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"Uh, um, let me confirm again... Well, sitting in the competition seats, it is indeed Team Yu who is operating Soxar now." Pan Lin said dryly, and then hesitated: "Right? , Brother Li?"

"Well, that's true... But when such a sentence comes from Captain Yu's mouth, it always feels like... the lethality is doubled." Li Yibo shook his head with a wry smile.

In the World Invitational Tournament venue, almost everyone was stunned for a moment, and then moved their gaze neatly to the Chinese preparation table, as if they were confirming something.

"I rely on you to see what I do. What does it have to do with me? Don't look at it. It's okay for others to see what I do!" Huang Shaotian felt a little frightened by what he saw and couldn't help but shrink back into the chair.

Chu Yunxiu nodded: "It's Huang Shaotian."

"Who is that on the stage?" Fang Rui pinched his chin, looking focused and serious.

"It can't really be Yu Wenzhou, right?"

"No way, have you ever seen Yu Wenzhou talk trash?"

"Then is it possible that Huang Shaotian usually helps Yu Wenzhou finish talking trash?"

"It's possible!"

"Xiao Zhou, Xue Xue, you see, Corvinus across from him was confused, and you suddenly said this out loud when you turn around. Who else wouldn't be confused." Guo Mingyu poked Zhou Zekai beside him.

Zhou Zekai smiled shyly: "Yeah."

"Teach your children good things." Zhang Jiale said angrily: "However, when someone who has never talked trash suddenly suddenly comes up with such words, it is really lethal!"

"Corvinus is so angry!"

Corvinus was really going crazy. He couldn't understand how the other party dared to say such a thing!

Corvinus: [Okay, I like to play games with my brain... Then, my speed will be so fast that you can't react at all, my hands are weak! 】

Soksar: [Sorry, I can’t understand what you are saying. I only know a little bit of English. 】

"A critical hit!" Lu Hanwen raised his arms and shouted, "Team Yu is mighty!"

"Now I can only be glad that Captain Yu didn't use this move when he beat us." Deng Fusheng, who has retired, laughed bitterly.

Fang Shiqian beside him also recovered from his stunned state: "That's true, otherwise, I guess our tactical operations will have to stop for a while."

It's quite lethal.

"Did you teach me this?" Tang Rou pushed Bai Mo angrily.

"Well... I just gave an English class to everyone. Huang Shaotian was the one who studied most seriously." Bai Mo touched his nose.

In any case, Yu Wenzhou's goal has been achieved. The werewolf activated the full liberation of level 75 and completely transformed into a gray-white wolf and jumped down from the cliff.

Facing an irrational opponent... Yu Wenzhou smiled and shook his head. His eyes gradually became sharper, but he had to be more serious.

Soul-killing technique!

The purple air ball flew directly towards Corvinus, who was rushing towards him, and he retreated, with the shadow flames hanging on Corvinus' body.

Yu Wenzhou's hand speed has always hindered his consciousness, but now, his hand speed and consciousness have gradually become equal.

Retreat, curse the arrow, chant twice, and receive the rain of chaos!

Corvinus instantly turned into a state of chaos, and the direction keys were not under his control. Even the top professional players could not maintain a full-scale explosion in this state, and this was Yu Wenzhou's opportunity.

Continue to retreat, six-star light prison, cutting technique!

Corrosion, exhaustion, voodoo, blood-sucking!

"This is a direct control. Can it be killed?" Song Xiao asked nervously.

"It can't be killed." Loki looked at the situation on the field seriously and shook his head: "The damage is not enough. The fully transformed werewolf has all attributes of resistance. Even if all the attenuation skills of the warlock are used, it can only be It’s just the damage it should have done, and if the warlock’s original damage..."

Somewhat low.

Death's door!

Jet-black tentacles rushed out instantly, aiming directly at Corvinus in front of him.

Pull, explode, and then use another round of cooled spells to consume all the mana. After that, consume another wave, maybe there will be a chance...

However, my opponent didn't seem to give me this chance.

Yu Wenzhou smiled bitterly. Corvinus' health bar has not changed since the Death Door was opened. In other words, the Death Door did not reach him at all...

