Chapter 12: One More Time

Demoiselle swung his fishing net, which grew thicker, and the flames met with droplets of water in a painful scorching sound. But at this time, Suzaku's ultimate move also entered the CD, and it stopped, stretched out its claws to resist, and at the same time jumped up to the high post.

The fishing net covered the sunny day, covering a huge haze, and the hijab covered the vermilion bird, and the fishing net that gathered Dongfang Ruomu could bind any divine beast, and a smug smile finally appeared on the old man's face.

"Do you hear the water?"

This line of Demoiselle Weng appeared in every corner of the game with high intensity, and Suzaku struggled to resist, tearing a hole, and barely drilling out with the second skill "Kunshan Jade Crush".

"Shang Ergou, you old man is so noisy!" Wen Xian said.

"Noisy? I didn't hear it at all, it was all you yelling, and Suzaku was ashamed of himself. Shang Ziyao said.

"You scratch him, I remember that Suzaku seems to be able to scratch people, how do you operate it?" Although Wang Silang was just a spectator, he was even more excited than Wen Xian, "I remember that skill is temporarily invincible, and it will not be controlled by any skill in a short period of time, according to what?" ”

Wen Xian's left hand struck quickly, Suzaku's voice changed, and under the dazzling red light, a neat row of feathers instantly flew towards the Demoiselle like a crossbow shot from the army!

"Shang Ergou looks at the arrow!"

"Look at the hair." Shang Ziyao said a pun on the cold joke, but Lisa Weng still stood still, the placket of the coarse linen clothes swaying slightly.

He took off the hat from his head and stared at the feathered arrows.

The red thread was about to run through his body, and at this moment the old man finally moved, and almost a thousandth of a second was missing, and his right hand holding the hat moved down an inch.

The red feathers were helpless, they could only shoot all on the hat, and there was a crisp clicking sound in the air, and the thick Nanshan bamboo was torn, and the feathers and bamboo hats turned into a pile of powder at the same time, and they were blown away by the wind.

All this happened, and Wang Silang's words just fell, he stared at all this with wide eyes, wanted to express some opinions, and glanced at Wen Xian again.

This young man and his impression gradually coincided, the thin and somewhat unruly shadow, the little boy who looked at the training room with admiration on his face, had grown to such a point.

On the opposite side is Shang Ziyao, the only mid-lane god Shang Ziyao in China and even in the world, who has won the championship in both the doubles and solo competitions in the world championship, and Shang Ziyao, who was invited by the British local team to be a foreign aid, is one step away from the world championship.

"Remarkable." Wang Silang applauded a few times.

Wen Xian looked proudly at his captain and shook his wrist twice.

"That's it, I'm over 100 million in hand."

Then there was a "boom" from the computer.

The whole Suzaku was overturned, and lay pitifully on the ground, and Demoiselle climbed the mountain quickly with a flexible body that was seriously inconsistent with his age, and he saw that he had reached the top.

Wang Silang trembled and pointed to the screen.

"You haven't won yet, keep playing!"

Wen Xian was embarrassed to withdraw his wrist that was frozen in the air, thinking about when he would be able to perfectly fit a thirteen. Hurriedly manipulated Suzaku to get up from the ground, but the headset did not stop, and Shang Ziyao seemed to have scolded for a while:

"Why did you escape and not fight? Hung up? Collapsed mentality? Do you want to scold you with my announcement on the World Channel? ”

"It doesn't have to be." Wen Xian smiled bitterly and said, "I'm here, you climb slowly!" ”

"Why should I?" Shang Ziyao said, "Only fools leave the keyboard with their hands in the advantage game, let's delete friends, it's too embarrassing." ”

"Isn't your ID more embarrassing? Tang Tang Yaoshen is afraid of the minor league Macbeth, I will take you to the rhythm on Weibo, you don't know that Macbeth has a lot of fans now. Seeing that Demoiselle was about to reach the top, he spoke faster in an attempt to interfere with his words.

"! Macbeth's lewd character is only used by lewd people. He froze a kingdom and killed them all, leaving only a feathered girl, a lewd mustache who had lost all her conscience. Shang Ziyao said angrily, "No one likes Macbeth!" Only the version makes a hero. ”

He's talking about the Macbeth backstory. Macbeth, as a mysterious man with a grudge, was offended by the Archaeopteryx King in the ice and snow world, and after various misunderstandings, he released a blizzard to freeze the Archaeopteryx Kingdom and turn it into an ice mound. A thousand years later, a mythical bird broke through the ice and circled in the homeland for three days, and this was the king's only daughter, Feathered Girl.

Shang Ziyao, as a HP level 10 research scholar, was angry when he thought of this. As a result, the quarrel between the great god players completely evolved into a quarrel between elementary school students.

"How good was Macbeth before? The king helped him so much and finally killed him, and there was foreshadowing before, the king is likely to kill the feather girl too, he is protecting the feather girl! ”

"Do you do reading comprehension? Where did the foreshadowing come from? ”

"Did you go to middle school?" Wen Xian said, "Have you passed the language?" ”

……

Suzaku opened the ultimate, which was a bit wasteful, just used to climb the mountain, but it couldn't hurt the opponent at all. The moment he landed, his sharp claws clung to the rock, and he screamed bitterly before striking at Demoiselle from behind.

Shang Ziyao chuckled in the headphones.

"Coming?"

Demoiselle raised his elbow, and the net was lifted again, and Suzaku flew away reflexively, only to be caught in one of his legs. The nets tighten immediately when they encounter an enemy character. Demoiselle slashed the crystal desperately with his other hand.

Suzaku struggled a few times and dropped three feathers.

"Kunshan jade shattered!"

The fishing net was about to burst, and the Vermilion Bird spread its wings, flew high and swooped down, and was about to peck out the eyes of the Demoiselle, but suddenly it flashed, stood on top of the crystal, and stretched out its claws to drop the (normal attack) crystal.

Suddenly, Suzaku was stuck and couldn't move. Wen Xian pressed the mouse wildly, but received a big "failure" animation.

"Fool, I don't have hands? I don't A? ”

Shang Ziyao said.

People can fail, and the uncomfortable thing is not failure, but falling on the threshold of almost success.

Wen Xian felt a little tight, but he still said, "One more game!" Tiebreaker! ”

"No, it's down, there's a training match in a while."

"It's not a bad game." Wen Xian is still very excited.

"My hands hurt." Shang Ziyao whispered, "Go get a massage." ”

Wen Xian's expression changed slightly.

"Go ahead, pay attention to your body."

Shang Ziyao scoffed.

"I have to write it down in my book when I hear the strings say something today."

Wang Silang was watching the battle from the sidelines, and he was puzzled when he saw Shang Ziyao hurriedly going offline, and he was still waiting for a while to have a game with the great god solo. As a result, Wen Xian just said to him: "Shang Ziyao is in a hurry for the training match, I'm tired, next time." ”

"It's not fun." Wang Silang sighed.

"It's not fun, it's down." Peng Yu sighed.

"It's not fun." Xian Qingyue nibbled on the raw radish and sighed, "Are there any videos from the first two games?" I'm going to see it, it's going to be better than this one. ”