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The originally noisy conference room became completely quiet, and even An Wenyi and Luo Ji, who had started to feel sleepy, took a big sip of coffee.

They got up to watch the game at two o'clock, and they were really sleepy now, but they couldn't help but watch this game!

"Tang Hao... is there no problem?" Chen Guo asked excitedly, but she was still a little worried: "If we can succeed in one pass and three, we will be the first national team to keep a clean sheet in individual events of the World Invitational Tournament." It's gone!"

"I don't know... No matter how you say it, the opponent is the best frontal breakthrough player of the Korean national team." Old Wei said with a frown.

In the Huaxia team, Tang Hao also has the same position, but he can only be in the second position.

After all, the Huaxia national team doesn't have many leading positions, and there are only Tang Hao and Sun Xiang in total.

"I hope I can win..." Lao Wu thought expectantly.

"Tang Hao... can he win?" Bai Yanfei scratched his head, he didn't expect Tang Hao to become so strong, and after beating two people, he could still maintain half of his state.

"If the third one is from another profession, I still need to worry about it. But, they are battle mages..." Qin Muyun said with a half-smile.

"Ah, Senior Qin, is there any explanation for this?"

Song Qiying put down the notebook in his hand: "Because, his current teammate has the strongest battle mage."

Tang Sanda and Lu Shi rushed towards each other at the same time, and Lu Shi used his baton.

【Dragon Tooth】!

No showy skills, no gaudy offensive moves, the gorgeous golden baton is aimed directly at Tang San!

And Tang San raised Jack the Ripper with his right hand, stuck the top of the stick, and Jack the Ripper with his left hand drew sparks along the body of the stick.

[Block removal technique]!

Scarlet Jack the Ripper left three hideous scars on Lu Shi's gorgeous silver light armor.

You have a good grasp of timing, you have a deep understanding of the battle mage profession, and do you have a good understanding of the length of your silver sword...

Lu Shi frowned, and glanced at his current state, disabled, bleeding, poisoned, and the effects of the research were similar.

The silver battle armor on his body flickered for a moment, and the disabling effect that had just been put on disappeared without a trace.

[Silver light armor, Dawn, immune to negative effects on own attack speed and movement speed. 】

Retract the stick, move the palm, and drop the flower palm!

The petals gathered in Lu Shi's hands, and Tang San was shot flying in an instant.

The magic damage is higher than expected, and the attack speed has not changed, but it still has the effects of poisoning and bleeding. The silver flash just now eliminated the crippling effect...

After a short trial, both sides had a general understanding of their opponents, and without opening the distance between them, they once again bared their fangs at their opponents.

The battle mage is getting stronger and stronger, he has to block or dodge the opponent's attack as much as possible, and control the movement, stay within the attack range of the opponent's silver weapon stick, so as to buy more time.

All the little tricks have to be used...

"The opponent is a good material for a battle mage." Ye Xiu narrowed his eyes: "It's not much worse than Sun Xiang..."

"Yeah." Bai Mo nodded, and also admitted this point. The members of the Korean team still have two talents. At least the fighting skills of the boy on the opposite side can also have a place in the World Invitational Tournament where masters gather.

It would be great if Miss Xiaorou came. After meeting so many masters, it should be the most helpful for her growth.

"Tang Hao is a little dangerous." Zhang Jiale felt a little nervous unconsciously.

"I think Tang Hao can win." Ye Xiu smiled.

"I hope." Zhang Jiale muttered.

Brother Zhang, this... can't be done. Bai Mo glanced at Zhang Jiale in surprise, Brother Zhang, he was a little nervous, as if he cared too much about the score.

Just about to say something, Chu Yunxiu patted Zhang Jiale's shoulder seriously: "Now hurry up and say that the opponent can win."

"What are you crazy about?" Zhang Jiale asked in bewilderment, "Could it be a nympho?"

"Bullshit, you are the most unlucky person in the alliance. You probably won't win this bet. Hurry up and hope that your opponent wins, and you Xiaobai, hurry up and say that the battle mage can win." Chu Yunxiu urged.

"...I have the champion now, this stalk should be over." Zhang Jiale said helplessly.

"Sister Yunxiu, isn't the magician's luck used for this?" Bai Mo sighed.

What Chu Yunxiu said just now was of course just a joke with everyone, the originally dignified atmosphere became a lot easier after her gags.

