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Dodging sideways and walking slowly, Jack the Ripper in his hand glowed red, slid up, and ripped open his stomach!

There are three red scratches on the sad abdomen, and bleeding and crippling buffs are hung on the body.

The fighter's body sank, and he hooked upwards, and the rogue's fist hit the opponent's forehead fiercely.

According to common sense, this contact is just an ordinary exchange of blood volume, but due to the side effects of disability and paralysis, the sad character is more than a little slower.

Slow down, slow down!

"It's become a rogue style of attack again." Rocky scratched his head: "The people of the Huaxia team are always so weird..."

"After all, it has an absolute advantage. Relying on constant increase in attack speed and early prediction, after spending a lot of blood, it should be able to stabilize the opponent, probably..." Merlin continued with a smile.

It's only in theory, but such a result may not be what both parties want.

One doesn't want to lose, and the other wants to wear three in one.

Get crouched!

Sorrow's complexion is very bad, because this crouching means that he has started to retreat, and facing Tang San who is in a slightly crazy state, he doesn't really want to fight head-on.

No, this is not a concession, it's just to let the opponent's momentum down first.

Sorrow took a deep breath, and manipulated the character to roll to the side in some embarrassment.

"This is just like Tang Hao!" Pan Lin couldn't help but sighed, the strong attack and suppression of the opponent just now made him extremely enjoyable: "I really thought it was a substitution before, although it was also very enjoyable to watch .”

"That's true, but Tang Hao's operation seems to be..." Li Yibo frowned, and said with some uncertainty: "It seems to be more, um..."

Li Yibo also said that he didn't quite come up with it. Although it seemed to be the previous aggressive route, why did it look so much dirtier than before?

If it was before, after the opponent rolled and retreated just now, Tang San's choice of attack should be to press up and continue the fierce attack.

But now... roll to keep up, maintain the rhythm between himself and the opponent, get up and lock his throat, throw sand first, and then slap him up, hold back the hatred, and continue to maintain output.

Let’s say it hasn’t changed, it’s changed, let’s say it’s changed, something seems to be wrong...

Li Yibo scratched his head.

"The blood volume is kept stable at two-for-one or even three-for-one, and the control over the blood volume is a level stronger than before." Xiao Shiqin pushed his glasses: "If it is kept in this state, when the blood volume drops to After 40%, the blood-sucking effect of Jack the Ripper will be triggered, and while stably eliminating the opponent, it can also increase your own blood volume to at least 60%."

"Very good." Wang Jiexi said in a rare way, his expression full of seriousness.

Tang Hao's current performance is worthy of the title.

"Let's see if we can hold it steady." Bai Mo was also looking forward to it.

Damn it, if this goes on, you will lose.

Sorrow's pupils shrunk slightly, because of the large amount of negative effects before, the state of Sorrow's character dropped by about forty percent, and Tang San suppressed the strength and speed that originally had the absolute upper hand.

Sorrow is very uncomfortable now, not to mention that the opponent does not rely on manipulation to crush him to death, but uses the superposition of various negative effects to restrain himself, and he can make accurate judgments after adding a disabled effect every time.

If you want to fight hard, you can cripple the sad hand, if you want to retreat and tidy up, you can cripple his legs, and after fully suppressing the opponent, you can disembowel him to continue to maintain your own blood volume advantage.

Can't go on like this anymore, break the game, need to break the game!

Gritting his teeth sadly, he thought.

Raising his hand, Lightning Lightning Fist made a gesture, but the moment he just raised his hand, Tang Sanda grabbed the hand he just raised, pushed forward with his right foot, turned over, and fell over his shoulder!

Forcibly interrupt!

"He caught the opening hand of the Lightning Light Speed ​​Fist, predicted the opponent's plan before releasing the skill, and blocked the release of the skill to control it... It's the same operation that the warlock used to fight the judoman before." Hercules looked complex Seriously pointing out that as a professional player who is almost mastered in the same fighting style, he obviously instantly saw Tang Hao's approach.

"It's just a coincidence." Michael said with some disdain.

