At the beginning of the game, Qin Muyun directly ignored the trash talk attack from Baozi's invasion, and was not afraid of exposing his position. He directly flew his gun into the air and quickly found Baozi's position. He kept firing with the silver and weapon guns in his hands, and relied on the high mobility of a sharpshooter to get out of the way.
Almost all of Baozi's flying props were used, and the firepower was suppressed throughout the process. Apart from the mana consumed by various buffs, there was no other consumption at all.
Strengthen the basic attack, and reduce Baozi's life with one shot. If it is an open area, Baozi can attack closely when the opponent's flying gun is interrupted, but this is a maze, and every time he hits the target, he will only get a small change.
Speed will take a lot of time, and it will be killed bit by bit by the other party.
Isn't this kind of aggressive attack and dodge vision buff a kind of vulgarity?
However, this frustrating game obviously did not have any adverse effects on Baozi. He still went up happily and came back happily.
Baozi... I'm really enjoying the process of the game. If I can win, that's the best. If I can't win, try again next time. The process is the most important. Alas... the child has grown up! Bai Mo smiled and shook his head.
He shook his head. Usually, he might be a little too harsh on this child, right?
However, when he saw Bai Mo's smiling eyes, Baozi couldn't help but froze in his movements. It was broken. The master said before that he could not expose his sect, and he could not be bullied and followed by punches...
"What are you afraid of? Come here!" Bai Mo said angrily.
Baozi sneered, scratched his head and walked over.
"Well done, keep up the good work."
Ah? Baozi looked at Bai Mo in surprise.
"master……"
"It's okay, I've looked away. As long as you are happy, the rest is just..."
"……You have a fever?"
Silence...deathly silence.
Bai Mo's smile disappeared without a trace in an instant, should we clean this guy up?
"Okay, okay, the cameras are coming over, it's all done." Chen Guo couldn't help but help Baozi out of trouble.
"Ah, Happy's preparation table has always been so joyful. So, let's see who the next player is...Eh, eh? Did I see it wrong?" Pan Lin exclaimed.
"This... doesn't seem to be wrong?" Li Yibo was also stunned for a moment, but then came back to his senses.
"But... this kind of situation has become rare since the early days of the Glory Professional League when the game time limit was added... However, there does not seem to be anything wrong." Pan Lin nodded.
Whether they were fans of Xingxin or Tyranny, they were stunned for a long time after seeing the person who was about to appear. Even the professional players in Tyranny's preparation seats were the same.
An Wenyi, is competing in the group arena, and id's cold hands have joined the room.
"If there is that silver scepter called the side effect of medicine, there seems to be no problem in sending him to fight?" Bai Yanfei murmured to himself.
"I'm afraid that's not all. Judging from the equipment he is wearing, it seems that he is still wearing the silver equipment called the self-destruct switch." Lin Jingyan said, "Don't forget, we are leading the battle with the Korean team."
Everyone else was silent for a moment. Yes, the third player in the Tyranny Arena is Han Wenqing. He is a pure melee boxer. He can harass the opponent from a distance. If he is really killed by a set of combos in close combat, he also has a self-destruct switch.
Forced to draw, it seems that the worst result is a draw...
This topic did not last long, and Guo Mingyu took the lead in interrupting this slightly heavy topic.
"If the R&D department can successfully analyze this silver weapon, Xiao Zhang may also become a regular player in the single-player competition..." Guo Mingyu glanced at Zhang Xinjie, who was staring at the game screen seriously: "What did the R&D department say?"
"We are still continuing to try and make mistakes. The cost is too high. If we fail a few more times, we may be stopped." Zhang Xinjie said, "The cost is too high and the gains outweigh the losses."
"Damn, I really don't know how they developed it... Is it possible to buy this technology from the other party?" Lin Jingyan looked in the direction of Happy's preparation table.
"This kind of technology will not be sold anyway, right? Unless Xiao Zhang is willing to join Xingxin..." Guo Mingyu shook his head.
"Impossible." Zhang Xinjie shook his head calmly: "No need to say this, just watch the game seriously."
The other Tyranny members looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.
Qin Muyun on the stage did not seem to have thought that his opponent this time would be Happy's priest. He was stunned for a moment. When he reacted again, his cold hands had already taken the lead in opening the angel wings and taking off, holding the weapon named
The scepter of drug side effects patrols in the sky, like a real angel.
...Don't worry, there were enough problems exposed by Xingxin's cold little hands in the previous games, just play it safe and treat it as a spell output profession.
This is probably one of Xingxin's purposes, to let the priest's little cold hands enter the personal seats of the arena competition, in order to disrupt the opponent's players' thinking, right?
Qin Muyun quickly adjusted his mentality and began to add various buffs to himself.
Found you... An Wenyi took a deep breath and began to chant a spell.
trouble.
Qin Muyun frowned and raised the gun in his left hand to interrupt the cold chanting of his little hand with a bullet.
Click!
No hits?
Qin Muyun frowned.
"The position of the cold little hand is just outside the attack range of minus nine degrees! The bullet went directly through the cold hair of the little hand! It was very thrilling!" Pan Lin slapped the table, as if a bullet had just passed by him.
: "It is naturally much more difficult to control one's position in the air than on the ground. This shot did not stop the cold singing of the little hands!"
"What I'm more curious about is An Wenyi's control of distance and analysis of the opponent's weapon data..." Li Yibo said: "Just based on this position, An Wenyi's progress is not insignificant!"
"Look, this is the good disciple I trained. How about it, Xiaobai? Are you convinced? Hahahaha!" Old Wei laughed proudly, and it was not in vain that he had been accompanying Xiao Anzi to investigate the opponent's playing habits these days.
And the silver weapon data!
Admittedly, this is a matter of Qin Muyun's personal habits. The filling of Furious Shooting must come before rapid fire and curved shooting. Most of the reputation of Minus Nine Degrees relies on gun skills, and Furious Shooting, which greatly enhances the attack power, is naturally
It is Qin Muyun's first choice.
An Wenyi naturally noticed this and then adjusted his position. In this round, An Wenyi was going to use his attack range to crush his opponent to death!
When the chanting is over, give up disturbing the other party who is calmly strengthening himself at minus nine degrees and quickly retreat to the right.
but……
"Holy flame hits! My God, every move of the opponent seems to be calculated by An Wenyi! Moreover, this kind of accuracy... is too high?"
Luo Ji in the audience had a happy smile on his face. An Wenyi could do this without his help.
Come on, Xiao An, let them see our data flow style!