Online game rebirth Sword God

Chapter 318
The third match, which took place in the extremely mighty and destructive battle, was soon revealed to everyone.

Because the previous round had not fought against the other party, Zhan Mang immediately changed his strategy in this round. The whole team formed a whole and kept moving at high speed. When the knife hits, they will swarm up, seize the opportunity to output crazily, and then immediately pull away without fighting the opponent at all.

After such a stalemate for a while, it was only when everyone noticed that before they knew it, less than 20% of the magic of the extremely mighty and handsome guy was left. There are 40% magic.

Under this style of play, Zhan Zhe Jue has an absolute advantage.

"Hey!" Ding Qiang couldn't help sighing at the magic ratio of the two healing professions.

Although after this period of running-in, the cooperation between the elder brother and Arthur has been quite good, but in the end it still doesn't work.

You may not be able to see it on weekdays, but like this, both sides maintain a state of movement, and they are separated from each other at the touch of a touch. In the small game, the gap is still quickly revealed,

It is no exaggeration to say that if he, Chacha, Sister Nangong Xiaoyue, and Yueying Mingxin faced Zhanmang's group of people, if they still dared to adopt this method, he would guarantee to beat their shit out... …

It is a pity that there are not so many ifs. The one standing beside him at this moment is not Chacha, the pair of sisters, nor the big-chested and brainy Yueying Mingxin. The one standing beside him at this moment is a few Old men who are rougher than him.

"Damn, these guys are too slippery!" Arthur said depressedly, "I can't catch them at all..."

"My magic is only 15% left." The peerless handsome guy shouted, "Hurry up and find a way, otherwise we will lose."

"What should I do?" Glancing at Ding Qiang who was silent, the eldest brother said angrily, "Grandma, stop pretending to be cool at this time..."

"Damn..." Ding Qiang was speechless for a while.

"Hahaha!" Zhanmang led the team in an orderly manner to continue the high-speed sports harassment battle, and said proudly: "Xiaoqiang, you just admit defeat."

"Admit defeat?" Ding Qiang sneered, what a joke, if the magic of the peerless handsome guy is lower than 10%, maybe it is really irreparable, but at this moment, the magic of the peerless handsome guy is still 15%, these magic, already Enough for him to change the situation of the next battle.

Don't you want to fight recklessly with me?

With a sneer, Ding Qiang secretly said: Then I will force you to fight with me and see what you do...

"Peerless handsome guy, treat me too much." Ding Qiang shouted.

"Ah?" The peerless handsome guy was slightly taken aback: "Brother Qiang, my magic..."

"Didn't hear what I said?" Ding Qiang frowned. The competition was so fierce, how could he have time to explain?
"Yes, I see." The peerless handsome guy nodded in response.

Immediately afterwards, during the flickering of the light, Ding Qiang's original blood volume of about 80% immediately returned to the maximum value, and then he immediately activated his tenacity, and directly rushed into the opponent's camp with a bloodthirsty charge...

In the blink of an eye, Zhan Mang and the others immediately found that there was an extra person in their camp.

"The opponent's mage has teleported in?" Under the doubts in his heart, Zhanmang subconsciously shouted: "Focus!"

If you dare to rush in alone, I will take your surname if you don't type out your urine!Zhan Mang thought to himself.

It's just that he didn't feel something was right until the next moment, when his attack hit the opponent.

This damage is inevitably too low, right?
Take a closer look?
"Damn it, it's that Immortal Xiaoqiang!"

After rushing into the opponent's camp, after turning on the tenacity, under the blessing of Chi Yan, Ding Qiang's defense is frighteningly high, even for a player like Zhan Mang, a single hit on him is only five or six hundred points It's just life, a round of attack by four people can take away at most [-] points of life...

But taking advantage of this opportunity, Ding Qiang firmly locked his target on the opponent's priest, and after breaking his tendons, the sword of falling feathers in his hand chopped towards the opponent fiercely like a sword.

At the beginning, the priest still gritted his teeth and insisted on his attack treatment. He thought that under the attack of several teammates on his side, the other party must be unable to hold on first.

But what I never expected was that after Ding Qiang unleashed two fatal blows and the Holy Judgment one after another, seeing that his blood volume was less than 30%, the priest's face turned pale with fright.

"Damn it, this guy's attack..." He didn't care about pretending anymore, and the priest immediately rushed behind Zhan Mang.

It's a pity that he has Zhan Mang to help him cover, and Ding Qiang naturally has his teammates to support him.

Zhanmang and the others were attacking around Ding Qiang, and the pastor ran behind Zhanmang. From the outside, it seemed that he was sending directly to Arthur and the others who had been outside the circle.

"Don't run..." Zhan Mang was the first to realize something was wrong, and immediately shouted.

"Huh?" The pastor was taken aback.

it's too late...

Seeing that the opponent's priest came out of the circle, Arthur took the lead in attacking and directly targeted the opponent. With the cooperation of the big brother next to him, he took the priest away in one wave.

"Wow ha ha ha ha!" Arthur said proudly.

"Damn..."

Losing the priest, any further stalemate would be courting death. Gritting his teeth, Zhanmang immediately changed his strategy. The rest of the team immediately moved after hearing the sound, forming a full formation and rushing towards the extremely mighty crowd.

