[Full-time Master]Why is it you again?

"God's hand!" These four words appeared in Li Yibo's mind, and he said it without thinking, causing a roar of approval.

The hand of God is indeed a stroke of genius!

In the slow-speed replay cut by the director, Zhaoyang Feiyan raised his gun and fired. First, he fired a floating bomb, and then made a prediction in a short period of time and released a stiff bomb. Then he got up and "just happened to" dodge the flying gun. Warlock's attack.

It's a perfect move.

"This wave is really amazing. At this height, I think, only Wang Jiexi, who is the 'closest to the God of Glory,' and Ye Qiu, the textbook master, can possibly rival it." Pan Lin was not stingy with his words of praise.

Both commentators gave very high evaluations.

At this time, Baihua fans finally calmed down.

Maybe they really thought wrong.

The game continues.

The full-level 3.5-second stiffness effect appears in an individual match of the same level between both sides, which is almost unprecedented.

And these 3.5 seconds are enough to open up a new situation.

I stared at the screen intently, and my training prevented me from feeling complacent because I had the upper hand.

Pressing the complicated keys steadily, Zhaoyang Feiyan held the automatic hand/gun silver weapon, put on the goggles, sparks emitted from the muzzle, and a gun accurately landed at Soksar's feet.

I moved the mouse quickly without stopping with my left hand, and the keyboard sounded regularly. No. 1 said the perspective changed quickly, the capture and gun muzzles on the screen turned, explosions/fire/bombs were released, and hand/mines with special effects came one after another, flying towards Soksar who was stopped in place.

The sound of bullets piercing flesh and blood was heard endlessly. Flowers of blood bloomed on the warlock's body, and the light purple robe showed a very realistic dark color.

In the upper left corner, Soxar's health bar dropped rapidly, dropping by about 10% in a short period of time. At the same time, the stiffness effect will soon disappear,

I was not greedy for more, I just pressed the buttons on the keyboard and changed the magazine with a few clicks. The bullets shot by Zhaoyang Feiyan had a decelerating effect. Unfortunately, they did not freeze.

After a wave of maneuvers, Zhaoyang Feiyan stood up on his toes and flew his gun. After a few steps, he jumped back and quickly closed the distance again.

Then, Zhaoyang Feiyan's figure disappeared from Soksar's sight.

At this time, the difference in blood volume between the two sides is 11%.

"It's over." Ye Xiu was a little disappointed, "Sister Yanyan was still suppressed by Wenzhou's tactics."

Su Mucheng held her chin up and asked curiously, "What should I say? Isn't Zhaoyang Feiyan in the upper hand now?"

"Pay attention. Zhaoyang Feiyan chose to fly the gun from a distance here, which is to comply with Yu Wenzhou's wishes." Ye Xiu tapped the screen and explained calmly, "In normal times, long-distance output is beneficial to ammunition experts; but in the face of It’s Soxar, it’s different.”

As if to confirm what Ye Xiu said, Soksar turned slightly sideways, and his staff, the God-Destroying Curse, glowed slightly purple.

Obviously, Soksar can't see the other party now.

"Haha, I guessed it right." Ye Xiu smiled in appreciation.

Before he finished speaking, a stream of light suddenly flashed across the screen. Then, with a tiny popping sound, Zhaoyang Feiyan's health dropped by a small bar in the upper left corner.

hit!

Without seeing the target, Soksar accurately hit Zhaoyang Feiyan.

"So confident." Qiu Fei, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help but say.

"Well, it seems that Yu Wenzhou is quite familiar with Zhaoyang Feiyan's routine." Ye Xiu commented.

Su Mucheng blinked: "It's like they studied the Kings in the sixth season?"

"Absolutely." Ye Xiu smiled again, and his eyes gradually became serious, "...it seems that Lan Yu is really eager to win Baihua."

However, this season, nothing will happen to Excellent Era anyway.

Ye Xiu paused and had other thoughts in his mind.

By the end of this season, it will be time for him to resolve his own affairs.

Even if he doesn't want to care about these nonsense...but he can't let down some people who are worried about him, right?

……

This is prediction.

Almost as soon as Zhaoyang Feiyan lost blood, I realized something was wrong.

"Fuck...it's over." I muttered to myself.

Danger, then the danger begins.

Since Yu Wenzhou can predict my movements, I guarantee that he has completely mastered Zhaoyang Feiyan’s playing style...

This guy is really terrifying.

——However, it is impossible for him to know everything about Zhaoyang Feiyan.

Thinking of this, my slightly flustered heart stabilized again.

I can confirm that Yu Wenzhou has already studied Zhaoyang Feiyan: his performance in the individual competition in the sixth season, his operation in the dual ammunition partnership in the seventh season...

