Start with the Covenant Spirit

Su Hao glanced at the panel.

With the improvement of his vision and the abundant knowledge reserve, the information of the elves revealed on the panel is really detailed.

Before the war, the training and combat system of the Thundercloud Python was seen.

"Sure enough, it's me."

The battle lasted for seven or eight minutes, and the vine woods were constantly destroyed and reborn, trapping the thundercloud python.

Using parasitic vines, hypnotic pollen and other tricks, the thundercloud python was exhausted to the point of losing its combat effectiveness.

The horned fairy won the victory with a weak residual amount of spiritual power.

"Junior Niu Beer!" Senior Jiang, who had returned victorious, shouted.

The next game was the start of the Dragon Kingdom Royal Envoy.

as expected

Lost.

Su Hao couldn't do anything either. He couldn't do it in battle, so let's send voice transmission to the players.

"Well, sound transmission?"

He seemed to have some ideas.

At this time, it was the opponent's turn to start again, and the one who entered the battle was a royal envoy from the Kingdom of Falcon, who summoned a metal tyrannosaurus.

He was five or six meters tall, and stood on two sturdy hind feet. His whole body was like cast metal, shining in the sun.

But Su Hao frowned.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Xiuqi asked.

Su Hao said, "This metal tyrannosaurus is stronger than the thundercloud python just now."

Strong is not a star and a half.

He originally wanted Senior Wang Qi's Chiyan Qiongqi to go into battle, but he roughly estimated that the chance of winning was too low.

The gap between the two elves is too big, and it is no longer a point of attribute advantage, and two points of tactical guidance can make up for it.

"Or, I'll go on my own and send a stupid crow?"

He thought for a moment, "No way, there is still a gap between the stupid crow and the really powerful Transcendent level."

"I come."

At this time, a quiet voice came from behind the crowd.

The voice sounded familiar, Su Hao turned his head to look, and saw a girl with long straight hair riding a storm dog coming from a distance.

The girl also saw the people from Whale Island University and nodded slightly.

On the contrary, the storm dog she was sitting down suddenly stopped when it passed by Su Hao's side, "Ow, ooh, ooh" screamed twice.

It seems that he is still haunted by the original league.

especially

The big white dog took a sniff, and his eyes gradually aimed at Die Xiaodie, who was lying on top of someone's head. It smelled a familiar smell.

Dogs will never forget this smell!

The heart of playing tactics is too dirty!

The dog loses and is aggrieved!

Although the big white dog was wronged, he still stepped forward under the urging of his imperial envoy.

Suddenly,

A picture unfolded in his mind.

It's a three-dimensional image of the Metal Tyrannosaurus opposite.

Combat style, weaknesses, possible tricks to master, best ways to deal with it, etc.

It seems that there is a voice that instills everything into its mind.

The big white dog shook his head.

The spirit of playing tactics seems to be very powerful!

Chapter 277 Strategies for Su Xiaohao (Part [-])

Today's Lanqing is wearing a white top and blue suspenders. Her dress is as simple as ever, but she still can't hide her unique temperament.

She stood up abruptly and jumped off the big white dog. Her long black hair that was not tied up fluttered outward in an instant, and her thin body was blown away by a gust of wind. It really floated down!

After fluttering a few meters away, it landed in front of Su Hao. The sea breeze blew down a few strands of hair and hung on her forehead, making people want to help her brush them away.

"Thank you." Lan Qing said softly, and the voice like an orchid in the empty valley reached his ears through the wind.

Slim fingers brushed the hair from her forehead, she turned and walked towards the battlefield.

Beside him, Jiang Xiuqi's eyes widened, and he swept back and forth, revealing an indescribable wretched smile, "What have you done?"

"Just doing a little trivial blah blah, watch the battle!"

There was no tedious link. After the two elves stood still, after both parties were ready, the big white dog, who Lan Qing didn't say a word, flew up.

In an instant, Lan Qing's hair fluttered again, and the surrounding wind became noisy.

In Su Hao's eyes, under the status bar of that ordinary big white dog, there is a message of blessing from the Domain of Wind.

It's blinking.

boom!

The storm swept through, and the big white dog flickered left and right, and shot out a series of wind-based tricks from its mouth. Wherever it passed, the beach ground was blasted out one by one with smooth edges and bottomless holes.