While he was thinking, a figure directly crossed the door of death and overlapped with the moon in the sky.

Corvinus!

You feel good, right? Now, have you thought about your last words?

Corvinus's face was ferocious and excited, and he hit the target!

"The effects of exhaustion have not faded yet. There is still a chance." Rousseau of the French team frowned. It had nothing to do with his stance. He only wanted to speak professionally. He wanted Soxar to win this game.

Soksar has just demonstrated almost all the wisdom and operations of the warlock to the fullest.

This is the final glory for the Warlock in this World Invitational Tournament... Come on, Soxar!

Rousseau clenched his fists tightly.

Soksar's blood volume was declining rapidly, and the wolf that kept jumping around him gave him no chance to continue to perform his spells.

So what if there is failure? Boy?

The werewolf howled, and the wolf shadow continued to pounce towards Soxar.

There is still about 40% of the blood volume.

Even if you play games with your brain, what can you do, kid?

There is still 20% health left.

Aren’t you going to fucking die at my hands?

The werewolf lifted Soksar up, thrust his right claw directly into Soksar's body, and then took it out.

There is still 10% health left.

Yu Wenzhou smiled bitterly. Sure enough, the gap between professional restraints cannot be completely eliminated by tactics and strategies alone.

In the end, this is the only way it can be?

Replacement!

The Eye of Kilgoro, which he had just tried his best to release, was released, and the last mana was exhausted. After that, Soksar's health was directly locked at one percent.

Corvinus' reaction was very fast, so fast that he turned around and rushed behind him the moment Soxar's figure disappeared in front of him.

The attack range is covered. In this case, Soksar has no chance to release any spells!

go to hell!

Corvinus licked the corner of his mouth. In the blink of an eye, Corvinus felt that there seemed to be some changes in Soksar opposite him, but time did not allow him to think about it in detail.

Soksar: [So, it is very important to learn to use your brain to fight for Glory! 】

Buzz!

The moment Corvinus' claws grabbed Soxar, the blazing white light completely enveloped the two of them.

【draw】!

The audience who were cheering for Corvinus in the stadium seemed to be suddenly choked.

draw?

Is there any mistake? Why is it not glory but a draw?

"Just now, that was... the self-destruct switch with cold hands?" Pan Lin said with some uncertainty.

"It seems...is it really like this?" Li Yibo was also stunned.

In the private room, everyone looked at Xingxin's An Wenyi.

"Well... Deputy Captain Zhang came to me before and asked me to borrow the self-destruct switch..." An Wenyi scratched his head.

Everyone looked at Bai Mo again, and Bai Mo looked at them doubtfully: "Didn't I tell you all? No matter who you meet, Team Yu is definitely the most stable point."

Desperately consuming blood, and even to be on the safe side, Soxar wore the one that originally belonged to Moriarty for the final battle.

The World Invitational Tournament ruled that it is not considered a complete elimination until the skill is released but the damage is not settled. Therefore, after the damage of the self-destruct switch is settled, the health of both sides returns to zero at the same time. What is this if it is not a draw?

Even the American referee couldn't say anything because the change in the ruling was his own idea.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it seems someone shot himself in the foot!" Feng Xianjun said cheerfully to the neon referee beside him.

"Ah, hehe..."

"It's a draw... In the first game, it seems that Corvinus and Passionate Brahma were also tied?"

"Then how about we come up with a nickname for Corvinus, let's call it 50-50?"

"Then didn't he lose a round?"

"Don't be stupid. The only two draws in the World Invitational Tournament were caused by this guy. Isn't it considered a record?"

"That's true, hahahaha. Look at his expression, it makes me laugh. Where was that craziness before?"

Corvinus's face looked as if he had eaten something bad, and he stared at Yu Wenzhou who was walking towards him with a smile.

"Sorry, you played well, but all of us have reasons why we can't lose, right?" Yu Wenzhou shook hands with Corvinus.

"Just wait for me!"

Corvinus returned to the US team's preparation table with a livid face.