Hercules didn't refute, the rogue's approach was indeed a kind of trickery, the opponent's arms were hung with crippling buffs, hand crippling has a big impact on the release of skills and attack speed, and obviously , sadly a little too underestimated Tang San on the opposite side.

Throwing the opponent to the ground, Tang San threw out a petrol bottle in his hand, completely ignited his sad body, shot the poisonous needle, and painted a new green color on the claws before the opponent got up. .

Not enough, not enough pressure.

Tang Hao had no expression on his face, neither sadness nor joy on his face, nor any turmoil in his heart.

Tang San threw a brick out of his hand, and slapped it hard on the sad back of the head.

This is not enough, it is not enough to make myself a titled player I am looking forward to...

However, this guy's words are only here, right?

Dizziness, burning, poisoning, bleeding, maiming, paralysis...

When Sadness after the dizziness ended was about to roll over and get up, Jack the Ripper's sharp claws clasped his head, pulled him back, gave him a rogue kick, and then gave him another loud slap.

"Now... um, it's like..." Pan Lin scratched his ears, then his eyes lit up, "It's like the boss is teaching his betrayed younger brother a lesson, preparing to cut him into pieces!"

"You're so...ahem, you're such a genius." Li Yibo almost cursed, but he immediately realized that it's still a live broadcast. This kid's money has been deducted, but he's fine! What a sinister boy, you want to use this method to die with me. Fortunately, I saw through your plan in advance...

"That's right, this is the name of the dark night department in the fighting department." Bai Mo smiled with satisfaction, and now the sad body has become a collection of negative buffs, and only one final blinding can reach the big buff. Slam achieved.

It's a pity that the opponent didn't give Tang Hao such a chance, because he was already dead...

【glory】!

Tang San's remaining HP was fifty-two percent, and the remaining mana was forty-three percent.

One wears two has been achieved.

Tang Hao heaved a sigh of relief, sat in the competition booth and began to move his wrist slightly, and there was the last one, trying to recover as much as possible.

Although the characters are in good condition, the consumption of the hands is still not small.

This sad is not a bad opponent, just too confident.

Tang Hao let out a sigh of relief, preconceivedly thinking that he had become a complete wretch, so the early game was more aggressive, and his brain could not effectively deal with accidents other than accidents.

Commonly known as...overload.

And the last one, hurry up, hurry up!

Sad is still a bit of a gentleman, and he didn't make a scene like the previous people, but returned to the player's bench with an ugly face.

"you……"

"Shut up." He cursed sadly and lowly: "Shut up for me, I want to be quiet for a while!"

Leader Cui was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth, and didn't say anything for a long time. This...you really lost, right? Then how the hell can you...

The others in Gaoli looked at each other, and couldn't help giving Sad a thumbs up in their hearts.

"Okay, it's my turn!" A Korean boy stood up.

He is the youngest professional player of the Korean national team and the strongest attacker in the entire Korean team.

ID [Lu Shi], professional battle mage, stick method, title [Dawn].

No one spoke, just silently watching Lu Shi walk onto the competition bench.

"I remember, this guy is the stick method, right?" Bai Mo scratched his head, the stick method is a relatively rare branch among the Huaxia battle mage profession.

Because of Ye Ge's relationship, most players and professional players who choose battle mages use war spears, and so far, in the World Invitational Tournament, there are more battle mages who choose war spears, a weapon with high magic power Yes, there are relatively few battle mages who choose a baton that favors attack speed.

At least, apart from Lu Shi, Bai Mo has never seen another one. Moreover, this kid looks quite young, a manipulative player, I don't know if Tang Hao, who has already played two rounds, can stand it, he is almost able to pass three in one, if he loses, Tang Hao should You will be very unhappy, right?

The map is randomly selected...

【Wasteland Gobi】.

At first, it was hated by all wretched players. After developing a large number of new styles of play, it was listed as the map that all professional players least want to see in the professional arena.

Action tracks can always be left on the soft sand, revealing one's own position, but afterwards, the masters of the wretched style can always rely on this to set up a game, interlocking and making opponents doubt their own IQ.

