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"Bai Mo is out!"

"The time to be out is longer than I expected. Now the problem is how to get rid of the three people who have been dumped in reincarnation." Li Yibo shook his head: "But there is another big master Fang who is obscene. Rui, one can imagine that today's round is probably the longest round among the ten rounds, right?"

"I'm afraid it will be like this, and Fang Rui probably will be able to survive to the end." Pan Lin nodded repeatedly.

"Let's look at the moment just now, the little hands were cold and wanted to increase Moriarty's blood volume, but the wave-free side-sliding step took the damage of this shot, but it was harmless, and the wave-free three-stroke combo was Under the light of the Sacred Commandments, Laughing Song took away Moriarty who was in white ink, and helped Lu Boyuan push back Ye Xiu's Lord Grim..." Li Yibo, who was originally impassioned, fell silent suddenly, his brows were furrowed, It seems to be thinking about something.

"What's wrong, Brother Li?" Pan Lin asked curiously.

"It's nothing, I was just thinking, it seems like five minutes have passed, right?" Li Yibo asked.

"Let me take a look at the time... since Wulang and Xiaoge Ziruo supported, it seems to be twenty-seven minutes past five," Pan Lin said.

"But during these five minutes, Cloud Piercer and One Autumn Leaf didn't seem to arrive, right?" Li Yibo continued to ask.

Even the director couldn't bear these two mystifying things, so he directly pulled the camera to the other side.

Zhang Jiale has delayed half of the time, and there is still half of the time that he can complete the previous promise that seemed impossible to realize at all.

ten minutes!

Dante seemed to be dancing, the two guns kept firing alternately, his hand speed had soared to his previous limit, and the chaotic sound of keyboard tapping kept ringing in Zhang Jiale's player room.

It seems that thousands of bees are dancing wildly, but it also has a different meaning. Carnival movements are played outside the screen, while master-level visual art is staged on the screen!

The ammunition of various colors is constantly switching, and it is so fast that it is impossible to see how Dante is switching bullets, and there are also various grenades interspersed with it. Dante is constantly performing his own art like this!

Damn, how can this old thing be in such a state!

One Autumn Leaf dodged a few incendiary bullets sideways, but soon another incendiary grenade was thrown towards him. In desperation, he had to retreat and missed a good opportunity to attack again. Zhou Zekai didn't seem to be in better condition than One Autumn Leaf Although it looks more mobile and more gorgeous, it will also be disrupted by the endless light curtain effects to disrupt the original attack rhythm!

"How long has Zhang Jiale's offensive rhythm been around?" Pan Lin asked blankly.

"I... I don't know either!" Li Yibo was equally stunned. If he didn't understand for a while, he wouldn't even think that Zhang Jiale was fighting two, but Cloud Piercer and One Autumn Leaf were fighting one Jiale.

While it doesn't sound that different, it's actually quite different.

How long did Zhang Jiale last? The director quickly gave the answer, and a small screen appeared next to the big screen, replaying the five minutes ago.

Five minutes, a full five minutes of high-intensity operation, isn't Zhang Jiale tired?

Tired? It seems to be tired, right?

How can Zhang Jiale have time to think about that now, he is just enjoying such a process, professional life? win or lose? breakthrough?

To hell with all this! Now it's a madness, a carnival!

Let's play together!

Of course, the match between Samsara and Xingxin was also broadcast on the Internet, and many people watched it, even more lively than the atmosphere at the scene.

[Are you all so arrogant? 】

【Are all the people who come out of Xingxin like this? 】

【Why hasn't Zhang Jiale gotten out of the Glory Professional League yet? 】

[It is conceivable that the team that houses such a guy is a garbage team. 】

[Reincarnation will win! 】

[One hit two? Zhang Jiale really couldn't see himself clearly! 】

This was Zhang Jiale's resolutely one-against-two-time speech on the bullet screen, a uniform disdain and abuse for Zhang Jiale, and it didn't take much thinking to know that these were fans of the former Hundred Blossoms team.

But until now, there was even a blank screen for a while.

All the trolls shut their mouths for a moment. They also saw Zhang Jiale's struggle and struggle, saw Zhang Jiale's insanity beyond everything, and saw that Zhang Jiale was also so crazy that year, leading Team Hundred Blossoms to the finals alone , I also saw how fanatically I used to worship the person on the screen who seemed to have almost changed.

Zhang Jiale, do you really want to win? Just so eager? But why can't you stay in Baihua?

[Although I have scolded you many times, I still don't intend to forgive you until now, but today, Zhang Jiale cheers for me and Baihua. 】

[Zhang Jiale come on. 】

【come on! 】

[What the hell, kill it! 】

[I will apologize to you for the dry gun king and the fighting god! 】

[Since you can fight, don't be so useless! 】

More and more barrages of support for Zhang Jiale began to appear, even overwhelming the fans of the home team Samsara. Some of the spectators who were watching the Hundred Blossoms game also came here, plus the local fans of Xingxin. There are other comments.

Seven minutes and thirty seconds...

"Click!"

The lighter was turned on, and Old Wei took a deep breath on nearly half of the cigarette, and exhaled almost not much smoke.

Cool...you did a great job, Mr. Zhang!

Old Wei laughed, jealous? What the hell, even if I'm jealous, I have to be jealous, let's go, let's go!

"Well, sir, smoking is not allowed here..." The staff member turned back just now, looking at Old Wei smoking with a speechless expression.

"Oh, wait a minute, did you sneak back in such a short time?" Old Wei asked in surprise.

"I'm just in charge of this small position. By the way, you seem to be from Xingxin? Didn't you just say that you want to wait for your teammates to celebrate?" The staff took the old Wei's hand. Stuffed out the cigarette and asked.

"Then why did you leave just now!" Old Wei was annoyed.

"Oh, because it's obvious that Xingxin can't win, I think you can't smoke this cigarette, so I left. Who knew that I saw you smoking just as soon as I turned around." The staff shrugged.

"But, I won now." Old Wei said with a smile.

"Win? Isn't the result out yet?" The staff member asked suspiciously, obviously he was just a staff member in the venue.

"Old Zhang has already won, let's see what's going on in the arena." Old Wei smiled and said, "There's no sound, they already know why."

The New God stands unstoppable.

This is [artist] carnival!