"You don't need to be so concerned about gains and losses. Even if Tang Hao loses, there will still be Lao Zhang and Lao Ye behind, the group arena can definitely be won. If you are not satisfied, you can work harder in the team competition later." Xiao Shiqin said with a smile : "There's no need to be too nervous, right?"

"That's the truth..." Zhang Jiale nodded, and heaved a sigh of relief.

No way, the temptation to keep a clean sheet in the individual competition is too great, but I put some psychological pressure on myself for no reason. It is a big hidden danger to maintain this mentality to enter the next game.

Zhang Jiale smiled, because he cared too much, really, this is not the mentality of a veteran...

Sometimes the attitude is the most important.

Bai Mo smiled, and glanced at Xiao Shiqin and Chu Yunxiu, and they could see it too... It's hard to say that it's not a very comfortable thing to have such teammates.

Bai Mo hummed a song.

Not enough, not enough... Another wave of confrontation ended, Tang Sanda and Lu Shi separated again, Lu Shi still had the advantage in terms of blood volume, but Tang Sanda still had a slight advantage in terms of blood volume exchange.

But Tang Hao in the competition seat frowned.

He is proud, and the greed brought about by pride is even more serious.

It's not enough, I will lose if I continue like this, and it's not enough, I still need to seal the opponent.

Tang Hao's hands trembled a little, not because of nervousness, but because of excitement.

I can do it myself.

The hand stabilized in an instant, facing the opponent's attack, and rushed forward.

Soon, the shackles, the strength that I felt could no longer be improved began to shake. This feeling has appeared before, but there has never been a stronger one than this time.

The offensive is fierce and the moves are fatal.

Not enough, it just consumes the opponent's blood volume, not enough at all, although there are teammates behind him, but he doesn't want to put such a good prey on his companions behind him like this.

I want to... eat it myself!

The opponent is like a fierce tiger, a prey that he wants to peel off its tiger skin as a trophy and hang it in his collection room.

Lu Shi and Tang San once again exchanged a wave of blood. This time, Lu Shi retreated first. In the previous fights, such a move seemed to have become a customary practice.

After each short high-intensity confrontation, the two will give their opponents a chance to breathe, and also leave a short rest time for themselves, and then look for the next opportunity to attack.

But this time, Tang San didn't retreat, Tang San still rushed towards the opponent.

This guy is crazy? If the level of confrontation just now continues, the hand speed will definitely get out of control. Although the hand speed in the out of control situation looks fierce, it is impossible to do it in the current situation where both sides still have a lot of blood. Effective and long-lasting hold...

He is impatient.

There was a smile on Lu Shi's face, then, from now on, he only needs to maintain his own rhythm, and then he can...

Forehead?

Lu Shi was stunned for a moment, and Tang Hao, who rushed forward to him, squatted down, inserted his claws into the sand sea, and then moved up!

This... what's the point? Although the movement is like a hooligan's throwing sand, but there is no effect of skills, except after blocking the field of vision, it seems that there is no...

As soon as Lu Shi's screen went black, a blinding effect was quickly added to his body.

How could it be, no, this guy, sand throwing is just a bait, and he released the sand throwing skill at the same time as he went up!

Lu Shi's face darkened, he didn't expect to be overshadowed by his opponent!

He heard a crisp sound, which was obviously the sound of the mobile phone being activated, and it was impossible for him in the blind state to escape the lock of this hand.

Jack the Ripper grabbed the opponent's light armor and quickly approached him. Lu Shi instantly activated Feng Juan Liuyun. This skill is a range-based skill, and what's even more valuable is that it also has a short-term dominance.

Not to deal damage, but to use this to prevent the opponent's next control ability.

And the next moment, the golden light brought by the overlord body shattered, and the poisonous needle glowing green was photographed into Lu Shi's body.

While recovering his vision, Lu Shi saw Tang Sanda flying straight towards him, his body also glowed with golden light.

The general skills of the fighting system below level 20 are reinforced and iron-framed!

Tang Hao was not controlled by the magical grudge brought by Feng Juan Liuyun, he stuck to his body, head hammered! Controlling the vertigo, he kicked the opponent, and then kicked him flying, pressing the enemy to the ground, and frantically grabbed the opponent on the ground with his claws.

Blood sprayed continuously, soaking Tang Sanda's body.

Overlord's fist!

