Fang Qingyao was also a little surprised by the sudden change in Wu Feng's fighting style...

Moreover, she tried it two or three times, and neither she could successfully get rid of Wu Feng's pursuit, nor her positioning or light skills.

Now Wu Feng is like a shark that has already smelled the bloody smell of prey, following Fang Qingyao extremely madly, biting her tightly, feeling like she will never give up.

Faced with this situation, Fang Qingyao decisively chose to turn around and fight back!

The frost shadow under your feet cut into the Buddha's light and fighting spirit in seconds!

In terms of output, Sword Emei is definitely not a waste of time. It is usually a trap mainly based on skill output.

No one expected that in this game, a long-range sword Emei fought against a trap Tang Sect, which was supposed to make a living by relying on skills, but it turned into an extremely bloody face-to-head!

"No, Fang Qingyao's blood volume seems to be faster than expected... Emei, who was driving the Buddha's light and fighting spirit, actually competed for output but never fought for a trap Tang Sect?" Tang Yiyao looked at the comparison of the blood volume between Fang Qingyao and Wu Feng, and said with a frown.

The game has only been over ten seconds, and Fang Qingyao and Wu Feng have fought more than ten times.

However, Fang Qingyao, who originally had an advantage of about 30% of his health, now has less than 20% of his health!

In the same time, how could the output gap between the two sides be so big?!

"Wu Feng's equipment should be specially designed for ordinary output. The three surnames of the attack speed, movement speed, and general attack should have a significant bonus. Moreover, in fact, the basic general attack surname set by Sword War for this trap Tang Sect was not low, but the chances of the Tang Sect have few close friends. No one has ever tried to fight the Tang Sect, which is mainly based on ordinary attacks, so everyone has the misunderstanding of the fact that the Tang Sect's ordinary output cannot be... " Yang Yuchen was surprised when he heard Tang Yiyao's words, and then looked at the situation on the battlefield carefully before speaking.

While Yang Yuchen was explaining, the director promptly inserted Wu Feng's equipment surname page next to the live broadcast screen of the game.

When the audience on the field saw that as Yang Yuchen said, Wu Feng's basic equipment, the top three of the top three are all general attacks, moving speed and attack speed.

"However, if the equipment attack is only different, the output will be different, but it cannot be so outrageous?" Yang Yuchen's explanation just convinced the audience, but he himself thought something was wrong. Looking at the scene of the game, he fell into deep thought again.

"Haha, it's the hit rate!" Chen Bin looked at Yang Yuchen and was also confused, and smiled and helped him solve the mystery.

"Yes! Wu Feng is in a melee battle. He wants to hit his opponent more simply than Fang Qingyao at the long range. In addition, his top back-and-turning action and vision control, whenever he hits Fang Qingyao three times, Fang Qingyao can only hit him twice! If this continues, the situation will be very unfavorable to Fang Qingyao!" Chen Bin was just a small reminder, and Yang Yuchen suddenly realized.

Fang Qingyao on the field naturally had already discovered that she was completely at a disadvantage when she fought head-on.

"I underestimated the enemy just now!" Fang Qingyao shook his head in a little annoyed, but the game was not over yet, and her health was still ahead of Wu Feng. She moved her fingers and switched the halo under her feet again.

"Flowing Water Jue, Fang Qingyao finally changed his move, and switched the Buddha's light fighting spirit under his feet to Flowing Water Jue." As soon as Fang Qingyao took action, Tang Yiyao said immediately.

The 55th level skill of the Flowing Water Jue, Sword Emei, will increase the speed of all friendly units within 100 meters after opening it by 25%.

"Fang Qingyao changed his thinking. It seemed that he wanted to widen the distance and use the advantages of the distance to fly Wu Feng's kite... Beautiful. Before she got rid of it, she released the dust of development again to prevent Wu Feng from using her invisibility to get closer to him again!" Yang Yuchen also explained.

Fang Qingyao's sudden change of moves really opened up a good output space for her.

As a melee Wu Feng immediately lost the opportunity to output, and the blood volume of the two men once again tended to be widened.

The audiences off the stage were cheering again, and even the audiences who were not fans of God Killing were all standing on Fang Qingyao's side.

I have to say that Wu Feng sacrificed too much popularity in the last game for victory. If he had used such a fierce style of playing from the beginning, it would have been like this situation.

However, even if Wu Feng is given another chance, he will still make such a choice.

In front of victory, everything is a cloud!

Even if it’s just an exhibition match, it’s the basic cultivation of professional players for many years!

Facing Fang Qingyao's move, a cold smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Wu Feng's mouth, and his fingers on the keyboard quickly moved. Then, a blood-colored phantom suddenly shot out from the dagger of the ancestor Wu Tianwu, and directly sank into it. It had already distanced itself from him, and was using the advantage of the long-range output to output his Jiuyao.

"Jiu Yao's blood volume has dropped a lot in an instant, and there is a sudden bleeding effect on her body! The blood volume is still decreasing! It seems that Wu Feng has released the refining skills!" Yang Yuchen saw the sudden change in the situation on the field, and immediately clicked Wu Feng's weapon surname.

Sure enough, there is a refinement +9 skill "Bloodline Slicing" on Wu Feng's dagger called [Bloodthirsty]. After hitting the enemy, it can cause 400 damage, tear the target's bloodline, causing it to continue to bleed while moving, causing damage of 5 times the movement distance value. This skill lasts for 20 seconds.

