Chapter 696 The Thief's Attack

"Hey..."

"What are you sighing about?" Li Yibo, who was reading the information, looked at Pan Lin beside him with some confusion.

Pan Lin shrugged helplessly: "Brother Li, to be honest, I really don't want to commentate on the home game of Ember."

Li Yibo was amused. Two days ago, Pan Lin applied to the Professional League to change the commentary order of this game and transfer it to the game between Happy and Howling Team, but was rejected by the Professional League.

The game between Ember and Samsara is already a relatively high-ranking one, especially the champions of the eighth and ninth seasons. The annual champion of the tenth season is likely to appear in the two teams.

As a golden combination of commentator and guest partner, it is natural to give priority to commentating this game. What's more, there is no precedent for the commentator and guest to comment on two games separately.

Pan Lin's worries are actually very simple. For a head-on game like that, he will naturally not panic at all. The worst thing is to talk about the off-field and report skills!

But when it comes to the tactical arrangements of the home team's team game, they are really at a loss. Now with the holographic projection, things are not going smoothly. The commentary booth can only watch the director's broadcast. It can open the God's perspective, but it is not completely open, and it cannot compare to the comprehensive God's perspective of the live audience. From time to time, there will be some fun.

Opening the wrong champagne at halftime, slapping the face at the speed of light, a lot of foreshadowing, these pits Pan Lin has stepped on a lot.

Pan Lin also wants to be a powerful commentator, not a clown who pretends to be stupid...

Pan Lin is very depressed about this.

"Don't think about these, since it is a task arranged by the alliance, just do it well." Li Yibo reminded.

The two were chatting, and the director over there sent a signal, indicating that the two should quickly test the sound, and they will soon enter the broadcast.

Pan Lin and Li Yibo understood...

"Start entering." Mo Chuchen sat up and his expression became more focused.

Under the stage, the away team Samsara entered first.

This year, Baihua encountered the Samsara team twice in the regular season, and both times they returned empty-handed. It cannot be said that they were defeated miserably, but they were always firmly suppressed by the opponent.

Yu Feng was bitten by Sun Xiang, while Zhou Zekai was hanging Zou Yuan.

There is still a gap between the first-line players and the top players...

However, Yu Feng and Zou Yuan still have a rising period. After all, their martial spirits... ah, it’s not that the revised version of Fanhua Xuejing has become more and more pure, and they have found their own way from the original Fanhua.

Emotionally speaking, the members of the Baihua team still hope that the Yujin team can win.

Although the two clubs are almost mortal enemies, both are star clubs in K City, but there is only so much support, and the one with more support will not have it. Yujin has also won the championship. If Chu Xue was not the daughter of the CEO of Lingmao, and Baihua had to get endorsements from Lingmao, I am afraid that the conflict between the two teams would have started long ago.

However, for the professional players, their relationship with the Ember Team is quite good. The first and second generation captains are both in Ember, and they have also passed down the Flower Blood Scene. There is no need to let the people from City S win, right?

Zhang Wei and Zou Yuan wore masks and cheered for the Ember Team with great victory.

I don’t know if it was an illusion. Zhang Jiale turned his head to look over here, and then quickly turned his head away.

The gunpowder smell on the stage was not particularly strong. Sun Xiang had been confronted by Sun Zheping once before, and he didn’t dare to explode in front of the old predecessor. He nodded and greeted others honestly, then left the stage and walked to the audience with the Samsara team.

"The starting member of the Samsara Team was not chosen by Sun Xiang, but was handed over to Du Ming's Wu Shuang Gou Yue?" Pan Lin was stunned for a moment. Judging from this form of play, the Samsara Team had already shown weakness to the Ember Team at the beginning!

However, Pan Lin was not stupid enough to say this directly. After all... there were many Samsara fans at the scene, and he didn't want to be blocked outside.

"The player sent by the Ember team is Fang Rui's Heart Thief, who starts with a thief. In this game, the Ember team did choose to change the play mode and focus on the dirty flow." Li Yibo nodded: "There is a high probability that the Ember team will re-use the dot tactics that defeated the Blue Rain team in the previous game in the team competition."

