"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!"
In the middle of the battle, Huang Shaotian suddenly changed his font size and typed out the word "kill" seven times in a row!
Under the dense text bubbles, Flowing Tree's attacks seemed to become even sharper.
Qiao Yifan was even more convinced of his guess. Flowing Tree's attacks didn't stop at all. While maintaining such a high tempo, he still had the time to change his font size. With this kind of high hand speed, who else could it be other than the God-level Huang Shaotian?
However, despite his continuous and incisive attacks, the first of the eighteen players to fall wasn't Flowing Tree's sword.
Even though Huang Shaotian was sharp and his Level 25 Orange weapon had the attack power of a Level 30 Purple weapon, his attack power was too low. However, his level was too low, so his skill damage was too low. In addition, the damage reduction brought about by the Level Suppression of 6 levels could not be ignored, so his damage output was limited. Of the eighteen heroes, the first person to fall under Han Yanrou's spear was Tang Rou.
This girl had died twice today and was trapped in the main city. No one knew how much emotion she had accumulated in her heart. In everyone's eyes, she was fighting, fighting non-stop.
From the moment she arrived, she hadn't said a single word. She just kept on killing. Huang Shaotian's seven "kill" words were perfect for her.
Han Yanrou's non-stat movement buff, her arms glowed red with the fire attribute buff, and her body glowed with a faint blue with the ice attribute buff. All of this perfectly displayed this Battle Mage's powerful fighting spirit.
She wasn't attacking from the outside, but rather charging into the enemy's formation. However, the enemy couldn't do anything about it. Instead, she ruthlessly killed one of them.
This kind of indomitable spirit was something that Huang Shaotian didn't have. Even though Huang Shaotian was fighting against these noobs and had the absolute advantage, his opportunistic nature wouldn't change. This was also a type of spirit. Every pro had their own type of spirit. Every player had their own type of spirit. Fighting style, habits, and decisiveness were all embodiments of a player's spirit. The pro players displayed everything to the fullest, so their auras were even more obvious.
Huang Shaotian could also use his skills to be as strong as Tang Rou's, but this could not change his character. His true nature was to be an assassin who hid in ambush and killed with one strike. He was not this kind of general who swept everything before him and charged into traps.
Even Huang Shaotian was a little surprised by Tang Rou's performance. Perhaps it was because his previous interactions with NPCs were limited to PvE. Most people would follow a fixed routine when dealing with a monotonous and stubborn system NPC. However, in a PVP battle, the situation was much more complex, and the requirements for players were obviously higher. Only then would a person's various characteristics be more prominent. At this moment, the Tang Rou that Huang Shaotian saw was exactly like this. Her skills were not first-class, but her temperament was very good.
Lonely Drink's group of players dared to brandish their weapons at Huang Shaotian's Flowing Tree, but against Tang Rou's Han Yanrou, it was already too late for them to avoid her.
"She's a talent!" This time, Huang Shaotian truly saw Tang Rou's strength. He hadn't taken her seriously in the last dungeon.
"Boom!" Han Yanrou once again used the Battle Mage's tyrannical Falling Flower Palm to blow away a group of people. A figure used this opening to dodge in. With a slash of his blade, frost fell from his blade. A blue and white demon condensed. It was Qiao Yifan's One Inch Ash who had taken advantage of this opening to charge into the middle of the enemy group and cast an Ice Boundary.
Lonely Drink and the others hastily tried to interrupt him, but in the end, all of their attacks were a bit too slow. After One Inch Ash finished casting and threw out an Ice Boundary, he rolled and dodged everyone's attacks.
"Beautiful! In a short instant, you clearly saw the classes of all the surrounding characters and determined their positions and possible attack patterns. You chose a position where you could dodge all the attacks after casting the Ice Boundary. Brilliant, very brilliant. You weren't just lucky, were you?? " Normally, people would just praise and leave it at that, but Huang Shaotian quickly explained why it was so good. By the time he finished speaking, the players on Lonely Drink's side had all been frozen by the Ice Boundary like popsicles.
"Ah … …" Qiao Yifan couldn't help but panic after being praised like this. After saying "Ah", he didn't know what to say and replied with a "Nope". But at this moment, Huang Shaotian had already continued to trash talk. He sent out his word bubbles and brandished his greatsword to kill his opponents.
Qiao Yifan's performance was truly brilliant. But for a top God in the pro scene, it wasn't enough to stand there in shock for a long time.
A Laser Beam shot out and the group of eighteen, no, seventeen players was once again cruelly torn apart. On the other side, Ye Xiu's Lord Grim also used a tyrannical Falling Flower Palm to create an opening. Baozi's Invader flashed out and wretchedly threw out a handful of Sand Toss. The two players who were running around were immediately blinded by the blinding light.
The two players didn't know what kind of situation they were in. They could only count the cooldowns of their skills and madly attack.
