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Chapter 503 For Faith For Hundred Flowers

Chapter 503 For faith, for flowers

He was obviously a mad swordsman with no HP consumed, no passive activated, and no increased attack speed, but the mess of fallen flowers wielding a heavy sword to bury flowers gave Zhang Jiale a feeling of being watertight and airtight.

There is no flaw...

Zhang Jiale had a headache. He had just used ebony and white ivory plus the recoil of special bullets to avoid combo attacks, but he couldn't find any chance to attack...

The equipment of Fallen Flowers has obviously been updated. The effects of stiffening bullets and silver bullets have been greatly weakened, and their effect against the heavily armored Berserker is also minimal.

He just pinched a poison cloud grenade in his hand and threw it out, but it was quickly knocked away by the heavy sword Burial Flower. This kind of vision and precision are rare among all professional players.

Everyone is making progress, they are all working hard...

For the sake of their own beliefs, no one is willing to stand down.

"Player Yu Feng is very calm. He showed us another possibility besides selling blood in the early stage of the Mad Swordsman." Pan Lin praised: "What a sprint and impact, which directly broke through Dante's defense.

line, rushing all the way! Another blast of destruction. Burial Flower seems to be specialized for the destruction. It cools down very quickly. Just after the last reduction in defense power, this time it was continued. Now even

Without passive blood energy awakening, the damage caused by each slash is extremely considerable!"

"And we can see that Yu Feng has not even used the Mad Swordsman's signature skills of Fury, Bloodthirsty and Bloodthirsty Fighting... If he used it, every blow would be very terrifying." Li Yibo said with emotion: "

Obviously, Yu Feng is planning for the subsequent battle."

"After all, Zhang Jiale doesn't have a lot of mana left. Yu Feng has already started to make plans for the battle ahead." Pan Lin nodded.

Bloodthirsty, violent rage, and bloodthirsty fighting are of no use. Are you doomed?

Zhang Jiale smiled, looking at the unique attack effects of every attack of the Burial Flower, the scarlet petals falling, and the bright red glow.

Although he is very powerful, please don’t look down on the seniors so much, okay?

Zhang Jiale's hands began to dance on the keyboard, and the most intuitive reminder was that Dante also danced his body.

Slide shovel!

While Luo Hua Langshai was using the Mountain Collapsing Strike, Dante used a sliding shovel directly to the position behind the Collapsing Mountain Strike. He hit the Mountain Collapsing Strike, stood up immediately after landing, and performed a cross-cut with his back!

There was no sound of sword energy colliding. Missed?

Yu Feng frowned and directly used his hands to block, and all the bullets hit the heavy sword Burial Flower.

smoke bomb!

Thick fog completely filled the battlefield, and the dancer in the fog became Dante.

Side sliding step, headbutt, armor-piercing bullet!

If it's hard enough and the physical defense stack is so high, what about the magic defense?

The ebony wood in Dante's right hand shook slightly, and a magazine was quickly loaded. In a very short period of time, all the frozen bullets in the magazine poured out, like a rainstorm of ice bullets.

At this time, Luo Hua Langshai's blood volume is still 70%...and Dante's blood volume is only less than 30%...

Thirty percent, leather armor profession, in the eyes of the mad swordsman, this is almost like a Demon Breaking Slash, a Destruction Slash plus a big move can take him away.

Hiding in the smoke and waiting is not the best time.

Although Luo Hua Luoshan's blood volume has been declining, Yu Feng didn't seem to panic at all, calmly judging Dante's position and relying on movement to avoid most damage.

The smoke clears, there it is!

Luohua Langxi slashed the edge of the heavy sword Burial Flower with his left hand, and the rich and sticky blood condensed into blood balls from the Burial Flower, and a blood arrow flew directly towards Dante.

Sword of blood!

It comes with a powerful stiffening effect, if you are hit this time...

Zhang Jiale's expression changed, and he immediately pointed his guns at the ground, flying up with the powerful recoil, narrowly avoiding Luo Huasha's sword of blood.

But it's a good thing to get up. The remaining health is enough to use another thunder, which can further suppress this kid's health.

However, it shouldn't be that simple. The next thing this kid should do is cross-cut.

As soon as Zhang Jiale's thoughts came up, a bloody cross came towards him. Dante raised his hand again and moved sideways!

This time...it's the soul-eating bloody hand!

A pool of blood emerged around Luohua Chaosi. Even after leaving the body, the blood was still boiling. And in this boiling blood pool, a giant hand grabbed Dante directly in the air!

There is no way to avoid it! Although it shows a pair of bloody hands, the soul-eating bloody hands are a range control skill. As long as they are within the range, they will be forcibly captured!

So……

【Thunder】!

The Soul-Eating Blood Hand is a powerful means of grabbing, but in the process, it does not control the opponent's other actions!

The grenades all over the sky rained down, directly taking away about 10% of Luohua's blood volume again, but this time, Dante had been pinched in front of Luohua's body by bloody hands...

Whirlwind!

【glory】!

Phew... Zhang Jiale took off his headphones and let out a long breath. Looking at the messy and arrogant posture of fallen flowers in the gray screen, he couldn't help but smile.

In this battle, Zhang Jiale saw Yu Feng's desire for victory, his longing for Baihua, and his persistence in faith...

Good boy, you win this time. I really hope that I can have a good fight with you at full strength next time...

Zhang Jiale's thoughts were a little wandering. He and Sun Zheping in the audience recalled at the same time that summer, a conflict broke out between the groups of relatives and friends competing for the boss, and their first fight...

[There is also some kind of flower over there...]

Alas, when people get old, they always like to think back to the past.

Zhang Jiale stretched and walked out of the competition seat.

Seeing Zhang Jiale coming out of the competition booth, the original cheers became even louder. Of course, these were not cheers for him, but for Yu Feng, who was still in the competition booth.

Really... Zhang Jiale didn't care, shook his head with a smile, and returned to Xingxin's preparation table.

"You kid, are you kidding me? After all the fighting, Mad Swordsman didn't even lose 50% of his health?" Fang Rui asked with extreme suspicion.

Zhang Jiale immediately gave this bitch a middle finger in return: "If you're really capable, use 20 mana to knock out 50% of Luo Huasha's health in the state just now!"

"I wanted to, but why didn't Lao Ye give me a chance? I'm not going to compete in the ring." Fang Rui shrugged his shoulders: "Otherwise, I have to let you see how I fight."

"Don't be a coward, dog?"

"The dog barks again!"

"Your uncle's..."

"Okay, you two, you are still like a child no matter how old you are." Chen Guo angrily separated the two people who had quarreled.

Ye Xiu happily patted his butt and stood up: "Okay, let me finish this arena match. It's taken too long..."

Team Xingxin, the third person in the group stage competition, Ye Xiu.

(End of chapter)


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