The originally noisy conference room became completely quiet. Even An Wenyi and Luo Ji, who were already starting to feel sleepy, took a swig of coffee.
They had been up since two o'clock to watch the game, and they were indeed a little sleepy now, but they couldn't help but watch this game!
"Tang Hao...is it okay?" Chen Guo asked excitedly, but she was still a little worried in her heart: "If we can succeed in one and three, we will be the first national team to keep a clean sheet in an individual event at the World Invitational.
It’s over!”
"I don't know... no matter what my opponent says, he is the best frontal attacker of the Korean national team." Old Wei said with a frown.
In the Chinese team, Tang Hao is also positioned in the same way, but he can only achieve the second position.
After all, there are not many main striker positions in the Chinese national team, and only Tang Hao and Sun Xiang can play a full role.
"I hope I can win..." Lao Wu thought expectantly.
"Tang Hao...can he win?" Bai Yanfei scratched his head. He didn't expect that Tang Hao had become so strong. After beating two people, he could still maintain half of his condition.
"If the third person coming on the stage is from another profession, we still need to worry about it. However, the person they are playing is a battle mage..." Qin Muyun said with a half-smile.
"Ah, Senior Qin, do you have any explanation for this?"
Song Qiying put down the small notebook in his hand: "Because, his current teammates have the strongest battle mage."
Tang Sanda and Lu Shi rushed towards each other at the same time, and Lu Shi picked up his war stick.
【Dragon Teeth】!
There were no show off skills or fancy offensive moves, the gorgeous golden war stick was pointed directly at Tang San to fight!
Tang San hit Jack the Ripper, who raised his right hand and jammed the top of the war stick. Jack the Ripper in his left hand drew sparks along the body of the war stick.
【Block Skill】!
The scarlet Jack the Ripper left three hideous scars on Lu Shi's gorgeous silver light armor.
He has good timing skills, has a deep understanding of the Battle Mage profession, and also has a good understanding of the length of his Silver War Staff...
Lu Shi frowned and took a look at his current state. He was disabled, bleeding, and poisoned, which was similar to the results of the research.
The silver armor on his body flickered, and the disabling effect that had just been attached disappeared without a trace.
[Silver Light Armor, Dawn, immune to the negative impact on its own attack speed and movement speed.]
Retract the war stick, move the palm, and drop the flower palm!
The petals gathered in Lu Shi's hand, and Tang San was blown away in an instant.
The magic damage is higher than expected, and the attack speed and the like have not changed, but it still has the effects of poisoning and bleeding. The silver flash just now eliminated the disabling effect...
After a brief test, both sides had a general understanding of their opponents, and without widening the distance between them, they bared their fangs towards their opponents again.
The battle mage becomes stronger as he fights, so he must try to block or dodge the opponent's attacks, and control his position to stay within the attack range of the opponent's silver war stick, so as to buy more time.
All small means must be used...
"The opponent is a good material for a battle mage." Ye Xiu narrowed his eyes: "He is not much different from Sun Xiang..."
"Yeah." Bai Mo nodded, also admitting this. The members of the Korean team still have a lot of skills. At least the opponent's fighting skills can have a place in the World Invitational Tournament where experts gather.
It would be great if Sister Xiaorou came. After meeting so many masters, it should be the biggest help to her growth.
"Tang Hao is in some danger." Zhang Jiale was a little nervous unconsciously.
"I think Tang Hao can win." Ye Xiu smiled.
"I hope so." Zhang Jiale muttered.
Brother Zhang, this... can't be done. Bai Mo glanced at Zhang Jiale in surprise, Brother Zhang, a little nervous, seems to care too much about the score.
Just when he was about to say something, Chu Yunxiu patted Zhang Jiale's shoulder seriously: "Now hurry up and tell your opponent that he can win."
"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Jiale asked in confusion, "Could it be that you're a nymphomaniac?"
"Bullshit, you are the unluckiest person in the alliance. You probably can't win this bet. Hurry up and hope that your opponent will win. And you, novice, hurry up and say that the battle mage can win." Chu Yunxiu urged.
"...I have a championship now, so this joke should be over." Zhang Jiale said helplessly.
"Sister Yunxiu, isn't a warlock's luck used for this?" Bai Mo sighed.
Chu Yunxiu's words just now were naturally just a joke for everyone. The originally tense atmosphere became a lot more relaxed after her interjection.
