Chapter 602: Wandering Dragon

In terms of hard power, I am not as good as Sun Xiang.

In the early stage of the trial, Qiu Fei had already come to this conclusion, but this result was not unexpected by Qiu Fei.

This is actually something that he has understood for a long time.

The Rookie King, the second player who did not encounter the rookie wall, almost brought Yueyun into the playoffs in his debut year, and directly transformed without any professional pain period.

Although everyone in the team said that his talent was no less than Sun Xiang, Qiu Fei knew that there was still a gap.

And it was not small...

At least, he could not show the edge that attracted everyone's attention in the youth training camp.

He was just a hard-working player.

But...

Qiu Fei took a deep breath, and his eyes became firm again. At least, he had to let others see that his efforts and everyone's expectations were not meaningless!

"Qiu Fei's silver spear was suppressed by the God of Fighting. All the attack trajectories and routes seemed to be laid out in front of Sun Xiang." Pan Lin said sincerely: "If this continues, it will only be a matter of time before Qiu Fei loses."

"From the current situation, it is indeed the case. Even Qiu Fei's variable speed play is suppressed. All the rhythms are under the control of One Autumn Leaf." Li Yibo added: "In fact, since this season, everyone has paid attention to the Samsara team. The professional team with two titles has been the only one since its establishment. Under this kind of high-profile pressure, Sun Xiang's strength seems to have reached a period of explosion. His style has become much more stable, and his teamwork has gradually matured."

Before this season, Sun Xiang could only be regarded as a first-tier upper-middle player. Although he also had the title of a title, the name of the God of Fighting was given to One Autumn Leaf.

Since this season, Sun Xiang can truly be worthy of the title of the God of Fighting. The role and the operator behind him have gradually begun to merge into one.

It was as if the God of Fighting had returned.

At this level, the Little God of Fighting could be said to be worthy of the name.

While dealing with Qiu Fei's charge, Sun Xiang was still in the mood to think about some miscellaneous things. If he practiced this technique for another two years, he would probably be able to earn a reputation.

But, now, you still... eh?

Sun Xiang was stunned, and even the movement of his hands paused subconsciously.

The sweep just now was just to suppress the opponent's movement and take more initiative in his own hands.

But, it... how did it hit?

Wait...

In this case, the rhythm will...

"The rhythm is messed up!" Li Wen said.

"Well, Sun Xiang's rhythm is messed up. Xiao Qiu used this move that hurts himself by 1,000 to fight for an opportunity, but this opportunity..." Zhang Jiale frowned: "The best result is just to exchange injuries for injuries, right? What do you think, Big Sun?"

"A typical play of the Berserker." Sun Zheping said: "Xiao Qiu let go of the defense, allowing the opponent's originally compact attack to be torn open. This method will completely disrupt the original order and completely stagger the order of the two sides' attacks, exchanging one's own blood for the blood of others."

"Xiao Qiu's blood volume is now nearly 20 less than the opponent's. If this exchange continues..."

[But there is no other choice. ] Su Muqiu held his chin: [This is the only way to pave the way for subsequent teammates. ]

Bai Shu was naturally aware of this, and his fists clenched subconsciously, staring at the scattered petals and the constantly intertwined light and shadows on the stage.

"Exchange tactics! At the most critical moment, Qiu Fei resolutely used the exchange tactics. It was a brilliant decision. He completely abandoned his original idea and quickly changed his original tactical style after knowing his disadvantage. This caught Sun Xiang off guard and he could only passively follow his opponent's thinking." Pan Lin shouted.

Li Yibo smiled and shook his head: "Now, even if he can win, Sun Xiang may not be in a good mood..."

He likes farming, but if he is led by the nose to farm, it will be a long time.

Sun Xiang's face became not so good, but the movement of his hands remained unchanged.

Want to exchange blood? Then exchange!

Fifty percent, forty percent, thirty percent...

The blood volume of both sides dropped rapidly. The moment Yi Ye Zhi Qiu entered the red blood zone, both sides pulled away at the same time.

The quality of the Sheep Horn Silver Spear account was somewhat beyond Sun Xiang's expectations. Judging from the current blood volume and the opponent's damage, the Sheep Horn Silver Spear was not inferior to Yi Ye Zhi Qiu, and even... it was even better?