After a short moment, the blinding effect disappeared and one of them blankly discovered that the world had turned gray. He fell to the ground and looked up at the sky. Next to him was his comrade who had been blinded along with him. Lord Grim's blade had just brushed past his neck. The thing that came out of his mouth seemed to be blood, but in the world of the dead, even blood was gray.
That comrade had also fallen. It was only a single blinding effect, but the two of them had fallen. For a Level 30 Brawler, the blinding effect wouldn't last more than six seconds, but they hadn't even lasted six seconds. They didn't know what kind of coordinated attacks the other side had done to them during this time. They could only find out in the system's diary that the one who had killed them was Lord Grim.
They had originally thought that this was the most terrifying opponent they would ever face, but because of the other players' dazzling performances, they had carelessly overlooked this person.
Lord Grim had always been there!
Lord Grim was the strongest!
By the time they reacted, the two of them had already fallen in Kongzhi Forest.
Lord Grim continued to fight. When he used his spear, his tyrannical style didn't seem to be any less than that female Battle Mage's. But when he suddenly switched to another weapon, he could immediately display a different style …..
Everyone retreated in disarray, but the voice of the swordsman, Flowing Tree, was still reverberating in their ears, "Aiyo! You didn't use your full strength! You didn't fully display the unspecialized's style. You're always using your spear. Do you think you're a Battle Mage! "
"Is there a need?" Ye Xiu laughed as he spoke. Lord Grim's spear stabbed out and a Circle Swing killed another player.
"You're about to lose." Ye Xiu said.
"What?"
"I've already killed 11." Ye Xiu said.
"F * ck, f * ck, is this still counting?" Huang Shaotian loudly yelled. Previously, there was a saying that the winner was decided by how many people they killed, but as they fought, Huang Shaotian had forgotten about this. Now that he counted, he had only killed 9 people. Before, everyone's progress had been the same. The difference between the two of them had been left behind after this chaotic battle began.
"What are we competing in?" Tang Rou finally spoke her first sentence since arriving.
"The one who kills the least loses." Ye Xiu said.
"Ha ha ha ha." Baozi laughed loudly, attracting everyone's attention. Afterwards, he calmly turned towards Concealed Light, who was frantically commanding his summons, and said seriously: "You've lost."
Concealed Light was still seriously commanding his summons. His summons had first formed a human wall in front of the eighteen heroes. Those that were killed were killed and those that were out of time were out of time. At this moment, a new wave of summons had already arrived. The human wall's mission had already been completed. Concealed Light was now commanding his summons to battle.
This time, he was able to do it.
Concealed Light accurately imprinted a popsicle that had been frozen by Qiao Yifan's One Inch Ash's Ice Boundary. One of his Goblins, two Thunder Spirits, and two Fire Spirits immediately rushed forward to surround the popsicle.
The Fire Spirit's fire attack immediately broke the Freeze effect, but this player was surrounded by five summons. It wasn't easy for him to escape. Even though Concealed Light's mechanics were terrible, the encirclement had already been completed. The imprints were still there and the summons were already attacking.
The pitiful player had been completely surrounded. Right now, there was no escape left, right, front, or back. The five summons attacked him one after another, causing his health to drop rapidly. He swung his sword and cut down a summon. He hastily tried to escape, but the other summons were already hot on his heels. Concealed Light carefully imprinted another imprint on him. Luckily, he didn't miss and hit someone else. This player had actually been killed by his summons.
"Ah ah! I killed one! " Concealed Light was excited. He looked at the system log and saw that he had killed a certain player. He was as excited as if he was on TV.
"F * ck!" Baozi was furious. Concealed Light had also killed one. Didn't that mean they were tied?
"How many did you kill?" Baozi hastily asked Qiao Yifan, who happened to be next to him.
"Two." Qiao Yifan said.
4, 3, 2, 2 … … At this moment, the others also counted. Ye Xiu's Lord Grim had killed 4, Tang Rou's Han Yanrou had killed 3, and Su Mucheng and Huang Shaotian had each killed 2.
"F * ck!" Baozi didn't want to lose this game, so he quickly cheered on them. But at this moment, only 3 of the 18 Heroes remained. They were alone and helpless in the middle of the encirclement. Even more pitiful was that no one was going to show mercy. Everyone seemed to want to kill them and snatch points.
Who knew how many weapons and skills landed on their bodies. Light and blood rippled together. In an instant, the three of them had become corpses. Among the three of them was Lonely Drink. As a guild leader, in terms of strength, he was undoubtedly the strongest of the 18 Heroes. He had lasted until the end, but he hadn't been able to change his fate.
The moment his health ran out, his world turned grey. Before he lost his voice, the last thing he heard was two people saying at the same time: "Ha ha ha ha, we got one."
F * ck! Are we monsters?
Lonely Drink was depressed, but he couldn't tell who was laughing. He had died, but his losses weren't too great. It was just a bit of money and 10% of his experience. None of his guild brothers had dropped any equipment.
However, annihilation … … this word deeply hurt Lonely Drink. The team of 32 that he had led to chase down Lord Grim had actually been wiped out?
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