Out of control, out of control of hand speed... so what if I lose control? As long as it can kill you, or be killed by you, it is enough!

The battle mage rolled back and wanted to dodge again. The current rogue is in a state of extreme excitement, and the adrenaline is soaring. As long as he survives this period... retreat, the opponent has no chance to catch him again. According to the previous research , and now Jack the Ripper is cooling down... damn!

What Lu Shi scolded was not the gasoline bottle that was thrown, but at the same time as the gasoline bottle was thrown, Tang San stepped on the ground with his right foot covertly, a white air blasted towards the opponent along the sand surface.

Qigong master's [Land Thunder Shock]!

Fang Rui's cover-up style of play.

This guy... Did he make a mistake, he opened too fast after enlightening, right?

Fang Rui in the infirmary muttered.

There is a bit of sinisterness in the fierceness, and it is full of reason in the madness.

What the hell...

This guy is, damn it.

Lu Shi was a little panicked, the gap in blood volume between the two sides was constantly shrinking, Tang San was only left with 15% of his blood volume without noticing, and he was only left with 2% twelve.

What happened, what's going on here? The blood volume has dropped to such an extent... Isn't this guy tired? How long have you maintained this hand speed?

"Thirty-four seconds. Tang Hao has maintained this explosive hand speed for thirty-four seconds. The high-level rogue skills and low-level fighting general skills are very smoothly connected, and there are also various cancellations. The method of swinging back...Tang Hao, Brother Li, does Tang Hao have the strength of Ye Shenbaimo, Zhang Jiale, King Team, Huang Shaohan Team, Zhou Team, Sun Xiang and the others?" Pan Lin asked suddenly.

His performance in this state was no worse than anyone he had mentioned before.

This question is actually superfluous.

"Hmm..." Li Yibo stared intently at the fight on the screen, and he didn't even dare to breathe too hard, for fear of disturbing the demon god who was in the competition: "Amazing, amazing... It's like "

"Like a demon lord descended from the sky, he is really the god of Tai Sui!" Pan Lin immediately answered.

Li Yibo was stunned for a moment, then looked at Pan Lin beside him, what the hell, I'm only good at one, you kid still dare to drag the text, sincerely don't save face for senior, right, don't lock it when you sleep tonight Door, see if I can fix it or you're done!

"Tang Hao has completely released that shackle..." Wang Jiexi smiled.

Unexpected, but within reason.

Steady and continuous consumption of opponents, this victory has been won ahead of schedule.

"It's rare for Pan Lin to say such educated words... Tang Hao's title can be taken from here, right?" Bai Mo rubbed his chin, the feat of 1v3 in the World Invitational Tournament, giving Tang Xiaohao a title is not a big deal Sure, for the sake of his hard work, let's build momentum for him later, just...

【Tai Sui】It's too old.

Crazy, this guy is completely crazy, how long has it been, the outbreak of this state, and what is going on with this skill? ! The connection is so smooth that even the flat a in the middle seems to be included in it, one cycle after another, it seems that there is no chance of counterattack at all.

It's been a long time since Lu Shi organized a decent counterattack, and his blood volume has been pushed down to the last 3% by Tang San.

The only thing that makes Lu Shi feel lucky is that this guy's mana has come to an end.

Even if he was wearing the same equipment as that devil that could convert blood volume into blue volume, Tang San still had 9% of his blood volume left.

Next, it was time to fight back... Lu Shi's eyes were full of excitement.

... No, it seems that I shouldn't be excited. The next opponent will definitely lose, but I got this point in this game first.

Well, no more last-minute struggles? Stopped... this is...

The stick stopped between Tang San's eyebrows, but couldn't move forward any more.

The effects of poisoning, bleeding, and burning from before wiped out the last three percent of the battle mage's blood.

Tang San stood there, looking at his opponent.

【glory】!

Ah... Before, Bai Mo seemed to have explained something to himself when he came on stage...

Tang Hao glanced at the enemy lying on the ground. Now that he was operating Tang San to dance, it seemed that he really didn't have the strength, but he was in a good mood, and it seemed that it would be unreasonable not to do anything...

"Let's congratulate Tang Hao, you succeeded in 1v3!! Eh? Tang Hao... what are you doing?" Pan Lin froze for a moment, while Tang San wrote something in the sea of ​​sand with his toes.

【That's it? 】

[One pick three, Huaxia, Tang San fights. 】

Then, it was blown into the wind...