Sidestepping slowly, the Jack the Ripper in his hand glows red, slides up, and disembowells him!
There were three red scratches on Sad's abdomen, and he was covered in bleeding and maiming buffs.
The fighter's body sank, he uppercutted, and the gangster's fist hit his opponent's head hard.
According to common sense, this contact was just an ordinary blood exchange, but the negative effects of disability and paralysis made the sad character more than a little slower.
One step is slow, each step is slow!
"It has turned into a gangster style of attacking again." Loki scratched his head: "The people in the Chinese team are always so weird..."
"After all, we have an absolute advantage. By continuously increasing the attack speed and predicting in advance, after spending a lot of blood, we should be able to suppress the opponent to death, probably..." Merlin continued with a smile.
It's just theoretical, but such a result may not be what both parties want.
One doesn't want to lose, and the other wants to wear three.
Crouch down!
Sadness' expression was very bad, because this crouching meant that he was giving in, and facing Tang San who was in a slightly crazy state, he didn't really want to confront him head-on.
No, this is not giving in, it is just to let the opponent's momentum go down first.
Sadness took a deep breath and controlled the character to roll to the side in a somewhat embarrassed manner.
"This looks like Tang Hao!" Pan Lin couldn't help but sigh. The strong attack and suppression of his opponent just now made him extremely enjoyable to watch: "I really thought it was a substitution before, although it was also very enjoyable to watch.
."
"That's true, but Tang Hao's operation seems to be..." Li Yibo frowned and said with some uncertainty: "It seems to have become more, um..."
Li Yibo didn't know what to say. Although it looked like the previous strong attack route, why did it look so much dirtier than before?
If it had been before, after his opponent rolled and retreated just now, Tang San's choice would have been to press forward and continue the fierce attack.
But now... he rolls to keep up, maintains the rhythm between himself and his opponent, gets up and locks the throat, throws sand first, and then slaps him, holding back the hatred, and continues to output.
Say it hasn’t changed, but it has changed. Say it has changed. Something seems not right...
Li Yibo scratched his head.
"The blood volume is stable at two for one or even three for one, and the control of the blood volume is one level better than before." Xiao Shiqin pushed up his glasses: "If we maintain this state, when the blood volume is reduced to
After 40%, Jack the Ripper's blood-sucking effect is triggered, which can stably eliminate the opponent and at the same time increase one's own health to at least 60%."
"Very good." Wang Jiexi said in a rare voice, his expression full of seriousness.
Tang Hao's current performance is worthy of being banned.
"Let's see if it can be stable." Bai Mo was also looking forward to it.
Damn it, if this continues, you will lose.
Sad's pupils shrank, because the large number of negative effects previously caused Sad's character's condition to drop by nearly 40%, and Tang San's original absolute upper hand in strength and speed was suppressed by Tang San.
Sadness is very uncomfortable now, not to mention that the opponent does not rely on operations to crush him to death, but uses the superposition of various negative effects to restrain himself. Every time he adds a disabling effect, he can make accurate judgments after cooling down.
If you want to hit hard, you can destroy Sadness's hand. If you want to retreat and recover, you can destroy his legs. After completely suppressing the opponent, disembowel him to maintain your health advantage.
We can't go on like this. We need to break the situation! We need to break it!
He thought sadly through gritted teeth.
He raised his hand, making the lightning speed fist gesture, but the moment he raised his hand, Tang Sanda grabbed the hand he just raised, pushed forward with his right foot, turned over, and threw him over his shoulder!
Forced interruption!
"He captured the starting hand of the lightning speed punch, predicted the opponent's plan before releasing the skill, and blocked the release of the skill to control it... It is the same operation as the previous warlock used when beating the judoka." Hercules looked on.
He pointed out seriously that as a professional player who is also close to master in fighting style, he obviously saw Tang Hao's approach instantly.
"It's just a trick." Michael said with some disdain.
Hercules did not refute. The gangster's approach was indeed a kind of trick. The opponent's arms were hung with disabling buffs. The disabling of the hands had a considerable impact on the release of skills and attack speed, and obviously
, Sadness underestimated the opposite Tang San and beat him.
