn't his mt have to carry four of them? It's just nonsense!!
"When will it be your turn to point blindly..."
"Commander, hurry up and provoke, the monster is charging into the crowd." Ye Fengxing interrupted without hesitation: "Everyone, look at my target, hit that frost priest! Ye Lingxi listened, teleported, struck with the handle, and connected.
Chi, first forcefully control that bastard."
"Okay!!" The young man was very excited for some reason. He followed the command of "Brother Master" and flashed over. With a wave of his small dagger, he immediately knocked out the Frost Priest until his eyes were filled with stars.
Mahler Gobi, I'm not dead yet, are you blatantly trying to steal my command... He was so angry twice a year, but he had to obey the words and let go of the provocation. There was no other way, everyone listened to that guy,
If he makes trouble at this time, he will definitely be despised by everyone.
"Captain, don't do it hard. Just run and use the flying knife to attract hatred. No one is allowed to fight! The captain will watch and kick out whoever is weak!"
"How can I run with a shield and armor..." He was about to retort twice a year, but suddenly he found that the mage raised his hand in his direction.
Turbulent wind!
A green whirlwind rolled up, and the four Frost Saber Guards were collectively slowed down. They could only drag small steps, chasing after Twice a Year, but they couldn't catch up.
"What a domineering long-range group deceleration skill!!" Xiao Hongchen secretly praised.
The grand leader has nothing to say now. If he can't run anymore due to being slowed down by 50%, he can really delete his account. Anyway, it is a shame for a soldier to play.
"Whoever has learned the skill of interrupting spell casting, please report your occupation and name." Ye Fengxing continued to direct.
"I, I, the assassin, Ye Lingxi." The young man hurried, as if he was afraid that someone would forget him.
"And I, the Necromancer, just climbed out."
"Dark Ranger, Xiao Hongchen."
"Brother Necromancer, your name is really unique.~" Ye Fengxing laughed and said: "When the grandson reads the note, he will read it. Ye Lingxi breaks it off and climbs out of the brother's break. How dare you open your mouth?
The two of you are so stupid! Xiao Hongchen keeps fighting, we need your firepower, use it full force!"
As soon as a few jokes were made, the atmosphere in the group suddenly became much more relaxed, especially the healers, who all breathed a sigh of relief - the leader of the group was wandering around with four stupid drunkards, and there was no chance of them falling.
Blood, one of the two frost priests was pinned to the ground with a broken spine, and the other was pumping 2t, but how much damage can the priest profession do? Ignore it!
Several wet nurses relaxed and complained that they were so stressed just now and now they suddenly have nothing to do. They are really not used to it...
Someone smiled and said: "If you have nothing to do, just help us beat this grandson. Anyway, you have nothing to do."
"It makes sense." The healers all used their poor attack skills to make a meager contribution to the team's DPS.
When Xiao Hongchen heard this, he turned around and smiled at someone. The two of them understood each other tacitly, activated their skills at full range, and blasted towards the Frost Priest!
The two beasts openly increased their dps, which immediately made the other boys in the group feel ashamed. They also dealt damage. How could the dps gap be so big...
Ye Fengxing had to make up for the chaos of the four Frost Sword Guards from time to time, and the damage was still the highest in the group! Xiao Hongchen was only a little bit behind him, but he couldn't catch up... Although the rest of the people didn't dare to follow these two
The two masters competed for the ranking, but they also worked hard secretly and did not want to be looked down upon by the two masters.
For a time, the entire team's DPS reached a new peak!
The elite-level frost priest said he had a lot of blood, but he couldn't stand up to so many wolves and tigers. He opened fire and screamed before falling to the ground.
"Is this gone?" Many people were still talking about it, and they cast their "hungry" eyes on the other frost priest...
What happened next was very boring. Everyone caught the poor magic monster and gave it a heavy meal. Ye Lingxi and the one who had just crawled out simply didn't bother to interrupt, so they just added blood to Ya - add! Although
Plus! Brothers, you can still do it a little longer...
When the two priests are dead, what kind of trouble can the four Frost Blade Guards stir up? 2t provokes one, and everyone will defeat one, then provoke another, and defeat another... In the end, only MT is left.
