And Huang Shaotian's trash talk attack, long before the ice rain, fell on the Japanese team like a downpour.
"Draw the sword! Three-stage slash! Phantom invisible sword! Look at the sword, look at the sword, look at the sword, look at the sword! Hey to the rest of the Japanese team, where have you been? If you don't come out, your gunner will be hacked to death by me, gun!"
If the artillery master lets this sword master get close, he won’t be able to use a single skill, okay! Mountain Collapse Strike! Continuous Stab! Silver Light Falling Blade! Blade Storm! Slash, slash, slash, slash…”
Dense messages filled the public screens.
The moment they met the enemy in front, the Japanese team began to move faster. However, before arriving at the battlefield, in addition to the information given in the team channel, the only source of intelligence they had was the jumping and falling gunners in the team list.
blood volume.
"What nonsense is this guy talking about?!"
The chaplain of the Japanese team was so unbearable. While Ye Yushengannian was reporting skills, he was counting his health in his mind. No matter what he calculated, nothing was right - according to the skills he said, if he used all the skills, Feng Linhuoshuo would be
His blood volume must be reduced by half!
Now it’s not even 10%!
His question - or rather an angry rebuke - did not receive any response from the Gunner. The Gunner's melee combat ability was already at the bottom among the Glory 24 professions, let alone being beaten by the Sword Master? At this moment, the Japanese team
It is too late for the gunner to devote all his attention to the operation, and there is no time to respond to his teammates.
Feng Linshan's heavy cannon was on his shoulders, and he was retreating step by step, struggling to dodge Ye Yusheng's attack. He leaned against the big tree, circled, rolled, flew the cannon, and jumped, trying his best, but the ice blue sword
The light follows him like a shadow, and every stab and pick points to the point where he suffers the most.
Huang Shaotian's subordinates were working non-stop, and the names of skills reported on the public channel were also non-stop. Except for the Japanese team's gunner Feng Linshanshan who was extremely busy, the other four players, even though they were all running at full speed, could not help but glance at each other.
At the end of the day, they all typed out a string of words on the public channel:
"..."
What on earth is this guy doing! If you report skills, just report skills. He even reported the skills of mad swordsman, combat method and boxer!
Can I still type well? No, I can operate it well!
"The Japanese are really ignorant and fearless." Pan Lin looked at the row of spectacular ellipsis on the public channel and struggled to hold back his laughter: "I actually started chatting with Huang Shaotian - such a warrior has not been seen in China for many years."
"More than that, look at those ellipses..." Li Yibo shook his head and sighed: "They must have also counted the skills reported by Huang Shaotian. Can you believe Huang Shaotian's trash talk?!"
"Huang Shaotian must be very happy to have so many people chatting with him..."
The sword master, who was concentrating on the battle, said he didn't.
Trash talking is his way of fighting, but it has never been his entertainment tool. Besides, the skill of the gunner in front of him is not inferior to that of Su Mucheng, and it is not like he has not been tricked by that woman when he fought against Su Mucheng.
There is no room for any distraction in this battle.
Besides...
Huang Shaotian glanced at the public channel.
Four rows of ellipses.
In addition, the gunnery division in front of him was being violently attacked by him.
There are a total of six people in the Japanese team present, which means that there is still one ninja who has not spoken.
That's the captain of the Japanese team.
The top player of the Japanese team.
Ninja, a melee profession, moves quickly and quietly, and is very suitable for pathfinding and ambush.
Where are you?
Are you close?
What kind of opportunity do you want before you are willing to come out?
Huang Shaotian was secretly vigilant, and the operations on his hands were getting faster and faster. Ye Yusheng's sword was as tight as a sword, and he kept taking half a step, circling Feng Linshan and Feng Linshan. Feng Linshan was finally forced to a point by him.
Standing next to a big tree, he was about to lean against the trunk of the tree and hold on for dear life. Bingyu slashed at him with his sword, and he was instantly thrown into the air again.
Such a majestic attack would have won a round of applause in normal times. But at this moment, there was an oppressive silence in the audience behind the Chinese team.
The small square in the lower left corner of the screen marks the positions of the twelve characters on both sides. Among them, the ninja of the Japanese team, the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven, is very close to Ye Yushengfan - maybe too close. Representative
The blue light spots of the ninja and the red and blue light spots representing Ye Yushengfan and Feng Linshan were almost touching each other.
Even Pan Lin couldn't help but feel worried when he saw this:
"Huang Shaotian's attack was a bit too focused..."
"That's not the case." After all, Li Yibo is a former professional player, and he still sees more things than Pan Lin. Although for the convenience of the audience to watch the game, the director provided a God's perspective camera, but he kept staring at the sound of rain in the night.
From a different perspective, Li Yibo saw some different pictures.
look up.
Lower your head.
Turn left and right.
Every step around Fenglin Shanshan, Ye Yushengfan's perspective will vibrate slightly - looking up, down, to the left and right, and scanning very quickly. This kind of change of perspective is very special for the purpose.
The Japanese gunners who were beaten all over the place seemed to be a bit extravagant.
"Huang Shaotian may be on guard..."
"Beware of what?"
Li Yibo didn't answer. Ye Yushengfan's perspective jitter was too slight. It could be said that he was on guard, or it could be a normal perspective change. The important thing was that he really didn't dare to speak about the thoughts of these top players now.
Just a random guess.
"The gunnery division has been under attack for such a long time, and other characters from the Japanese team will arrive at any time. This should be what Huang Shaotian is guarding against. Ye Yusheng is so annoyed that he is currently using low-level skills instead of directly using his ultimate move.
Most likely, they are guarding against being exploited by the opponent..."
Even for a sword master, the combos of low-level skills will eventually come to an end. As he spoke, Feng Linhuoshan had successfully landed on the ground. Before he could stand still, a cannon shot flew straight out against Ye Yushengfan's chest. Ye Yu
Shengfan's wrist flicked and he immediately retracted his strength. Bingyu's sword tip drew a subtle arc, and the fierce thrust instantly turned into a horizontal slash, splitting the oncoming cannonball.
The cannonball exploded and flames flew everywhere. Huang Shaotian didn't care about the damage. What he needed to strive for was still the opportunity to rush forward and attack personally. However, the explosion still caused a slight moment of stiffness, and almost at the same time, a plume of dust flew out.
The figure burst out of the ground, and the sword light spread out, directly wiping the neck of the night rain!
The decapitation technique in the center of the earth!
It turned out that the ninjas of the Japanese team had been lurking underground for a long time, waiting for this opportunity to make a sneak attack!