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Lord Grim: [Arena? You are quite confident! 】

Wulang: [Yes, senior, facing a master of your level, the map you choose is probably the same, and even the terrain will be used by you, so it is better to be simpler and faster. 】

Lord Grim: [I thought it would be Sun Xiang or Zhou Zekai. 】

Wulang: [They have more important things to do. 】

Lord Grim: 【Do you think you can do what Huang Shaotian and Wang Jiexi can do? 】

Wulang: [Always have to try. 】

Facing Ye Xiu's trash talk, Jiang Botao was completely unmoved. He concentrated on looking at Lord Grim, approached him very cautiously, and was sent away by Ye Xiu's combo...

"It's still far away." Jiang Botao smiled wryly and shook hands with Ye Xiu: "Congratulations, senior, for winning the 19th consecutive individual competition!"

"It's still early!" Ye Xiu laughed.

"Senior really intends to leave an insurmountable record for the juniors by winning thirty-seven consecutive victories?" Jiang Botao teased.

"That said, I didn't make it to the first individual competition. I still have a chance. Let Xiao Zhou work hard for him." Ye Xiu laughed.

"Hahaha..." Jiang Botao laughed dryly.

While the two were talking, Samsara's Lu Boyuan and Happy's Tang Rou had already walked out of the preparation seats and walked towards their competition seats.

The audience in the field started to shout Lu Boyuan's name again.

At the All-Star Weekend not long ago, it was also an individual event. Lu Boyuan's Yunshan Luan lost to Tang Rou's Soft Mist. The first-year students who joined the league in 2009 are still a bit unattractive.

But Tang Rou remained indifferent, and the two sides shook hands lightly before returning to their respective seats.

Game start……

"Samsara really cares about us!" Old Wei curled his lips. When facing Ye Xiu, he used the arena as his home map, but when facing aggressive players like Tang Rou, he used the maze map she hated the most. .

Bai Mo said with a smile: "This also means that we are taken seriously, doesn't it?"

"I don't think this is a good thing..." Fang Rui sighed.

"Indeed, there is no way to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger and make a fortune." Bai Mo also felt a little regretful.

Lu Boyuan rarely used the obscene flow that he rarely used, relying on constant climbing up and down in the maze to mislead Tang Rou visually, throwing back, throwing, almost every time he could get stuck in Tang Rou's dead corner to attack.

Not surprisingly, Tang Rou lost the individual match.

"That's a good fight, Miss Rou." Bai Mo said with a smile.

"Isn't it consolation?" Tang Rou didn't seem to be affected by her fighting spirit, and asked with a glance.

"That's impossible!" Bai Mo said righteously.

In the third round of the individual competition, Team Samsara sent a professional Assassin player, Wu Qi, whose ID was Cruel and Silent. If one were to describe this guy, he could only be an "ordinary person who doesn't pay attention", especially in a game like Samsara. The team shrouded in the light of Zhou Zekai and Cloud Piercer made Wu Qi even more inconspicuous.

This is the talent most suitable for the Assassin class, and Cruel and Silence is the same as Wu Qi, with an ordinary appearance, without the slightest special point.

"If this guy plays in the team competition, you must keep an eye on him." Old Wei frowned and said, "It's too dangerous."

"Huh? Then Lao Zhang won't overturn the car, right?" Chen Guo was a little nervous.

"That's not true. No matter how unnoticed the individual competition is, it won't be completely ignored. If that's the case, it's not a talent but a supernatural power." Ye Xiu laughed.

Chen Guo heaved a sigh of relief.

The more you get in touch with the professional circle, the more you understand it. Even Tiny Herb, who seems to be very powerful, will capsize in a gutter like Heavenly Sword. No one in the professional arena can ever say that they are absolutely sure of winning, even Ye Xiu is the same.

In the third match, Zhang Jiale relied on alternating positions from far and near to firmly suppress Ruthless Silence, without giving Wu Qi any chance to get close to him, and won the match relatively easily.

At the end of the individual competition, Happy led the Samsara team 2-1 temporarily, but no one wanted to breathe a sigh of relief.

Ring match!

Samsara starter, Sun Xiang, One Autumn Leaf!

The audience had already started shouting for Sun Xiang to go through three, and Sun Xiang also waved his hands at the audience in a very masterly manner before walking onto the competition seats.

"Baozi, just don't get nervous, fight steadily, quickly bring your opponent to the same level as you, and then use your rich experience to defeat him, you know?" Old Wei taught seriously.

Bai Mo rolled his eyes, patted Baozi's shoulder vigorously, and helped the child straighten his collar: "Go, just play happily."

"It's master!" Baozi nodded with a serious expression.

"Just have fun..." Zhang Jiale laughed: "Yes, no matter what, having fun is the main purpose."

"I've always been very happy." Fang Rui nodded decisively.

"As long as I can be in this arena, I am happy enough." Old Wei said deeply.

"No, don't be like this, I'm a little scared." Fang Rui shuddered, and before Lao Wei came over, he turned his head and asked Ye Xiu, "Hey, Lao Ye, are you happy?"

"I'm the same as old Wei. I'm very happy to continue to prove myself on this stage." Ye Xiu touched his pocket, as if he wanted to take out a cigarette, but he didn't light it in the end, so he just held it in his mouth, holding it with his hands With a chin, looking at everything in the arena: "Of course, I will be happier if I win another championship in the process."

"Tch, you're really shameless!" Old Wei expressed his contempt for Ye Xiu's plagiarism and shameless remarks at that time.

"Let's go smoke a cigarette." Ye Xiu patted his buttocks and stood up: "Hurry up and come back, we can still catch up with the start of the steamed stuffed bun competition."

"Let's go." Old Wei also stood up.

Baozi walked to the stage and shook hands with Sun Xiang with a serious expression: "Junior brother, let me see your strength."

"I'm from your uncle!" Sun Xiang, who had already let go of his hand, suddenly felt furious again.

what is this! I still need to show you my own strength! You asked Ye Xiu, Bai Mo, and Zhang Jiale to come up and say this, but what the hell are you, a rascal Xiaobai, what are you doing!

"Junior brother, it's not good to curse people." Baozi said seriously.

"I told you I'm not your junior brother!" Sun Xiang gritted his teeth.

"I know you're complaining that Master didn't always bring you by his side to teach you how to be angry, but..."

"What the fuck, what the hell are you... You and Bai Mo just learned to talk trash!" Sun Xiang panicked.

"Huh?" Baozi was at a loss.

"You two, can we start the match?" The referee walked up and asked helplessly. He didn't really want to come up, but you two have chatted for almost five minutes. I will directly count it as a waiver for both of you!

"Brother, let's talk about it later, let the brother take a good look at your progress."

"What..."