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Chapter 1141 Tears spilled into the arena

Zhuan Liuyun ran towards the upper level in a hurry, not even noticing that one meter of sunlight was out.

He knew that the upper management needed his joining very much now, and as long as Shuster didn't go back, 3V2 would always have a chance of winning.

Getting closer and closer to the branch where the upper level was fighting, Zhuan Liuyun's heartbeat increased and he became more and more nervous.

"Come up quickly!" A quick voice sounded in Zhuan Liuyun's ears, it was Wan Gu Binghong urging him.

Zhuan Liuyun only regretted that the eagle shape did not have acceleration or flash skills, otherwise he would have arrived long ago. He was even more anxious after being urged by Wangu Binghong, and the hand holding down the W key felt a little painful.

Soon, soon, we have seen them!

Red and green IDs kept flashing between the branches and leaves above. It was obvious that they were still in a melee, but what was a little strange was that the more the two sides fought, the more they moved away. It seemed that Longhun and the others were deliberately trying to lure Fengjianwu between the two branches.

The brief and urgent exchange between Long Hun and Wangu Binghong in the earphones also confirmed this. The demon tree is about to rotate again. In order to avoid the demon king Feng Jianwu, they plan to knock Feng Jianwu off the branches when the demon tree rotates, and then be alone

Harvesting is invisible in the wind.

This method is indeed very good, but for some reason, Zhuan Liuyun feels that it must not be as smooth as they thought. After all, the other party is Fengjian Wu, so unexpected accidents will definitely happen...

Kaka~

Just as Zhuan Liuyun thought, the demon tree had begun to turn, but he still had five steps to reach the branch where Eternal Binghong was.

I saw the layers of fighting leaves and branches suddenly parting, and a figure suddenly fell from the crack between the two branches. Zhuan Liuyun was shocked: Could it be successful?!

However, the huge figure did not fall straight down. Instead, it hit him with electricity. Electricity was not a description, but Zhuanliu Yun really saw the silver current flashing in the figure. In an instant, all his skills

Everything was blocked, his vision was in chaos, and he no longer knew what had happened to him.

"Eagle Control Style?"

"How long does it take to activate the Orange Martial Arts skill to reach full health?!"

The audience in the audience uniformly exclaimed at this moment. They never expected that Xiang Fei would invisibly coordinate with Feng Jian to perform a double move at the moment when the two branches separated, and then collided head-on with the turning cloud that had just flown over.

He harvested this full-blooded psychic master before he could turn his back.

Huang Dongsheng was so shocked that he opened his mouth. He had never seen Xiang Fei show off this kind of double stacking technique in the whole season. Today was the first time he saw it in a game. Although it was obvious that Xiang Fei and Su Qihong were using the same stacking technique.

This move is more skillful than Su Qihong's, and it's as fast as lightning. Yes, it's precisely because it's fast that it makes this move look more lethal and frightens the whole audience.

"You are so handsome!! Xiang Fei, you are a god!!"

Regardless of the image, Huang Dongsheng opened his mouth and shouted this sentence loudly into the microphone. The saliva he spat out covered the entire microphone, and then he marveled at it while re-describing the complicated operation Xiang Fei performed at that moment, his words full of admiration.

He almost became a fan of Xiang Fei.

The laughing fans in the audience were naturally very satisfied with Huang Dongsheng's string of rainbow farts and kept cheering and applauding him. At this moment, another sentence came out faintly from the big speaker. The voice was clear and moist, and he sounded like a singer.

Zhuo Yusheng.

"Xiang Fei is... showing Su Qihong the correct operation of controlling an eagle!"

Zhuo Yusheng ignored Huang Dongsheng's roaring rainbow fart, and Youyou said something beside him, with a mean smile on his face.

Generally speaking, commentators will take each other into consideration and will not deliberately interrupt the conversation, but Zhuo Yusheng is not a commentator but a guest. This behavior will naturally not be criticized, but Huang Dongsheng will inevitably glance at him with disdain.

"Demo?"

Zhang Zhongwen turned to look at Zhuo Yusheng, not blaming him for grabbing the conversation, but just looking forward to his next explanation.

"The preparation time for Su Qihong's Sword Spirit stack move is too long. Zhuan Liuyun has to fly a certain distance before the two of them can launch the stack move at the same time. A frontal attack can easily give the opponent time to judge. But Xiang Fei's stack move this time is almost

It was completed at the moment when the eagle was flying. Zhuanliu Yun was killed before he could even react. Zhao Xuan and Su Qihong were nearby and did not provide any support. They were also in the Eagle-Controlling Style of the Sword Spirit. The power of the two was simply overwhelming.

One in the sky and one on the ground. I can only think that this is Senior Xiang Fei showing them the real way of controlling an eagle. By the way, I want to tell you that the stacking move is very awesome. Failure is just because the person who uses it is not good at it."

Park Zhinan stared blankly at the slow-play clip of Fengjianwu's Sword Spirit stack on the big screen, and thought of Taylor's words again in his mind. But this time, he no longer admired Taylor's analysis, and only had one lingering question.

Thought: When Taylor comes back, I must let him watch this game! He is wrong. There is no solution to stacking moves. It is the most advanced field of NFL competitive operation! If these teams can stack moves, we will have no hope in the international competition.

nor!!

Su Qihong naturally felt what Zhuo Yusheng said, but he was deeply hit. On such an occasion, he could not think that Xiang Fei was giving instructions. He only felt that the other party slapped him hard. This slap was very, very hard.

They even broke up the Thousand Soul Dark Sword Spirit combination.

"Tuanzi, let's talk about it when we get back and finish the game."

Zhao Xuan glanced at Su Qihong as he spoke, and was surprised to find that Su Qihong's eyes were red.

Everyone knows that e-sports does not believe in tears, but there are many players who shed tears on the battlefield. The young people who usually look sunny and passionate have a fragile side inside. Once they fail under extremely high expectations, they will fall.

The frustration at the cliff was so suffocating that no matter how hard I tried to control my emotions, I couldn't stop the tears from pouring out.

But in Zhao Xuan's impression, Su Qihong never cried on the court. Even though he missed the championship in the first two seasons, he never had red-eye emotions. At most, he was disdainful and more passionate.

What happened to him today?

"I'm sorry...Captain."

Su Qihong suppressed his emotions and apologized in a weak voice, but after saying this, the tears that were originally filled in his eyes suddenly fell out, like a failure that was too late to recover, and they jumped out of control and fell wantonly from his face.

Zhao Xuan suddenly understood what Su Qihong was thinking. Today was probably his last game in the NFL, the last game he played with Su Qihong.

The significance of this game in Su Qihong's heart is far greater than winning the championship. He wants Zhao Xuan to stay on the field and fulfill Zhao Xuan's wish to leave as a champion. But his sword and spirit combination made this game a failure.

The fundamental reason was that he could not forgive himself, so he collapsed before the game was over.

Zhang Ziyang and Huang Wenfeng, who were eliminated, looked at Su Qihong silently. Shan Chongyu also lowered his head and looked dejected. They had the same feelings about this matter and attributed the failure to themselves, so they remained silent together.

"Don't be like this." Zhao Xuan smiled easily, "It's just a game. It doesn't matter whether you win or lose. What's important is to have fun. Didn't you like to play against the wind the most? You are waiting for me on the other side.

How can the big devil be defeated after half a year? Come on, let's go down and outflank them and have a great time!"


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