Online game rebirth Sword God

Chapter 332 The Third Game
Facing the undead Xiaoqiang, with a one-point advantage, Zhanmang spoke with a little bit of confidence.

"Xiaoqiang, it seems that you have to be careful!" Zhanmang said.

"Hehe..." Smiling, Ding Qiang asked, "Do you want to bet? The bet is still valid!"

"My day!" Zhan Mang was speechless for a while.

Is there something wrong with this guy?Why do you drag yourself to bet wherever you go?Could it be that this guy was a gambler in his previous life?Bet with my ass all day long, I bet on your size...

"Don't gamble!" Ding Qiang said with some disappointment, "You won a game and you still don't gamble?"

"Fuck you, don't gamble!" Zhan Mang said categorically, "I have worked so hard for such a long time to get the guild to this point. You just want to win it with one word? Go ahead and dream."

"But if I lose, the descendant will be yours too!" Ding Qiang said.

Whoa!
One stone stirs up a thousand waves!

You know, it's a live broadcast now, which means that no matter what two people do or say on the field, they will be broadcast completely... Of course, it also includes the conversation between the two people just now.

"They are actually betting on the guild?" Huanhuan looked at the big screen in disbelief and said, and she realized what Ding Qiang was talking about before when he always said betting.

"Is Xiaoqiang crazy?" Nangong Xiaoyue was also taken aback, but after the surprise, she felt a little uncomfortable.

Although the two of them have been cooperating happily, she is the president of the Goddess Guild in name. Xiaoqiang didn’t even talk about such a big matter with him. Does this mean that he is in the Goddess Guild? Among them, is it just a puppet?

Sister Xiaoyue was melancholy on this side, while Feifei and the girls on the other side were careful, so they immediately noticed her strangeness.

"Are you thinking that Xiaoqiang doesn't take you too seriously?" Yueying Mingxin whispered from the side.

"Uh..." Nangong Xiaoyue hesitated for a moment, wanting to shake her head, but finally nodded slowly.

"Hahaha..." Feifei smiled and said, "Xiaoyue, you are really a fan of the authorities..."

"Ah..." Nangong Xiaoyue was taken aback.

"Based on that guy, do you think he's not sure enough to bet with the other party?" Feifei said.

"That's right, if you ask me, even if he lost the first round, I think he might be acting deliberately, trying to lure that Zhanmang into the bait." Xiaoxiao also chimed in.

"Uh..." Nangong Xiaoyue was at a loss for words.

Thinking about it carefully, it’s not like that. From the time I met that guy to the present, although I have done many risky things, which time did he not do it after he was completely sure?
Although she is the leader of the Goddess, but when it comes to the energy and effort put into the Goddess, Immortal Xiaoqiang is no less than her.

Ding Qiang has contributed a lot to the fact that the descendants of the gods have been able to grow from a small, unknown guild to this point...

No, I can't say that he contributed a lot, but that without him, the descendants of the gods would never be what they are now.

In the past few games, she also formed a guild, but it was either destroyed by Tetsuo, or burned by that purple rose, but now...

Not to mention Purple Rose and Iron Blood Mountain and River, I am afraid that the two of them together, plus the sword of Odin, would not dare to confront the descendants of the gods head-on. Is it all due to me?

Nangong Xiaoyue has this self-knowledge.

And at this moment, the news came dripping...

Some wondered who sent her a text message at this time, Nangong Xiaoyue clicked on the message reflexively.

Immortal Xiaoqiang...

"Don't worry, everything is under my control..."

Looking at those two short sentences and seeing Ding Qiang's side face on the video, Nangong Xiaoyue suddenly felt an urge to cry.

And just at this time, as if he had a heart-to-heart connection, the undead Xiaoqiang on the video turned around and smiled slightly towards the camera...

"Fool, why would I be worried!" Nangong Xiaoyue couldn't help but muttered to herself.

"Yes, don't worry..." Girl Chacha comforted her before she knew what had happened.

"Yeah, don't worry!" Nangong Xiaoyue nodded.

Looking at Nangong Xiaoyue, then at Chacha, Feifei sighed and said, "Silly girl, you should be worried..."

……

Afraid that Nangong Xiaoyue would think too much, Ding Qiang still did not forget to send a message to Nangong Xiaoyue despite his busy schedule.

But at this moment, the match had already started. Seeing that Ding Qiang seemed to be a little distracted, Zhan Mang was not polite, and directly rushed over here with a charge.

Relying on the three locks, he was completely sure that he could stun the opponent with the first blow. Even if the opponent counterattacked, at worst it would be the result of being stunned together.

However, the next moment, something happened that he didn't expect. After realizing that he was charging again, the opponent on the opposite side turned around, smiled slightly, his figure flickered, and unexpectedly...disappeared!

"Damn, where's the person?" Zhanmang was shocked immediately.

"Behind, behind you!" Outside the arena, Zhan Feng roared hysterically, shocking the surrounding audience.