But these are simply not enough.

Yu Wenzhou cannot defeat me with these.

I raised a smile, Zhaoyang Feiyan stood up with a flying gun, and approached Soksar very quickly. Then a few hands/thunders fell down and landed accurately at the feet of the warlock, in front of almost everyone. Without even reacting, block the opponent's movement.

Only a few seconds passed.

Suoksar did not panic, he just held the God-Destroying Curse and pointed the tip of his staff at Zhaoyang Feiyan, who was still floating in the air. The purple light shone with an ominous aura.

Suddenly, purple light flashed.

I didn't hesitate, and pressed a few keys with my left hand. The Gatling gun shook out, and the muzzle was pointed at the warlock.

The next second, the bullets shook out and hit Soksar in several more streams. At the same time, the purple light hit, and the blood volume of both sides dropped at the same time.

The two characters didn't stop there. They were going back and forth, and their blood volume suddenly dropped rapidly. Smoke spread across the field, and layers of halo, accompanied by dark purple streamers, shuttled across the battlefield. Two figures, one red and one purple, loomed in the light and shadow. Only the blood volume in the upper left corner showed the intensity of the battle.

In the upper right corner of the window, the APM of both parties is stable at around 200.

"The war is heating up." Li Yibo said, "Socksar released the Shadow Flame, Zhaoyang Feiyan quickly dodged, and at the same time drew the gun... and pressed the gun! It is not uncommon to press the gun in Rong Yan's operation, and every time he is perfect Hit, this time is no exception, the warlock was escorted into the air, in a dangerous situation."

"Seeing that the situation was not going well, Soksar used the rebound skill Magic Mirror. It was beautiful and withstood a wave of attacks from Zhaoyang Feiyan. As expected of Yu Wenzhou." Pan Lin took over, "You can see that the APMs on both sides have not passed. High. Well, this is certainly not Rong Yan giving in to his opponent. If Rong Yan's APM is too high, it is likely that Yu Wenzhou will catch the gap and lead the rhythm. If it is maintained at the same around 200, it is just stable and wise. It’s a choice.”

Before he finished speaking, a black door suddenly appeared in the air on the screen. The door opened, and the black energy condensed into countless tentacles, flying out and constantly attacking Zhaoyang Feiyan. Zhaoyang Feiyan, who originally wanted to take the opportunity to approach Soksar, had to stay where he was to avoid the attack.

"A beautiful move." Pan Lin said, "Zhaoyang Feiyan was caught off guard and was pulled closer. Soksar took advantage of the situation and returned to a safe position to continue casting spells. Well, with a methodical attack rhythm, Zhaoyang Feiyan's blood volume dropped even further. Hurry, Faintly falls to the warlock... Zhaoyang Feiyan is in a bad situation!"

We must come up with countermeasures as soon as possible!

Under the tug of the tentacle, Zhaoyang Feiyan's vision shook slightly, while Soksar stood calmly on the ground, holding the staff and casting spells continuously. The spells kept coming, dangerous and fatal.

I bit my lip and thought of countermeasures quickly.

…Wait, this distance… No, that’s too risky…

However, if you do this, you will be hit to death by combos!

Then, it’s better to take a risk!

Almost as soon as I made the decision, my keyboard typing speed suddenly increased.

A set of complicated keys were smashed down, and Zhaoyang Feiyan moved.

The next moment, Zhaoyang Feiyan put his hands into his pockets and took them out with his backhand. Several hand mines were firmly clamped between his fingers.

Ammunition Expert’s level 70 ultimate move, Chaos/Thunder!

The view on the screen is constantly shaking while being attracted. I struggled to control the direction of my throw, and the complicated keystrokes made it even more difficult to complete the operation.

Hit, hit...

Even in this situation, I can still achieve a high hit rate! And he was facing Yu Wenzhou!

Even though I am much calmer, I can't help but feel joyful in my heart.

nb! So nb!

This little girl is too strong.

Yu Wenzhou sighed in his heart, feeling a rare admiration.

Maybe he knows the reason why Huang Shaotian is obsessed with Rong Yan...

But he will not relent because of this.

Yu Wenzhou operated methodically, dodging hand/mine bullets falling from the sky with ease, but even so, Soksar's health dropped quickly.

Under this wave of chaos/thunder, the blood volumes of both sides were finally evened out again.

But if the person opposite Yu Wenzhou is Trichosanthes...

The magic scholar may have fallen under the staff long ago.

Yu Wenzhou's mind changed, but his hands kept working.

However, it still cannot change the result...

Soksar raised his staff and cast the last spell.

Zhaoyang Feiyan fell.

Yu Wenzhou sighed softly, feeling a little regretful.

——Soxar's remaining health volume, 1%.