Fengjianwu, who had just kicked the little warrior downstairs with Flowing Snow, immediately squatted down when the skill was retracted. Originally, his movements were stiff for 0.5 seconds, but he seemed to have been prepared for it, and he squatted down at the right time.
After being frozen for a while, Shuangyue Zhan passed by while wiping the hair accessories on his head.
After destroying the opponent's Double Moon Slash, Kazama Wu didn't raise her right leg. She stretched her left leg and rolled sideways along the slope of the stairs, widening the distance from the assassin above her and preparing to retreat to the lobby on the first floor. The wind and sand were dark.
The assassin did not know how to use the second move. When he found that the first attack failed, he retreated from the wall to the second floor like a shadow. He sighed softly and realized that he was too confident before the fight. After the fight, he realized that this person was definitely not an easy assassin.
Able to challenge targets in a duel, reaction and operation are much faster than ordinary people.
Thinking of this, Feng Shaan suddenly frowned again, overturning his judgment on Feng Jianwu's "fastness", and felt that rather than saying that he is fast, it is more appropriate to say that practice makes perfect. No one with many years of competitive experience at this level has ever been defeated.
There are hundreds of players who can never be trained based on talent alone.
This is the scary thing about veterans. Even if newcomers can surpass veterans in terms of equipment and physical fitness, they have accumulated little by little time and head count, and their competitive experience that turns quantitative changes into qualitative changes is difficult for newcomers to surpass. But veterans
The existence of e-sports also makes competition more fun, raising the limits of e-sports to a new peak, and at the same time allowing more people to understand the truth that there is a world outside the world and there are people outside the world. After all, the fun of the challenge lies in defeating those who originally looked like
Someone who is impossible to defeat!
Therefore, the NFL League actually welcomed Xiang Fei's comeback. Not only did it not set an age limit, but it also allowed him to make a high-profile return as an All-Star guest. The original intention of this move was that the League hoped to bring more veterans back.
E-sports allows the weakening professional circle to reshuffle the cards and discover the true charm of fierce battles, which are not just superficial gorgeous battles and tactics that have been played by veterans for a long time.
The little warrior stood alone in the middle of the hall, no longer trying to climb back to the second floor. He just looked helplessly at the dark corners around him, feeling that he was being stared at by many pairs of eyes. He did not run away or hide, because Jiang Yuan
Ren Ziliu's next instruction to him was "wait". As for what to wait for, whether to wait for life or to wait for death, there was no further explanation.
Time disappeared by the second, and the little warrior continued to stand in the middle like a world between Chu and Han. No one on the red side used long-range skills to hit him, and no one on the blue side came to save him. It seemed that he could not see his existence, but
Confrontation in secret.
"That kid is so pitiful standing in the middle. Do you want to send him back to the auditorium?" Fengjianwu asked with a smile.
"It's such an obvious bait. Whoever takes it will be stupid, so I'll send it to you if you want." With one innocent sentence, Feng Jianwu was mocked openly and covertly.
"He is not a bait, the three people upstairs are the real baits." Dongxia said calmly, his eyes never falling on the little warrior, he only stared at the movement on the second floor to see where the person with the longest name on the blue side was.
Move everywhere.
"Upstairs? If they want to come down for a team fight, they can do it. Why, do they want us to go up?" Tianzhen asked curiously.
"I'm afraid that's really the case." Dongxia continued to look up at Jiang Yuan, and suddenly called Fengjianwu, "Xiang Fei, do you remember what room is behind the pillar on the east side of the second floor?"
Feng Jianwu carefully moved in the shadow to the southwest, and looked at the east side of the second floor for a closer look. It was completely dark above, and not even a door shape could be seen. A huge stone pillar three people thick separated the back.
It was blocked tightly and formed an excellent bunker.
"Well, I have to say sorry." Fengjian Wu shrugged helplessly, "I am old and my memory is not very good. I have forgotten it now. Why don't I let the footprints disappear and explore it?"
"Uh...Thunderbolt." Dongxia seemed a little interested in this suggestion, calling him by his previous nickname.
"Here." There were footprints all over the place.
"Go and beat that soldier until he comes back with an iron wall. Don't stop fighting." Dong Xia ordered.
"receive."
The footprints on the ground were like those of a well-trained warrior. After receiving the order, they flashed in the darkness. When they reappeared, they had already appeared behind the little warrior. He waved the Emperor Yun Star and struck at the round head without caring.
You will be exposed under the blue team's nose.
Although the equipment of Footprints is also from online games, the equippable attributes are all configured according to the mid-to-high level on the professional equipment table. With the addition of the top-level Orange Martial Emperor Yunxing, the damage at most is slightly lower than that of the Wind and Sand Darkness present.
Moreover, none of the equipment on the little warrior was high-defense or rebound equipment, and his inner anxiety prevented him from calming down at all. He was so careless that he exposed his naked back to the assassin. In an instant, the health bar on his head was 10%.
The blood volume suddenly disappeared, and the little warrior was shocked. He could no longer hold back when Jiang Yuan was letting Chuhehanjie take his own course. Knowing that a footprint on the ground was considered a half-professional player, he gave up even blocking and resisting. He was anxious
He hurriedly dodged to the side with a dash, dashing desperately into the shadows where danger lurked.
"Take him here and don't run to the other side. You'll be fine." Jiang Yuan Ren Ziliu suddenly knocked on the table, reminding the little soldier sitting next to him to calmly treat the situation at hand, "Others, prepare, see
As soon as the footprints cross the boundary, Linyue lays out the ice formation in advance, and the wind and sand sneak into it to find the opportunity to take action."
The two of them immediately got ready. Jiang Yuanren Ziliu hid behind a pillar and looked down. Both Fengjianwu and Tianzhen had used their skills on the little warriors in front of them, so they had roughly figured out where they were hiding, and only Dongxia was still there.
Not knowing where to hide. Knowing yourself and your enemy, you can fight a hundred battles, so Jiang Yuan let himself go and decided to put out the bait again, taking the risk to see their layout thoroughly at once.
The duel between masters is as motionless as a mountain, but changes rapidly when it moves. The audience in the audience almost fell asleep as they watched the ups and downs on both sides. They thought that it would cause a warning from the competition committee to make some progress, so their attention became distracted.
Those looking at their phones were looking at their phones, and others were chatting. A dozing audience member just stumbled over his eyelids, and while he was rubbing his eyes, shocking applause suddenly sounded in his ears. Each wave became more intense than the last, like rolling thunder.
.The man was startled and hurriedly looked towards the big screen, only to realize that the battle in the hall had reached its climax, and the two bosses behind the scenes had also begun a real battle of wits.
The little warrior's blood volume was only a dangerous 30%. As long as anyone came over with a big move, he could say goodbye to the All-Stars. He squatted in the corner with the iron wall and looked pitifully at the battlefield in the hall, but no one wanted to come and collect him.
The human head had become transparent inexplicably. But this time he could finally be a VVIP audience quietly as he wished, watching the battles of the great masters at a very close distance. He suddenly felt that having such great benefits was enough, even if he died now.