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Chapter 131 Chapter131
At the beginning of the team game, both sides chose obviously different tactical directions. Under the command of Yan Duzhou, the Tianqi Battle team went straight into the main city, while the ACE team chose to swim in the desert full of quicksand.
For a time, the two teams were separated in two places, and there was no intention to take the initiative to search for the place.
Moments later, the ACE team was the first to compromise, evacuated from the main city and began a blanket search for the Apocalypse team.
Soon, the two sides officially met in the ruins in the lower left corner of the main city.
The apocalypse team, which had a preemptive geographical advantage, took the lead in launching a fierce offensive before the ACE team responded.
Qiu Zhiyuan's Tomahawk fighter bore the brunt, opening a state of blood anger and wielding a huge axe head-on towards Cheng Yuri's shadow swordsman. Park Xinyang seems to be in order to win back the face of the individual competition, the first step to stop between the two, cover Cheng Yuri in the first time to avoid the edge.
"A stinky man!" The unhappy look on Qiu Zhiyuan's face flashed by, and she was not picky about eating, so she simply chopped an axe into the face of the magic swordsman.
"be careful, the assassin is gone!" Lowe glanced around and soon noticed that there were only four people in the opposing team, and immediately became vigilant.
With the heat of the war, Gan Yucheng's assassin never appeared in the public view, and became the biggest hidden danger of the apocalypse team.
Through the perspective of God on the big screen, the audience could clearly see a man dressed in black hiding behind the ruins not far away, bending his body and moving cautiously around the perimeter, like a beast ready to hunt its prey, temporarily reining in the edge of its claws.
"gathering fire becomes Yuri." After Yan Duzhou made a decision, the black mage's staff was raised and began to sing first.
Song Lan completed this turn of fire with excellent execution, and the shadow swordsman completed the position in an instant under the opening of the ghost sprint, and once again stopped the shadow swordsman who was being transferred under Cheng Yuri's operation, and split it head-on with a flash of light on the long sword.
At the same time, Lowe's demon hunter has also fired a poisoned arrow, which lowers the opponent's gas and blood value for a moment.
In the face of such a sudden and violent offensive, Cheng Yuri still had a calm look on his face. He has obviously faced this fire-gathering mode of the whole team for too many times. in this extremely targeted case, he only swept so acutely across the surrounding terrain that the shadow swordsman quickly turned to the right while taking a leap back to the distance. suddenly, while hiding behind the broken wall, it cut off the line of sight from others.
The court was caused an uproar by his exquisite operation, but it soon boiled again.
This time, it is because of Yan Dudou's accurate judgment.
Thousands of dark clouds gathered over the map, with the end of the Black Master singing, thousands of thunder in the roar straight down, between lightning and thunder, accurately fell on the shadow swordsman, a huge amount of damage instantly depressed more than half of the other party's spirit and blood.
What a beautiful prediction! Cheng Yuri's look flashed with a trace of surprise, and he couldn't help saying hello for his opponent. Glancing at the black-robed mage in the corner of the big screen, he thought of the man behind the operation, and the bottom of his eyes was a little more respectful.
The man who has been mentioned countless times by the head coach, no member of the ACE team, will have any intention of slackening.
Before the distance opened in this moment of change by the other side once again close, Cheng Yuri calmly and decisively quickly back, in the moment into the scope of the spell, the shepherd's holy light flashed on his body, the breathless shadow swordsman once again returned to the safe blood limit.
Park Zhiyin did not stay much, and then once again to Cheng Yuri's shadow sword courtesy of a continuous blood technique, the operation of the priest quickly stepped back a few steps, and the front pulled to a safe distance.
At the same time, an Zhengzhe's ghost Taoist priest has completed the chanting of the law, and the towering door rises, standing between the two teams, so that the tense war situation slows down instantly after the pause of this time.
Steady! It's so stable!
Such tacit cooperation, so that the entire ACE team seems to use an invincible iron wall in general, so that people can not find any opportunity to break through.
The trio, who had just finished the team match, seemed to be caught in a sense of powerlessness as if they had no way to start the previous game, and for a moment they were vaguely in a daze.
"have a good game!" Yan Duzhou's undisturbed voice came through the voice channel, pulling back their thoughts in an instant.
Yes, at this time, there is no time for them to be decadent! With a shock in the hearts of all, the operation in their hands became more and more chilly in an instant.
However, in the moment of trance, Cheng Yuri, who was still in retreat one moment ago, suddenly forced him to come back and live directly in front of the shadow swordsman who was close to Song Lan.
Such a sudden offensive made Song Lan's operation chaotic for 0.5 seconds, but it was only such a moment of hesitation that the land under his feet suddenly loosened and the vines stretched out firmly imprisoned him in the same place.
The empty thorns of ghost Taoists.
Then, with the huge injury caused by the Shadow Sword, a flame of spark fell on the side, as if igniting the yellow sand in an instant, burning the surrounding layers wantonly at the moment of landing, and instantly expanded into a sea of fire.
"hold on!" Xing Shihan quickly came to help when he noticed the situation, put a blessing shield on Song Lan's shadow swordsman, and released a big trick, which made his teammates'qi and blood value temporarily keep balance when they rebounded rapidly while full of buff.
