Chapter 329 The beautiful and cruel professional league
Chapter 329 The beautiful and cruel professional league
Author: The eldest son of the Jing family
Chapter 329 The beautiful and cruel professional league
hateful!
After the random shooting was activated, He An's men were suppressed by Qiu Musu, and Jie Donglai had no chance to break free. After random shooting, he fired rapidly, after rapid fire, he fired explosively, and after bursting fire, he fired furiously...
The status skills of the Sharpshooter Leg can be released one after another, and Renquye's blood volume begins to drop rapidly.
You will lose...If you go east like that, you will definitely be connected to death!
Can't lose... What should I do? There should be a chance... Calm down, calm down...
Can't lose!
Look for an opportunity... you must find an opportunity to fight back!
The shooting ends... right now!
He An's eyes lit up, and he rushed towards him with his sword.
Dash and impact!
Qiu Mu was busy talking, just in time to avoid the sword and slide the shovel!
The person was knocked away, Qiu Musu jumped up, stepped on it, and shot!
The stepping and shooting technique that even the body cannot avoid consumes the person's health again. Even the magic swordsman with excellent health and defense is finally at a disadvantage after repeated attacks!
He also waved his sword to force Qiu Musu away, turned over and jumped up, splitting the waves and slashing!
Is it possible to break through the grabbing skills of the Overlord Body?
Caught! He An's head jumped.
boom!
The leg mine exploded, cruelly interrupting He An's attack.
Knee bump! Tornado kick!
The two combos of powerful physical skills knocked the person away, and bullets poured out again!
He An continues to work hard to find opportunities to counterattack. Will the wrong leg be able to break it just right every time? Even if the wrong leg occasionally consumes a little blood, he will be knocked out even more blood immediately!
Gradually, He An became more and more anxious.
Damn it... Really... Damn it!
He An's strength is not bad, and he is even good enough to choose legs in the front line, but what he faces is a top-notch high-leg guy who can compete with the recognized number one player in the new generation of Glory!
Wuji's fans have begun to panic. They didn't care about the outcome of that game. They were not weaker than Wuji's players. When they saw He An suppressing Qiu Musu at the beginning, they thought they saw hope, and even one by one
Everyone cheered!
But in just an instant, the situation was reversed. Qiu Musu's fierce attack left He An almost powerless!
The cruelest thing in the world is this, which gives people hope, but then plunges them into despair...
But, is that a competition!
Mu Qiu showed no mercy to Qiu Musu and continued to control Qiu Musu's leg.
On the battlefield, use your full strength and do your best to knock down the wrong leg. That is... the style of professional leg selection.
If he shows mercy just because of pity, then he is not worthy of being a professional picker.
What's more, it's useless even if he keeps his legs. The strength gap between the two sides is too big. Even if he keeps his legs, He An will definitely lose the battle. The only meaning of delaying the leg is that the leg will feel insulted.
Besides, Mu Qiu won the second round, but will there be a Lord Grim behind him?
He An anxiously moved his people around and looked for opportunities to counterattack, but everyone could see that he was already in chaos.
Occasionally, the attacks are quite routine, but they are out of order and they are simply taking one step at a time.
But Qiu Musu's attack is still fierce, fast, as gorgeous as fireworks, but ruthless and cruel...
It was only a matter of time before He An was defeated.
Everyone can see it.
He An could also see it.
Could it be that there was nothing he could do about that wrong leg...
He was deeply enveloped in a sense of powerlessness, and he began to reminisce more about how he started playing Glory, how he worked hard to practice his skills but failed to win the championship, how he was eliminated by Wuji and found out that he wanted to show his ambitions.
And now...
Seeing the blood rushing eastward and the people leaving, He An gritted his teeth, but he was not so powerless.
Has everything... come to an end?
He was already red-blooded, but Qiu Musu's offensive was still extremely fierce.
I've reached the end of my quest...
A person is like a small boat in the huge waves. It has no stability at all. It is riddled with holes by the waves and is about to fall apart.
It’s over…
He An's face was already red. Although his legs were working very well, his brain was empty and red. He didn't even know what he was doing.
glory!
As two big characters flashed on the screen, He An's legs also left the keyboard and mouse. Didong's head was deeply buried in it, and his legs soon felt wet.
He cried.
It's true that he doesn't want to work hard, but no... he really can't win!
There are naturally many people who feel the same as him, not only the players, but also the fans who are in the audience.
Maybe fans don’t know what will happen if Team Wuji comes to the East, but from what they know about the business trends of professional teams, it may be difficult for Team Wuji to maintain its position in the East.
It's over, the game is over, Wuji's campaign is over, their careers are over, everything is...
it's over……
The training room of Team Wuji was silent.
He An still buried his head in his legs. He felt that he had no face to wrong his teammates.
But who would blame him at this time?
It turns out that this was not caused by one person's mistake.
Is this the end of Team Wuji?
Everyone was silent, and from time to time they would steal a glance at the boss of the Wuji Team, the person who could decide the fate of the Wuji Team.
The boss of Team Wuji is naturally very disappointed and sad, but he also knows that every team member is equally sad at this time, especially Wuchen, who has been with Wuji since the professional circle, and has feelings for Team Wuji.
I'm afraid he's very demanding compared to his boss.
Does the boss know whether Wu Chen was invited by other teams when the Wuji team was relegated, but whether he retained Dong Lai in the end, and whether it was such a regret.
He did not get to return to the professional circle with Team Wuji, but instead wanted to see the end of Team Wuji with his own eyes.
The boss sighed and wanted to say something to comfort everyone, but at that point, any comfort was of no use. All mistakes need to be faced openly.
The atmosphere in Wuji's training room was so depressing that it made people gasp for breath.
"Everyone has worked hard..." After a while, the boss finally said, "Go to bed early tomorrow..."
After saying that, the boss took his leave and left.
Get some rest early, that's what I said, but tomorrow night, will the Promise Team have any luck?
Including the boss himself, he never let out a long sigh after leaving the door.
Not only tomorrow night, but probably for a long time, everyone in Wuji won't be able to sleep well, right?
Victory and failure are always accompanied by laughter and tears. Compared to Wuji, Xingxin's side is naturally filled with joy.
"Win!" The moment everyone was defeated, Chen Guo immediately jumped up excitedly.
Although they had already known about the victory, Mu Qiu had been looking forward to it since she was present.
The second round of the game has come to an end. Even if Wuji can win the East Team match, there is nothing they can do, so it is not the so-called killing of the game.
"It's just the second round." Ye Xiu said with a smile on his face.
The corners of Mu Qiu's lips curled up, but Bu Nao sighed.
Although the competition format was like this, he had personally destroyed a team. After all, it was his first real experience in a professional level competition, so he felt a little heavy.
He understands the truth, and maybe winning over others is a bit like crocodile tears, but his character has always been like this.
Professional competitions are always beautiful and cruel.
It's so beautiful that people flock to it, but it's so cruel that it makes people despair.