The hero who crossed the line of fire has a dream

Chapter 724 Wang Yue is defeated, Yang Ke abstains!

"Frontline geniuses are nothing more than that, let's fight, Jiang Zhishui!"

A shout of thunder pushed the entire competition to its peak, and the blood that had begun to boil faintly in their bones made the audience stand up collectively. Looking from a distance, the auditorium was filled with darkness, and there were turbulent heads everywhere.

"Hahahaha!" Jiang Zhishui raised his head and smiled, a little unscrupulously, a little arrogantly.

Lifting the palm, it landed on the table suddenly, and the sound made the noisy auditorium instantly silent, and the boiling blood was splashed with a layer of icy cold water.

"The ants have such a big tone. Even though the Buddha's jumping is terrifying, but it has nothing to do with it, but it has no meaning. How can it be the enemy of Jiang Zhishui!"

A pair of handsome eyes flashed a dazzling light, blurted out a voice like thunder, said: "There are countless schools of sniping, let me show you how powerful I am!"

Go-ahead, a genre of short-cut previews, a genre of clever but insidious sniping.

When you use point-flow sniping, you will generally be stuck in 6 to 8 positions of the enemy, but the enemy will not be able to see you. In this way, killing the enemy will become easy.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

The streamlines of the two grazing shots intersected each other, followed by the sound of a broken body. The transport ship that seemed a little hot just now was quiet and a little cold at the moment.

Wang Yue bit his lips, Jiang Zhishui pursed his lips, after a few breaths, Jiang Zhishui opened his mouth slowly, and said softly: "ko!"

With a plop, Wang Yue's whole body fell heavily to the ground, a gust of wind swirled across the transportation yard, and the corpses against the cold ground turned into dots of starlight all over the sky, dissipating with the wind.

Wang Yue lost!

In the fourth group match, Jiang Zhishui defeated Wang Yue and added another point for Shapolang. The total score was a 2-2 draw!

The audience was silent, but the excitement that had been suppressed for a long time soon exploded, shaking the sky.

"Damn! A genius is a genius, there is no one who will never be defeated, Jiang Zhishui, you are a fortress!"

"What's the name of that sniper genre? The sniper genre is a little bit too cool, this genre is so cool!"

"Jiang Zhishui, I love you, you are the pride of our Royal University!"

The bursts of words burst out of the auditorium, like the continuous sound of iron riding on the ground, surging and galloping.

Xue Feifei put her sharp chin in her two small hands, and said with joy on her face: "Wow, my idol won!"

Xiao Yu, who blindly admired Jiang Zhishui, said with admiration: "Hehe, Jiang Zhishui is indeed better!"

"I don't know the name of the sniper style that Wang Yue used before. It looks quite powerful, but it doesn't matter anymore. Wang Yue has already lost!"

Ice pursed his slightly pale lips due to shock, looked at the unchangeable result in front of him, recalled the gamble, and murmured: "This should be the first time Teacher Murong lost."

The skin of both arms contracted intermittently, the bones hidden under the muscles were looming, and the veins burst out little by little, as if they were about to break through the flesh and rush out of the body.

With a dark blue face and empty eyes, Wang Yue seemed to have his soul drawn out, like a pile of rotten meat, sitting there motionless.

He lost, he worked so hard to get out of the intramural competition, and then the intramural competition, and then moved to the Royal Family University, fought bloody battles, and won the qualification for the challenge, but the final result was a failure.

He lost to Jiang Zhishui again, although he was not as embarrassed as last time, but the result was the same.

Wang Yue glanced at the auditorium where the crowd was rioting, and his eyes were pierced hot. Even though the glass house has sound insulation effect, the pervasive sound still penetrated in, making his ears hurt like a knife.

Although Wang Yue didn't understand the meaning of Buddha's sniper attack, just mastering the sniper form can more than double his strength, but in the end he was defeated by Jiang Zhishui without any resistance.

Because he didn't comprehend the meaning of sniping, the Buddha jumping sniper couldn't change as he wanted. There were only a few fixed forms of attack.

The beating frequency of the heart slowed down little by little, more and more breath was exhaled, and less and less air was inhaled.

There were waves of dizziness in my mind, and my eyes were a little dark, and my body was precarious, as if I was about to fall off the computer chair at any time.

"Trash!" Jiang Zhishui smiled lightly, and said, "What about your wild words, your blah, and your debt collection? Aren't you going to beat me, come on!"

The words were like knives, gouging out Wang Yue's heart fiercely, a heart full of holes and blood.

Zhang Kuai's cheeks were dark, a little angry, and he said, "What are you proud of? It's a 2-2 tie. As long as we win the last game, our sabers will still be victorious!"

Jiang Zhishui didn't get angry, but instead clapped his hands towards Zhang's snapshot, expressing his strong approval in his manner, and praised: "You will never die until you reach the Yellow River, classmate, I very much support your mentality!"

The thin man cast a cold glance at Jiang Zhishui, and immediately turned to Yang Ke, who appeared in the fifth group and was also the last hope of the saber, and said, "Yang Ke, it's up to you!"

The content of the fifth group of competitions is the green battlefield, a combination of knife fighting and football. Yang Ke's love and proficiency in this map exceeds that of any other map.

If the opponent is another Shapolang member, maybe Yang Ke's chance of winning is not high, but his opponent is Seven Kills.

Even though Seven Kills is known as a small sniper god in the Royal Family University, his sword fighting skills are mediocre.

Occupying the right time and place, Yang Ke has a winning rate of [-]% against Seven Kills who have none of the three winning factors.

As long as Yang Ke defeats the seven kills, the third game will end 3-2, and Saber will still win the championship trophy. The only regret is that Wang Yue lost to Jiang Zhishui.

Zhang Kuai patted Yang Ke's left shoulder and said, "Yang Ke, the honor and disgrace of the saber are all on you, come on!"

The thin man patted Yang Ke's right shoulder and said, "Yang Ke, this is your best map, teach them a lesson!"

"Yang Ke, you can do it." The talented scholar who has always spoken little also encouraged Yang Ke. According to his estimation, Yang Ke has a great chance to help Saber win the championship trophy.

"Come on!" Wang Yue spit out the words neither sad nor happy, without the slightest accent.

No matter how much area he's carrying, no matter how much pain he's suffering, his brother comes out and he has to give encouragement.

After speaking, Wang Yue fell into a state of suspended animation again, as if the words just now were not Wang Yue's words, but the instinctive trend of his body, which caused him to blurt out.

The fifth group, the decisive round, Yang Ke vs Seven Kills, green battlefield, start!

Yang Ke suddenly said: "I abstain!"

(End of this chapter)