The hero who crossed the line of fire has a dream

Chapter 743 A distant legend!

Jiang Zhishui glanced at the results of the third round draw, couldn't help laughing, shrugged his helpless shoulders, and said, "It's really an interesting assignment!"

Jiang Zhishui smiled slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up in such a way that countless girls were obsessed with it, the goddess of luck was indeed on his side.

In the third round, there was almost no need to continue the competition. Of course, if a few clowns didn't open their eyes, he would give them a chance to perform, a chance to embarrass themselves.

The scholar pushed the nose pads of the glasses on the bridge of the nose with his middle finger, and said lightly, "Let's get started."

Po Jun nodded solemnly, and said in straightforward words: "I lost last time, this time I want to win."

Group 1, Xiucai vs Pojun, team competition in abandoned warehouse, kill 40 enemies, start!

The map is full of immovable goods and wooden boxes, and the intricate arrangement does not give people a sense of mess. The smell of lifelessness fills the entire map.

The last time Pojun was defeated by a scholar, he tried everything possible to collect information about the scholar, but not only did he not get any useful information, but he was also scolded by Jiang Zhishui not to worry about what he shouldn't.

He stopped investigating the identity of the scholar, but he became more and more curious about the real identity of the scholar. Within three weeks, he practiced his spear skills without sleep and rest, in order to fight against the scholar at the peak.

He has been in the Internet cafes in the northern district for many years. Although he respects Jiang Zhishui, it doesn't mean that Jiang Zhishui is the god in his heart.

There are two high gods in his heart, both of them have achieved astonishing achievements in the Huacheng Fire Coil, one is the famous Da Shaojiang Xuanye in Huacheng, and the other is the talent of heaven, but it is a pity that they have disappeared for many years without a trace .

Compared with the two, Po Jun prefers the latter. The latter has left a legendary record in Royal University that has never been broken. The reason why he joined Jiang Zhishui's lineup has an inextricable connection with this point.

Whenever Po Jun thinks of the latter's impressive results in the Huacheng Fireline Competition, he feels both admiration and powerlessness in his heart.

It is estimated that he will not even be able to achieve that kind of state in his entire life, but it is a pity that the sky is jealous of talents, and every dazzling game ends in regret.

Po Jun shook his head slightly, put all the messy thoughts in his mind out of his mind, and started the game seriously.

"Head-shot!" seems to be a practice that has not changed for a hundred years. The first to kill the enemy is always steadily won by the scholar.

The moment he was killed, Po Jun suddenly lost his mind. He even wondered if Xiucai was aiming. He just dragged the mouse to position at will. That kind of speed is simply beyond the reach of normal people.

With only one life, Xiucai reaped more than ten heads from the Pojun army, which shocked the audience with stunned faces.

When they meet Xiucai contestants for the first time, they will be overwhelmed by Xiucai's gorgeous shooting skills.

Seeing the scholar contestants many times, inexplicable fear surged in their hearts. They seemed to be unable to see through the scholar, and his abilities seemed to be endless.

"Head-shot!" With a headshot shout, the words that Xiucai was killed appeared on the upper right corner of the screen.

Everyone blinked their stiff eyes, and unconsciously showed admiration in their wooden eyes, and their shocked expressions were even more expressive. They were not surprised that the scholar was killed, but were surprised by Po Jun's method of killing the enemy.

"Why is this move so familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere before..."

"Oh my god, how could Po Jun do this move? This is one of the three unique skills of that person."

"Hey, I don't know how many days I haven't seen an amazing skill, and I don't know where that person appeared!"

A memory that has faded with the changes of time, but because of the skill that Po Jun just performed, like an iron hook piercing through flesh and blood, abruptly hooked out a memory that has faded but was once discarded.

That man is known as a genius who has not appeared in the Royal Family University for a century. He left a record in the Royal Family University that has not been broken so far. He left an earth-shattering immortal legend in the Huacheng Cup Fireline League.

They thought that when that person disappeared, the three unique skills that had stunned the entire Huacheng Fire Coil also disappeared. Unexpectedly, after a few years, they saw the three unique skills that were once regarded as the undefeated unique skills again.

Huaduo rubbed his eyes violently, with a look of disbelief on his face, he said in a daze, "Pojun used one of the three special skills, but this special skill is really a long time ago. I remember that at that time, I hadn't Contact crossing the line of fire, that person will dominate the field of fire line of Huacheng with three unique skills."

Instinctively, Xue Feifei nodded her chin affirmatively, with a lingering admiration in her eyes, and said: "At that time, I was so obsessed with him, it was because of him that I stepped into the field of crossing the line of fire."

Xiaoyu, who has always worshiped Jiang Zhishui blindly, couldn't help but look away from Jiang Zhishui at this moment, rummaged through that long memory in his mind, and said: "There are more and more talented people coming out of Jiangshan from generation to generation. The prodigy who appeared in Crossing the Line of Fire received it, but the brilliance created by that person at the beginning seems to have been broken by no one so far, right?"

Ice obviously knew the man's name and legendary deeds well. He sighed and said, "If he hadn't disappeared suddenly, maybe all the aura Jiang Xuanye possessed would have belonged to him. It's a pity..."

Guaibao directly made the judgment of the match based on the situation in front of him: "One of the three unique skills performed by Po Jun, although he only comprehended a layer of insignificant fur, he was far behind that person by more than a thousand miles, but the power was also impressive. People cannot be ignored, and talents have no hope of winning!"

Regarding this point, the girls did not refute, and even Ice nodded slightly, obviously agreeing with Guaibao's view that a scholar must lose.

The only game that Saber has a chance to win is the group 1 scholar. Unexpectedly, the scholar will encounter Po Jun who has comprehended one of the three stunts. This means that Saber will lose today's peak match [-]-[-].

Saber broke out from many college teams with the momentum of a dark horse. The more they fought, the more courageous they became, and they were blocked by five people. Who would have expected that they would lose the final game with the most humiliating [-]-[-] record.

Every time I think of this, the auditorium can't help but let out a sigh of regret. Destiny has held the sword up to the altar, and now it is going to drag it down fiercely.

All eyes were focused on the broadcast screen and the figures in the glass house. If an outsider who did not know how to cross the line of fire glanced at the auditorium, he would find that there was a girl in the auditorium who was particularly eye-catching. People are totally different.

The pupils of the others all had the look of unlucky scholars and unlucky sabers, while the pupils of the girl were dotted with starlight.

The girl was none other than Ah Mo, and she glanced at the memory and admiration caused by one of the three unique skills used by Po Jun.

She couldn't help squinting and smiling, and her heart was full of pride. Although it was a few years later, the legend created by her brother-in-law was obviously deeply imprinted in everyone's mind, and no one had really forgotten it.

She was thinking, will the identity of a scholar be exposed today?

(End of this chapter)