Sun Xiang was a little surprised about this, but he couldn't think too much during the game.

He was actually very clear about Qiu Fei's thoughts.

Longdan and Quexie were both covered by golden light, and then, they shot!

He micro-manipulated again, and in the process of releasing, he adjusted his position, staggered the opponent's spearhead, deflected his position, and then controlled his own Fulong Xiangtian.

This was no longer a dragon raising its head or a dragon turning its head. The Fulong Xiangtian in the hands of the two people seemed to be completely alive, and the two dragons were fighting in the field.

"This, this, this..." Pan Lin stuttered a little, but Li Yibo quickly took over the responsibility of commentary: "With the gap between the two sides obvious, Qiu Fei challenged Sun Xiang. Although this challenge was not fair, Sun Xiang still resolutely accepted it.

The micro-manipulation of both sides made the skills themselves seem to have life. To be honest, compared with them, I myself felt how rigid the operation I was once proud of was... Although I didn't want to, I had to admit that I had indeed been abandoned by the professional league, and the future of the professional league belongs to them."

As Li Yibo's voice fell, the result of the game on the field was also decided.

However, no one was anxious to know who won like in the usual games. Everyone applauded for this game, for Sun Xiang, for Qiu Fei, for One Leaf Autumn, and for Sheep Horn Silver Spear.

The picture gradually became clear. There was a charred crack beside One Leaf Autumn. At the last moment, Sun Xiang controlled One Leaf Autumn to dodge the opponent's Fu Long Xiang Tian.

And Sheep Horn Silver Spear slowly fell down.

One Autumn Leaf: [It was actually quite fair in the end. ]

One Autumn Leaf: [Although my HP is a little higher, if I fight to the lower level, it may be a little less. In the end, the blast actually made my HP increase a little. ]

"You have more opportunities, I have more HP, everyone is fair, is that what Sun Xiang means?" Fang Rui scratched his head.

One Autumn Leaf: [As for the battle mage, you are the strongest I have seen except for Ye Xiu. ]

Qiu Fei read the words on the public channel in the competition seat and took out the account card.

Next time, I have to win.

"Don't worry, Xiao Qiu, I will kill that guy." In the player channel, Bai Shu stretched out his fist towards Qiu Fei and said with a serious expression.

Huh?

Qiu Fei was stunned, hesitated for a moment, and tentatively stretched out his fist and touched Bai Shu.

Bai Shu walked into the competition seat aggressively. Qiu Fei stared at the closed door blankly and was stunned for a long time.

He...what's wrong with him? So imposing?

Qiu Fei returned to the competition seat in a daze: "You... made a bet with Brother Bai Shu again?"

"What? Bet? No? I didn't bet, but Bai Shu drank all the chicken blood you gave him." Lu Liang laughed happily.

"What...what?" Qiu Fei asked in a daze.

"It's the kind of trust you conveyed to the teammates behind you and Bai Shu has completely accepted it... Uh, what's wrong, Xiao Qiu?" Lin Jingyan looked at Qiu Fei, whose face was getting more and more strange, in confusion.

Qiu Fei shook his head: "No, nothing, I just think so..."

It's not appropriate to say that I just want to prove myself now...

[What a beautiful misunderstanding. ] Su Muqiu said happily.

The other seniors who have become old and smart have already seen that everything is actually Bai Shu's self-conceit, and Xiao Qiu didn't think so much at all...

"Bai Shu, this kid, must have done well in reading comprehension before." Zhang Jiale was silent for a long time, and suddenly spoke.

"Yeah... He's the kind of person who can analyze problems perfectly from the perspective of refining words."

"I really envy Bai Shu..."

"He's the most educated among us."

Li Wen looked left and right, scratched his head: "Why... are we talking about education again?"

[Xiao Wen, you better not worry about this. ]

"Oh..."

Gong Yu: [That fellow, a slave of three surnames, is he ready to die under someone's knife! ]

Sun Xiang was not surprised but happy. His mood became better because he had done psychological counseling before the game in vain: [Who dares to bark? ]

Gong Yu: [I don't listen, I don't listen, a turtle chanting. ]

Gong Yu: [Oh, I don't look, I don't look, a turtle typing. ]

...

Damn!

I'm really not suitable for trash talk.

