Four kills!

No one expected that in this wave, the blue side that seemed to have a big advantage would end the team battle with a rout.

Except for assisting Nami to flash a hasty escape through the wall, the other four people all fell under the guns of the drama master.

When the prompt of the training ground sounded, both the audience in the OB live broadcast room and the teammates who were killed or injured wanted to bow to the drama master who was outputting at 600 movements in the audience.

Crispy? Easy seconds?

When your skills can only hit the Drama Master's exhaust, all output is just a pale number!

"I've seen all the pee, this drama master is all driving and walking, not only the acceleration of passive crit, but also the swift pace, three-speed shoes, and Lulu's shield acceleration."

"No, fast movement speed is just a support, and if you are given to operate a crit flow drama master who doesn't have any equipment advantages, you will definitely be able to dodge so many skills? You must dare to output alone under the control of four people? Let's talk nonsense, the really strong ones are the summoners who manipulate the heroes. ”

In the OB live broadcast room, the onlookers began to discuss the mode, and the martial artists who really understood knew that fast movement speed was definitely not the main reason for the four killings of this wave of drama masters.

The real awesome thing is the magic qin himself who manipulates the drama master!

There must have been other shooter martial artists who have tried it in the training ground, but is the drama master famous? No!

In the League of Legends training ground, there are no powerful heroes, only powerful summoners!

"Let your mother taunt!! The god of the magic qin, taunt back, kill four ah, you must taunt back. Shangdan Delmar roared angrily, he was suppressed so badly by Falcon's Noshou on the line that he couldn't even make up the knife safely.

But now, the blood-boiling four killing prompts in the cultivation field seemed to have swept away the sullen breath he was holding in his heart.

"Great Dragon." Qin Mo shook his head, mocking this kind of child's trick he wouldn't do, and quickly manipulated the drama master to walk towards the big dragon circle, after getting the head of the night hunter, this big dragon was the most critical resource.

"The Drama Master of the Magic Harp, will you taunt the Fighting Falcon?"

When this wave of team battles finally ended, in the OB live broadcast room, some people suddenly thought of the scene where Dou Falcon manipulated Nuo's hand to taunt.

They waited, waiting for Moqin to bring the game to a climax with a taunt.

"There's no taunting, I'm going to hit the big dragon directly, this magic qin has a good temper, if I definitely taunt back, the taunt of the four killings is the best way to slap the face."

But soon, the audience of martial artists who watched the excitement were disappointed, and the drama master of the magic qin had no superfluous movements at all, and he and Zhao Xin went straight to the big dragon circle.

Buddhism, the magic qin is too Buddhist, if it were them, they would definitely slap their faces back with the noble and elegant mocking actions of the drama master.

"Hey, no, you pay attention to the position of the dramatist!"

Suddenly, a warrior who was watching was surprised.

He noticed that under the feet of the dramatist, it seemed that he had stepped on a corpse that had not yet been refreshed!

It's the corpse of the Fighting Falcon's No's Hand!

And the part of the step is still the face of the no-hand!

On the screen, the drama master controlled by Qin Mo stepped on the ground with one foot and one foot on his face, and the whispering gun string in his hand erupted into a roar and began to fight the dragon.

"Damn!!!!! 666, who said that the magic qin is a Buddhist system, who said that the magic qin does not slap the face, yes, he does not slap the face, he steps on the face! ”

"This magic piano doesn't play taunts with you at all, real men don't disdain taunts, but kill you and then stand on your corpse and handjob!"

In the OB live broadcast room, the warriors who originally thought that the magic qin was going to plainly expose the taunts of the falcon were petrified.

After winning four kills in this wave, Moqin did not taunt the blue side or the falcon in any action.

Well! He was just standing on the corpse of the hand of Noxus, who had not yet been resurrected, and to be precise, he was just stepping on his face to fight the dragon.

"This is the forced king!" In the headset, Delmar sighed and admired, ashamed of himself, ashamed of himself.

He was still reminding Moqin to go back with a counter-taunt, and people had already begun to step on the face of Nuo Shou to beat the dragon.

doesn't say a word, there is no vulgar action ridicule, but it is incisive and incisive.

The falcon's eyes stared at the black and white screen in front of him, and the red side of the real eye in the big dragon circle was not removed, allowing him to clearly see everything that happened next to the big dragon circle, and the drama master stepped on his unresurrected corpse, and every shot seemed to stomp on his face.

The corners of the falcon's mouth twitched, and he felt a lot of pain in his face, as if it was not Nuo Shou who was trampled on his face, but himself.

"Bastard, this game isn't over yet, we haven't lost yet." The falcon roared angrily.

The dragon was killed by the red side at 25:21.

After Qin Mo returned to the city, he synthesized the crit fist gloves into a yellow fork, and then purchased a storm sword.

With 100% critical hits and 313 AD damage, the strength of the drama master has just begun.

"Defend, hold the big dragon buff." The Falcon knew they couldn't go out to fight, but with Sindra defending, it was definitely not that easy for the other side to push the high ground.

The second tower in the middle lane was directly abandoned, and the four people on the red side went straight to the high ground.

