Chapter 125 Who Is Coming?

Amidst the rain of chaos! Glancing at the top of the screen, which indicated that the opponent's blood volume was beginning to decline, Old Wei showed a proud smile on his face.

"This warlock..." The expert will know if there is one as soon as he makes a move. Although the move of facing the wind seems to be an understatement, it contains a lot of things.

The little ammunition in the last game was obviously a newcomer at first glance, but the warlock with a dirty mouth now was the opposite of him, a pure veteran!

The other members of Huangfeng looked at each other. The match that they originally thought was a sure thing now looks like it will probably have twists and turns.

[The location where the two-player map is refreshed each time is not fixed. The relative positions of the two sides are determined, so that you can determine the birthplace of your opponent from your own birthplace. This is obviously what Lao Wei did. ] Su Muqiu floated beside Li Wen: [After observing the opponent's equipment and calculating his own speed, he delineated the possible location of the opponent, and used the range skills in the Rain of Chaos to determine whether his guess was correct, and the hand of death. The attack range is far beyond that of ordinary scepters, and it can also mislead opponents. 】

"In other words, was the previous provocation also part of Boss Wei's tactics?" Li Wen nodded thoughtfully.

"That's right, this old guy is taking advantage of his opponent's eagerness to fight him immediately, so he can judge the general route. After he changes his position slightly, he will almost start to attack." Lu Liang nodded. , he thought Li Wen was asking him.

Weak, weak, weak, weak! The current Royal Style team is far less capable than the first and second seasons!

Old Wei moved with his scepter pointed upward, and saw you, there!

Hiding behind the tombstone, the scepter in his hand is pointed upward. Xu Huiliu was operating his boxing master and constantly observing the surroundings. Since he didn't hear any movement just now, he deduced that the approximate location of his opponent should be...

While Xu Huiliu was looking for a position to set up his formation in the wind, two sorcerer's spells fell from the sky and landed on his head.

Where did it fly from? Parabolic casting? This is so deep for a warlock to understand... I can't tell the specific location!

A perfect parabola? Li Wen was stunned for a moment. Sure enough, people cannot be judged by appearance, and sea water cannot be measured. I didn't expect that Boss Wei's mathematical attainments were so deep!

[Tsk, tsk, tsk, what are you thinking about? Seeing that Lao Wei is full of words every day and has no formal idioms, but only scratches out words and is a scholar who can read half of the words, you should know that he has not gone to much school, right? ] Su Muqiu smiled helplessly: [These things were all realized by him in Glory. If you tell him what a parabola is, he probably won't know what it is, but if you tell him the angle and distance of casting a spell at high altitude, he will He can explain it to you, and what’s even more frightening is that almost everything he said is right...]

Li Wen smiled and looked at Old Wei, who looked calm but still looked nervous.

These pioneering generations are the most admirable people...

Is this guy a human or a ghost? Xu Huiliu, who was frantically looking for traces of Yingfeng's formation, was really panicking now. He kept expanding the search area, but he didn't even see the shadow of the other party.

On the contrary, after eating several cursed arrows, burning arrows and shadow flames, his blood volume was extremely unhealthy.

Moreover, since just now, this old guy has never spoken a word again!

Facing this opponent, Xu Huiliu thought of a person who, in his opinion, was completely unrelated to the guy in front of him except for the same profession.

Captain of Team Blue Rain, operator of Soksar, Yu Wenzhou!

This handicap recognized by the professional league rarely participates in individual competitions. The few times he does appear in individual competitions, his playing style is almost exactly the same as that of the warlock in front of him!

On the opposite side, shouldn't Yu Wenzhou be the one to fight on his behalf?

What are you thinking about? He is just an ordinary little warlock... Xu Huiliu quickly gave up the idea.

And just for this slight moment of hesitation, Old Wei's original calculation was disrupted, and the direction of the warlock's spell trajectory was seen by the opponent.

over there!

Xu Huiliu was overjoyed, activated his status skills and rushed in that direction.

"What the hell, did you make a mistake! You were so stunned during the game, you are such a bullshit professional player!" Old Wei cursed angrily.

Xu Huiliu's face turned red. Fortunately, he was wearing headphones. His teammates didn't hear it and thought it was his plan.

Finally I see you!

The Crouching Tiger Tengxiang was activated, and he immediately thought of setting up a formation to face the wind and stepped over, close to the body, and kicked high!

Old Wei cursed and wanted to resist, but Xu Huiliu was not willing to give him a chance. He finished with the last Overlord Fist and took away the wind formation.

Xu Huiliu wasn't relieved just when he saw Yingfeng Formation falling down. He let out a sigh of relief when the word "Glory" appeared on his computer.

"Damn, that's so bad. Damn, it's not professional at all." Old Wei shook his head and stood up with a long sigh.

"It's really bad luck." Fang Shijing shook his head.

"Isn't that right? Lao Lu, hurry up and ask Tian Sen to fire that kid." Lao Wei lit a cigarette depressedly: "It was just a little bit close, it was really just a little bit close!"

"Okay, okay, who will come next?" Lu Liang shook his head helplessly.

"I'll do it." Sun Zheping, who had been sitting aside with his arms folded, stood up, walked to the computer and sat down.

"Then leave it to Senior Sun." Bai Shu, who originally wanted to take over the next individual match, sat down again. He was not sure that he could win the next individual match. Although the purpose of the friendly match was to test The gap between the current Embers and the official professional teams, but if the individual competition is zero-blocked, it will not look good after all.

Sun Zheping sat down and put on his headphones: "Who's coming?"

It was short, but the confidence contained in it made everyone at Huangfeng stunned.

"Who is this person? How do you feel..." Although it was just two short words, it brought a lot of pressure to Shen Wanhe.

"Let me take a look at his profession... mad swordsman?"

"Why does this voice sound familiar to me?"

"I don't know, who wants to go up?"

"Old Zeng, how about you come up?"

"I want to compete in the ring..."

For a moment, the members of Huangfeng subconsciously started to push away.

Frightened.

Tian Sen frowned and looked around. Originally, he wanted to fight with Senior Lu Liang, but looking at the current situation... Tian Sen sighed in his heart. It seems that the decline of the imperial style is not without internal reasons. !

Moreover, this voice, this tone and intonation really make people feel very familiar...

Ahem, there are only three updates for today! I played games a little late yesterday, and then when I was sleeping during the day, my friend called me to say birthday. He probably wanted to drink. If he didn't drink too much, he would probably make up for it in the early morning, but there is a high probability that it won't happen. Everyone, go to bed early!