"Then from Brother Li's perspective, what is Du Ming's winning rate against Fang Rui?" Pan Lin asked curiously.

Li Yibo thought for a while: "Probably 30% to 70%, Fang Rui 70%, Du Ming 30%."

Even so, Li Yibo still gave some sympathy points. In fact, when Fang Rui has the home advantage, his winning rate can be said to be quite high, reaching an astonishing 70%. In the first ring match between Du Ming and Fang Rui, Fang Rui has a minimum chance of winning 80%.

When Du Ming saw that Fang Rui was left on the other side, he actually wanted to surrender.

Don't forget what Du Ming's title is.

[Crazy Swordsman], without the attributes of a mad swordsman, but with the style of a mad swordsman, this is simply a great joy for Fang Rui.

He is most happy to play against this type of player. Let alone you, even if Da Sun sleeps for a summer at home, he can only win 60-40 against me at most!

Heart Thief is a Disaster: [I heard that you are about to leave the Samsara team, right? Where are you considering going? It's actually good for you to change places. ]

At the beginning, Fang Rui casually threw out trash talk.

Don't say whether you are prepared or not. It's a waste not to throw trash talk during the opening period. It's better to say a few words to liven up the atmosphere.

Then, if the trash talk really works, wouldn’t it be a huge profit?

Du Ming glanced at Fang Rui's teasing and had no intention of paying attention to him. The moment the restricted aperture ended, all the swordsman's buffs began to be added.

There's nothing you can do if you don't add it. Facing Fang Rui's thieves, if you don't add it at the beginning, he really won't give you the chance to add it.

Fang Rui, on the other hand, started from where he was and reached out.

This map has been deeply engraved in his mind. There is no need to survey, the 3D map is in his mind.

Fang Rui was rolling and jumping, crouching quietly, let alone Pan Lin and Li Yibo in the commentary booth. Even the audience who came from the full view of the picture couldn't tell what was virtual and what was real for a while. Which place has been trapped and which place is absolutely safe.

Fang Rui can still afford the title of Trap Master.

"Three circles on the left, three on the right, three on top and three on the back. Let's make a trap together..." Fang Rui hummed the trap song he adapted. From the beginning to now, he seemed to be playing a game called The single-player game of Trap Master has no interaction at all except for occasional trash talk.

Du Ming, who rushed to midfield, stopped.

He needs to calm down and think about his next strategy.

The lackluster performance last season, the fact that Sun Xiang played most of the games this season, and even the failure in the previous game made Du Ming calm down a lot.

The mad swordsman is really not something worth bragging about.

The title that he was proud of before was now nothing short of humiliation for Du Ming.

Think about it, Fang Rui's current movements should be that he is constantly setting up traps, right? After setting the trap, how will he force himself to act?

Obviously, there are only two kinds. The first is to set up a bait, fight and escape, and finally put the situation under your control.

And the second one... although somewhat unlikely, but...

It works really well.

Du Ming let out a sigh of relief and watched for any disturbance around him.

"Based on the number of traps Fang Rui has laid in this battle, he may forcefully press Xiao Du's position from the front." Fang Minghua frowned.

The other members of Team Samsara did not agree, but they accepted Fang Minghua's statement.

Fang Rui's strong attack... Although it is hard to imagine, for a group of players who want to win the championship and build their own dynasty, as long as they can win, they will do it regardless of integrity or persistence. Hands on.

And Fang Rui is obviously one of them.

"Here we come." Sun Xiang moved his butt.

In the darkness, the tips of two daggers emerged first.

Apply poison, stab in the back, hit in the back!

"Strong attack?!" Pan Lin screamed out strangely: "Team Ember always surprises me. Did I see it wrong? Is it a poisoned backstab? Isn't it a sap attack?! If it were a sap attack from this angle... …”

"Fang Rui's skill is here." Li Yibo said with certainty: "Pay attention to Du Ming's position. Under the moonlight, you will be seen the moment the Thief launches his attack. If it is a sap, according to Du Ming's reaction speed It is completely possible to block with your back and then counterattack.

But if it weren't for the control skills, Du Ming wouldn't have used the swordsman's powerful blocking skills, which are not too many.

