The sword of the pinnacle of the country

Chapter 15 Changes
When the numbers on the big screen gradually jumped from "10" to "0", I took out a sandalwood stick from my waist and stared at the face under the black robe.

Name: Night Soul
Attack: 90-95
Defense: 43-52
Blood volume: 400
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This is a high-attack crispy mage. At level 11, the mage has not learned the displacement skill and does not have a strong survivability. If he can get close to the range of the skill release, it should not be too much. Difficult to deal with.

The dark purple staff moved first, and as the color of the inlaid gem changed, a small fireball flew towards him.

It was a tentative false move, I felt the scorching temperature, and then stood motionless, expressionless.

A number of 62 points appeared on the corner of the clothes, and my total blood volume of 450 points was cut off a small amount, but it was harmless.

"What's the situation?" The crowd outside the arena were stunned, they couldn't even avoid such a fireball.

Night Soul probably didn't expect that I didn't even dodge, so he hesitated for a moment before quickly raising the staff.

This is a skill that the mage just learned at level 10. After chanting on the spot for 1.5 seconds, it releases three hurricanes towards the designated location, causing damage and disrupting the enemy's pace.

1.5 seconds is not a long time. I weighed the speed and approached, and then relied on the ice array to interrupt Gangfeng's chant. It's just a pity that I overestimated my speed, and when I haven't fully reached the release distance of the skill, the three Dao Gangfeng has already passed through the sky.

"-46, -52-, 59."

The blood bar dropped to less than half in an instant, and I hadn't touched the corner of the opponent's clothes yet.

"It's strange. The skill release distance of mages and warlocks should be similar. Why hasn't the ice formation been released for so long? It's impossible that he didn't even activate the skill point system." The president wearing black-rimmed glasses said seriously Talking to himself.

At this moment, I am still shrouded in a feeling of disorder in the wind, unable to move an inch.It took about 3 seconds to feel the direction of the wind, and the body moved accordingly. This was the only way to walk out of the encirclement of the wind, but it was unavoidable to be hit by a scorching fireball.

I frowned. In the early stage of this kind of game, PK with not many skills is really not so smooth. Once the opponent hits a set of combos and lowers the bloodline, the next battle will be quite passive.

I casually released a poison formation, but it didn't have much effect. The opponent was not as disorganized as I imagined, and kept deliberately wandering outside the range of my skills, using the advantage of the length of my hands to consume round after round.Although this is a relatively common style of play among mage players, being able to control the distance to such an extent can be regarded as a bit of skill.

"-87."

With a fireball after I missed a side-slide step, lethal damage popped up, my only health bar was completely emptied, and the screen fell into gray.

"See, this is the gap. Your e-sports club really can't find anyone." The short-haired man under the cloak put away his staff and taunted loudly.

I didn't respond, but secretly recalled the previous details, his running habits, skill prediction, and so on.

For a crispy mage like a mage, the most fearful thing is close quarters. In the years of playing melee professions in "Mythology", the mage who is like a big killer is killed by an assassin swordsman with ordinary equipment. All, because at this time, it is most difficult to release mage skills, and there is no time to chant large-scale damage skills, so they can only rely on the instant cast of Duan cd to survive.

The long-haired girl Jinxi's expression became even more frustrated: "Is it still not possible?"

"The situation of not releasing a few skills is indeed a bit miserable. The damage of the warlock career is still insufficient in the early stage." The president put on his glasses and showed a trace of helplessness on his face.

The second game started soon, and I waited for the number to return to zero, still calmly.

Night Soul couldn't help but let out a flamboyant laugh: "The young man has been beaten like this, why are you still pretending to be aggressive?"

I didn't have the interest to talk to him, I chanted my skills, and as the ground cracked, two terrifying white bones slowly rose up, standing stiffly in front of me.

"What is this?" Almost everyone outside the stadium sighed in unison.

"It seems that I haven't seen anyone strengthen the summoning of the undead." The long-haired girl also looked uncertain.

"Yeah, don't everyone say that this is a weak skill?" The short-haired girl next to her said in agreement, "If you add more points like this, the account will be invalidated?"

"It really is a newcomer."

I popped out the sandalwood stick, rubbed it twice in my hand, and controlled the two white bones to move forward from both sides.

"You don't think that these two monsters with 200 HP can defeat me, do you?"

A fireball shot out and blasted towards the left wing. Seeing that it was about to touch the bone's head, it turned around suddenly, and the hot ball flew out of the left arm.

