Chapter 1010
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In a trance.
Feng Yi felt as though he was looking at the noble God of War.
Back then, Qin Mo had been like this too.
Watching him play games was like watching a feast.
All the blood that had once been extinguished seemed to be ignited at this moment. The audience in the arena was chanting the same name, Supreme Alliance!
No one dared to say that Supreme Alliance would definitely lose this match.
The reversal was like a miracle.
And this miracle was brought about by the youngster.
Xiao Jing's right hand didn't move away from the mouse. He looked at the countdown timer and said two words to Luoluo, "Defend."
Everyone knew that this was the key for Supreme Alliance and also the key for Xiangnan.
Luoluo had just revived and the rest had died three times. They didn't have the right to compete anymore.
But it wasn't too late.
After Luoluo revived, they still had a chance.
This was the wish of every Xiangnan member.
However, in the next second, a white figure broke their expectations.
It was Qin Mo!
"Almighty Qin's hand is injured. Is he going to fight?"
The white figure with the dragon on the screen answered the question in everyone's mind.
Luoluo waved the mouse. When she rolled out, the last defense tower of Xiangnan was gone.
Qin Mo leaped over with the flying dragon and rushed towards the high ground.
Luoluo narrowed her eyes. She lifted the sniper cannon and shot towards Qin Mo.
As the sparks scattered, Qin Mo moved his right hand and raised his left hand. He tilted his body and dodged the cannon. He cut from the left, his long sword slashing across and setting up an electric formation. Luoluo's speed was reduced but she relied on her agility to roll to the right. She raised the sniper cannon again and with a loud bang, it hit Qin Mo's body heavily.
"It seems like Qin Mo's hand injury has affected his operation."
"There are 15 seconds left before Xiao Jing revives. Qin Mo's strong attack shouldn't be able to take him down. Even with the help of the flying dragon, it won't be easy to break through the defense of the high ground."
"Looking at Qin Mo's operation, he might be killed by Goddess Luo."
The shoutcaster's words seemed to be coming true. In the next second, Qin Mo was left with less than half of his HP.
Even if the wyvern was still there, it couldn't hide the fact that his control had deteriorated.
The youngster, who was still waiting to be revived, suddenly turned towards Qin Mo's direction.
Only then did he realize that the wrist that was holding the mouse was obviously swollen.
In that instant, Bo Jiu tightened her grip on the mouse. She couldn't wait to revive and rush out.
All the audience felt that it was a pity.
This included the oldest group of people sitting in front of the Internet Cafe who liked to play online games.
Everyone felt a wave of disgust in their hearts at the sight of such a lousy operation and his ID.
After all, Qin Mo was different from others.
It was the same for the fans of other teams.
"Almighty Qin won't be killed, will he?"
One of the Supreme Alliance fans asked the person beside him.
No one answered. The atmosphere was oppressive.
The audience watched as Qin Mo's HP decreased as he retreated.
Goddess Luo didn't give up on this chance, rolling towards Qin Mo.
Just when everyone turned their heads away, not wanting to watch this scene any longer …
You Sixin stood up, his fingers gripping the railing in front of him. A sharp glint flashed past his eyes. "Xiangnan fell into their trap."
Fell into a trap?
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