"We've won!" Big Brother shouted.

No wonder he was proud, 5v4, the opponent was still the priest, as long as there were no accidents, they could win this match [-]%.

As long as there are no accidents...

if only……

"Dreaming..." Zhan Mang snorted coldly, and he didn't know what skills he had activated. A red light flashed on his body, and he suddenly rushed towards Ding Qiang.

"I'll meet you!" Arthur greeted him recklessly.

"Okay, it's not bad to kill you..."

"Who is bragging..."

As the weapons of the two sides collided at one place, a series of dense clanging sounds collided at one place, and accompanied by this series of clanging sounds, were the dense numbers of damage numbers on the heads of both sides... Strictly speaking , is the damage number on Arthur's head.
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243!
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354!
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434!
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533!
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634!
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754!
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854!

The number of combos finally stayed above seven combos.

Arthur left instantly...

【Combination】: Instantly cause huge damage to the enemy, the number of combos varies according to the level, and the cooling time is 3 minutes.

This skill has a fast release speed and a short cooling time. Zhanmang originally planned to use it in the finals to secure the victory, but he didn't expect that he was forced to use it in the [-]th and [-]th rounds when he had no choice.

The number of people on the field was even again in an instant.

"Arthur, this idiot..." Ding Qiang couldn't help cursing secretly in his heart, the other party rushed up with such confidence, obviously there was some big move, this guy rushed up without any precautions, and he only called out ghosts if he didn't die up.

At this time, the arena was already chaotic, and the remaining eight people were chasing each other, killing each other, and they were already in a mess.

During the fierce battle, following the flashes of white light, after the continuous roar of skills finally disappeared, there were only two people standing on the field.

The extremely mighty captain is immortal Xiaoqiang.

Kill all the captain Zhanmang.

It is no exaggeration to say that this moment is a duel of fate...

During the competition, Zhanmang once issued a challenge to the undead Xiaoqiang in front of countless players. The audience originally thought that the duel between the two sides would wait until the final of the single competition, but they did not expect it to happen. Under the circumstances, the decisive battle between the two sides will be shown in front of everyone so quickly...

only……

The blood volume of both sides is really a bit too cheating, right?
Immortal Xiaoqiang, 8%.

Cut the awn, 12%.

It looks a little different between 8% and 12%, but both of them know that these blood volumes are actually just a matter of one knife.

"One knife?" Zhanmang laughed and said, "You think highly of yourself, don't you?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhanmang suddenly exerted force all over his body, as if he was constipated, and at the same time, countless rays of light in the air quickly condensed towards him.

+413!

+521!

+698!

+324!

+423!

Although the blood volume is not much each time, but after seven or eight emerge in a row, Zhanmang's blood volume still reaches as much as 48%...

On the other hand, Ding Qiang's blood volume is still 8%, which hasn't changed at all.

"Damn it, this guy is so disgusting, he even added blood to himself..." Everyone in the Northern Continent shouted and cursed: "It's so shameless..."

"Haha, let's call, let's call, anyway, I'm going to win!" With a big laugh, Zhan Mang moved, and rushed towards Ding Qiang who was facing him.

"Come on!" Ding Qiang greeted him without giving an inch.
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1245!
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1453!
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1534!
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1092!
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1123!
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1034!

……

A series of crackling damage, I don't know whether it was caused by Ding Qiang or Zhanmang. In short, one LV20 combo and one triple combo, the damage numbers of both sides were almost superimposed and floated into the air.

"System prompt: Undead Xiaoqiang has caused 1531 points of damage to you."

"System prompt: Undead Xiaoqiang has caused 1468 points of damage to you."

"System prompt: Undead Xiaoqiang has caused 1331 points of damage to you."

At the beginning, Zhanmang was quite happy when he saw the damage. Although nearly 48 damage is not low, but 5100% of the blood volume should be more than [-] if he remembers correctly. Fierce, but can't hold himself down.

But the next moment, seeing the system prompt still popping up, his heart suddenly turned cold.

"System prompt: Undead Xiaoqiang's divine verdict has caused 1034 points of damage to you."

"System prompt: Undead Xiaoqiang's divine verdict has dealt you 2042 fatal blow damage."

"Holy Judgment?" Zhan Mang suddenly felt cold: "Nimma, what kind of skill is this?"

Calculated in this way, at that moment just now, the opponent had already caused nearly [-] points of damage to him... His blood volume was only a little more than Wuqian before, so it can be calculated...

"Damn, I'm dead?" Lying on the ground, seeing his blood volume has gone to zero, Zhan Mang felt depressed for a while.

But then he felt relieved again. Although he died, the undead Xiaoqiang on the opposite side only had 8% of his health, and his combo just now could at least kill more than 5000 of his life. Probably more than five thousand...

Sure enough, in the field of vision, Undead Xiaoqiang swayed, and then fell to the ground.

"A draw is fine, a draw is fine!" Gritting his teeth, Zhan Mang thought to himself, "I can't let you off next time..."

It's just that the next moment, at the same moment when he exited the arena, something happened that made him collapse.

Lying on the ground, blinking his eyes, Ding Qiang chuckled, and unexpectedly... crawled up!
"Your uncle..." Zhan Mang collapsed.

(End of this chapter)