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Chapter 60: Rising Flame Rising Dragon (Night Dream Bing Wan 3)

"Over-done."

When Fang Rui came down, he had a smile on his lips and a relieved look on his face. Everyone understood why he was so proud: in this battle, he killed two characters before and after him, with a total of 130% of their health.

Especially at the end, when the ammunition depot was used to explode and pit the Swedish team’s boxer——

Fang Rui asked himself, he has played well enough.

Tsk tsk, if you want to talk about cheating people, it's better to use system settings to cheat people and cut off the blood volume to feel happy.

Huang Shaotian stood up to greet him. Lan Yu's Sword Master walked out of his seat and looked around distractedly, responding hurriedly to the whistles and jokes in front of him and behind him:

"Come on, Mr. Huang!"

"Young Master Huang is awesome!"

"Master Huang, don't let the mast get smashed!"

"Go go go go!"

Huang Shaotian suddenly turned around.

The sword master raised his hands, as if he wanted to point his middle fingers at Zhang Jiale, who was the last one to yell, but at the last moment he changed his middle fingers to his little fingers - it was actually okay for the team members to fight among themselves, they were so familiar with each other, no one would take it seriously.

I care. But there are cameras watching from the sidelines. If you don't do it right, you will be caught.

The management of players' words and deeds in the World Invitational Tournament is only stricter than in China. Indecent behavior is punishable by fines, which is a trivial matter. If you are given a yellow card or red card, it will be a big trouble.

No wonder everyone is relaxed. The Chinese team has already established a 50% health advantage. As long as Huang Shaotian plays steadily and doesn't make any stupid mistakes, ahem, such as being hit by a mast and losing half of his health, he can win this game in the palm of his hand.

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In other words, the Chinese team's victory in the arena competition can almost be regarded as a foregone conclusion.

And more importantly -

More importantly, news came from the other side of the field that the Japanese team had won the arena competition!

When the Chinese team's group stage competition is over, the total score of the group stage will be that Sweden ranks first with 19 points, China ranks second with 13 points, and Germany ranks third with 12 points!

Just win this one.

Just win the team competition again.

Even if the German team also wins the team competition, the final score will still be fixed at 18 points for the Chinese team and 17 points for the German team. The Chinese team can still ensure qualifying as second in the group.

Such a situation is naturally worthy of a little relaxation and cheering for the Chinese team players who took a step back from the cliff.

Huang Shaotian looked at each of his teammates.

Zhou Zekai's brows relaxed slightly, Sun Xiang's eyes were intense, Li Xuan stretched out his arms and legs as if to occupy the territory he had vacated after he stood up, Zhang Jiale was joking with him just now - Ye Xiu was still smiling in the calmness

I mean, and Wang Jiexi...

Huang Shaotian's heart sank.

Something was wrong with Wang Jiexi. Huang Shaotian couldn't tell what was wrong with him. His face, eyes, arms folded across his chest, and slightly pursed lips. Everything was obviously no different from normal, but... it just wasn't right.

However, as he was about to play, he had no time to get to the bottom of it.

Huang Shaotian glanced at Yu Wenzhou inquiringly, raised his gaze slightly, slid it in Wang Jiexi's direction, and quickly retracted it. Looking at him again, Yu Wenzhou looked directly at him and raised his eyebrows slightly, nodding slightly.

The captain of Lan Yu stopped spinning his pen and lowered his eyes slightly. Where his eyes fell, his right thumb left the penholder and stood upright like a sign of approval.

That's a little trick they've always used.

- Do what you want to do.

Huang Shaotian put aside all distracting thoughts and turned around resolutely. After a moment, the lights of the arena dimmed and the holographic projection came on.

Both characters appear at the refresh point at the same time.

The Wolf of the North was at the bow of the ship, and the sound of night rain was at the stern. It was like the frozen time finally began to flow. The moment the two figures rushed out at the same time, the ship shook violently, and there were continuous vibrations in the ammunition compartment under its feet, and thick black billows.

Smoke billowed out from the cracks in the windows and wooden boards.

At this time, you can see the difference in broadcasts in different countries. The local broadcast in Switzerland concentrated on giving God's perspective, showing how the two characters got closer and closer, the sound of rain in the night rushed to the gangplank on the side of the ship, and the Wolf of the North punched and kicked him back.