Holding one.
Everyone cheered up, it was their last chance, and the dps increased!
"Peng", "pop", "boom"... the poor Frost Blade Guard turned into a puddle of water vapor without any suspense and gradually disappeared.
Everyone looked at the damage statistics table in unison. The first one on the DPS list was "Hidden Name", which was of course the Leaf Beast... The second one was the Laughing Beast, which was only a few thousand damage behind the first place. The numbers were very tight.
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Because Ye Lingxi was assigned to use stun skills and interrupted spellcasting, her dps was naturally affected to a certain extent, and she dropped to fourth. The third place was taken away by half a year.
In fact, this was just a simple battle with monsters, but it created a more exciting atmosphere than a boss battle! It seems that the leadership role of two beasts should not be underestimated.
He has nothing to say after being forced twice a year. What else can you ask him to say? He is not a mentally retarded young man. Things have come to this. How can he still not see the superb strength of a certain mage? Those words and actions before,
It’s simply a joke—a joke specifically aimed at his mt!
"Captain, it's shipped!" A young man picked up the body of the Frost Priest and immediately turned around and shouted.
[Team Leader] [Hard work twice a year]: Send it out and take a look.
"Okay!" The young man was excited and posted the equipment information on the team channel.
The other Frost Priest came out with a green outfit, so he was ignored by everyone. The discussion focused more on "how the shoulders should be distributed."
Everyone knows very well who should own the shoulder. After all, this is a cloth armor. Apart from "that mage", the only one in the group who also has a cloth armor profession is the Priest of Light. However, looking at the attributes of this shoulder,
It's not the food for treatment anyway.
The young man playing the Priest of Light felt excited, but he also knew that the hit pack should not be used for healing. After all, the nanny's main task is to increase blood, so why should he be afraid of missing it? What's more, he also admired the mage and really didn't want to snatch it away.
Everyone has set their sights on Twice a Year. After all, he is the "team leader" and has the right to pick up and distribute equipment. It depends on how he handles this matter.
"The team that wants to play 1."
[Team] [Hide Name]: 1.
"No one wants it anymore? That priest, aren't you also wearing cloth armor?"
"I...I don't want it." The young man waved his hands repeatedly with an embarrassed expression on his face.
"How can this work? You are all wearing cloth armor. Hurry up and roll." The leader shouted lightly, and his heart suddenly felt very happy.
Someone immediately became unhappy. Ye Lingxi stared at him. Just as he was about to speak, his boss grabbed his hand, and the words in his mouth did not come out.
[Laughing at Hongchen] [Secret Whisperer]: Stop being troublesome and let’s see how the real master handles it.
[Secret Whisper][Laughter Hongchen]: Brother Xiao, the leader’s 13 is too much! It’s obvious that he is a one-hit device and he still asks the healer to follow him. He’s doing it on purpose!
[Laughs at Hongchen] [Secret Whisper]: Aren’t you talking nonsense? He was unconvinced, and he couldn’t catch the mage brother, so of course he could only abuse his power and seek a psychological balance.
[Secret Whisper] [Laughing at Hongchen]: Hey, forget it, I'll tell Brother Gao Shou first that I'm sorry, otherwise we won't fight! Damn it! With the strength of just a few of us, how can we still ask for that stupid 13
Already? Mahler is a hammer...
[Laughing at Hongchen] [Secret Whisper]: Don’t worry, I see Brother Master is an extremely tough-minded master. He will definitely have an idea of what to do, so you can just watch the show with peace of mind.
[Secret Word] [Laughing at Hongchen]: This is true... Hehe, I'll wait and see.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Fengxing, wanting to see what kind of fierce words he would curse. Unexpectedly, this guy actually said casually with a smile: "Roll, brother priest, you have to be merciful, I'm lucky."
It's always bad, and the roll points are never less than forty."
"Definitely..." The young man didn't know what to say, so he could only say something casually.
Two virtual dice with 100 sides started spinning, and everyone's hearts tightened... In the end, is it the result of public expectations, or is it the detonation of the fuse?
