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"You..." Bechymos frowned.

"Hey, hey, what do you mean you look down on me, kid? You got my attention, you know? Come on, let's fight for three hundred rounds and let me teach you a lesson!" Huang Shaotian rolled up his sleeves, angrily Said.

"Wait..." Bechymos frowned.

"Then hurry up, don't waste time, hurry up, walk around, Ye Xiu's condition is not good, I know, you want to take this opportunity to defeat him, right? It's too treacherous, as a righteous swordsman, I can't let you Do you know that your plot has succeeded? Suffer death!"

"..." Bechymos couldn't bear it anymore, and grabbed the microphone in the host's hand: "Can you speak slowly, the translator can't respond!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Hahahahaha, I'm dying of laughter, Huang Shaotian, that idiot, hahahaha!" Fang Rui slumped on the chair, frantically patting Yu Wenzhou's shoulder in the front row.

Everyone from the other national teams looked over, and Yu Wenzhou clenched his fists. It seems that the lesson he taught Shaotian before was far from enough: "Xiaobai."

"Huh?" Bai Mo was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at Yu Wenzhou, and then shuddered violently. Although Yu Wenzhou had a smile on his face, Bai Mo could vaguely see the black air coming out of Yu Wenzhou's back. Are you kidding me? Isn't it something that only exists in novels, manga and anime? ?

"Fang...Brother Fang, don't take pictures yet...What's the matter with Team Yu." Bai Mo laughed dryly, leaned towards the outside subconsciously, and subconsciously wanted to distance himself from Yu Wenzhou.

"Teach me how to make okra." Yu Wenzhou said with a smile, "I promise, for the rest of this year, every meal will be properly cooked for Shaotian..."

You might as well marry him!

"Okay..." Bai Mo still didn't dare to say it after all, even the professor who was fearless now felt a little weak.

On the stage, after two staff members went up to act as translators, the two finally walked into the competition seats.

Bai Mo silently prayed for Huang Shaotian, it's fine if you win, but if you lose... I don't even dare to think about how you will live the rest of your life!

Bechymos sat in the competition booth, watching his character enter the map.

Jungle map, a bit of a disadvantage, but it's okay, but, the most important thing is...

Public channel, Behemoth: [GM, please turn off the public communication, is that okay? 】

GM: […]

GM: [Text communication is closed]

Lean, lean, lean, lean! Why can't I send messages anymore? Is it because I can't afford it? Is it because I can't afford it? !

Huang Shaotian typed crazily, but he kept saying that the message could not be sent. Huang Shaotian, who was already smart, instantly realized what the message Bechymos and GM had exchanged just now.

Troubling Rain: [Wait, it seems that something went wrong, can someone please take care of me? I can't send messages, is there anyone? 】

【Your message could not be sent】

Depend on! Blocked!

"I guess, if someone writes a novel based on Huang Shao, it should be the easiest one to write." Lu Hanwen laughed hard.

"Ah?" Song Xiao was taken aback for a moment.

Li Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth: "Xiao Lu means that it is very easy to write about Huang Shao, as long as you keep talking, you can repeat the words, and you will never be afraid of being unable to count..."

"Forehead……"

It seems that this is indeed the case, or should I write a book after I retire?

Song Xiao scratched his head.

Okay, you have completely angered me. Today, I want to show you how terrifying the Silent Swordsman is. I used to be Silent Swordsman lv3, but now I am Silent Swordsman lv8!

Troubling Rain directly sneaked into the jungle the moment the circle of light disappeared.

"What is this guy... doing?"

"I do not know……"

"Didn't you hide and wait for the surprise attack as before? This is to... um, I don't understand?"

"To be honest, I think the assassin class is more suitable for this noisy guy than Huaxia's exclusive swordsman class. I have never seen a professional player who is more patient than this guy and better able to grasp fleeting opportunities. Yes." Rousseau, who was sitting next to Andersen, said with a smile, and Mercury on the other side nodded: "The guy who looks more like an assassin than an assassin..."