"Hmph, little trick."

I smiled, did not speak, and manipulated the two white bones to continue to approach. Although the blood volume of the white bones is not much, and they are not very lethal, it is impossible for Night Soul to let them approach.

However, there is no mage with a large AOE at the moment, so how can he avoid the bones from getting close?At the same time, I also started to move towards the indicator circle of skill release. Night Soul also tried to deal with the same routine in the first game, calmly raised the staff and began to chant.

But what he didn't expect was that even the most low-level bone has skills, and his skill is precisely "slam".

"Slam: Swipe forward violently, knock back the target, and interrupt all singing skills."

With the fighting power of the bones, it is true that the soul of the night cannot be injured in a short period of time, but his plan to kill me directly with two bones is also a fantasy.

"Your summon has interrupted the chant of Soul of Night's skill 'Great Wind'."

At the same time, Night Soul also fell into a state of stiffness.This is an opportunity, because of the blessing of the Wind Spirit Stick, my movement speed is not too slow. I can throw the ice formation and cover the soul of the night accurately. The soul, hit by the follow-up control again, is still unable to move.

A poison formation was placed casually, and with the continuous blood loss from the debuff and the slapping of the bones, countless small damages were superimposed, and the blood bar of Night Soul's short life immediately fell linearly.

He turned around, turned the stick in his hand, and "slapped" it on Night Soul's head.

A number 46 with sparkles.

"Your opponent's Night Soul's blood volume is zero, and you have won the game."

A shrill voice suddenly came from outside the arena: "Exhaust, good fight."

"Jinxi, calm down." The short-haired girl rubbed her sore shoulders and said, although she secretly applauded from the bottom of her heart for the stick that hit the short-haired man on the head.

"Hey," the president put his head in his hands, as if he was thinking about something, and said to himself, "Is this okay?"

But I remained silent. The next final match was not as easy to win as I imagined. The reason why I was able to defuse Night Soul's attack so easily was probably because he didn't understand my tactics. A dumb man, barely able to make any resistance.But I know that this mage still has a systematic method of operation. If he is allowed to use it, it is hard to say who will win and who will lose.

This time his eyes were much more serious, and he said coldly: "Don't think that your crooked style of play can defeat me twice."

Continuing to summon bones, this time Soul of the Night pulled back defensively, throwing fireballs from a distance in an attempt to consume my blood.

I have to say that the third-line operation is really labor-intensive. Fireballs that can be easily avoided on weekdays are difficult to respond quickly under such an operating environment.Unknowingly, a white bone was knocked out of more than half of its blood volume.

After thinking about it for a while, after being consumed like this, I am afraid that after the blood volume of the two bones is exhausted, I will fall into a passive situation like the first round, and the chances of winning are slim.It's better to fight a wave and force it directly, but there may be a glimmer of life.

At the moment, I manipulated the white bones to change formation, lined up in a snake shape, and rushed forward against a scorching fireball. With the white bones as a cover, I could approach safely.When the first bone shattered, I naturally entered the distance of my skill release, but I didn't stop singing and continued to move forward.

Soul of the night obviously didn't expect that I would continue to get close. After throwing the skill in a hurry, he immediately pulled back. But unfortunately, I have the bonus of the staff of the wind spirit, and his movement speed cannot be compared with mine.

"This is..." The president's head got big again, what kind of tactic is this warlock's frantic intention to get close to, after watching these two games, he almost wondered if he seemed to be playing the game "Kingdom".

At this moment, Soul of the Night finally began to chant Gang Feng on the spot. Although I couldn't interrupt it, I took this opportunity and leaned almost completely in front of him.When the white bones shattered in the strong wind and turned into ashes, my stick was also thrown out at the same time.

Crit, -57.

Night Soul turned around and tried to find my position, but I was faster, moving in the opposite direction from him, so the fireball missed again.

However, Night Soul still has a skill that has not been released.

Accompanied by a flash of black light, a beam of countless black particles shot out from the top of the dark purple staff. I couldn't dodge it for a while, and touched a trace of it, causing over 100 damage from my left shoulder.If the light beams that spread in all directions are eaten up, they will inevitably be instantly killed.

I shook my legs and began to vertically jump, spin, jump, follow the direction of Night Soul's spin, and then stop every now and then, swing my club, and dodge again.

During this period, Soul of the Night failed to touch the corner of my clothes, but he received the baptism of sticks frequently, and his blood volume slowly decreased unconsciously.

(End of this chapter)