I can see the finals

Chapter 401 What is melee talent (3)

"Wu Zhan should be the only one who uses a knife." Atlantis said in a low voice.

Ding Wen pushed Bai Mu: "Has he always been like this?"

Bai Mu frowned, as if thinking about something.

In fact, through the sound, the three people in the cabinet can probably guess the cause of the abnormal noise.

The jingling, jingling, was not the sound of weapons touching, it could only be that Wu Zhan's knives had all missed, and if they missed the cut, what else could there be.

What he wondered was whether Fang Luoqing had punched a hole, and why Wu Zhan chopped all the way downwards instead of 'not touching the wall' as in the normal situation.

He couldn't figure it out.

Ding Wen couldn't figure it out either.

After all, no one would have thought that Fang Luoqing would roll on the ground.

In the hall, all the audience stared at the screen in a daze, and were also dumbfounded.Even Biche and Qingyu, who were in charge of the commentary, didn't know what to say. They couldn't say passionately, 'Oh my god, Fang's roll is really good', 'This roll's demeanor is amazing' and so on.

Fang Luoqing is worthy of being Fang Luoqing, she can always bring unexpected 'surprises' to everyone.

And the other person who can bring 'surprise' is expressionless at this time, looking at the darkness in front of him very silently, not knowing what is going on in his heart.

"Little Fang nb." Bai Mu was amazed, but couldn't find a reason to explain Wu Zhan's abnormal behavior. It could only be attributed to Fang Luoqing being too strong.

After marveling, he silently said in his heart: "It's a pity, she didn't come at that time."

Bai Mu didn't forget the invitation he sent to Fang Luoqing at that time, but facing the sky-high contract, the latter was not interested at all, which is really a pity.

"21, 22." Atlantis was very annoying, and he was still counting, remembering Wu Zhan's miss times: "23, 24..."

"Can you stop counting." Bai Mu said helplessly: "Is it interesting, just listen to the information later."

But his words are useless, Atlantis counted with great interest and couldn't stop: "Fuck! There are still people who can escape Wu Zhan's more than 20 knives, awesome!"

This was the first time that Fang Luoqing and Wu Zhan had fought head-to-head. Although people thought that the former was equally powerful, they hadn't reached Wu Zhan's level, but now it seems that they were all wrong.

Looking around the seventh district, there is really no one who can escape Wu Zhan's more than 20 knives and still not hang up.Of course, it doesn't mean that Wu Zhan is invincible, but with so many knives, either the opponent dies or Wu Zhan dies. In short, one person must die. After all, everyone is a professional player. Although there is a gap in strength, there is no People dare to say that they can win 100%.

In this game, if you are strong, you must lose to the opponent. Otherwise, why divide so many professions, just compare the strength directly.

But now that more than 20 knives have been chopped down, Wu Zhan and Fang Luoqing are not dead, which is very unexpected.

"I want to go out and take a look." Atlantis couldn't hold back.

Bai Mu hesitated for a moment, then said: "I think so too."

None of them wanted to miss this rare scene, but Ding Wen was still silent.

"What's so beautiful about it."

He thought to himself that he didn't have much interest.

But since it is an alliance, even if it is an alliance with little trust, Ding Wen can't say anything, so he weakly followed: "Then go out."

He really wanted all three of them to stay in the closet, and no one to go out, because he had his own plans.But this is actually nothing, no matter whether it is him or Baimu Shuiren, no one has a little calculation in mind.

Originally, Ding Wen had no intention of eating chicken, but after a series of small accidents, he saw the hope of eating chicken.

Now he only hopes that Bai Mu and Atlantis will not die and live well until the end.

"Just watching a one-on-one fight, no one should die..."

While thinking, Ding Wen followed behind them, and quietly approached the door after getting out of the closet.

when!
when!
The number of Wu Zhan's misses is still increasing. Ding Wen swears that the bang bangs he heard after twenty games are definitely not as many as today.

It has to be said that Wu Zhan is really a single-minded player. After cutting so many knives, he didn't feel tired, and he didn't change his method. He really went all the way.

Ding Wen admired his perseverance. When they came to the door, the three of them glanced at each other, and finally Bai Mu and Ding Wen locked their eyes on Atlantis.

"Hehe, I will drive as I please." Atlantis shrugged pretending to be indifferent, and then carefully pushed open a crack in the door.

"who is it?"

Although his movements were slight and there was almost no sound, Wu Zhan still noticed it.

It can also be said to have seen it.

When Atlantis pushed the door, he happened to be facing the door, so naturally he saw his actions immediately.

With these two words, Fang Luoqing finally found a chance to stand up. After rolling back and forth, she didn't feel dizzy at all. A carp jumped up from the ground, and picked up the iron rod full of energy. Full of momentum, he swung towards Wu Zhan.

Wu Zhan cursed secretly. Although he was worried that they would intervene in a sneak attack, he couldn't care less about it at this moment, and raised his Mo Dao to fight Fang Luoqing.

The two of them no longer had the advantages and disadvantages of their positions before, and everyone was fair about their advantages and disadvantages. When they fought this time, the lights of knives flashed and shadows of clubs flew in the corridor.

At the beginning, Fang Luoqing's attack method was still the previous straight smash, but after a few moves, she suddenly changed a little bit, with a horizontal attack, and then changed to another method.

She seemed to be gradually adapting to her new weapon, slowly exploring and learning by herself from the battle, becoming more and more proficient at mastering it.

The two people in front were still fighting back and forth, and Wu Zhan had the upper hand, but in the back, he suddenly felt more and more strenuous.

After Fang Luoqing dodged or blocked his Mo Dao, more and more new tricks were added. Her small body waved the huge iron rod, dancing wildly in the narrow aisle, from a small downwind to Evenly matched, and then to the final suppression, there is really a sense of resemblance to an extremely eminent monk using an iron rod.

"Md, monster!"

Wu Zhan was so frightened that he tried his best to dodge the new and strange moves again and again, and his head was a little dizzy.

"This is adapting me to a new weapon, shit!"

No one is more suitable for sparring than Wu Zhan. Of course, few can reach the level of Wu Zhan's sparring. The first few knives may be gone.

But he really has nothing to do with Fang Luoqing, the Mo Dao is still too slow after all, and the Tie Chu is not that kind of dexterous small weapon, so he has no obvious advantage in any place.

"Damn it, if only I had a dagger..."

Wu Zhan thought bitterly, and reluctantly received another pestle, but Fang Luoqing added a foot to the pestle, and kicked him in the left knee with a synchronized movement.
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The blood value of 1 floated up. After fighting for so long, Wu Zhan's few blood points of 4 points were finally deducted by one drop.

Now that everything has started, Wu Zhan blocked a few more sticks, and got kicked by Fang Luoqing again in the same position.

"The iron pestle can also add legs, how did you do it!!!"

Although Wu Zhan didn't get hit by the iron rod once, Fang Luoqing's fighting style really gave him a headache and discomfort. One point of blood doesn't seem like much, but the addition of a little bit is also very scary. He only had four drops Blood, and it's over with two feet.

(End of this chapter)