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Chapter 75 The evenly matched gun girls

"Creak, creak, creak..."

Amidst the heartbreaking sound of fracture (God knows why the sound effects team of Honor Game Design thought of designing this), the two bridge decks of the air corridor that were blown up each moved downwards, tilted, tilted, and finally, vertically.

Hanging on the wall.

Those rivets obviously couldn't hang the thirty or forty-meter-long sky corridor. The corridor bridges on both sides hovered in the air for a moment, then fell vertically and crashed onto the orchestra pit on the second floor.

The sound was ten times more ferocious than the previous chandelier falling. After the earth-shattering sound, the orchestra pit suspended in mid-air and the steel beams falling from high altitude were all captured on the big stage...

Mu Yu Chengfeng had already jumped away from the moment the bridge deck broke. After several consecutive shots, she stood on the pillar next to the box, and then stepped onto the big stage from the pillar. Her skillful movements and decisive judgment made people suspicious.

, has she blown up an overpass more than once before?

In another direction, the figure of Modern Era flashed lightly and disappeared into the darkness. When he reappeared, he had jumped out of the box and sprinted forward along the slope of the large staircase on the side of the stage.

Smoke and dust filled the ground. The sound of the orchestra pit hitting the stage floor was not small. Even if the floor stopped vibrating, there were fragments of violins flying in the sky, flutes and piccolos flying in circles, and sheet music fluttering like snowflakes blocking the view.

The two gun players were motionless, looking at each other across the messy stage.

After mutual testing, tactical positioning, two attempts to change the established battlefield, and the map demolition session that everyone loved to see, this group competition finally entered a more "normal" session.

At this time, Dancing Rain's health volume is 98% and mana volume is 65%; in Modern Era, health volume is 100% and mana volume is 81%.

There was a moment of confrontation. The two characters' eyes were firmly locked on each other, one turned to the left, the other to the right, slowly moving around the big stage.

"This game should be played on the big stage, right?"

"It should be... After all, the top of the head has been removed, and the water map in the basement is not suitable for the gun type..."

Pan Lin and Li Yibo were not chatting very passionately. The area of ​​the large stage was wide enough, which was good for gunners and not bad for mechanics. It was a fair battlefield. I don't know, these two took down the map.

Half of the contestants will not move their seats anymore...

In the past, in the narrow air corridor, the mechanic had no way to avoid or retreat. A laser cannon or quantum cannon could knock you out a dozen times; but on the large and spacious stage,

No matter which side, there is enough space to dodge laterally.

As soon as the two commentators chatted, the situation of the battle changed. Dancing Rain and Orange Wind, Modern Era, rushed forward. They were close to within forty bodies. Then, the mechanics rushed forward with all their strength, and the gunners fought and retreated.

!

Brilliant lines of fire spread out layer by layer. Crossbow arrows and mechanical creations stepped forward to meet the artillery fire, shielding the modern era that charged forward.

Mechanical creations, large and small, were flying, running, roaring, and shooting. They were broken and advanced under the indiscriminate bombardment of the gunners, like a small torrent of steel.

The battle after this could be described as evenly matched, or rather lackluster. Instead of the indiscriminate bombardment at the beginning of the match, both sides fought fairly and cautiously.

It’s not that there are no eye-catching operations, but when it comes to being amazing, compared to the battle between Lord Grim and Soul Chaser at the beginning of the arena, it’s nowhere near as impressive;

It's not that there aren't any remarkable tactical performances, but even compared to the previous game, when Dancing Rain blew up the chandelier pit and killed the sword River Wind, people are not very enthusiastic about it.

In the end, in addition to the professional players who were still watching intently and energetically, even Pan Lin and Li Yibo were shouting at a lower tone than before.

In the final analysis, the comprehensive strength of the two players and the comparison of the strength of the two characters...

"Almost."

"Basically on the same level."

"The odds of winning are 50-50."

"The difference is at most 5%."

As if they had a clear understanding of each other, the four master tacticians, one by one, accomplished the task perfectly.

The only flaw is...

No two people clearly disagree.

"Otherwise, gambling would be held on the spot...what a pity..."

This sigh was not echoed by anyone in the front row. Yu Wenzhou, Zhang Xinjie, even Xiao Shiqin, who was a mechanic, and Ye Xiu, who had been working with Su Mucheng for many years, all held an extremely calm and neutral attitude.

——If you're sure, forget it. If you're not sure, you still gamble. Who's stupid?

The golden "GLORY" logo jumped out of the big screen. Su Mucheng opened the competition cabin door and walked back slowly.

On the big screen, the remaining health of Modern Era is 3%.

"Well played."

Yu Wenzhou was the first to applaud. Su Mucheng responded with a small, purely polite smile and turned to Ye Xiu. Who said the fight was good? There was still 3% left to kill the opponent. Resentment...

Ye Xiu smiled helplessly, opened a glass of mineral water, stood up and took a step forward to put it into her hand. His voice was as low as a whisper:

"Alas...it's too difficult to break your record, Alexander..."

Su Mucheng: "..."

She endured it again and again, but finally couldn't help it and burst into laughter.

Not to mention the causes and consequences of this blood exchange record, in terms of record alone, for Mu Yu Chengfeng's two opponents, she knocked out 70% of Jian Hefeng's blood and 97% of Modern Era's blood. The blood exchange ratio was 100:167.

It is really amazing. If you are lucky, you can even try to hit the record of this World Invitational Championship.

It's not surprising to have such a record in the regular season. In the World Invitational Tournament, all the top players from various countries are playing, and the level gap between them is extremely small. One person has to destroy 1 and 2/3 of the opponent's health.

An almost impossible task.

In particular, if he wanted to break Su Mucheng's record, the only chance left for Ye Xiu was the finals.

After coaxing his girl, Ye Xiu clapped his hands and turned to the competition seat behind him. There, four people with four hands were clenching their fists and waving them around, and they were about to start a fight.

After all, there are 14 people in a national team. Except for Yu Wenzhou, who usually only participates in team competitions, and Li Xuan, who is not suitable for singles, there are at least 6 candidates on the list of candidates for the ring battle. Players are selected on the spot according to the situation. Now the opponent only has the third position.

It’s 3% blood, which means...

If you are very lucky (especially unlucky), only two people on your side can seize this opportunity.

Even if there are three people, the last person to appear is destined to only be able to drink the leftover soup.

How can you not break the head and grab it.

If all the conditions weren't inappropriate, I'm afraid those who are waiting to play will be able to compete on the spot for a round.

And now, after four arms waving in the air for a round, they finally reached an agreement:

“The back of the palm of the hand—the palm of the hand!”

"Mine! Mine!"

Fang Rui jumped up impatiently.


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