Light Song Man Dance manipulated Sindra to grab a small soldier and smash it into the center of the line, but the resistance of the small soldier bathed in dragon blood has been greatly enhanced, and if Sindra goes down, the small soldier will lose one-third of his HP.

"Prepare for Syndra." Qin Mo said in the headset, he rarely spoke in this game, and occasionally opened his mouth with a few simple words.

But every teammate listened to Qin Mo when he spoke, and then immediately made a choice.

Swish!

Cassadine directly rushed up with an R skill Void Walk, and he had already made a golden body this time, and he could enter and exit the defense tower at will.

Bang!!!!!!

Almost at the same time as Cassadine's R skill stepped on his face, Qin Mo manipulated the Drama Master's Deadly Huacai to make a move.

"Be careful." Thinking of the shadow when I was first killed, I immediately changed color, but he was still too late, and it was a second-to-second lethal brilliance that fixed Sindra under the tower.

Bang!!!!!!

The ghost of the dream opened, and under the acceleration of Lulu, Qin Mo's drama master quickly followed, and the gun spewed out, just a general attack, but it was like a nuclear bomb exploding on Sindra's body, draining nearly half of Sindra's blood.

That is, the last bullet of the playmaster's passivity!

"Seconds?"

", the half-blooded Sindra was seconds, and Qingge Manwu just threw a dark magic ball, and he was charged to the second!"

In the OB live broadcast room, the fans of the light song and dance looked at the drama master who was bathed in dragon blood BUFF, and even the muzzle of the gun was bleeding, and the last double-enhanced bullet directly dropped Sindra who still had 700 blood left.

Bite~~~

Cassadine opens his golden body under the tower, avoiding the damage of the tower and the blue hero.

"It's over, without Sindra guarding the tower, the blue side can't prevent the red side of the big dragon buff from advancing at all."

In the OB live broadcast room, the powerful warriors were slightly shocked when they saw this scene, and they understood that this game was over.

"Moqin single-handedly fought against five martial artists on the bronze potential list, and he actually won!"

"Not only did it win, but it was a near-torture victory, all the advantages that the blue side led by the falcon got in the early and middle stages were because the Drama Master did not participate in the battle, but after the Drama Master entered the battle, the advantage of the blue side was not worth mentioning at all."

"Judging from the system's ratings, Moqin is not much ahead of the Fighting Falcon, how could he win this game with a crushing victory."

On the screen, without Sindra's defense, I was like a demon oppressed by the shadow of my mind and did not dare to get within five hundred yards of the dramatist.

Caused the super creeps on the red side, no one cleared -

The Highland Tower was quickly pushed down, and immediately after, there was the Mid Lane Super Barracks.

"Bastard, defend!" Sensing that the general trend of this game was gone, the red eye manipulated the hand to turn and kill in all directions, and the pitch-black battle axe was like a steel grinding disc, cutting fiercely at the small soldier.

But the damage he was proud of was obviously not enough, and the damage to the creeps bathed in the dragon's blood buff was even less pitiful.

"Bang!"

A pitch-black bullet pierced the sky like lightning and bombarded him fiercely, the crimson number of the crit rose up, and the amount of blood in Nuo's hand was directly reduced by a large grid.

Immediately, in his field of vision, the tall and long-legged drama master seemed to be pressing forward as if he had started to move forward.

The distance between the two is shortened in an instant!

Rumble!

With the second bullet, No's HP is directly reduced to two-thirds.

"The output is so high!" The falcon stared at the dramatist, and his voice almost popped out between his teeth.

Retreat!

The Drama Master approached like a ghost, and he could only retreat!

Basic attack, followed by a general attack, when the fourth bullet of the drama master bombarded the Nuo hand, the Nuo hand of the Falcon was directly hit with the bloody hand shield.

"Bastard." The falcon cursed angrily as he handed over the flash and ran towards the spring.

"Can you go?" Qin Mo's fingers jumped, and on the screen, the drama master was half-squatting and kneeling on one knee, and the whispering pistol in his hand was quietly replaced with a pitch-black and cold sniper shotgun!

Ultimate!

The perfect curtain call!

The fan-shaped sniper boundary suddenly appeared, and the faint white border line completely enveloped the Dou Falcon's no-hand in it.

"Help me, help me block the gun!" The falcon's face changed dramatically, and he ran frantically towards the spring.

No one could help him block the gun, and the other three people on the blue side had already been scattered by Zhao Xin and Galen!

Bang!!!!!!

The bullet hit with precision, slowing down the fleeing figure of the Noxus Hand abruptly.

"It's almost time before I go into the spring." The falcon's eyes widened, and he tried his best to control his hand, but the right hand that held the mouse seemed to become sluggish under the deceleration of the perfect curtain call.

Almost, almost!

The last two steps.

Bang!!!!!!

With the second bullet, Noh's bloody shield was directly shattered.

Bang!!!!!!

With the third bullet, the amount of blood in No's hand was drawn, and only the last trace of blood was left.

"I'm in the spring." Noh stepped into the spring, and the falcon's face showed the joy of the rest of his life.

Bang!!!!!!

In the next second, when the last bullet of the perfect curtain call was fired, in the spring water, the armor on Nuo's hand shattered, and all the blood bars went straight to the bottom, instantly turning into a corpse and lying down!