"What the hell, if I upload this picture, just kill them randomly, okay?" Fang Rui said enviously.

"But in fact, you can only lie here now." Guo Mingyu said with a cheerful smile.

"Your uncle's." Fang Rui pointed a middle finger, glanced at the side quickly, and the topic was quickly ended.

Yu Wenzhou smiled wryly.

In the final analysis, this result was caused by my own carelessness this time, but the teammates around me did not blame themselves. Instead, they were careful not to talk about this topic, and even if it was possible to bring it up, it would end soon.

These guys... How can I have the heart to cheat them again next season.

"It's started, it's started, do you think Tang Hao can really wear three in one?" Huang Shaotian asked quickly.

"I don't know, isn't Sun Xiang doing all of this kid's data analysis? Huh? Where's Sun Xiang?" Fang Rui asked curiously.

"Here... I have diarrhea again." Sun Xiang walked out of the bathroom with some exhaustion, and glanced at the content on the TV: "It's this kid."

"Tell me?"

"The only guy in the Korean team who doesn't feel too annoying. He will occasionally fight with him in the competition uniform. He is a battle mage who is good at attack speed..." Sun Xiang sat on the bed, thought for a while and said, "Your age seems to Not too big, about the same age as Blue Rain's Lu Hanwen, but much stronger in terms of strength, he is the only professional player in Korea who has never encountered the rookie wall, and his genius level is about the same as mine."

"Uh...the last sentence is redundant." Fang Rui said tactfully.

"..." Sun Xiang glanced at Fang Rui speechlessly.

"Then what do you think Tang Hao said in this round?" Guo Mingyu asked curiously.

Sun Xiang froze for a moment, then shook his head: "If it was the previous Tang Hao, he would definitely lose, but the current Tang Hao... well, but, only has more than 50% of his blood volume, um..."

Sun Xiang began to get tangled up. Even if he fought by himself, he couldn't think so much. It would be too troublesome to calculate the winning percentage. Why think so much? But try harder next time, why do you want to be so complicated!

"Okay, this guy is starting to overload his brain, so don't bother with him." Fang Rui nodded contentedly.

"Everyone is a patient, so cruel?"

"Is it a lot better to see someone worse than you?"

"That's true..."

Tang Hao calmly looked at the opponent who entered the map, the game has entered the final countdown, ten seconds.

Unexpectedly, I also started to use the styles I hated the most...Why? Before, why did you hate this style of play? Is it really annoying...

Tang Hao pondered, no, it seems not...

It seemed that it was because of the Berserker.

When I was still in Baihua, I ran into Sun Xiang who was still in Yueyun. At that time, he was not using a battle mage.

That year, all the glory was concentrated on that guy.

Are you envious?

For sure... Tang Hao suddenly laughed for no reason. At that time, he was thinking, since he couldn't beat the professional players of his same period, then he had to be a different one.

A rogue doesn't necessarily have to use those methods to win, it can also rely on frontal attacks to crush opponents to death.

After that, it was the All-Star Invitational Tournament, and I really proved that I was right...

But is there really nothing wrong with it?

There is nothing wrong with some of the comments on the Internet. If you pursue a fierce style of play, relying on your own performance at the time, it is not difficult for Hundred Blossoms to create a fighter account for yourself, but why...

Because, if you choose a fighter, there will always be a mountain pressing down on it, right?

Therefore, choose the rogue yourself, and use the rogue as a fighter.

It is indeed very strong, and he used this skill to become the number one rogue, but is this really a rogue? Or is it just a fighter who has been approved of a layer of rogue skin.

How despicable, in fact, I have never been so aboveboard, and even Xingxin is not as good as that idiot hooligan... Tang Hao laughed, this may be the reason why his strength has been stagnant, right?

Can't really recognize myself.

But now, Tang Hao has really reconciled with the past, and really wants to accept the profession of hooligan...

I like the profession of hooligans.

Tang Hao took a deep breath, the ten-second countdown had come to an end.

And now, I have accepted everything about it.

Come.