"You don't need to worry so much about gains and losses. Even if Tang Hao loses, there will still be Lao Zhang and Lao Ye behind him. He can definitely win the group competition. If you are not satisfied, you can put in more effort in the team competition later." Xiao Shiqin said with a smile.
: "There's no need to be too nervous, right?"
"That's the truth..." Zhang Jiale nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.
There is no way around it. The temptation to keep a clean sheet in the individual competition is too great. It puts some psychological pressure on myself for no reason. Maintaining this mentality into the next game is a big hidden danger.
Zhang Jiale smiled, because he cared too much, really, this is not the mentality that a veteran would have...
Sometimes mentality is the most important thing.
Bai Mo smiled and glanced at Xiao Shiqin and Chu Yunxiu. They also saw it... It is hard to say that it is not a very comfortable thing to have such teammates.
Bai Mo hummed a song.
Not yet, not enough... Another wave of fighting ended, Tang Sanda and Lu Shi separated again. In terms of health, Lu Shi still had the advantage, but in terms of blood volume exchange, Tang Sanda still had a slight advantage.
But Tang Hao in the competition seat frowned.
He is proud, and the greed brought about by pride is even more serious.
It’s not enough. If you continue like this, you will lose. If it’s not enough, you have to keep your opponent clean.
Tang Hao's hands were shaking a little, not because he was nervous, but because he was excited.
You can do it yourself.
His hand stabilized instantly, and he rushed forward to face the opponent's attack.
Soon, the shackles, and the strength that originally felt impossible to improve began to shake. This feeling has appeared before, but it has never been stronger than this time.
The offensive is fierce and every move is deadly.
It's not enough. It just consumes the opponent's blood, which is not enough at all. Although there are teammates behind him, he doesn't want to let such a good prey go to his teammates behind him.
I want to...eat it myself!
The opponent is like a tiger, a prey that you want to peel off its skin and use it as a trophy to hang in your own collection room.
Lu Shi and Tang San exchanged a wave of blood volume again. This time, Lu Shi retreated first. In the previous battles, such a move seemed to have become a common practice.
After each short high-intensity duel, the two of them would give their opponents a chance to breathe, and they would also give themselves a short rest before looking for the next opportunity to attack.
But this time, Tang San did not retreat, but still rushed towards his opponent.
Is this guy crazy? If the level of fighting just now continues, the hand speed will definitely get out of control. Although the hand speed when out of control looks very strong, in this situation, both sides still have a lot of health.
It is simply impossible to achieve effective and lasting maintenance...
He was impatient.
A smile appeared on Lu Shi's face. Then, he only needs to maintain his own rhythm, and he can...
Forehead?
Lu Shi was stunned for a moment. Tang Hao, who was rushing towards him, squatted down, inserted the claws in his hands into the sea of sand, and then lifted up!
This... what's the point of this? Although the action is like a gangster's throwing sand, it has no skill effect. Apart from blocking the field of vision, there seems to be no...
Lu Shi's screen went black, and a blinding effect was quickly added to his body.
How could it be, no, this guy, the sand throwing is just a bait, and the sand throwing skill is released at the same time in the process of rising!
Lu Shi's face darkened, he didn't expect to be tricked by his opponent!
He heard a crisp sound, which was obviously the sound of the opponent's mobile phone being activated. In the blinded state, it was impossible for him to evade this lock.
Jack the Ripper grabbed the opponent's light armor and quickly got closer. Lu Shi instantly activated Fengjuan Liuyun. This skill was a range-based skill, and what was even more valuable was that it also had a short-lived body dominance.
The purpose is not to deal damage, but to use this to prevent the opponent from using control skills next time.
The next moment, the golden light brought by the Overlord Body shattered, and the poisonous needle glowing with green light was shot into Lu Shi's body.
At the same time as he regained his vision, Lu Shi saw Tang Sanda flying straight towards him, his body also glowing with golden light.
The general skill of the fighting system below level 20 is steel and iron!
Tang Hao was not controlled by the magical fighting spirit brought by Fengjuan Liuyun. He leaned in front of him and headbutted! With dizziness control, he kicked the opponent with one kick, then kicked him away and pinned the opponent to the ground, crazy.
He grabbed his opponent on the ground with his claws.
Blood flowers continued to fly, soaking in Tang Sanda's body.
