National Upgrade: Select The Defensive Talent Tree At The Beginning

He secretly sighed, "Good guy, is this scraping me?"

Even though Yue Zhen's attack was fierce, he didn't lose blood at all when he hit Yang Qiao.

In other words, even Yang Qiao's defense was not broken.

On the contrary, Yue Zhen himself, due to the passive effect of anti-injury, his blood volume frequently decreased.

He didn't notice at all!

After the scarlet round dance ended, Yue Zhen frowned, "The blood volume is very thick, but so what.

"The person who was attacked by me has never walked out of the ring alive."

"Pioneer Bash!"

"boom!"

Yue Zhen's blow directly landed on Yang Qiao's forehead, causing the latter to be stunned.

Taking advantage of this time, Yue Zhen used all his skills on Yang Qiao like crazy.

"Blood Moon Slash!"

"Blood Slash!"

But just when he used up his fourth skill.

"Slap!"

Yue Zhenren was gone, and was killed by Yang Qiao.

Yue Zhen who came out of the ring was dumbfounded, "What's going on, what's going on?"

Then he was dumbfounded after checking the damage record panel.

"Anti-injury, he has anti-injury skills, what the fuck, where did this BT come from!"

"Ahhh, I actually lost to a person with no rank.

"No, no, I have to hold on, there are only two chances left."

There are only three chances to lose in the entrance examination of Zhan Zheng Academy. As long as you lose three times, you will be eliminated directly.

For some, it's time to try your luck.

For others, it is their hunting time.

At this moment, Yang Qiao was standing in a dark ring, and the ring would only light up when the next player entered.

"That job just now seemed pretty good." Yang Qiao recalled, commenting to himself. "It's a pity that they are not as strong as my anti-injury"".

"Anti-injury is always a god!"

At this moment, there are no people in his live broadcast room, the main reason is that... there is no rank.

A large number of people are watching the battle with higher ranking people.

The highest rank in the entrance examination is Qin Wenwu, who has a diamond third rank.

His popularity is also the highest.

At this moment, Yang Qiao's arena was lit up again, and a student was teleported up again.

There is also a rank on this person's head - a second-rank duelist in silver.

His name is Zheng Qiang.

Silver tier 2?

Zheng Qiang laughed wildly, "Hahaha, it's great that I finally met someone who has no rank."

"Brother, don't blame your buddies for being unjust. Before the entrance examination, you can't show affection."

"sorry!"

Zheng Qiang let out a roar, and successively used fireball, lava tornado, fire wall, rain

It turned out that he was a flame controller!

Various fire spells were used, aiming at Yang Qiao for a burst of flame baptism.

It's a pity that Yang Qiao's anti-injury is not only anti-melee, but also long-range.

All skill damage was not only absorbed, but also bombarded Zheng Qiang with invisible force.

Since it was remote, Zheng Qiang soon found out that he was injured, and he opened the injury record panel in doubt.

"Anti-injury? Damn, what is this?" Zheng Qiang shouted again and again pointing at Yang Qiao in shock.

"Hastily, no wonder you don't even move."

Zheng Qiang, who discovered this fact, did not dare to attack again, but wandered around the periphery, thinking about countermeasures.

Seeing that the other party found out, Yang Qiao was not in a hurry, and mocked, "Why, don't you dare to hit me?"

"Come on, come and hit me."

Zheng Qiang's face flushed instantly, "What kind of monster are you?"

"No, you are bluffing. After eating so many of my skills, I don't believe that your blood volume is still healthy."

Looking at Zheng Qiang, who was self-righteous and wandering around the periphery, Yang Qiao felt happy, and without hiding it, he directly showed his blood volume.

"Look, this is my current blood volume."

"Wow!"

I saw red blood floating above Yang Qiao's head, still full of blood.

Full blood is not important, what is important is his blood volume.

Zheng Qiang was shocked, completely shocked!

He yelled again and again, "Hey, how many bloods does this shit have, and what level are you tm."

With more than 400 grids of blood, Yang Qiao is exactly the same as the Boss.

No matter which professional over forty levels saw it, they didn't want to fight at all.

"Level 40." Yang Qiao said lightly.

Zheng Qiang's eyes were full of despair, "bian, tai! bian, tai!"

Yang Qiao, who just wanted to fight quickly, said casually, "Are you finished? I will end this battle after I finish."

As he said that, he made a gesture to make a move.

Zheng Qiang burst into tears, put his head in his hands and said, "Don't, don't, brother, I've made it to this last stage, I beg you!"

"As long as there is enough time and enough people are eliminated, I still have a chance to enter the top 1,000."

???

And... this operation?

delay?

"Are you sure this operation is feasible?" Yang Qiao suddenly became interested.

"It's possible, of course it's possible!" Seeing that Yang Qiao had no intention of attacking, Zheng Qiang quickly stood up and explained.

"Brother, brother, think about it, there are only three chances of failure in this entrance examination group arena."

"In addition, the disparity in strength among the players is too large, and some people's three chances are quickly exhausted.

"They will be the first to be eliminated."

"And the group that will be eliminated next is the stage that can last for a while in each game."

The more he talked, the more excited Zheng (Li's Zhao) Qiang became, "Actually, as long as I can delay until only a thousand people are eliminated, even if I lose three times, I can still become a member of Zhanzheng College." student."

"So, brother, please, please don't hit me first."

You fucking niang are really talented, you can even think of this kind of method!

However, after Yang Qiao thought about it, he found that there was a bug in it.

He hurriedly said, "Wait, a group arena match can't be dragged on forever."

Zheng Qiang gave a thumbs up and said, "Brother, you're really smart, indeed, the group arena can't be dragged on forever.'

"That's right, there is a time limit, but this limit is a full half an hour."

"Let's wait until half an hour later, when the arena starts to automatically deduct blood!"

Sure enough, the time is limited, but it is half an hour!.