As if he heard the warning from his younger brother outside the arena, Zhanmang quickly stopped his charge, and at the same time got short, rolled on the spot and turned sideways.

Standing behind Zhan Mang, Ding Qiang did not launch an attack, but said indignantly: "Sneak attack! Don't pay attention..."

"You..." Zhan Mang was surprised: "What did you just..."

But it's a pity that Ding Qiang on the opposite side didn't know whether he was attacked by him for real fire or because he missed a round and didn't dare to be careless. rushed over.

"Damn, I'm afraid you won't succeed..." Cursing secretly in his heart, Zhan Mang immediately went up to meet him.

The two sides fought fiercely again...

90%!

80%!

70%!

……

Seeing that the blood volume is getting closer to 50%, and realizing that if he doesn't add more blood, he might be caught in seconds, Zhanmang swayed his knife, taking advantage of the opponent's parry, the whole person immediately stepped back, and at the same time Throwing, he used the healing technique again.

+453!

+436!

+512!

The only difference is that this time Ding Qiang did not let go of the opportunity to output.

With a swipe of Luo Yu, sword lights descended from the sky, and at the same time, a half-moon-shaped skill light and shadow also flew out from the sword tip, and swung towards Zhanmang.

Yumang!

Total Annihilation!

Three consecutive attacks!

And not only that, under the explosion of luck, Ding Qiang's these few blows made three holy judgments.

Zhanmang's self-healing technique only jumped three times, and before the fourth one jumped out, it turned into a white light and flew away from the arena...

After losing a game first, Ding Qiang fought hard to catch up and finally got back a point. The score between the two sides was 1:1.

……

"Damn it, is it dead?" Standing on the sidelines, watching the score has become one to one, Zhanmang waved his fist fiercely: "Grandma, I should have known that I would use the ground crack first. A fatal word, maybe it will be taken away in one wave."

And just when Zhanmang was a little annoyed, Zhanfeng at the side said weakly: "Brother..."

"What's the matter?" Zhan Mang said.

"Don't be unwilling to listen to something..."

"Then don't talk about it!" After losing a game, Zhan Mang was in a bad mood, so he didn't have time to listen to his nonsense.

"That won't work, I'll suffocate if I don't say it!" Zhan Feng said, "I think your next round is a bit uncertain."

"Damn, shut up!" Zhanmang said angrily.

"..."

Ignoring his brother, Zhanmang entered the arena first after getting ready.

What I didn't expect was that compared to the last time I was stuck in time to enter the arena, this time, the other party entered the arena earlier than him. When he entered, he saw the undead Xiaoqiang opposite him leaning against the wall. Where can I get a grass root to pick my teeth...

"I won't let you this time!" Zhan Mang said.

"Well, me too!" Ding Qiang nodded while picking his teeth.

"Humph!"

Soon, the third match between Undead Xiaoqiang and Zhan Mang officially began.

With the painful lesson just now, as soon as the competition started this time, Zhan Mang immediately made big moves one after another, throwing out all his skills directly.

And the effect of his actions is obviously quite obvious. In less than 30 seconds, under the bombardment of his big move, although he avoided most of the skills, Ding Qiang still has less than 30 HP left. %, while Zhanmang, on the other hand, is because Ding Qiang spends most of his time dodging his skills, and his blood volume is still 70%, so you can tell at a glance which form is better.

"Damn, isn't this dead?" Seeing that the other party was still alive and kicking in front of his eyes, Zhan Mang muttered a little depressed.

But what makes everyone a little strange is that everyone thought that according to Ding Qiang's character, he would immediately use his big move to retaliate. After all, his feather light and sweeping thousands of troops are also quite powerful skills, but in fact, in After persevering through the opponent's big bombing move, Ding Qiang completely changed his tactics. He traveled back and forth non-stop, finding a gap and attacking. Live Your Own Chance...

"What the hell is this guy doing?" Everyone in the audience looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Could it be that he wants to kill Zhanman like this?"

"..."

But soon, someone with good eyesight discovered the mystery.

After a period of free tactics, with the help of the blood-sucking attribute of the long sword in his hand, Ding Qiang's blood volume has risen to about 60%, while Zhanmang's blood volume is less than 50%. The blood volume was completely reversed.

And almost at the same time, Zhan Mang on the field also discovered this.

"Damn it, this guy moves faster than me. I can't go on like this. If I continue to consume like this, then I must be the one who will die first!" After making up his mind, Zhanmang didn't hesitate anymore, his figure slightly In a flash, he rushed towards Ding Qiang.

Three of his relatively high-damage skills have been cooled down. It is conservatively estimated that he can knock out 45% of the opponent's life, and as long as one of them is fatal, he can hit the opponent to a state of residual health. If there is no fatal word, then...then we have no choice but to continue to stalemate.

"Do you want to go all out?" Slightly smiled, and Ding Qiang went up to him without giving an inch: "Then I will give you a good time..."

(End of this chapter)