Overlord combo punch!
I lost control, I lost control of my hand speed... So what if I lose control? As long as it can beat you to death or be beaten to death by you, that's enough!
The battle mage rolled back, trying to avoid it again. The gangster was now in a state of extreme excitement, with adrenaline soaring. As long as he could survive this period of time... retreating, the opponent would have no chance to catch him again. According to previous research,
, and now Jack the Ripper is cooling off... Damn!
Lu Shi was not scolding the gasoline bottle that was thrown, but at the same time as throwing the gasoline bottle, Tang San hit the ground with his right foot covertly, and a stream of white air blasted along the sand towards his opponent.
The qigong master’s [Thunder Shock]!
Fang Rui's covering style of play.
This guy...did he make a mistake? He opened up too quickly after his awakening, right?
Fang Rui in the infirmary muttered.
There is some sinisterness in the fierceness, and there is also reason in the madness.
What the hell...
This guy is really, damn it.
Lu Shi was a little panicked. The gap in blood volume between the two sides was constantly shrinking. Without noticing, Tang Sanda only had 15% of his health left, and he only had 2% left.
twelve.
What happened? What's going on? The blood volume has actually dropped to this point... Isn't this guy tired? How long has he maintained this hand speed?
"Thirty-four seconds, Tang Hao has maintained this explosive hand speed for thirty-four seconds. The high-level gangster skills and low-level general fighting skills are connected very smoothly, and there are also various canceling skills mixed in.
The back-swinging method... Tang Hao, Brother Li, Tang Hao, are they as powerful as Ye Shen, Bai Mo, Zhang Jiale, Huang Shaohan, Zhou Team, Sun Xiang and the others?" Pan Lin suddenly asked.
His performance in this state was no worse than anyone he had mentioned before.
This question is actually redundant.
"Well..." Li Yibo stared at the fight in the picture, not even daring to breathe too hard for fear of disturbing the demon god who was competing: "Awesome, awesome... It's like
"
"It's like a devil descending from the sky, he is really the God of Tai Sui on earth!" Pan Lin immediately answered.
Li Yibo was stunned and looked at Pan Lin next to him. Damn it, he is only one powerful person. How dare you drag Wen? You sincerely don’t want to save face for your seniors, right? If you can, don’t lock the door when you sleep tonight.
Door, see if I can do it or not, then you're done!
"Tang Hao has completely opened the shackles..." Wang Jiexi smiled.
Unexpected, yet reasonable.
Steadily and continuously wearing down the opponent, this victory has been won in advance.
"It's rare that Pan Lin can say such literate words... Tang Hao can get his title here, right?" Bai Mo touched his chin. After a one-on-three feat in the World Invitational Tournament, there is nothing wrong with giving Tang Xiaohao a title.
That's right. Seeing how hard he works, let's go back and build momentum for him, just...
【Tai Sui】too old.
Crazy, this guy is completely crazy, how long has it been since this state broke out, and what happened to this skill?! The connection is so smooth, even the flat A in the middle seems to have been calculated.
, one cycle after another, and there seems to be no chance to fight back.
It had been a long time since Lu Shi had organized a decent counterattack, and his health had been reduced to the last three percent by Tang San.
The only thing that made Lu Shi feel lucky was that this guy's mana had reached its end.
Even if he had the same equipment as that devil, which could convert blood volume into mana, it wouldn't be enough. Tang San still had nine percent of his health left.
Next, it was time to fight back... Lu Shi's eyes were filled with excitement.
...No, it seems that I shouldn’t be excited. The next opponent will definitely lose, but I got this point in this game first.
Well, don’t make the final struggle? Stop... That’s right...
The war stick stopped between Tang San's eyebrows, but could no longer move forward.
The poisoning, bleeding, and burning effects that he had previously wiped out the last 3% of the battle mage's health.
Tang Sanda stood there, looking at his opponent.
【glory】!
Ah... Before, Bai Mo seemed to have told himself something when he came on stage...
Tang Hao glanced at the enemy who was lying on the ground. Now he seemed to have no strength to control Tang San and dance, but he was in a good mood. It seemed impossible to do anything...
"Let us congratulate Tang Hao for succeeding in one versus three!! Huh? Tang Hao... what are you doing?" Pan Lin was stunned for a moment, while Tang San wrote something in the sea of sand with his toes.