"Using speed advantage and flight advantage to hit it remotely"

Lanqing's storm dog is good at melee combat, but it is also a type that can be far and near.

In contrast, the opposite Metal Tyrannosaurus

"Good at melee combat, it is an explosive elf. There are only two threatening long-range attacks. Golden Light Blast and Metal Storm are high-level tricks, and the proficiency is not low. Other small tricks such as Golden Light Slash are almost equal to no threat."

In Lan Qing's mind, a message from the storm dog to her appeared.

She listened to the voice of the wind and looked at the field calmly, only to see that the metal tyrannosaurus performed several golden slashes to no avail, and after being harassed impatiently by the storm dog, she decisively

The mouth is open, the teeth are like sharp metal blades, and the extreme golden light in the depths of the throat gathers. The next moment, a golden beam of light pierces through the layers of air, as well as the afterimage of the storm dog, and shoots far into the sky. , leaving behind a bright golden light, which gradually dissipated after a while.

"To seduce with afterimages, you have to maintain the posture of being almost hit, in order to attract the metal tyrannosaurus to continuously perform golden blasts and continue to consume its spiritual power.

"At the same time, constantly using attacks to put pressure on the opponent and reduce the space for the opponent's spiritual envoy to think, about three to eight golden explosions can be cheated.

"Multiple golden blasts were fruitless. Metal Tyrannosaurus can only be replaced with Metal Storm, which has a wider range but consumes a lot more."

Sure enough, a golden tornado shrouded the entire venue and spread to the surroundings, forcing the entire audience to retreat several dozen meters away.

In the storm, there was a roar of sharp blades tearing the air, and in an instant, the entire beach was covered with dense holes.

Hiding in the left rear, the god of the storm dog, with sharp claws on the ground, fluffy hair, bulging air flow visible to the naked eye, turning into a protective cover, resisting the golden blades flying from all directions.

"The Metal Tyrannosaurus has limited control over the Metal Storm. During the casting process, it is impossible to make extra adjustments, and staying on the ground can take less damage than staying in the air."

"All right."

Lan Qing, who was calm on the surface, also had a trace of waves in her heart.

At this time, after the metal storm passed, the beautiful hair of the big white dog had become embarrassed, and there were many scratches on his body.

"It's necessary to be injured. If the Metal Tyrannosaurus' attack doesn't work, the opponent is likely to change tactics and use defensive counterattacks. The fighting time will be prolonged indefinitely, and there will be many uncertain factors."

The big white dog recalled that sentence, and after blasting out a few powerful vacuum bursts, he stared and stuck out his tongue.

"Ha ha!"

The dog is exhausted!

The dog is also injured!

Really, lie to you, I am a dog!

The big white dog was constantly dealing with the metal tyrannosaurus on the opposite side. The injury made its speed gradually slow down, and the power of the ultimate move it spit out also became weaker.

A dog that can't stand it anymore.

So in the end, when the Metal Tyrannosaurus was powerless to defend and evade due to too much consumption, and was crippled by a blow of a vacuum, it stared at the copper bell-sized eyes with unwillingness.

Why haven't you fallen yet?

Storm God Dog: "Wang Woo!" Because the dog used tactics!

Tactics are so fun!

After a battle, there was not much commotion.

There is not much difference between the two elves, and it is reasonable for the imperial envoy of the Dragon Kingdom to win by a narrow margin. Only the imperial envoy of the Kingdom of Xun complained a few words:

"How come it's so close!"

Of course, he spoke the Chinese language of Nuanzhi. Without a translator, Su Hao couldn't understand it. His understanding of the language of Nuanzhi was limited to a few words that were helpful for learning.

There were twenty-four battles in total, and after Lan Qing, the Dragon Kingdom lost four games in a row.

In fact, at this time, there are quite a few wins for the Dragon Kingdom, but for each additional victory, who can fight for a few more places, who still thinks there are too many places?

In those four games, Su Hao also used Die Xiaodie brand sound transmission, no, transmission method, to pass on the analysis and tactics of the elves of other countries to a certain playing elves.

It is more convenient and meticulous than his own mouth.

It's a pity that not everyone believes, and not every elf is capable enough to execute his tactics.

As a foil, that big white dog is great.

"In the next game, Long Guo will start."

The master-level imperial envoy that Longguo has not yet played, you look at me, I will look at you.

Instructor Ma looked over.