However, before he released his tricks again, a huge figure seemed to appear out of thin air, attacking him head-on at the same time, almost encroaching on his entire computer screen.
The sense of panic in the team game is still fresh in my mind, and while Xing Shihan took a leap back, he subconsciously called out for help: "the assassin is here!"
This time, Lowe was well prepared. Almost at this moment, the bow and arrow in his hand was ready to be shot. When he saw that he was about to hit, he saw that the figure faintly flashed and suddenly disappeared again from the eyes of the public.
It's a fake! not good! The expression on John's face at the time of Xing looked ugly for a moment.
"Speed back!"
Yan Duzhou's voice finally made him react, and it was only then that he found that the distance between himself and Song Lan had been out of the scope of spellcasting again. He immediately gave himself an acceleration skill and rushed there again, but it was already too late.
The assassin who should have sacrificed in front of him at the time of execution was the shadow swordsman who had counterattacked Song Lan in an instant.
After singing decisively, the black mage of Yan Duzhou attacked the encirclement wantonly, and the huge group damage reduced the speed of the two brittle melee qi and blood visible to the naked eye. however, because of Park Zhiyin's perfect blood recovery skills standing not far away, he finally failed to complete the head harvest.
Song Lan's shadow swordsman wanted to kill one person with Yan Duzhou's magic damage, but this time Gan Yucheng did not choose to kill directly, but directly cooperated with Cheng Yuri's shadow swordsman. In the encirclement and suppression at the same time very accurate use of the distance between the two sides to control their own blood limit.
Song Lan's shadow swordsman gritted his teeth and released the last blow at the bloody assassin at the last moment of his fall.
However, the light of the priest's healing fell, and the breath and blood saved at the critical moment finally reduced his struggle to silence.
The first drop of blood broke out, and Song Lan's computer screen was completely dimmed.
Such a change instantly brought about a thorough change in the situation, and once the number of people in the battle was superior, the offensive of the ACE team became more decisive in an instant.
Cheng Yuri's shadow swordsman and Gan Yucheng's assassin rushed to Yan Duzhou's black mage at full speed. Xing Shihan lamented for his mistake before, at the same time, he was anxious to rush to support, but he was stopped by an Zhengzhe's ghost Taoist priest. Lowe turned to an Zhengzhe to help his teammates get away, but because of the strong support of Park Zhiyin's pastor in the rear, an Zhengzhe completely ignored his offensive harassment. For a moment, the focus of the whole audience fell on Yan Duzhou's one-on-two.
Two melee, a long-range mage, this should be one-sided situation, but in the precise and perfect skills of convergence and micro-positioning, for a time to show a balance to the public.
This man is really strong! Cheng Yuri's eyes were full of excitement, and the shadow swordsman, under his operation, each offensive was getting closer and closer to the point.
The whole audience was silent. Looking at the 1V2 pictures that belonged to the top contestants, only felt that the huge tension almost made them forget to cheer and could only lock up every action like this.
In the absence of a therapeutic profession, the gas and blood values of both sides continued to decline, and the tense atmosphere immediately became heavier and heavier.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes.
The whole fight picture gorgeously resembles a movie, in ten thousand kinds of attention, finally ushered in the end.
The black mage of Yan Duozhou finally emptied his qi and blood, but at the last second, when Gan Yucheng was about to breathe a sigh of relief, with a black photoelectric falling on him, the assassin's qi and blood was also emptied at the same time.
One for one! Under the situation of one against two, Yan Duzhou still completed one for one!
Shouting and cheering are not enough to express people's feelings at the moment, but the audience at this moment is unable to make any sound.
Because in such a brief moment, Cheng Yuri paid no attention to the sacrifice of his teammates and did not hesitate to shift the front again and forced Xing Shihan's sacrifice.
No one had time to respond, not even time to remind him. He just turned the fire quickly and decisively, together with an Zhengzhe's complete firepower suppression, and finished the harvest again after 5 seconds of the appearance of the previous head.
It was like the beginning of a killing, or the end of the killing, and the apocalypse team, which lost its healing profession, has been defeated ever since.
"this man is really scary." Lin Xiao looked at the picture of the end of the battle on the big screen for a moment of silence, looked up at Cheng Yuri coming out of the war room, his eyes flashed, and after a moment, he finally sighed with a deep sigh, "if only Lao Yan were a few years younger."
Like it or not, they have to admit that sometimes the passage of time, while bringing complete on-the-spot experience, does affect the performance of professional players.
The big screen cut to the members of the apocalypse team who came out of the battle room, their eyes glistening with tears, but the man walking in front still had such a straight back and a calm look.
Yan Duzhou felt the line of sight cast from all over the field, took a deep breath, miraculously did not expect the complex emotions, but had a sense of relief. It is as if something heavy on the shoulder has been completely removed, and the sweaty back is slowly blown by the wind, which makes the cool and comfortable feeling inexplicably calm.
It's over. E-sports 's career, which belongs to him, is finally over at this moment.
The author has something to say: goodbye, apocalypse; goodbye, Yan team.