Quick Transmigration Little Ancestor: Blackened male gods should be pampered

Chapter 122 The Champion and You Are Mine (50)

"Then it's settled, come on, you won't be disappointed."

Sang Jian nodded and sat in front of one of the computers first.

Qin An didn't hesitate, walked to the computer opposite her and sat down.

No one thought that Sang Jian would choose Qin An.

Shen Xian was silently unhappy.

When he came here today, he just wanted to fight her, but she didn't even look at him when he was choosing someone.

Jiangnan, on the other hand, jumped up happily.

As long as she doesn't choose Shen Xian, she will be happy whoever chooses Jiangnan!
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The two sat down, turned on the computer, logged into their own game accounts, and added each other as friends.

Qin An opened the room of the Friends Arena.

In this friend arena, winning or losing will not be counted on the character homepage panel.

In other words, even if Sang Jian loses, it will not interrupt her [-]-game winning streak.

Of course, she won't count if she wins.

Qin An's game character is a handsome boy.

Standing with Sang Jian's rough uncle, it's like a father and a son.

When everything was ready, Qin An said, "I'm going."

Then, the manipulating character came towards Sang Jian.

Both of them are sharpshooters, and they have long been proficient in various combo skills.

Almost everyone can guess exactly what skill the opponent will use next.

After a few back and forth, both Sang Jian and Qin An understood that this game cannot be played according to the normal situation.

Both of them can be regarded as the top players in the sharp gun, what other tricks of the sharp gun do you not know?
Knowing all kinds of routines, they naturally know how to solve them.

So if they fight normally, there is nothing they can do.

"I'm going to change the routine, I hope you can catch it."

Qin An reminded again.

In the past few rounds, Qin An has been attacking and Sang Jian has been defending.

Sharpshooter is what it should be, go forward bravely, never back down!
After Qin An reminded Sang Jian, the next offensive became more violent.

Sang Jian hides everywhere.

Since the sharp gun was strengthened due to Sang Jian's reason, the damage has been much higher, and there is no scraping anymore.

So you can't do it like before, and you won't lose much blood if you resist hard.

Sang Jian avoided Qin An's skills while observing Qin An's weaknesses.

Other people who watched the game saw that Sang Jian kept hiding, and thought that this game might be over for her.

Even if she keeps hiding, the skill can still reach her, and her blood volume keeps dropping.

Her and Qin An's blood volume was getting worse and worse.

Even Qin An felt that she was finished.

"It seems that you still let me down, sharp gun, you can never back down! You played too lewdly." Qin An sighed.

Sang Jian, who had been hiding his skills in silence, suddenly said: "This is not called being obscene, this is called advancing with retreat."

"I have discovered your weakness, I hope you can catch it!"

Sang Jian curled her lips into a smile, and in the next second, she turned from defense to offense, and rushed in front of Qin An in an instant. With great speed, she gave him a set of skills.

Before Qin An could react, and when her skill cd was still cooling down, she jumped three times in a row, putting a distance between Qin An and preventing him from hitting her.

She found that although Qin An was fierce, he released his skills very slowly.

His hand speed couldn't improve.

In front of her, if you can't improve your hand speed, you will only be beaten.

At first she thought he didn't want to explode his hand speed, but after watching for so long, she realized that his hand speed was only so slow.

I'm sorry then.

Next, Sang Jian, who had been avoiding him before, suddenly changed his style and took the initiative to attack.

As soon as her skill cd was good, she went to hit Qin An with explosive speed, and then ran away after the fight.

Qin An's hand speed couldn't catch up with her at all.

(End of this chapter)