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

Chapter 201 This door of death, ten years of skill!
"Sorry..." Wu Chen smiled bitterly and returned to Team Wuji's preparation table.

This time, it was indeed his mistake. After being hit by Fulong Xiangtian, the huge shock completely tore Wu Chen's fighting spirit into pieces. He even forgot to resist and relied on instinctive subconscious operations. When he really returned, When God comes, the battle is over.

Although in the following performances, the operation level of the horned silver spear is definitely at the professional level, but this is not the reason why he can lose so ugly.

He An's face was gloomy and terrifying, but he didn't criticize Wu Chen too much: "It doesn't matter, in that case, anyone would lose their minds subconsciously... It seems that Qiu Fei should be Ember's trump card. Yes, it should be easier."

He An is still full of confidence today!
Is this really the case?Wu Chen asked in his heart.

Wuji's second player has already begun to walk towards the competition seat.

"Xiao Qiu, you did a good job." Li Wen smiled and touched Qiu Fei's head.

Qiu Fei struggled for a while, but seeing Li Wen's proud and gentle expression, he finally gave up the resistance.

Forget it...just take care of my younger brother.

Qiu Fei sighed inwardly.

"Next, let's see what I do!" Old Wei held a toothpick in his mouth, patted his buttocks that felt a little uncomfortable from sitting for a long time, and confidently walked towards the competition seats.

"Win, win, win, we must win..." Lu Liang clasped his hands together and prayed silently.

Everyone else was stunned for a moment. Although Lu Liang and Lao Wei always got into trouble, they didn't expect that the friendship between the two would be so deep at the critical moment.

"Don't worry, Old Lu, Boss Wei will be fine." Fang Shijing patted Lu Liang on the shoulder.

Lu Liang was stunned for a moment: "Huh? I hope the other side wins!"

……

"He said it himself, the loser will have to clean the toilet for a month, right?" Lu Liang asked in surprise.

……

"Haven't you ever thought that if you went to videotape Lao Wei while he was cleaning the toilet, you would have an extra advantage like him?"

……

To be honest, I am really a little excited!
Zhang Jiale and Fang Shijing looked at each other, then looked away as if nothing had happened, only a little moved, really not much.

In the second individual match of the Wuji team, they sent a player with the same profession as Lao Wei, a warlock with the ID of Leopold. Leopold clicked on the opponent's panel the moment he entered the competition seat in the wind formation.

Not surprisingly, there is also a weapon with silver characters lying in the equipment column.

【Hand of Death】!
Sure enough, it should just be that the attributes are not as good as those of Cheng Wu.The operator of Leopold was a little relieved. There were only a few silver weapons in the entire alliance. How could there be two in such a team that had just started?
This deepened Leopold's thoughts.

Moreover, my opponent is still an old man. He looks very inspiring. He is in his forties and fifties and still insists on playing for Glory. Do you want to put some pressure on him?

Map selection...[Rocky Beach]!
Tsk... Old Wei curled his lips, I really feel uncomfortable with this map, hurry up and deal with the opponent!
Two warlocks spawned at two corners of the rocky beach.

Windward Array: [Why, today’s professional players are so unruly and don’t even ask their seniors how they are? 】

Who the hell knows you?Why is your face so big?Wait, logically speaking... As a veteran of the land reclamation generation, Han Wenqing, the operator of Tyranny's King of Fighters, Desert Dust, is probably the only one in the entire professional league right now...

Leopold was cursing wildly in his heart, but on the outside he still honestly called out "Senior."

Windward Arrangement: [It’s quite reasonable to listen to the advice, not bad. 】

Ignore him ignore him ignore him and move on!Leopold took a deep breath.Windward Array: [How long have you been fighting warlocks? 】

Ignore, ignore, ignore, ignore!

Yingfeng formed the formation: [Tsk, tsk, tsk, it just became like this after you praised it, right? 】

……

Leopold: [Three years...]

Formation into the wind: [Not bad, I see your basic skills are pretty solid, and you are very particular about your forward movement. 】

Leopold's operator's pupils shrank, and he quickly rolled Leopold to the side. Was he discovered?Why is the opponent so fast?This should all be...

Windward formation: [Hahahaha, just kidding, I haven’t even seen you, how can I know whether your position is good or not? Come on, come on, fight hard, fight hard. 】

There was a burst of boos from the audience.

"I think I know who Huang Shaotian learned his problems from." Liu Xiaobie was speechless, looking at the windward formation on the screen above, hiding behind a boulder and looking towards the central field.

"As far as I know, Huang Shaotian is actually self-taught... But in this match, the outcome is basically settled." Deng Fusheng smiled and shook his head, starting from the first sentence of answering Yingfeng Formation. By that time, their outcome was already determined.

not yet?It shouldn't be... Leopold's operator turned his field of vision and looked around him carefully with some doubts. From this point of view, there is indeed no sign of arriving, so he... hide first?
Just when Leopold took two steps to find the best attacking position, a dark cloud covered him in the sky, and green raindrops began to fall sparsely.

Rain of Chaos? !
As a warlock, Leopold naturally saw this instantly. In a state of chaos, the direction keys were all messed up. Any player operating under such circumstances would inevitably experience some distortion.

Oh, forget it, the rain of chaos will be the rain of chaos. I don’t need to move anyway. I can judge your position just by relying on the attack range.

Leopold sneered, I want you to see that under the absolute suppression of strength, everything is just empty talk!

The scepter in his hand struck the ground, then flicked, and Shadow Flame quickly flew behind a boulder.

The blood volume has not changed... is it empty?
Leopold's expression froze, and then six jet-black light pillars rose up from under his feet, locking him in place.

Windward formation slowly came out from behind a huge boulder in the distance. The hand of death in his hand was constantly waving, corrosion, confusion, voodoo, exhaustion, paralysis, weakness...

This kind of attack distance is impossible, absolutely impossible. It has to be fifteen body positions away, right?Could it be that the one in his hand was really a genuine silver weapon?Cold sweat was constantly dripping from Leopold's operator's head.

The negative effect appeared on Leoport's body.

Yingfeng set up the formation: [You have been playing as a warlock for the past three years...are you more or less good at it?As a warlock, I have ten years of skill to master the Gate of the Dead. Can you handle it? 】

The door with the devil on it rose from the ground, opened in front of Leopold, who had just been released from the six-star light prison, and then pulled him into the door.

【glory】!
"Has this guy really been playing for three years?" Lu Liang looked at the operator of Leoport who was facing deathly expression with an unkind expression. His expression was now much darker than that of He An opposite him. This made people confused for a while who was whose teammate.

Easy and enjoyable.

Old Wei stretched his waist. Is this the only level of warlocks today?Some... not quite enough!

Team Ember played against Team Wuji, the score was 2-0!

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