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Originally, the sharpshooter's style should be to constantly pull out output and fight a war of attrition. But in Su Lan's hands, he is like a ninja running around. At first glance, the weapon in his hand looks like a revolver, but in fact it can also be a pair of daggers. A straight row of bullets can be rapid-fire or an assassin's arc flash.

You know, although the skills possessed by such a character are slightly inferior to those of an individual player, they are definitely not less than any profession of the same level.

The light of ice and fire splashed around Han Yanrou's body, along with the blood mist.

Su Lan's typing speed was very fast, because he knew that although Tang Rou, who seemed to be smiling, was typing on the keyboard without hesitation.

Green's skills come quickly and cool down even faster, so his attacks will be even more fierce. Under the endless barrage of bullets and sword flashes, physical skills to break the moves are also indispensable.

It was this lightning-fast and gale-like attack that made Tang Rou more serious.

After all, this is not as simple as fighting against an ordinary single profession. This character that can be called three professions in one makes this "guidance match" more meaningful.

"You didn't let me win, did you?" Tang Rou raised her eyebrows and looked at Su Lan's eyes that were vaguely visible behind her bangs.

"No..." Su Lan said, and then added hesitantly: "...right?"

In this moment of distraction, Han Yanrou, who was still floating in the air, turned her spearhead towards Lv Rulan's eyebrows - flames instantly exploded all over Lv Rulan's face.

The stiffness interrupted the opponent's graceful performance and opened the shackles that restricted Han Yanrou from exerting her strength.

Tianji lifted up the tall body of Green Ru Lan, and the seven dazzling patterns on Han Yanrou's body that had been in standby mode were burning at this moment. The Glory 3D rendering skills were fully demonstrated at this moment: seven halos fell like meteors, but were several times more vast than them.

Shining with various beneficial lights, Han Yanrou leaped up with her spear in hand, but several bullets that suddenly exploded swallowed up the light all over her body.

The ice spikes following closely caught up with the battle mage and dragged him into the smoke.

In the misty environment, Tang Rou only took a few glances before controlling her character to raise her spear and stab in one direction.

Outside the smoke, a different scene was seen: various lights and shadows kept exploding, and at the end, a scarlet edge suddenly ignited. The smoke stopped immediately, and only one figure rushed out of the fragments holding a spear. It was just a flash attack, just a forward rush, but the rhythm changed again and again.

The spear tip fell on Green Ru Lan's body, and the spear shadow was raised into a fan shape without hesitation.

Under the seemingly impenetrable attack, Lu Rulan seized a gap, but instead of using a physical skill to escape, he turned around and shot through Han Yanrou's fine hair...

He turned around and struck, and then turned around nimbly, and a rapid blood mist flew up from behind.

The two swords, one white and one black, intertwined to form a net that looked like yin and yang, black and white. The bright red blood drops slowly dyed the white red.

Pong!

Han Yanrou threw a handful of cherry blossoms forward, but was pushed back with a gust of wind, interrupting countless of Green Ru Lan's ready-to-use killing skills.

Landing, Green Like Blue landed on his back, but the former quickly flew back and hit the round dance stick to sweep the sharpshooter, and the dazzling pattern refreshed behind him burst out again.

"Hey, you better fight slowly, what if your hand gets hurt?" Su Lan saw the battle mage in front of him setting fire everywhere like a mad dog, and the afterimage of the spear was like a torrential rain, but it only made the flames more vigorous. It seemed that this sentence was just a word of encouragement in Tang Rou's ears.

"Do you want to win so much..." Su Lan took out a bottle of hand care spray from the system space while speaking.

Puffy!

The green-as-blue muzzle fired several shots forward. With the scattered power, the two revolvers were like a shotgun. The flying blood showed that the damage of these shots was no joke.

The flames from all directions subsided a little at this time, and the green and blue bullet screen and knife light were no longer so turbulent, but the blood splashing on the opponent's body was not small. Tang Rou held the mouse tightly with a smile on her face, but the beads of sweat running down her fair cheeks were enough to show how difficult the opponent was.

Unfortunately, Su Lan's palms were only slightly moist.

For Hei Chan and Bai Zhu, breaking through the opponent's attack is as easy as taking something from a bag.

But this moment is more than that.

Under the rapid attack, the two swords would retreat from time to time, blocking and dissolving the attack from the center of gravity of the spear. It was just a back and forth attack, and the opponent's blood volume would not drop at a slower rate.

Tang Rou would not give up just like that. She knew Su Lan's strength clearly, but she would not give up at any point in any duel.

Even against the wind.

The crackling sound like firecrackers had confused the remaining diners for a long time. They originally thought that the firecrackers were set off in the square outside the store where passengers waiting for flights could have fun. But now they finally discovered the two handsome men and beautiful women sitting in the corner.

However, the diners' attention soon shifted from the two people's faces to their hands, which were so fast that they could break the keyboard in one stroke.

Damn, with this hand speed, how many people’s family trees can be protected!

The hesitant diners initially put down their chopsticks and leaned forward to watch the great man from afar, and slowly a few people left their seats with their drinks, moved their stools to the back of the two men and watched closely.

Tang Rou was sitting opposite. She had originally looked up at Su Lan, but now she saw a table of onlookers behind Su Lan out of the corner of her eye. She couldn't help but cough lightly and kicked Su Lan's calf under the table.

"What's wrong?" Su Lan was still operating and subconsciously looked back to see a guy standing there like a telephone pole. There were also many people next to him who found the best viewing spot in various postures.

"Excuse me, could you please continue if you don't mind?" The diner took a sip of happy water and was so absorbed in staring at the screen that he noticed the other person's gaze. After apologizing, he didn't know whether he should leave.

"Just don't record the video." Su Lan said.

“Okay.” The diner nodded and patted his companion who was about to take out his phone.

Seeing that his companion glared at him, the diner expressed his meaning with his eyes. The two of them exchanged glances again and again, and were finally interrupted by the exclamations of several other onlookers.

"Mist grass!"

When the two exchanged glances, Han Yanrou used various high-damage skills to chase after her health. Lu Rulan had no intention of dodging and blocked a few attacks, letting go of two medium-damage skills.

The battle mage, who was in a window of opportunity, launched the most common Dragon Fang, but was immediately blocked by Green Like Blue's slender legs. After turning around, the two swords were already swung out, and the short stiffness caused by the wrong stab was enough for Green Like Blue to retreat.

Han Yanrou, who had just come out of control, used a powerful move to ruthlessly sweep Lu Rulan off the ground...

...didn’t sweep it up!

Almost at the moment when Basui made his move, Lu Rulan turned over and raised his left knee, causing the character to lean back immediately, while the domineering form was unfolded in less than a second.

It was this dominant body that allowed him to avoid fatal control.

In just this moment, the opponent entered the afterswing.

In just a moment, the sight fell before he was ready to attack.

A shot from Peng made Han Yanrou fall to the ground.

"A sniper rifle!" An old sharpshooter player nearby couldn't help but sigh. Although the name seemed to have become popular only recently, he was also a sharpshooter after all, so he recognized it without hesitation.

Tang Rou stopped her hands, took the tissue handed to her by Su Lan and wiped the sweat off her face, then saw the other party handing her a white medicine bottle.

"Spray it after every day, and don't wash your hands for fifteen minutes." Su Lan calmly added several diners as friends, and silently blocked Tang Rou's friend requests.