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When Sun Xiang stepped down from the stage, his face was still green and pale. What was the reason for this failure... or the arrogance rooted in his heart.

"I..." Sun Xiang opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain it to his teammates.

"It's a good fight." Jiang Botao smiled and said on behalf of the others. Seeing that Sun Xiang's expression was not very good-looking, Jiang Botao knew that the child must have thought he was mocking him, so he quickly said, "After all, no one thought that Wei Chen would use that style of play, wouldn't he? Wei Chen has quite a lot of experience, so according to common sense... this kind of style of play burns a few professional lifespan..."

Don't veterans die? Jiang Botao smiled wryly and shook his head: "Du Ming, be careful."

Although he didn't think that Wei Chen still had the energy for the next match, Jiang Botao still reminded him.

"Then I'll go!" Du Ming nodded and walked towards the competition seats.

[Wu Shuanggouyue has joined the room. 】

As soon as Wu Shuanggouyue entered the arena, she raised the ice slag in her hand and rushed towards the windward formation on the opposite side. She didn't care about anything, cut open the road in three sections, accelerated like a meteor, and arrived at the arena almost instantly center of.

Haven't done anything yet?

Du Ming murmured in his heart, he didn't dare to rush straight up, he could only start various changes and move forward to get closer to the windward formation.

This... What kind of medicine does this old thing sell in the gourd?

The tip of Ice Slag's sword was already pointing at the throat of Yingfeng Formation!

Formation against the wind: [GG. 】

【Windward Formation has exited the room! 】

The release of the Phantom Invisible Sword came to nothing, and Du Ming's expression instantly became stunned.

What the hell, are you a human being? Fuck, how can you do this, can't you surrender earlier! !

Old Wei walked out of the competition seat leisurely, and as soon as the door opened, he saw a referee standing at the door: "What are you doing, what's wrong?"

"Well, are you sure you want to surrender?" The referee choked, why did I come here?

"Are you sure, didn't I come out?" Old Wei asked in surprise: "The account card has also been pulled out... Didn't I log out?"

After talking, Old Wei wanted to go back and have a look.

"Well, no problem, then you go back to the preparation bench first." The referee said helplessly.

The person in front of him is four or five years older than himself, so it's really hard to reprimand him severely.

Old Wei sat down on the seat like an old man: "Well, Xiao Fangzi, how is my beating?"

"Excellent." Fang Rui didn't care about what Old Wei called him, and patted Old Wei on the shoulder.

Old Wei glanced at Fang Rui in surprise, and after looking around, he found that everyone had similar expressions: "No...your expressions make me feel that I won't be happy any longer."

"No, no, veterans are not dead, do your hands still shake? Shall I squeeze them for you?" Chen Guo said quickly, grabbed Old Wei's hand and began to massage.

"Ah...here, your mouth is a bit thirsty?" Old Wei glanced at the water tank on the other side.

Qiao Yifan hurried over and brought over a bottle of sports drink, thoughtfully opened it and brought it to Old Wei's mouth.

"that……"

"It's almost done, Xiaobai, you can go, this old man should be fine." Ye Xiu said helplessly, and stuffed a cigarette into Old Wei's moaning mouth.

"Okay." Bai Mo moved his fingers and walked towards the competition seat.

Old Wei really tried his best this time. It wasn't that he didn't want to procrastinate to consume his blood in the second round, but his trembling hands made it impossible for him to sustain it. He almost mistyped the word gg.

but……

Bai Mo entered the competition seats and swiped his card to log in.

There is also Wu Shuanggouyue who is almost full and Cloud Piercer who is absolutely full. It is still a fucking arena, and the terrain that can be used is really limited...

Bai Mo smiled wryly and shook his head, forget it, don't think about the next event, let's get rid of Du Ming first.

Wu Shuang Gouyue: [Come, come, come! 】

Moriarty: [Are you in such a hurry to step down? 】

Moriarty: [By the way, why is it you again! It's boring just beating you, how about giving Zhou Zekai and I a chance to decide the outcome of the match, so simple and quick. 】

Wu Shuanggouyue: [Go and live your sweet dreams! 】

Wu Shuanggouyue: [And you are so confident that you can beat me? Let me tell you, I'm a different person now! 】

Moriarty: 【Oh, can you beat Wang Jiexi then? 】

Wu Shuanggouyue: […]

Du Ming choked hard, and his mentality underwent some extremely subtle changes: [Trash talk is useless to me, let me tell you! 】

Moriarty: [I didn't talk trash either! 】

The progress bar had come to the end, Moriarty officially entered the room, and Wu Shuanggouyue rushed towards Moriarty like a mad dog.

This kid really should play Berserker...

Bai Mo shook his head, Moriarty waved Holmes in his hand, and threw a restraint technique towards Wu Shuanggouyue.

Wu Shuang hooked the moon and rolled to avoid the restraint technique, got up and climbed up, and continued to approach with a three-stage slash.

Perseverance...

The Meteor Form directly pulled into the final distance, the ice slag was collected into the sheath, and then a long sword with an ice-blue aura was directly cut out.

Draw your sword and chop!

Come on, parry with your ninja sword, and then I'll show you my progress! Or in other words, Blink opened the position, then cut and get closer, and continue to play a set... There is no time for body substitute and shadow clone, no matter how you want to resist, it will be useless white ink!

Du Ming excitedly licked his slightly chapped lips. He waited expectantly to see what Bai Mo would do!

Pooh!

Du Ming was stunned for a moment, and then saw an eyeball being shattered by drawing a knife.

The Eye of Kilgrove? When did this happen? Wait, where Moriarty was before...

It was only then that Du Ming remembered in astonishment that Moriarty's position had been receding just now, and the sun in the arena after three games had already slanted, and Moriarty stood in the shadows.

The black Kilgroh's Eye had already moved to the back along the shadows, and the switch was completed without anyone noticing.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely familiar door rose from behind, and black tentacles spewed out again. Du Ming had no time to change his position, so he had no choice but to be pulled into the door of death.

Wu Shuang hooked the moon: [? 】

Moriarty: [Uh, what's wrong? You don't want me to fight you with a ninja sword, do you? No, no, no... I'm a remote career, brother, how can you have such a beautiful dream? 】

What the hell... Du Ming's mouthful of old blood was stuck in his throat and he wanted to spit it out.

Losing the upper hand in front of a warlock is undoubtedly extremely fatal, especially when facing a top warlock like Bai Mo...

Moriarty: [Um, otherwise, you play GG? 】

Du Ming: I'll fuck your uncle, bastard!

I have to give this guy some color even if I try my best!