Full-time master: I have a spirit behind me.

Chapter 154 The End of the Seventh Season

When did you throw the jump mine?
Yu Feng frowned, and raised the epee in his hand to block Zhibai Shouhei's drill arm punch.

Was it just now?Under the double pressure of yourself and the rain of bullets?

this kid...

Zhibai Shouhei snapped his fingers, and the magnetic field coil instantly pressed down on the sharp sword, slid the shovel, circled, kicked, and shot!

under control.

The red scope scanned the ground for a moment, and then fixedly locked on the figure of Feng Mang Hui Jian. The shadow of the plane flashed, and the airdrop support was quickly in place!
Geboga's fist!
While the damage was fully charged, the mechanic's amplifier was released, and the damage was multiplied by two times, instantly taking away the Edge Wisdom Sword, which was not in a good state.

Hurry up and help Brother Fang...

Li Wen didn't have time to relive the battle just now, the dual propellers turned on instantly, and the mechanical rotors also protruded from the mechanical box behind.

A pitch-black chain was thrown directly at Zhibai Shouhei who was in mid-air, holding the figure of the mechanic tightly, and at the end of the chain was Yu Wenzhou's Soksar.

"Nice job Captain!" Huang Shaotian licked his lips, and Troubling Rain rushed straight out of the house on the side of the street, the ice rain in his hand gleaming with a chilling light.

Xiao Qiu and Brother Bai Shu...

Li Wen was startled. Because the battle just now was too fierce, he didn't even look at the news released by the GM that the Yangjiao Silver Spear and Gongyu were eliminated.

Manipulation... is going to die.Li Wen smiled wryly, but soon, a roar tore through the battlefield that had just fallen silent.

Collapse!
Flames surged from the back of the Crimson Queen's sword, and while cutting through the chain formed by the manipulation technique, she raised her hand and made a cross cut, forcing Troubled Night Rain to use the silver falling blade to force the ground.

"Go help Lao Fang, I'm holding you back here." Sun Zheping's flat voice sounded.

"Please, Senior Sun!" Li Wen heaved a sigh of relief.

The two swordsmen directly took over the battlefield of Zhibai Shouhei and Sharp Wisdom Sword. Scarlet flames and lightsabers with blue shimmer constantly collided alternately.

"If you hit this stage, you've already lost..." Old Wei sighed helplessly. On the other side, Old Lu's Chang Lewojing was completely dragged to death by Xu Jingxi's soul whisperer.

Lao Fang's Chunzui Zhiyuan was also directly hunted down by Zheng Xuan's guns and bullets. Even if Zhibai Shouhei tried his best to support it, the ammunition experts had too many containment methods.

As for Da Sun, he was facing the swords and curses of Team Blue Rain. Although both of them were not in very good condition, it was not something that Sun Zheping could handle alone.

And Blue Rain also has Song Xiao rushing over here.

[The gap with the top eight teams is still a bit too big...] Su Muqiu scratched his head in distress: [But fortunately, it's the kind of gap that can be seen, and it won't be so overwhelming. 】

The friendly match against Blue Rain finally ended with Embers losing, and the final score was fixed at [-]-[-].

"We lost again..." Bai Shu put the headphones aside in frustration, leaned on the table, and buried his face in his shoulders: "Glory is so difficult..."

"Otherwise, what do you think?" Lu Liang patted his head angrily: "The team that has just been formed and trained for less than half a year can sweep the championship team of last season? Do you think it is making a movie? Return of the King? "

"Eh..." Fang Shijing was stunned for a moment, and then glanced at the current configuration of the ember team: "It seems that there is indeed something like that?"

"...That's actually true, isn't it?"

"Little Wen, what are you thinking?" Old Wei curled his lips, and those people who didn't answer and started arguing turned their heads to look at Wen with pensive faces.

"It's nothing Boss Wei, it's just a pity." Li Wen smiled and shook his head: "I originally planned to implement our new tactics in this match, but there is no such opportunity..."

"There will always be opportunities in the future, and I can even hit you until you feel like vomiting." Old Wei patted Li Wen on the shoulder, and then he didn't know what to talk about with Yu Wenzhou.

The gap between the top professional players seems to be too big.

Li Wen smiled and clicked on the profile picture of Sharp Wisdom Sword: [If you don't mind, another one? 】

The seventh season is about to come to an end, and now there is only the last game left, and this game has received far more attention than any other game.

Hundred Blossoms vs. Tiny Herb, the two teams that ranked first and second respectively in the points match finally met in the finals.

"Hey..." Chu Xiong sighed deeply at the Ember Club, lying on the table and fiddling with the keys, while Bai Shu and Lu Liang were adjusting the equipment, and they planned to watch the game together.

"Why are you sighing, boy Chu." Old Wei was smoking like an old hooligan, or rather, he was an old hooligan: "Aren't you satisfied with us explaining it to you?"

"It's not true, but it's more interesting to watch the finals live! Damn scalpers!" Chu Xiong said without tears.

"Didn't I hear that there are people selling tickets? 200 million front-court tickets." Fang Shijing asked with a smile.

"Only a fool would go back and buy that kind of thing. People who buy it have more or less brains, ah, no, there is definitely something wrong." Chu Xiong rolled his eyes: "If I dare to buy it, my elder sister will have to kill it first. Here I come..."

"Tsk, I thought that with your personality, you might have to wear a wedding dress as a conspicuous bag at the venue."

"...Hiss, then Great God Sun will kill me, ahem, I didn't say anything about Great God." Chu Xiong, who was about to talk trash, felt a chill hit him.

"Pfft." Li Wen couldn't help but laugh. It was quite interesting to hear the seniors argue with each other.

"Okay, okay, it's about to start, I hope Baihua will give me some strength, I crushed a lot of shark fins..." Lu Liang jumped off the stool and clapped his hands.

[It’s a bit difficult to play in an away game. Xiao Wen, Xiao Wen, use all the accounts I registered to stud Tiny Herb. 】 Su Muqiu urged enthusiastically.

So when did you register, brother Muqiu...

Li Wen sighed, opened an app on his phone that he hadn't downloaded himself, and helped Su Muqiu bet everything on Tiny Herb.

"Baihua, it's a bit difficult..." As the two teams entered, Old Wei couldn't help but frowned: "Looking at Zhang Jiale's state, he hasn't recovered from the last game against Blue Rain. ."

This season has been evaluated by netizens as the most promising year for Hundred Blossoms. Zhang Jiale has been on a fast track since the beginning of the season. Close quarters play for ammo specialists.

However, Li Wen didn't feel too much fighting spirit and belief in winning from other people.

It's as if... the rest of Team Hundred Blossoms haven't figured out what's going on.

"Did they really realize that it's the finals now?" Li Wen frowned and said in a low voice.

"Ah? Xiao Wen, what are you talking about?" Chu Xiong asked with some doubts.

"No, nothing." Li Wen shook his head.

Although the game hadn't started yet, Li Wen seemed to have seen the end.

No matter how bright the flowers are, just one flower can't fight the weeds all over the ground...

Sun Zheping silently watched the contestants from both sides enter the competition booth, and couldn't help clenching his fists.

Li Wen wasn't the only one who saw all this.

(End of this chapter)