"Wu Feng's refining skill is very special, but the damage caused is quite considerable. Now it depends on whether Fang Qingyao can react immediately. As long as she stops still, she will not continue to be hurt!" Tang Yiyao said.

After Fang Qingyao was captured in the bloodline cleavage skill, she knew the Tang Sect skills very well, and immediately realized that this was not the Tang Sect skill...

Then, it must be a refining skill!

Fang Qingyao is also a very experienced player. After only two steps, he stopped immediately.

The judgment of refining skills does not require you to fully understand them as soon as possible, but you must have a correct response as soon as possible!

Fang Qingyao's reaction was completely correct!

When the audience saw Fang Qingyao's quick reaction, they couldn't help but admire that this year's God-killing Team was in very good condition...

At this time, Wu Feng had already taken the opportunity to follow him again.

"Fang Qingyao lost..." Seeing this scene, Chen Bin shook his head.

He knew very well that Fang Qingyao's equipment was basically team battle-type.

Although it has a great effect in team battles, it does not have much effect for the current situation.

"I also have the same opinion as Team Chen. Wu Feng's equipment and playing style are actually very restrained from the long-range output of Jian Emei, which has no explosions. Fang Qingyao was unfortunately a victim." Yang Yuchen shook his head and said.

Sure enough, the next game was like a replica shortly after the opening. Fang Qingyao, who was cut off his bloodline and could not move, could only fight with Wu Feng again on the spot, and his health continued to decline.

Even if she turned on the Buddha Light Breaking Cloud at the last moment and wanted to bet on the chance of a heart attack to turn the tables, she failed.

Wu Feng ended up laughing with dozens of points of health.

"In the third game, Wu Feng of the Twelve Ancestral Witches won the final victory!" When Yang Yuchen announced the final result, the audience continued to drink the lottery without mercy.

"In the next game, Wu Feng of the twelve ancestor witches will continue to fight against the sword Wudang made by Chen Xinyang, the God-killing team, and the Black and White Faith." Tang Yiyao immediately reported the matchup situation.

"Sorry..." Fang Qingyao looked up and said with a little depressed look in the game area of ​​God Killing.

"Watch the video yourself first, I'll discuss it with you tonight." Fang Chenqiu still had no expression on his face, neither comforting nor blaming, but just urged him according to his training habits.

"Haha, Yaoyao, don't worry, I will avenge you!" Chen Xinyang smiled and patted Fang Qingyao on the shoulder, then sat in front of his computer.

In the fourth round, with Chen Xinyang playing, it ended in less than ten seconds. He did fulfill his promise from the other party Qingyao, leaving no chance for Wu Feng. He went on the field and rushed forward, and at the same time, he spread out the dust of development.

The quick and stable action not only gave up Wu Feng's idea of ​​invisibility, but also did not even leave him the time to move around the back. He directly drove a sword and stepped on the seven stars, increasing the attack speed by 70%. The general attacking sword energy completely covered all Wu Feng's position from all angles like a sword rain.

"Yes, yes, that's it. The black and white faith is good, kill him into a scum!"

"Get out of the ring!"

"Haha, you'll be invisible again, go around again, and run again!"

Seeing Chen Xinxian's attack method without any mercy and no omission, the fans of God-killing's fans, who were depressed just now because of Fang Qingyao's failure, completely burst out.

In this very unfriendly atmosphere, Wu Feng's health was completely exhausted and he fell on the ring.

"Why, buddy." Chen Xinyang, who stood in front of Wu Feng's body, had not lost a drop of blood, shook his head and said in confusion.

"..." Wu Feng ignored Chen Xinyang, but just shook his neck. He didn't even look at the angry audience in the audience in the audience. He stood up and said to his teammate who had been standing behind him: "Next, let's see you, A Jiang!"

"In the fourth round, the Black and White Faith played by the God-killing Team Chen Xinyang won the final victory. The next step will be the last round of the exhibition match!"

"By the Black and White Faith, against the captain of the Twelve Ancestral Witch Team, Li Jiang**'s hidden weapon Tang Sect, and Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang!"

With the broadcast of the two live commentators, Li Jiang also entered the competition arena.

"Hey, hey... have you found a problem..." Qilin, who had been watching the game in the contestant area, suddenly spoke.

"What's the problem?" Yongye asked.

"Why are all the three players on the twelve ancestor witches all the Tang Sects?" Qilin blinked.

"Hiss, it seems to be true when you say this!" Yongye imitated Qilin's sneaky voice, "It should be a coincidence. Tang Sect's ability to fight one-on-one is good."

"I don't think it's as simple as a coincidence. The hidden weapon Tang Sect and the bow and crossbow Tang Sect are good at fighting on the ring, but the trap Tang Sect has a relatively average ability to fight alone, so there must be another reason!" Qilin seemed to have three words written on his face - there is a situation.

"Is it because when they transformed, they went to check what profession of Jian Zhan is the most powerful, and then found that the strongest player Chen Bin played the Tang Sect, and all of them played the Tang Sect?" Yongye guessed.

"So, is it the boss's fault again?" Qilin said.

"No...I feel that the reason why there are so many masters in the Tang Sect is because of the title of the book." Xuan Tang suddenly interrupted.

"Title of the book?!"

"What is that?" Yongye and Qilin said in surprise at the same time.

"Ah, what did I say just now? Oh, look, the last round of the game has begun." He turned his head away as if nothing had happened and said lightly.
Chapter completed!