Chapter One Hundred and Thirty I Can Even Be Blind
The contestants were thinking quickly, and the staff on site were also hurriedly switching between replays. Select the shadow jump perspective, pull the timeline back, five seconds ago, no, it's not enough, go back another five seconds, slow play -
On the screen, the tall stone wall is getting closer and closer. The shadow jump is still running forward, three steps, two steps, one step, and the cold light suddenly appears!
The dagger cut out deftly. A shallow, slightly circular depression immediately appeared on the stone wall. Without stopping, the thief stretched his left hand forward and shot forward.
The light flashed and then disappeared, and the sandstorm trap that was disturbed by the sound of rain at night was already firmly set on the stone wall and disappeared.
"So that's it!"
Fang Rui blurted out. Yes, there has never been any rule in Glory that restricts traps from being placed vertically. The only problem is that the traps do not come with adhesive backing, and they will slide down when attached to the wall...
And now, it was set on the stone wall. Then, the thief deliberately bumped it, just in time for Ye Yushengteng to trigger the trap!
“This idea is so exciting!”
Thieves, assassins, ninjas, except for the warlocks who don't carry sharp blades and have ideas but can't use them, all the eyes of the dark night type are shining brightly.
Traps can be set on the wall, so the ceiling can also be set, and there are all kinds of strange terrains...
How interesting! When we go back to the domestic league, we can try different ways to trick people!
But how to trick people back home is one thing, and the current battle situation is another. The sandstorm trap being triggered only means...
"Huang Shaotian is in big trouble!" Pan Lin said worriedly:
"The blinding time of the sandstorm trap is three seconds at the lowest price, and it is a full six seconds when it reaches the full level! Such a long time? How can Yeyu Shengfan resist the attack?"
Huang Shaotian's reaction speed? It's much faster than Pan Lin's speaking speed. Or is it that all commentators in the world are the same, no matter what changes the eyes see? The previous lines must be finished in one breath. I have to say? Yes
This is how I get slapped in the face...
Pan Lin was still trying to express his concern, but Ye Yushengfan had already leaned back? He pressed his back against the stone wall and drew his sword to fight back!
"..."
John Thrall is really full of admiration and full of complaints. Is admiration for the swordsman's reaction? It really can't be faster or more beautiful: most of the thieves' skills? When attacking from behind, the damage value will be higher, and Ye Yusheng
Leaning against the mountain wall in time would undoubtedly eliminate this possibility.
And I want to complain... In such a critical crisis, that swordsman of the Chinese team is still chattering on the public channel!
The sound of rain in the night is annoying: What are you doing, what are you doing?
Ye Yushengfan: Do you think you can kill me like this? I tell you this is impossible! It’s just blinding? Do you know how many hours a day I practice blind fighting?
Ye Yushengfan: You chose this place even though it was hard to choose! You saved me a lot of energy, you know? I originally had to defend 360 degrees, but now I only have to defend 180 degrees in front of me!
Yeyu Shengfan: It’s much easier for me to defend such a small area! See how I can defeat you: upward pick, block, continuous thrust, draw the sword? Sword rules the world, blade storm? Phantom Invisible Sword, look at the sword.
Look at the sword, look at the sword, look at the sword...
John Thrall: "..." What does see sword mean? Why does he have to repeat it so many times?
Are you complaining in your heart? Your hands are not slow at all. A touch of the keyboard, a tap? The shadow jumps back quickly? It can barely dodge the sword light coming from the face!
"Shadow Leap retreated very timely!" the American commentator exclaimed. "After both rain recovered from the stiffness, he immediately launched an attack! This wave of attacks was very violent, but Shadow Leap dodged it perfectly, and then attacked again! Oops, I didn't succeed...
…”
"--pretty!"
Pan Lin shouted without any psychological shadow at all:
"Yeyu Shengfan uses attack instead of defense. The 180-degree area in front can be said to be very tightly guarded! No, it should be said that not only the 180-degree area in front, but also the top of the head is taken care of. - The upward sword exposed the air.
Stop, the shadow jumps and rushes again, but is blocked again!"
"Obviously Huang Shaotian has considered the possibility of the opponent jumping up and attacking from above." Li Yibo added leisurely: "After all, although the Shadow Clone Technique is still cooling down, the assassin's Air Leap and Speedy Air Stomp can also attack from above.
.——Tsk,”
He suddenly flicked the roof of his mouth with the tip of his tongue:
"With such a tight guard and such a big brain, why do I think he fought against Ye Xiu too many times?"
Pan Lin: "..."→_→
If Ye Xiu hits you, I won’t help you carry it!
He endured this instinctive complaint and replied:
"Ye Yushengfan's defensive circle only includes his feet. Now it depends on whether the American thief can use the Earth Center Decapitation Technique before he comes on stage..."
So, has the opponent used this skill that can reverse the current situation of the battle?
It couldn't be seen from Ye Yushengfan's movements. Maybe Huang Shaotian didn't think of it. Maybe, even if he thought of it, he wouldn't have the energy to develop a defensive circle. However, the two tacticians of the national team had an interesting discussion on this issue.
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"...I don't think so." Yu Wenzhou drew a circle on the tactical board easily. From the beginning of the game, the electronic pen in his hand never stopped: marking a few traps and deleting a few traps;
Mark again, delete again... and quickly draw symbols next to it, a small circle, three vertical lines, a few small dots...
If you fast forward the screen recording of his drawing process, it will be like a complete set of tactics, moves and traps for thieves.
"I also think it's unlikely." Ye Xiu also held a tactical tablet, but he wrote more and drew less. As he wrote, he speculated:
"He is a combat thief, not a trap thief. He has to be on the front line in team battles, so what's the point of diving headfirst into the ground? Even if he chooses, the benefits will not be high if he is exposed now, so it is best to stay in the team
Sai—Eh!”
"Very imaginative..."
The two of them admired in unison. On the big screen, the shadow jumped twice and failed to find a good opportunity, so it stopped rushing. Instead, it stood outside the sword circle with the sound of night rain, holding the dagger tightly, and silently chanted...
Thirteen small dark-black arrows, connected head to tail, were driven towards Ye Yushengfan's body.
Huang Shaotian frowned.
He couldn't see or hear; his health was dropping, and there was an attack coming, but he didn't know what it was, let alone where to block it. In the earphones, apart from the sound of icy rain waving and tearing the air, there was only
His heart beats louder and louder...
What is the opponent doing?
Where will the next attack come from?
Don't panic. Huang Shaotian said to himself. The blood volume did not drop much, and the freezing time was not long. The opponent used only low-level skills at best - the important thing now is that Ye Yu Shengfan can't give up his support no matter what.
The location advantage of Shibi...
The opponent is moving! Attack, shuriken! Knock it away, block another opponent's attack, and the blinding time is left for the last two seconds, one second, it's up!