He was still standing in the middle, the two teams on either side, and there was no movement, as if nothing had happened.

But after a while, the team in white armor moved again, but this time he did not take the initiative to attack, but chose to take the defense and began to set up the formation.

As for the team wearing black armor, it is still the same as before, and there is no hint of wanting to take the initiative to attack, but it adopts a defensive formation, but it is different from before.

From the formation, it is still on the same defensive as before, but in fact, it has the meaning of a sudden attack.

Ling Feng stood in the middle of the two teams, looking at the team in black armor, he couldn't help frowning slightly, it seemed to be a defense but actually an attack, this was a trick to lure the enemy.

And from the point of view of formation, it should be quite flexible, if it is attacked from the opposite side, then it will be in a defensive state, and if it is the opposite side of the defense, then attack measures will be taken.

With both offensive and defensive formations, if you don't take certain countermeasures, this is almost invincible.

The two sides are in a state of readiness for the time being, and it seems that neither of them intends to take the initiative to attack, but is arranging formations.

Ling Feng found that at the back of the team wearing black armor, there was a general's platform, and on top of the general's platform was an old man, the old man was wearing black armor, his fingers were pointing ahead, moving slowly, and with the movement of his fingers.

The team in black armor also moved quickly, and in this way, he was the commander of the black team.

And this old man, Ling Feng is no stranger, he has played against himself I don't know how many times, and every time he defeats his old man.

When Ling Feng's gaze fell on the old man, and the old man's gaze happened to fall on his body, he also cast a confident smile by the way.

In Ling Feng's opinion, this was simply a kind of ridicule, mocking himself for not winning against him once.

"Hmph...... I still don't believe I can't win you once. Ling Feng snorted coldly, shifted his gaze to the general platform behind him, and then sat on the general seat in a flash, and began to command the team to unfold the formation.

Before, he took the initiative to attack, but every time he was calculated by the other party, now Ling Feng has learned to be smart that the enemy will not move, I will not move, see who has patience.

Both black and white seem to have such an idea, the so-called preemptive strike, to occupy the initiative, but sometimes it is not, once the preemptive strike does not occupy a certain advantage, it is easy for people to lead the nose.

Time passed little by little, and the formations of the two sides had been almost arranged, although they did not attack, but they were pinned down everywhere, and as the number of team backers increased, the two sides had begun to have skirmishes.

This kind of small-scale battle is like a child's fight, it is not painful or itchy, the enemy retreats and I advance, and the enemy advances and I retreat, and the two fall into a stalemate.

Ling Feng sat on the platform, looking around, the battle situation was in full view, he was more impulsive before, he wanted to launch an attack, and quickly crush the team wearing black armor, but this was just as the old man intended.

Once your morale is worn out, that advantage disappears little by little.

Now that he has learned to be smart, he draws a scoop according to the gourd, first takes defense, suppresses morale, and when the time comes, he will burst out again, and the attack taken at that time can be like a sharp blade, directly through the heart of the enemy.

Although Ling Feng learned wisely and marched according to the old man's previous moves, the old man seemed to see his moves, and in the skirmishes that continued to break out between the two sides, the team wearing black armor had begun to secretly disperse.

And Ling Feng focused all his attention on the game formation directly in front of him, and did not notice that the enemy actually began to secretly detour.

"Little one, I've made some progress, but it looks like you're going to lose again. ”

The old man looked at Ling Feng, who looked quite serious in front of him, smiled slightly, and with a wave of his fingers, the formation of the team wearing black armor in front of him suddenly changed.

The previous confrontation had formed an encirclement at this moment, and the advantage of the team wearing white armor completely dissipated at this moment.

Seeing that the team he led was surrounded by heavy surrounds, Ling Feng's expression changed, and his heart sank, at this time, he finally understood why in the skirmish that broke out just now, the team led by the old man had been avoiding and not fighting.

Even if it was a battle, it only fought back a little, and even sacrificed some people for it.

It turns out that all this is just a trick to lure the enemy in, so that you can completely focus your attention on the present, so as to distract yourself from the control of the overall situation.

"Jiang is really still old and spicy. ”

Ling Feng had to admit that the old man's control of the overall situation was really very good, almost controlling the overall situation, and he could even guess what he was thinking at the moment.

Knowing himself and knowing that he has won every battle, think about how many games the two have played together, and they already know their routines very well, but looking at themselves, after so long, they have never been able to see through what he thinks.

Every time he arranges his formation, whether it is offensive or defensive, as well as outflanking, he has a way to deal with it, and he has already thought about what he should do and has taken certain countermeasures.

From this point of view, no matter what Ling Feng did, he was led by the old man, every game before, and this game is still the same.

At this moment, he was tightly surrounded by a team in black armor led by the old man, cutting off all the retreats, as well as the reinforcements behind him.

Embattled, the situation is quite grim, as long as the old man leads the black side and launches another attack, he can serve his side like a dumpling.

Thinking of this, Ling Feng's mind spun rapidly, trying to find a way to deal with it, but where could he think of a way to deal with it for a while, if he could come up with a way to deal with it, he wouldn't have done it ten million times, it all ended in a fiasco.

"Little one, embattled and isolated, this one looks like you're losing again. ”

The old man looked at the situation in front of him, and there was no doubt that the team in white armor was powerless.

Most of the teams are surrounded, and the backup team is cut off, so first all the pieces that are surrounded are eliminated, even if there is a backup team, then what, just solve it.

Therefore, the win or loss of this game is already doomed, and Ling Feng lost miserably.

When Ling Feng heard this, although he wanted to refute it, he didn't know how to refute it, because this was indeed the case.

Seeing that Ling Feng was silent, the old man waved his fingers, and the team wearing black armor launched a general attack.

"Kill!"

A shout resounded through the sky, and the two teams suddenly fell into a state of battle.