Throwing his opponent to the ground, Tang San threw a gasoline bottle out of his hand, completely igniting Sad's body. He took the poisonous needle and painted a new green color on his claws before his opponent could get up.
.
It's still a little bit worse, the pressure is not enough.
Tang Hao's face was expressionless, with no sadness or joy on his face, and there was also no turmoil in his heart.
Tang San's thug threw a brick out of his hand and hit the back of Sadness' head hard.
This is not enough, not enough to make yourself the expected title player...
After the dizziness was over, when Sadness wanted to roll over and get up, Jack the Ripper's claws grabbed his head, pulled him back, and the gangster kicked him down, and then slapped him loudly.
"Now...well, it's like..." Pan Lin scratched his head and scratched his head, and immediately his eyes lit up: "It's like the boss is teaching his betrayed younger brother, preparing to cut him into pieces with three knives, six holes, and a thousand knives!"
"You're...ahem, you're such a genius at describing people." Li Yibo almost cursed, but he immediately realized that it was still live broadcast. This kid's money was deducted, but he was still fine! What an insidious kid, he wanted to take advantage of it.
You and I will die together this way. Fortunately, I saw through your plan in advance...
"That's right, this is what we call the Dark Night System in the Fighting System." Bai Mo smiled with satisfaction. Now Sad's body has become a collection of negative buffs, and only one final blinding is needed to achieve the goal.
Grand Slam accomplished.
It's a pity that the opponent didn't give Tang Hao such a chance, because he was already dead...
【glory】!
Tang San's remaining health volume was 52%, and his remaining mana volume was 43%.
One wearing two has been achieved.
Tang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, sat in the competition seat and began to move his wrists slightly, and the last person, trying to recover as much as possible.
Although the character is in good condition, it still consumes a lot of money on his hands.
This Sorrow is not a bad opponent, he is just too confident.
Tang Hao let out a sigh of relief. He had preconceptions that he had become a completely obscene type, so he played more aggressively in the early stage, and his brain could not effectively deal with any accidents other than accidents.
Commonly known as... overload.
And the last one, hurry up, come up quickly!
Sadness was still a bit gentlemanly, and did not make a fuss like the previous ones, but returned to the contestants' table with an ugly expression.
"you……"
"Shut up." He cursed sadly: "Shut up, I want to be quiet for a while!"
Leader Cui was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything for a long time. This... you really lost, right? Then how the hell could you...
The others in Gaoli looked at each other and couldn't help but give Sorrow a thumbs up in their hearts.
"Okay, it's my turn!" A Korean boy stood up.
He is the youngest professional player on the Korean national team and the strongest attacker in the entire Korean team.
ID [Lu Shi], professional battle mage, stick technique, title [Shuguang].
No one spoke, they just watched Lu Shi in silence as he walked onto the playing field.
"I remember, this guy is a stick technique, right?" Bai Mo scratched his head. Stick technique is a relatively rare branch among the Chinese battle mage profession.
Because of Brother Ye, most players and professional players who choose battle mages use war spears. So far, in the World Invitational, there are relatively more battle mages who choose war spears, weapons with high magic power.
Yes, there are relatively few battle mages who choose war sticks that focus on attack and speed.
At the very least, Bai Mo has never seen anyone other than Lu Shi. Moreover, this guy looks quite young. He is a player who relies on manipulation. I wonder if Tang Hao, who has already played two games, can withstand it. It's just a matter of time.
One point can lead to three points. If he loses, Tang Hao will probably be unwilling to do so, right?
Map randomly selected...
【Wasteland Gobi】.
It was initially hated by all the obscene players. After a large number of new play styles were developed, it was listed as the map that all professional players least wanted to see in the professional arena.
The soft sand can always leave traces of actions and expose one's own position, but later on, the masters of the wretched style can always rely on this to set up a trap and make their opponents doubt their own IQ.