Fang Rui is indeed going for a strong attack this time. Keep your sap in mind to watch his block, and then exchange damage! "

"This... Fang Rui's style of play seems to be more mature than Lin Feng's? Then why didn't he use it in the Howling Team at the time?" Pan Lin was a little confused.

Regarding this question, Li Yibo did not answer and it was difficult to answer.

Regarding this issue, Li Yibo has some opinions of his own, that is, Lin Jingyan's departure at that time made Fang Rui completely stubborn and unwilling to make any changes in his style. Since then, Fang Rui has become somewhat Disheartened...

Of course, this is just Li Yibo's guess. I'm afraid only Fang Rui himself knows what the truth is.

However, Li Yibo was not surprised at all that Fang Rui would attack the thief.

What is career first? The first thing about a profession is to play this profession thoroughly. No matter what school it is, it may not be as good as a professional, but at least it is above the professional level.

And Fang Rui now revealed this very well.

The two swords swept across, the sword was raised, and then thrust, retreated and rolled, and thrust forward fiercely. Every move and every move was extremely precise and deadly.

Under this fast attacking rhythm, Du Ming's originally prepared playstyle was completely dismantled.

A completely unseen rhythm.

Cold sweat broke out on Du Ming's head.

Doesn't Du Ming have any talent? How can a professional player not have talent? At most, it was just a difference in talent level, and Fang Rui's talent as a thief was obviously higher than Du Ming's talent as a swordsman.

What if you see through my plan? Now you are still led by my nose, and now you still... can't beat me!

Fang Rui's lips curled up into a smile.

Next, is the first step in the trap attack flow.

Poison cloud, poison!

Poisoned state.

There was no time to think carefully, no time to even see what he had stepped on. Just facing Fang Rui's offensive was already a bit stretched...

Can't beat it, can't beat it...

"Du Ming's will to win has decreased." Sun Zheping said.

As a player with the same style, Sun Zheping saw at a glance that Du Ming was not in the right state.

"It's normal. Players who play with a strong attack flow look down on the dirty flow from the bottom of their hearts, but suddenly they find that they can't compare to a dirty thief in terms of strong attack, and it's hard not to collapse their mentality." Lu Liang pillowed his arm.

"Hiss, could it be that Brother Sun..." Bai Shu looked at Sun Zheping.

Sun Zheping glanced at him and shook his head: "Don't listen to his nonsense, at least I have never looked down on others because of their playing style."

...

This is not in line with Sun Zheping's character, right?

The members of the Embers team looked at Sun Zheping in disbelief, and Zhang Jiale even wanted to touch Sun Zheping's head in worry.

But soon, Sun Zheping's next sentence dispelled all their worries.

"I just look down on those who are bad and pretentious."

That's right, this is Sun Zheping.

Everyone was relieved.

[Sun Zheping is really a king of forcing...] Su Muqiu sighed: [However, Xiao Rui's performance in this game was indeed a bit unexpected.]

"It should be that Xiao Qiu and Brother Zheping usually put a lot of pressure on him with strong attacks, right?" Li Wen said with a smile.

Qiu Fei looked at Li Wen strangely.

It seems that you beat Brother Fang the hardest, right? Especially... when using sharpshooters.

The game has reached the end stage. Du Ming seems to have gotten familiar with Fang Rui's offensive rhythm, but it is too late. Wu Shuang Gou Yue has no room for error, and even the ice slag is trembling slightly.

Under this strong attack, Du Ming can no longer keep up with the consumption, while Fang Rui is still full of energy.

This is also one of the advantages of the wretched flow. Professional players of the wretched flow have a longer professional life than professional players of the strong attack type.

Although Fang Rui debuted earlier than Du Ming, Fang Rui is not much worse in terms of physical strength.

Heart Thief is a Disaster: [In fact, it’s mainly because you are a bit bad. After the game, reflect on it carefully. ]

As a back-pull, he used the body movement skills that seemed to be an assassin. At the moment when the reverse stab was pulled back, Fang Rui rushed forward.

The dagger with green light in his hand pierced into Wu Shuang Gouyue’s heart.

[Disabled]...

[Bleeding]...

[Poisoned]...

And... [Paralysis Needle]...

Lost.

Du Ming’s hand stopped. (End of this chapter)