, the two were fighting on the deck; and the Chinese domestic director immediately cut the camera to...

Public channel.

There is no way, the director has developed a conditioned reflex to broadcast Huang Shaotian's game.

In the public channel, there were two messages sent by Huang Shaotian. The director waited patiently for 5 seconds, 10 seconds, 15 seconds...

No increase.

Pan Lin couldn't help but clicked his tongue:

"The rhythm of this battle is very tight. Huang Shaotian stopped talking trash."

"Yeah. The exchange of offense and defense between the two sides is very close - it's a bit of a disadvantage to beat the Swedes like this. There is only 50% health left. You can't win with a one-to-one exchange."

"That's true." Pan Lin responded and threw the problem back leisurely:

"Director Li, if this is the case, why did the Swedish boxer choose to fight Huang Shaotian head-on?"

Heisenberg doesn't want to fight head-on. But what if he doesn't fight head-on? With a 50% health gap and similar technical and tactical levels, there's really no way he can save himself without some strange moves!

Although Sweden is destined to qualify, and is destined to qualify as first in the group, he does not want to lose here.

No one wants to lose.

The sound of rain at night disturbed the poop and he ran to the gangplank. If he was allowed to go ashore, he would only end up on the trestle, on the rocks, and in a head-on attack. He had to be stuck on the deck: the smoke in the ammunition depot was shaking violently.

The big ship was the turning point he had been waiting for.

Hold him back.

wait.

Waiting for the moment when the ammunition depot explodes and the ship disintegrates and sinks.

Waiting for the natural power of heaven and earth, perhaps, it can cause unexpected damage to the opponent's swordsman.

How long to wait?

Heisenberg didn't know.

Can you wait for the most violent explosion before the Wolf of the North's health reaches zero?

Heisenberg didn't know either.

No one has tested it beforehand.

In other words, none of the testers in Germany were so imaginative as to deliberately set fire to the ammunition depot, then squat next to it and count seconds by seconds.

But this is the only gamble he can make. The characters of both sides are equally strong, have similar technical and tactical levels, and have a 50% difference in blood volume. Anyway, if you don’t fight, you will lose. If you fight, maybe you can succeed?

The sound of explosions became louder and louder in the exchange of fists, feet and weapons. Suddenly there was a loud earthquake, the ground shook, and with a loud creaking sound, the ship broke into two pieces in full view of everyone!

Ye Yushengfan stabbed out with his sword at this moment. The Wolf of the North clapped his palms and snatched away the chopping hand. The sword light was suddenly withdrawn, and the Wolf of the North immediately changed his moves. The tiger danced wildly and pressed down in the air, sealing Ye Yu.

The path of rising voices.

At this moment, the mast above his head collapsed, explosions occurred one after another under his feet, and the black flames were vomiting like hell. The sound of the night rain made him unable to rush up, so he turned halfway and made a spin in the air, before falling diagonally with a falling phoenix chop.

Chance!

Heisenberg was overjoyed. At this moment, he is asking you to go all the way down, off the deck, into the bilge, and into the ammunition depot!

The Wolf of the North immediately followed up, kicking one after another, perfectly blocking Ye Yushengchan's upward path. The boxer suppressed the swordsman and fell all the way, but unexpectedly, after Yeyushengfan blocked several consecutive swords, he fell again.

It was a falling blade of silver light that deviated from its direction just before it landed.

The Wolf of the North's Eagle Stomp had reached its final kick. The boxer, who was unable to change direction, fell directly into the shock wave circle of the falling silver blade.

What's worse is that the intensity of the shock wave of the falling silver blade is directly related to the height of the character's jump...

This time, Ye Yushengfei took off from the top deck, and the falling phoenix chop connected with the falling silver blade. The shock wave was particularly strong. The Wolf of the North landed a moment later than him, and was suddenly knocked into the air by the shock wave.

, helplessly watched Ye Yunuan escape with the sound of rain, never looking back again.

Broken trees flew across the sky, and flames rose. The blue sword light cut through the flames, and in the world-destroying scene there was a clear roar, and the Dragon Slash soared into the sky.


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