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Chapter 986 Fake, Fake, All Fake(1/2)

When Wang Qian finished fighting Qi Xiaotian, he only had half of his health. From the beginning, he was not prepared to really defeat Ye Jiaoyang with half of his health.

However, there are ways to win if you can win if you can, and there are ways to win if you can’t win if you can’t win.

Even if there is absolutely no winning situation in the ring match, it cannot be said that it will stop fighting. Wang Qian just calculated his health and blue amount for half a day, preparing to destroy at least one-third of Ye Jiaoyang's health and try to spend more of his ultimate moves!

Ye Jiaoyang is a qi Wudang.

If the ultimate move is consumed, it will be difficult to fight in the last game below...

As a result, even though Wang Qian was killed, he didn't expect that Ye Jiaoyang would use his ultimate move as soon as he came up!

And it is an unprecedented ultimate move, a ultimate move that never consumes blue or cooldown - throwing the mouse.

Moreover, Wang Qian believed it foolishly. Ye Jiaoyang threw out Tang Fan's magical body technique by throwing the mouse...

It's like vomiting blood!

As a professional player, this shame of being teased on the spot can be said to be unforgettable for life.

However, Wang Qian believes that he is definitely not the only one who was teased at the scene today. It is better to be miserable than miserable people. This is very gratifying.

"Wang Qian has been in chaos, and he missed his move and missed his move..."

"Ye Jiaoyang has already hurt two consecutive vital damages, okay, knock it down!"

"After the knockdown judgment, Chaoyang Chusheng's skill was connected!"

"It seems that Ye Jiaoyang is obviously planning to stay blue, all of which are small skills with low blue consumption and fast cooling..."

"But, even if Qi Wudang is a small skill, the damage is not low!"

Wang Qian's gentleman was so arrogant that he could not hold up his gun, but was knocked down by a sad, and then he was pressed to the ground and beaten up in a round.

"What does Ye Jiaoyang's small skill mean? I can't understand it, I just put it casually!"

"But you hear these applauses from the audience..."

"Uh. Wait, it seems that it's not random?"

“That’s…”

Yang Yuchen and the others watched for a long time before they understood Ye Jiaoyang's random skills. In fact, they were not casual. Ye Jiaoyang's skill was used in one round, and a seven-color rainbow appeared above the ring...

That is to say, Ye Jiaoyang’s skills just now did not follow any skills, attacks, injuries, but... colors!

Yang Yuchen touched his forehead.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple...

Ye Jiaoyang gradually released the skills of seven colors!

Just as Wang Qian's gentleman fell to the ground, the rainbow was completed above the ring.

The fans of Red Nest are so excited that they are crazy!

What is the Red Nest?

This is the Red Nest!

Just want fun, just want good looking!

Winning the game is just a gift for Red Nest...

Of course, all fun and good-looking require strong support, but the players in the Red Nest have the strength to support the situation!

With such a small skill, Wang Qian's Qianqian gentleman's health value continued to decline. He could not find any room to fight back, so he kept losing blood. In less than a minute, he was easily taken away by Ye Jiaoyang.

Ye Jiaoyang's health was only destroyed by less than 10%. The amount of blue was used up by only 20%, which can be said to have preserved most of his combat power!

"Okay, OK..." The two people in the commentary table, from Ye Jiaoyang throwing the mouse to the rainbow taking off, were also shocked and tied their tongues, "The game is over here. There is only one person left in the two teams. In the last game, Chaoyang Chusheng, operated by Ye Jiaoyang, will face the Gu Fan Yuanying, operated by Tang Fan..."

The cheers in Sun Moon Lake Square were even more connected.

The sky above the audience was covered with red and silver battle flags roaring!

The flying sunrise totem is the burning bloody passion of the Red Nest Team.

The cold silver double axes are the cold murderous intent of fighting and moving forward.

The two top teams in the professional circle have already fought to the last one!

Without further ado, the large screen directly tangles towards the main stage.

At this time...

Tang Fan raised his head and smiled at Ye Jiaoyang opposite him and said, "How many mice did the great god prepare today?"

"Not too many, no more, only ten or eight!" Ye Jiaoyang smiled very kindly and friendly.

"So many, don't throw them wrong, if you throw them out if you are operating on your hands..."