"It's okay Corvinus, you've already played well." Dracula sighed, self-destructing the switch... Dracula patted Corvinus on the shoulder: "At least, we already know the opponent's trump card. Isn’t it?”

Corvinus's face improved slightly after hearing Dracula's comfort.

Dracula looked at the scoreboard in the center. The score between the American team and the Chinese team was now 1 to 2. The American team was temporarily one point behind: "god."

"I know." Because he was behind in the score, God's expression was much calmer than his previous impatience: "In the arena competition, I will bring all the scores back."

I hope so...

The half-time break is undoubtedly a torment for the audience. They can't wait to see the next game, but the players need time to adjust to their condition. Simply, the half-time break between the individual competition and the group competition is only Just ten short minutes.

"Team White, what will the arena match be like? Will our captain play?" Du Ming asked, shouting.

"Why are you so anxious?" Bai Mo sighed: "It will be revealed soon. Wouldn't it be boring if we knew the answer in advance?"

"Damn it, you're pretending, Sun Xiang, please tell us!" The professional players around him laughed and cursed, and then started to cheer around Sun Xiang.

"Hmph, I kind of want to eat the watermelon over there..."

"Eat, eat, eat, forget it until you die, just tell me quickly!"

"My shoulders are a little sore..."

"Shall we throw him out?"

"I agree."

"What the hell, don't say this or that. At least tell us who's head office is the first one to go out, right?"

"The first person to come on stage has nothing he can't say..." Sun Xiang put his feet up on the coffee table like an old man: "But my memory is a bit bad. Come and rub my legs, maybe I can remember it. A little something.”

"Brothers, come on!"

"No problem, just kill him..."

"What did I see!" Pan Lin suddenly exclaimed, causing everyone to look at the big screen in the box.

"This Pan Lin's professionalism is getting worse and worse. Now he has to shout about everything, right?" A professional player turned his head impatiently and said, and then he froze and opened his eyes in disbelief. Eyes rolled: "Fuck..."

"seriously?"

"Probably, I'm just kidding if I don't sleep, I'm starting to confirm that my account is stuck..."

"He went in, he went in, and the ID that appeared on the big screen was..."

"The leader of the Chinese team is warming up. He's on the field. The account he operates is... One Autumn Leaf!" The voice of the American team's commentator was a bit mocking: "This is good news."

All the professional players in the box looked a little strange.

Yes, good news, indeed good news, but it doesn’t seem to be good news for you.

Embassy of China

"Old Ye, Xiaoye is here." Tian Tian smiled and patted Father Ye next to him: "I heard from Xiaobai, if it weren't for you, this account card would still be Xiaoye's. How about it? Do you have any regrets? Feel?"

"It's because I'm old." Father Ye looked at the familiar figure on the TV in a daze: "In other words, I didn't realize that this kid has become the belief in the hearts of many children... "

Bai Tian was stunned for a moment: "It's really not easy for an old stubborn like you to admit your mistake..."

"Yeah." Father Ye couldn't help but smile on his face. Hearing that the stadium, no, not only the stadium of the World Invitational Tournament, but also the young people watching the game with them, all shouted loudly after a brief moment of astonishment. With the same name: "Now, I still feel for him..."

Proud.

World Invitational Tournament China Seats

I didn't expect that I would still have the opportunity to sit here. I still use this account card...

Ye Xiu smiled, moved the e-sports chair, adjusted the height, and after sitting there for a while, he took out the account card that he had not touched in a long time.

He carefully looked at the account card in his hand for a while and inserted it into the card reader.

[One Autumn Leaf has joined the room]!

One Autumn Leaf...

In the box where the professional players were, Chen Guo stared blankly at Ye Xiu and One Autumn Leaf on the right half of the screen, tears falling down involuntarily.

Chen Guo sniffed hard: "God of War!"

All the professional players were startled by the sudden voice, and looked stupidly at Chen Guo, who was crying and shouting.

Ye Xiu, God of War, One Autumn Leaf.

God in the competition seat opposite was stunned for a moment, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise.

Fighting God? One Autumn Leaf...ha...