When Sun Xiang stepped down, his face was still green and white. What was the reason for this failure... It was still the arrogance rooted deep in his heart.
"I..." Sun Xiang opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain to his teammates.
"That's a good fight." Jiang Botao said with a smile on behalf of the others. Seeing that Sun Xiang's expression was not very good, Jiang Botao knew that the child must have thought that he was mocking him, so he quickly said: "After all, no one expected Wei
Chen knows how to use that style of play, right? Wei Chen has quite a lot of experience. According to common sense...this style of play burns up the lifespan of a few professions..."
Will the veteran die? Jiang Botao smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Du Ming, be careful."
Although he didn't think Wei Chen still had enough energy to compete in the next game, Jiang Botao still reminded him.
"Then I'll go!" Du Ming nodded and walked to the competition seat.
【Wu Shuanggouyue has joined the room.】
As soon as Wu Shuanggouyue entered the arena, he picked up the ice slag in his hand and rushed towards the windward formation on the opposite side. He didn't care about anything. He cut the path in three stages, accelerated like a meteor, and arrived at the arena almost instantly.
center of.
No action yet?
Du Ming felt a little bit in his heart, and he didn't dare to rush forward. He could only start various changes and move forward to form a formation close to the wind.
This... what kind of medicine is this old thing selling in the gourd?
The tip of Bingzhao's sword is already pointing at the throat of the formation facing the wind!
Windward formation: [GG.]
[Windward Formation has exited the room!]
The release of the phantom invisible sword was completely in vain, and Du Ming's expression instantly became stunned.
What the hell are you a human being? Damn it, how could you do this? Couldn't you have surrendered earlier?
Old Wei walked out of the competition seat leisurely. As soon as the door opened, he saw a referee standing at the door: "What are you doing? What happened?"
"Um, are you sure you surrender?" The referee choked. Why did I come? It's just a count in your heart, right?
"Are you sure? Haven't I already come out?" Old Wei asked in surprise: "The account card has also been pulled out...didn't I log out?"
After saying this, Old Wei wanted to go back and take a look.
"Well, no problem, then you can go back to the preparation table first." The referee said helplessly.
The person in front of me is four or five years older than me, so it's really hard to reprimand him harshly.
Old Wei sat down on his seat like an old man: "Um, Xiao Fangzi, how was my beating?"
"Awesome." Fang Rui didn't care what Old Wei called him and patted Old Wei on the shoulder.
Old Wei glanced at Fang Rui in surprise, then looked around and found that everyone had the same expression: "No...your expressions make me feel like I won't be happy for long."
"No, no, no, veteran, your hands are still shaking. Can I give you a squeeze?" Chen Guo said quickly, grabbing Old Wei's hand and starting to massage it.
"Ah...hey, are you a little thirsty?" Old Wei glanced at the water tank on the other side.
Qiao Yifan hurriedly walked over and brought over a bottle of sports drink, opened it thoughtfully and put it to Old Wei's mouth.
"that……"
"It's almost done, Xiaobai, go ahead, this old guy should have no problem getting in." Ye Xiu said helplessly, putting a cigarette into the mouth of Old Wei who kept moaning.
"Okay." Bai Mo moved his fingers and walked towards the competition seat.
Lao Wei really tried his best this time. In the second game, he didn't want to delay and consume some blood, but his trembling hands made it impossible for him to maintain it. He almost typed the word "gg" wrongly.
but……
Bai Mo entered the competition seat and swiped his card to log in.
There is also Wu Shuang Gouyue who is almost at full status and One Shot Cloud Piercer who is absolutely at full status. It is still a special arena, and the terrain that can be used is really limited...
Bai Mo smiled bitterly and shook his head, forget it, let's not think about the next game and send Du Ming away first.
Wu Shuanggouyue: [Come, come, come!]
Moriarty: [Are you so anxious to step down? 】
Moriarty: [By the way, why is it you again! Just beating you is boring. Why don't you give me a chance to challenge Zhou Zekai and let us decide the outcome of the game? It's so simple and quick. 】
Wu Shuanggouyue: [Go and have your sweet dream!]
Wu Shuanggouyue: [And you are so confident that you can beat me? Let me tell you, I am now a different person than before! 】
Moriarty: [Oh, so you can defeat Wang Jiexi? 】
Wu Shuanggouyue: [……]
Du Ming choked violently, and his mentality underwent some extremely subtle changes: [Trash talk is useless to me, I tell you!]
Moriarty: [I didn’t talk trash either!]
The progress bar had reached the end, Moriarty officially entered the room, and Wu Shuanggouyue, like a mad dog, rushed towards Moriarty.
This kid really should play Berserker...
Bai Mo shook his head, Moriarty waved Sherlock Holmes in his hand, and threw a binding spell towards Wu Shuanggouyue.
Wu Shuang Gouyue rolled sideways to avoid the restraint technique, got up and climbed up, then continued to approach with three-stage slashes.
Perseverance...
The Meteor Style directly closed the last distance, put the ice shards into the sheath, and then slashed out with a long sword with an icy blue aura.
Draw your sword and chop!
Come on, use your ninja sword to parry, and then I'll show you my progress! Or if I flicker my position, then cut across and get close, and continue to fight... There is no time for the Substitution Technique and Shadow Clone now, no matter what
No matter how much you try to resist, it will be useless, Bai Mo!
Du Ming licked his slightly chapped lips excitedly, waiting expectantly to see what Bai Mo would do!
Poof!
Du Ming was stunned, and then he saw an eyeball being smashed to pieces with a sword.
Eye of Kilgro? When did it happen? Wait, where was Moriarty before...
Du Ming was shocked to remember that Moriarty's position had been retreating just now, and after three games, the sun in the arena had tilted, and Moriarty was standing in the shadows.
The black Eye of Kilgro had already moved behind the shadow, and the switch was completed without anyone noticing.
Immediately afterwards, a very familiar door rose up behind him, and black tentacles spurted out again. Du Ming had no time to change his position, so he had no choice but to be pulled into the door of death.
Wu Shuanggouyue:【?】
Moriarty: [Um, what's wrong? You don't want me to use the Ninja Sword to fight you at close range, right? No, no, no... I'm a long-range profession, brother, how can you have such a dream?
Woolen cloth?】
What the hell... Du Ming had a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat and wanted to spit it out.
Losing the upper hand in front of a warlock is undoubtedly extremely fatal, especially when facing a top warlock like Bai Mo...
Moriarty: [Um, otherwise, you fight GG?]
Du Ming: I'll fuck you, you bastard!
Even if you risk your life, you have to give this guy some color!