At the beginning of the game, Sun Xiang rushed towards Gong Yu with a spear.

Shield horizontal, charge, sprint with sword.

Gongyu completely huddled behind the other mountain stone, and only moved the shield to poke after the sound of the gun hitting the shield, and then quickly huddled back.

The main point is a steady one.

"...... Uh." Pan Lin was a little confused by this extremely negative playing style: "This, this kind of knight playing style, it seems that it has never appeared in the professional league?"

Yiye Zhiqiu: [You, what is this? ! ]

Gongyu: [Didn't you play the game that is very popular recently? That DLC, the one that has mixed reviews! Little thief, this is called shield stabbing flow! ]

After playing the game, Bai Shu deliberately pestered Li Wen for a long time, asking Li Wen to redo the other mountain stone and the Kunlun knife, enlarge the shield of the other mountain stone, adjust the original length of the Kunlun knife, and develop this new playing style.

The price is that Gongyu, who had originally tended to the normal knight speed, is now nearly a quarter slower than the normal knight.

However, Bai Shu was very satisfied with this.

A great man once said, "When the enemy advances, I retreat; when the enemy retreats, I pursue; when the enemy tires, I harass; when the enemy retreats, I attack." Bai Shu made full use of this to the extreme.

When Sun Xiang realized that something was wrong and wanted to use a long-range high-damage magic skill, the attack jade incarnation stuck to the chariot tightly, and then poked and poked.

Under this tactic called shield poking, which was actually a wretched wheelchair, Sun Xiang was easily carried off the field before he found the opponent's rhythm point.

"Um, Xi Xi... do you have any experience that you can transfer?" Jiang Botao, who had waited until Sun Xiang finished, asked cautiously, for fear of poking Sun Xiang's pain point again.

"..." Sun Xiang, who was silent, raised his head: "What did you say?"

"...It's okay. You, just take a good rest." Jiang Botao shook his head and walked helplessly towards the contestants' tunnel.

This kind of scumbag style of play seems really hard to deal with!

However, it cannot be said that there is no solution.

Jiang Botao took a deep breath and entered the game state in one go.

Judging from the situation just now, this style of play is not completely flawless.

The first is that the opponent's shield is too tall, and the character must be controlled to squat when curling up behind it, which greatly affects the character's speed.

In addition, it affects the field of vision. Most of the time, Bai Shu can only judge the position through sound.

Finally... it is still the fatal flaw of Gongyu. The frontal defense can be maximized and Chengdu can completely force the opponent to death, but the rear attack is almost blank.

Rely on high speed, bypass his shield that makes people want to smash it, and attack from behind?

Jiang Botao had a little bit of an idea.

Gong Yu: [You must be thinking about how to get behind me and attack right now, right? Do you think I'm not prepared? 】

oh? Jiang Botao raised his eyebrows, is this trash talk? Or psychological tactics? Or is it a trap, using your own rebellious psychology to trap yourself?

It seems, it's possible, but it doesn't seem to be the case...

Wu Lang: [I don’t quite believe that you can cover everything, so I want to give it a try. 】

Gong Yu: [Oh? Come on then! 】

"Damn, this kid doesn't want to use that trick, does he?" Zhang Jiale said with some horror.

"It's probably... is it okay to ask Xiao Wen to go back to the lounge and call the boss's wife to expel Bai Shu?" Lu Liang bit his fingernails.

"This kid is really better than his old master. At the very least, I really don't dare to do this on the field." Old Wei sighed in admiration: "Captain, go back to the lounge and make a call at the speed of light. Cut it..."

"Well, it shouldn't be... right?" Li Wen scratched his head, but after thinking about the possible scenarios for a while, he became a little hesitant.

This is really hesitant.

after all……

"Ah...ah? This, this kind of fighting method?"

"Baishu players are always able to come up with these eye-opening plays...but I have to admit that this style of play seems to be...invulnerable in another sense?"

Li Yibo and Pan Lin exclaimed, and several people who had originally planned to evacuate immediately sighed at the same time.

He used it, he really used it...

On the field, Jiang Botao stared blankly at Bai Shu, who retreated directly to the edge of the arena at the beginning and pressed his back against the wall of air.

Gong Yu: [You are stupid, kid! This is called living the same life as heaven! 】