"If he really chose the assassin, I'm afraid the seat I'm sitting on now is his..." Andersen smiled wryly: "In this regard, it seems that I should really feel lucky?"

"Let's have some fun!"

The voice... came from over there.

Bechymos frowned, adjusted his vision, and looked towards the source of the sound, where the birds and beasts were fleeing in all directions.

Is it a trap?

It's different from what was shown in the previous game... No, you can't speculate on the members of the Huaxia team in a normal way. Those guys are all lunatics who are used to playing cards without common sense.

Bechymos hesitated for a moment. If he thought about it in this way...there should be... safe... right?

"Is this considered to be a pitfall and gain wisdom?" Bai Mo looked at Huang Shaotian's movements with a smile, and then looked at Bechymos who stayed on the spot as if lost in thought.

Zhang Jiale also laughed: "Are you talking about Bechymos or Huang Shaotian?"

"Have both." Bai Mo shook his head: "People who have been in the rain generally have two states, one is not willing to let other people get in the rain, and the other is to give all the umbrellas to the umbrella holder. rip off……"

Chu Yunxiu was stunned for a moment: "But Huang Shaotian, it seems that he is not one of these two kinds of people."

"Yes, he is indeed not. He is the third type. Even if it is not raining, he will drive a sprinkler to let others feel the pain of being drenched in the rain."

"Why do I hear that you are introducing yourself... Wait, brother, I was wrong, put away your little notebook, I am young, frivolous and ignorant!" Xiao Shiqin wailed.

Forward, to respond to all changes with the same.

Bechymos finally made a choice, took the first step into the map, and quickly began to search for traces of Troubling Rain in the jungle.

The opponent's speed is very fast, but as long as the shackles of the sixth day are not released, the high-value double defense provided should be able to withstand the opponent's offensive.

Wait until the armor has completely reduced the defense, then release it, wait for work, and then rely on speed to drag the opponent down...

Bechymos took a deep breath.

After entering the World Invitational Tournament, Bechymos deeply realized that Glory is not only a game of spell manipulation, but sometimes brain is more useful than certain manipulations. Therefore, he also began to try to use various tactics in the game.

Professional players with brains and operations are the strongest.

No, or no... Where would the guy be hiding? Do we need to give him more offensive space to tempt him to take the bait? The old saying in Huaxia is good, I don't want my child to be caught by a wolf...

Bechymos' vision kept moving back and forth among the bushes and tall trees, but he didn't find any trace of Troubling Rain at all.

However, if the selling point is not big enough, Troublesome Rain will definitely not be able to take the bait, but if the selling point is big enough... Bechymos is really not sure that Troublesome Rain will not capture him.

"Why did you stop again?" Hercules frowned. Bechymos could be said to be one of his opponents, but Bechymos' performance in this round left Hercules a little confused mind.

This doesn't seem to be Behemoth's habit all along...

"He began to try to integrate his own fighting thinking in the battle." Einstein pushed his glasses: "But obviously, this style is not suitable for him, Bechymos's silver weapon and silver equipment are biased towards Strong attack, invincible type, once slow, some things can't keep up..."

"You think he can't think of this?" Gabriel sneered, because Einstein just mocked him, and now he doesn't like this guy very much.

Einstein glanced at Gabriel, who was full of provocative emotions: "Just be happy."

"you……"

"Okay, stop arguing." Corvinus shook his head: "If you continue arguing, it will only make people laugh, shut up."

"When will it be your turn to intervene in the national team?" Gabriel turned his head to look at Corvinus, the coldness in his expression was completely undisguised.

When facing Einstein, Gabriel was a little apprehensive. After all, they did not belong to the same club, and they didn’t have much contact with each other. Moreover, Einstein was just a support staff, and there was no need to go to the battlefield. As a master tactician, he really didn’t handle him well. You even have to be careful with the methods you use, even if you hit it twice with a soft nail, it doesn’t matter. Einstein is really in a hurry. Do you need to update your equipment?

But Corvinus is different. As a member of the U.S. national team's first-choice team and a dispensable attacker in the team, it is up to him whether he plays or not for the rest of the game. What is it? Gave him the courage to contradict himself?