"That's okay. Playing the game is just for fun. Don't care about these details!"

There were a lot of fans in the Red Nest under the audience.

If you throw the wrong mouse, is it still called details? Is there such a thick detail?

"Haha, I heard that you have mastered the magical body technique..." Tang Fan asked.

"Fortunately, do you want to try the freshly released Ye family magic magic trick?"

"Come!" Tang Fan sat down, inserted the card, and logged in.

...

The five-second countdown ended, and the two of them moved quickly.

Whether it is Ye Jiaoyang's Chaoyang Chusheng or Tang Fan's Gu Fan's Gu Fan Ying, they are all top characters in the professional circle, and the mounts are definitely the top players in the professional circle. At the beginning of the competition, neither Chaoyang Chusheng or Gu Fan Fei Fei Fei Fei Fei's Yuan Ying was dismounted and immediately entered the rhythm of high-speed movement.

"It seems that... Ye Jiaoyang, the captain of the Red Nest Team, seems to be preparing to compete with Tang Fan for his magical body..."

"However, from a profession, Ye Jiaoyang is Qi Wudang, and his skills are very precious. If he fails once, he will be extremely damaged. Tang Fan's sword Shaolin is an output profession, so there is no problem of losing his skills. Relatively speaking, Tang Fan has an advantage."

"Well, it depends on how Ye Jiaoyang chooses to take action!"

The two of them test each other, get close, get away, get closer, get away again, five seconds, ten seconds, fifteen seconds...

After playing for half a minute, the characters on the field were still just moving, but no one took action!

Without skills, not even a single attack, the situation that seemed to be very boring, but it made the audience in the audience cheer one after another...

Just like the waves of offense and defense in football matches, the audience cheers.

But that's just the next kick!

"Ye Jiaoyang has really practiced the magical body technique, why don't I believe it?" Lin Wei looked at it for thirty seconds and began to feel a little bit like Ye Jiaoyang's paper tiger.

"Who knows..." Lan Bai shook his head.

How did Tang Fan do his magical body technique? How did he maintain an accurate vision while moving at such a high speed. Chen Bin didn't understand it, and Lin Wei definitely didn't believe Ye Jiaoyang.

Several people were talking, and two people were getting closer on the big screen...

Then, a flash of light flashed.

Yang Yuchen in the commentary seat waited for the light effect of his skill for thirty seconds, and was excited when he saw it: "Take it! Tang Fan finally took action, jumped up, break the rill in the sky!"

"Take action, stop, fake action?" Tang Yiyao's eyes quickly turned to Ye Jiaoyang, "But Ye Jiaoyang's death finger has already..."

"Ha, it's also a fake move!!" Yang Yuchen pounded the table.

"But Tang Fan's Tianzhu Sword...ah, is it fake again?"

"Ye Jiaoyang was fooled? Ti Yunzong has already..."

"Uh, my god, this is also fake!"

"Fake, fake. or fake..."

"God, they are doing a special show how they made fakes and shoddy products?"

The two of them quickly sped, turned around quickly, fought melee, and ranged. They kept changing their positioning, and they seemed to start to release their skills, but another thirty seconds passed, and they still didn't release any skills!

However, all the fans began to secretly worry about Tang Fan.

Ye Jiaoyang didn't do anything for a minute. The blood blue lost when he hit Qianqian gentleman just now was slowly recovering!

Isn’t it too much for Tang Fan to take action if he doesn’t take action?

The cavalry battle continued, and the movements of the two people were still sharp...

"Damn, Ye Jiaoyang is really worthy of having a pair of pianists." Lan Bai's eyes were a little blurred when he saw it.

"You don't think about what transformation of the magical body technique came from. It's an upgraded version of Ye Jiaoyang's bullet time!" Chen Bin was very calm, "If anyone in the professional circle has the ability to replicate the magical body technique in a short time, it can only be Ye Jiaoyang."

"Then do you think...the reproduction is in place?" Lan Bai always felt something was wrong.

"Didn't Wang Qian answer before?" Chen Bin sighed, "It's far from it!"

Chen Bin's three words seem to need to be proved.

On the picture, the rising sun and the lonely sails are once again closer.

The skills of two people are used at the same time...
To be continued...
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