"The elimination time is longer than I expected. The question now is how the three people who have been dumped in the reincarnation can escape." Li Yibo shook his head: "But there is another wretched Grand Master Fang.
Rui, you can imagine that today’s round is probably the longest round among the ten rounds, right?”
"I'm afraid that will be the case, and Fang Rui will probably survive to the end." Pan Lin nodded repeatedly.
"Let's take a look at the moment just now. The little cold hands wanted to pull up Moriarty's health, but Wulang slid sideways and took the damage from this shot, but it was harmless. Wulang stacked three consecutive hits in
Xiao Ge took away Bai Mo's Moriarty under the light of the Holy Ring, and helped Lu Boyuan drive back Ye Xiu's Lord Grim..." Li Yibo, who was originally cheerful and excited, suddenly fell silent, frowning.
Lock seems to be thinking about something.
"What's wrong, Brother Li?" Pan Lin asked curiously.
"Nothing, I was just thinking, it seems like more than five minutes have passed, right?" Li Yibo asked.
"Let me look at the time... It seems to have been five minutes and twenty-seven since Wulang and Xiaoge Ziruo started supporting." Pan Lin said.
"But it seems that neither One Shot Through the Cloud nor One Autumn Leaf arrived in the past five minutes, right?" Li Yibo continued to ask.
Even the director couldn't stand these two pranksters, so he directly pulled the camera to the other side.
Zhang Jiale has already delayed half of the time, and there is still half of the time before he can complete the promise that seemed impossible to fulfill.
ten minutes!
Dante seemed to be dancing, firing his guns alternately, his hand speed soaring to his previous limit, and the sound of chaotic keyboard typing kept ringing in Zhang Jiale's player room.
It seems that thousands of bees are dancing wildly, but it also has a different meaning. Carnival music is playing outside the screen, while what is performed on the screen is a master-level visual art!
The ammunition of various colors is constantly switching, and it is even too fast to see clearly how Dante is switching bullets. There are also various grenades interspersed with it. Dante is constantly performing his art like this!
Damn it, how can this old thing still be in such a state!
One Autumn Leaf dodged a few incendiary bullets sideways, but soon another incendiary grenade was thrown at him. He had no choice but to retreat, missing a good offensive opportunity again, and Zhou Zekai seemed to be in no better condition than One Autumn Leaf.
Although it looks more mobile and more gorgeous, the original attack rhythm will be disrupted by the endless light curtain effects!
"How long has it been since Zhang Jiale's offensive rhythm appeared?" Pan Lin asked blankly.
"I...I don't know either!" Li Yibo was also shocked and dumbfounded. For a moment, those who didn't understand wouldn't even think that it was Zhang Jiale fighting one against two, but that One Shot Cloud Piercer and One Autumn Leaf were playing two against Zhang Jiale.
Although it doesn't sound any different, it's actually quite different.
How long did Zhang Jiale hold on? The director quickly gave an answer. A small screen appeared next to the big screen, playing back the five minutes of footage just now.
Five minutes, five full minutes of high-intensity operation, isn't Zhang Jiale tired?
Are you tired? You seem to be tired, right?
Zhang Jiale has no time to think about that now. He is just enjoying such a process. Career longevity? Victory or defeat? Breakthrough?
To hell with all this! It's a madness now, a carnival!
Let’s play together!
Of course, the match between Samsara and Xingxin was also broadcast online. There were many people watching, and the atmosphere was even more lively than the live atmosphere.
【Are you all so arrogant? 】
[Are all people from Xingxin like this? 】
[Why hasn’t Zhang Jiale left the Glory Professional League yet? 】
[You can imagine that a team that takes in such a guy is a garbage team.]
【Reincarnation must win!】
[One versus two? Zhang Jiale really can’t see himself clearly! 】
This was Zhang Jiale's speech on the barrage when he resolutely fought against two people. It was a uniform expression of contempt and abuse for Zhang Jiale. It didn't take much to think about it to know that these were all former fans of Team Baihua.
But now, there is even a blank screen for a while.
All the trolls shut up in an instant. They also saw Zhang Jiale's struggle and hard work, saw Zhang Jiale going crazy beyond anything else, and saw Zhang Jiale was also so crazy that year, leading Baihua Team to the finals alone.
, I also saw how passionately I used to worship the person in the picture who looked almost different.
Zhang Jiale, do you really want to win? So eager? But why can't you stay in Baihua?
[Although I have scolded you many times, I still don’t intend to forgive you, but today, for the sake of who I was and for the sake of Baihua, Zhang Jiale. 】
[Come on Zhang Jiale.]
【come on!】
【What the hell, kill it!】
[I will apologize to you if you fuck the King of Blasters and God of War!]
[Since you can fight, don’t be so cowardly!]
More and more barrages in support of Zhang Jiale began to appear, even overwhelming the fans of the home team Samsara. Some of the spectators who were watching the Hundred Blossoms game also came here. Together with the local fans of Xingxin, it was hard to see any more for a while.
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Seven minutes and thirty seconds...
"Click!"
The lighter lit up, and Lao Wei took a deep breath of nearly half of the cigarette, exhaling almost no smoke.
It's so cool... What a beautiful job, Lao Zhang!
Old Wei laughed, "Jealous? What did you do? Even if I am jealous, there must be someone who deserves my jealousy. Come on, come on, come on!"
"Well, sir, smoking is not allowed here..." The staff member just turned back and looked at Old Wei smoking with a speechless expression.
"Oh, wait a minute, did you slip back in such a short time?" Old Wei asked in surprise.
"I'm only responsible for this small position. By the way, you seem to be from Xingxin? Didn't you just say that you would wait for your teammates to celebrate before you draw it?" The staff member took it from Old Wei's hand.
He put out his cigarette and asked.
"Then why did you leave just now!" Old Wei was unhappy.
"Oh, because it was obvious that Xingxin couldn't win, I thought you couldn't smoke this cigarette, so I left. Who knew that when I turned around, I saw you smoking." The staff member shrugged.
"But, now I win." Old Wei said with a smile.
"Won? Aren't the results not out yet?" the staff member asked doubtfully, obviously he was just a staff member in the venue.
"Lao Zhang has already won. Look at the situation inside the court." Lao Wei looked over with a smile: "It was completely silent. They already know why."