Corvinus frowned, and wanted to turn back when he opened his mouth, but was suppressed by Einstein and shook his head, Corvinus looked back a little unhappy.

"Oh, there seems to be an argument over there?"

"Where is it, why are you arguing?"

"The US team over there."

"Oh, let me see!"

"Looks like Gabriel picked it up."

"Gabriel is not in a good mood today, he used to claim to be the number one priest, but now he met that perverted silver weapon designer of the Huaxia team and that robot-like priest, and was defeated by the world's number one priest." A pastor is naturally unhappy."

"Heh, is that guy also worthy of the first priest? It's just a guy brought up by God."

"Keep your voice down."

The national teams of various countries put on a state of watching the excitement, and they didn't even pay much attention to the games on the field, just looking over there.

Noise, keep making noise!

Gabriel noticed the gazes around him, and didn't say what he wanted to continue mocking Corvinus. He got up and left the US team's spectator seats, not knowing what to do.

The others shook their heads regretfully, turned their heads and continued to watch the game, and then they were taken aback.

"What's going on, does that guy know what we're doing? Why did they start fighting as soon as they turned their heads!"

"Why is it the same as my math class, just bowing your head and jumping for centuries!"

Troubling Rain made a move, and the moment all the national team members looked away, Longyeon came out of his sheath, did not hide from any place, did not beat around the bush, and directly held the Longyon sword to kill Behemoth.

This guy... what purpose!

Bechymos's heart tightened, the sound of rain at night made him a little uncomfortable.

You... What about your sneak attack, your absolute opportunism, why don't you play your cards according to common sense?

and……

It's so fast, it seems to be one point faster than the previous game, is it because there is no typing? Or is it just an illusion?

"Die, die, die, you! Dare to cooperate with the authority dog ​​to shut down my speech, if it is unreasonable, return it, watch the sword, watch the sword, watch the sword, watch the sword, watch the sword! Let's see how you defend..." Huang Shaotian's stomach was in the competition booth Muttering non-stop, hands dancing on the keyboard, like a pianist's hands flying on black and white keys.

Forget it, it's not much different from what I expected before.

Bechymos glanced at his health bar, the damage was all within his prediction, that's fine, all that's left is to cut down the sixth day's defense to the limit with the sword like a wandering dragon counterattacked.

It's just that now, it is still necessary to reduce the opponent's life value.

Reinforced iron bones.

Accumulate power... Boom!

dodge!

"Your team's Huang Shaotian seems to be playing very aggressively today." The judo sitting next to Tang Hao said with a smile in Chinese.

Tang Hao glanced at him and nodded: "Indeed...it's not the same as before."

"Behemoth's fight is not the same as before. Who do you think will win?" The judoka looked very talkative. Although his Chinese was not fluent, Tang Hao could still understand what he meant.

"Huang Shaotian."

"Because he is a teammate, so you have a lot of information about him?" the judo master asked in surprise.

Tang Hao shook his head, but did not answer his words.

Tang Hao naturally knows what should be said and what should not be said.

You can't tell the result of this round from the very beginning. You may leak a lot of things just by this one sentence.

Tang Hao knew this very well. Bai Mo, Ye Xiu, Xiao Shiqin, Yu Wenzhou and Zhang Xinjie of the Huaxia team could do it. He never underestimated anyone.

The judoka who was bored rubbed his nose, shrugged his shoulders, glanced at the situation on the court and laughed: "Ah, it seems that friendship is not as magical as in fairy tales, your friend is about to lose... "

The double defense was reduced to the minimum, and the armor was removed on the sixth day.

Bechymos, who suddenly increased his speed, directly suppressed Troubling Rain's movements. Although there were some twists and turns at the beginning, things still developed as Bechymos expected.

he is tired.

Troubling Rain's resistance became weaker and weaker, and the sword shadows scattered in all directions, and this time there were only three figures in a hurry.

Moreover, the kind that can tell the truth from the fake at a glance.

Looking for some respite? Then you are wrong...