The pitiful American commentator had just finished praising his own boxing master, but his heart was lifted into the throat by the magician again. This scream was sixteen degrees high, maybe not an octave high, and it definitely broke his voice!
The body of steel has fallen on the Goblin. The Goblin, who was frozen into an ice sculpture, made a creaking sound from under his feet and fell backwards. One centimeter, two centimeters, three centimeters, four centimeters and five centimeters - and then one centimeter.
Bit by bit, the body of the Man of Steel is about to touch the ice line!
However, whew——
In the center of the Goblin's back, Firebolt clenched the broom with both hands. His whole body flew in a straight line behind the broom, and he thrust forward with all his strength!
Using the power of a broom, the weight and acceleration of a human body, the thin female magician resisted the man of steel at the last moment across the goblin that had frozen into an ice sculpture.
Just a little difference in thickness, the chest of the goblin, the lowest and most basic summoner skill, prevented the two characters, the steel body on the chest and the firebolt on the back, from being touched.
Ice line!
The 102nd use of this goblin made the Chinese players dumbfounded. Wang Jiexi had no time to be dumb: one attack missed, and another one would happen. The ice line's expiration date was about to expire, so hurry up and continue attacking!
Wang Buliuxing turned over in the air, waved the broom, and struck hard again. However, the down-to-earth boxer had already slowed down, turned around, lowered his shoulders, bent his elbows and turned his wrists, put his right foot on the ground, and used his waist as an axis to swing his right fist heavily.
out!
Keng!
The fist gloves and the broom collided. The black gold-decorated fist gloves and the star-studded broom each paused for a moment and bounced back, sparks flying in the process. And Wang Buliuxing's posture was also awkward to the naked eye.
After a moment, it was obvious that he was temporarily stiffened.
At this moment, the boxer with steel and iron bones once again regained the upper hand.
Who to hit first?
Fight the devil or the priest?
The boxer's perspective is spinning. Where's the priest...where's the priest? He was dragged all over the floor by me just now. Where's such a big priest?
The round dance stick was grabbed and thrown out, Ying Tiao dodged, and the magician pursued, the Chinese team's chaplain had already recovered from the stiffness, rolled and crawled, and rushed out of seven bodies. All that was left for him was a robe.
The back with flying horns.
He was running so fast, maybe he also used a charge? No matter, the distance is already a bit far, it is not economical to rush over and chase him. The priest is too good at running... Flat ground, half a person deep pool
, there are still a bunch of range attacks on the ground, he can delay it for so long!
Then, let’s fight the devil!
The man of steel punched heavily. In his ears, the familiar sound of wind sounded again.
Broom Tornado! Across the ice line, which was about to disappear in a second, the Firebolt had already launched the Broom Tornado. A large-scale, inverted funnel-shaped tornado, with the red broom as the center, covered the sky and swept across the ground.
Come down!
Then—set up the fire!
The man of steel punched forward. In an instant, the offense and defense were reversed. Wang Buliuxing was surrounded by a heavy siege. He punched hard on the right and a magic whirlwind on the left, attacking from both sides!
"Wang Jiexi is in a bit of trouble..."
Chinese players were talking a lot.
Everyone can see Wang Buliuxing's situation: two attackers, two powerful attackers, one of whom is still in the hegemonic state, attacking separately and jointly attacking.
Even if one of them is the magician Wang Jiexi is most familiar with, and the other is a boxer who can only stand on the ground, Wang Jiexi's situation will not be much safer.
"Retreat?"
Gao Yingjie was the most worried one. He was breathing rapidly and restless. He wanted to rush into the light and shadow of the holographic projection and use his body to help Wang Buliuxing block the attack. At the moment when he was extremely anxious, he heard someone whispering behind him:
Retreat?
There was a wave of exclamations on the field. Gao Yingjie couldn't hear who was speaking behind him, and he had no time to turn around and refute. He just gently but firmly shook his head to himself.
The captain will not retreat.
If possible, it would be best to retreat. Gao Yingjie thought. No one wants to go head-to-head with a boxer who uses steel and iron bones, and no one wants to stand up to the attacks of two opponents. But the priest is in front and needs protection.
The target is right in front. Once the boxers and magicians are freed, the consequences will be disastrous——
Captain, I won’t retreat!
The extinct stardust danced into a whirlwind. The silver light was brilliant, and it collided with the opponent, collided again, and collided again. Wang Buliuxing was a legal profession, and his resistance to stiffness was not strong. However, he was coerced by the broomstick whirlwind.
Rolling and bumping, blood splattered under the heavy blows of the boxer, but still, time and time again, he tried hard to swing the broom!
Bang, bang, bang!
Wang Buliuxing's health volume is 15%, Steel Body's health volume is only 10%, and Firebolt's health volume is less than 7%;
Wang Buliuxing's HP is 12%, Steel Body's HP is 9%, and Firebolt is 6%;
Wang Buliuxing’s HP is 8%, Steel Body’s HP is 8%, Firebolt is 5%——
"Add more blood!"
Gao Yingjie blurted out. Increase the blood quickly. Wang Buliuxing is already red. He can't hold on for long when faced with the attack of two people - increase the blood quickly! Lieutenant Zhang, please free up your hands and give me some blood.
Captain, add blood!
A ray of white light finally fell. 9%, Gao Yingjie breathed a sigh of relief. It was finally here. A little bit is good, even 1% is good - when experts compete, 1% of blood volume can sometimes mean a life.
One more point, the American magician is about to die, he needs to give him another blood!
Another white light!
Gao Yingjie was so happy that he almost jumped up: Even though this white light is thinner than the last time, and only 0.5% of the blood is added, it doesn't matter! This is a recovery spell, which restores life every 3 seconds. You only need to hold on for three more seconds.
Add another mouthful of blood!
Captain, hold on!
Wang Buliuxing 7.5%, Man of Steel 7%, Firebolt 4%;
Wang Buliuxing 5%, Man of Steel 6.5%, Firebolt 3%;
Wang Buliuxing has 3%, the second jump of recovery skill is here, beautiful! Man of Steel 6%, Firebolt 2%!
Come on, come on! Come on, Captain, kill one first! Shi Bu Zhuan is about to retreat to One Autumn Leaf, kill another one, and he will be able to run away in no time! Kill that Firebolt, the boxer won't be able to catch up with you! Come on, Captain!
Two magicians were fighting in the air.
Chase, collide, flip.
The broom intercepts the broom, and the skills collide with the skills.
Normal attacks, star rays, star bends, shadow cloaks, dragon teeth and circular dance sticks... Various attacks of this profession and the same profession are intertwined.
The two magicians, at this moment, were displaying all their strength without reservation.
Miss Lily was focused on attacking with all her strength. While Wang Jiexi was fighting, he also had to pay attention to the boxing master next to him. Even so, Wang Buliuxing's attacks were only a little less than the combined attacks of the two opponents.
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——Wang Buliuxing 0.5%, Man of Steel 5%, Firebolt 1%!