"Why, if I get this picture, can I just kill them randomly?" Fang Rui said enviously.
"But in fact, you can only lie here now." Guo Mingyu said with a cheerful smile.
"It's your uncle's." Fang Rui pointed his middle finger, glanced quickly to the side, and quickly ended the topic.
Yu Wenzhou smiled bitterly.
In the final analysis, it was my own carelessness that led to such a result this time, but the teammates around me did not blame myself. Instead, they were careful not to talk about this topic again. Even if it was possible to bring it up, it would be over quickly.
These guys...how can I bear to cheat them again next season?
"It's started, it's started, do you think Tang Hao can really wear three in one?" Huang Shaotian asked quickly.
"I don't know, isn't Sun Xiang doing all this guy's data analysis? Huh? Where is Sun Xiang?" Fang Rui asked curiously.
"Here...I have diarrhea again." Sun Xiang walked out of the bathroom with some exhaustion and glanced at the content on the TV: "It's this kid."
"Tell me about it?"
"The only guy in the Korean team who is not very annoying. I occasionally fight with him in the competition server. He is a battle mage who is good at attack speed..." Sun Xiang sat on the bed, thought for a while and said: "My age seems to be
He’s not big either, he’s about the same size as Blue Rain’s Lu Hanwen, but he’s much stronger in terms of strength. He’s the only professional player in Korea who hasn’t hit the rookie wall, and his level of talent is about the same as mine.”
"Uh... the last sentence is redundant," Fang Rui said tactfully.
"..." Sun Xiang glanced at Fang Rui speechlessly.
"Then what do you think of Tang Hao in this round?" Guo Mingyu asked curiously.
Sun Xiang was stunned for a moment and shook his head: "If it was Tang Hao before, he would definitely lose, but now Tang Hao...well, but he only has more than 50% of his health, um..."
Sun Xiang began to get entangled. Even if he was fighting by himself, he wouldn't be able to think so much. It would be too troublesome to calculate the winning rate. Why think about so much? Just rush forward and fight. If you can beat it, you can beat it. Fight.
But I’ll try my best next time, why do you think it’s so complicated?
"Okay, this guy is starting to overload his brain, don't bother with him." Fang Rui nodded with satisfaction.
"We are all patients, how can we be so cruel?"
"Doesn't it make you feel better to see someone who is more miserable than you?"
"That's true..."
Tang Hao calmly looked at his opponents who entered the map. The game had entered the final countdown, which was ten seconds.
Unexpectedly, I started to use the playing styles that I hated the most before... Why? Why did you hate this style of playing before? Do you really hate it...
Tang Hao pondered, no, it seems not...
It seems that it was because of the mad swordsman.
When I was still in Baihua, I met Sun Xiang who was still in Yueyun. At that time, he was not using a battle mage.
That year, all the glory was focused on that guy.
Are you envious?
Definitely... Tang Hao suddenly laughed for no reason. At that time, he was thinking that since he couldn't dominate the professional players at the same time, he had to become the one who was different.
A rogue does not necessarily have to use those methods to win, he can also rely on frontal attacks to crush his opponents.
After that, it was the All-Star Invitational Tournament, and I truly proved that I was right...
But, is there really nothing wrong?
Some comments on the Internet are correct. If you pursue a fierce fighting style, relying on your performance at the time, it is not difficult for Baihua to create a fighter account for yourself, but why...
Because, if you choose a fighter, there will always be a big mountain pressing on you, right?
So, choose the rogue yourself and use the rogue like a fighter.
He is indeed very strong, and he used this skill to become the number one gangster, but is he really still a gangster? Or is he just a fighter with a layer of gangster skin.
How despicable. In fact, he has never been so upright. In fact, he can't even compare to that idiot gangster Xingxin... Tang Hao smiled. This may be the reason why his strength has been stagnant, right?
You can't really recognize yourself.
But now, Tang Hao has truly reconciled with the past and truly wants to accept the profession of gangster...
I like the profession of gangster.
Tang Hao took a deep breath, and the ten-second countdown had come to an end.