Chapter 1558: He Can Add Blood

The body is basically T2 (note: Knight T2 should not be an output outfit, but the setting of this book can be changed to three suits with different attributes, and other conflicts with Warcraft are also subject to the setting of this book), the weapon is the sword of the Brotherhood, Mu Qiu has stood at the top of the current version with equipment alone.

So what kind of performance does such a powerful paladin have on the stage?

Many people are paying attention to this relatively low-end game, in addition to many paladin players, including many heavyweights in the professional circle, they are not concerned about the victory or defeat of this game, but whether Mu Qiu's jump from a healing to an output can be successful.

If Mu Qiu really succeeds, then all of everyone's targeted strategies for the Sword of Judgment must be adjusted.

The current lineup of the Sword of Judgment is getting stronger and stronger, originally it was just an output lineup composed of Lu Li and Moonlight, and everyone else was easier to deal with, and then fat monkeys and cats love meat, the level may not be mature enough, but the performance is all remarkable.

Mu Qiu is similar to Luo Ying's memories in everyone's eyes, and she is a relatively marginal existence.

Now, this marginal figure wants to break his position in the minds of others, and it is really a huge leap from treatment to output.

The first opponent is a mage, and the mage hangs the paladin, at least that's the case in the current version.

The mage on the field was a little nervous, not that he didn't feel that he was Mu Qiu's opponent, he excitedly began to imagine the glory of defeating a star player, even if the racer himself had to play output.

The battle was about to break out, Mu Qiu first rushed in front of the opponent, the big sword glowed with white light, and his head smashed down.

The mage was startled, and quickly flashed the ice ring to distance himself.

It's a pity that his reaction was a little late, this sword directly knocked him a quarter of the blood before he had time to put on the shield, and the audience was full of exclamations, mixed with some cheers, that was the cheers of the paladins, and they saw confidence from Mu Qiu's sword.

Paladins are weak, and there are few classes that are weaker than it.

The PK in the field is much worse than that of warriors and thieves, and it is not as good as the mage who almost defeated them, and there is a little living space in the dungeon, and what is valued is their aura, holy healing, and protection.

The scene that everyone sees now is enough to show that as long as they have good equipment, the paladin can also cut off half of the mage's life with one sword.

Of course, those who really have the vision are not so optimistic, there is a gap in the equipment itself, and the mage does not have a shield, so being slashed by a melee class with a superb weapon, even if there is no sword of the Brotherhood in his hand, it is almost the same damage.

The mage of the Three Palaces and Six Courtyards was a little flustered.

No longer as calm as he had despised the Paladin profession before, he hurriedly added status to himself, put on a shield, and then began to attack the other party.

In this process, Mu Qiu waited patiently until the attack hit his body before he began to fight back.

The damage that the mage hit him was pitiful, after all, it was a plate armor profession, with high blood resistance, and there was a big gap between the equipment of the two sides, at least this mage did not have any T2 equipment, or he didn't even have a few pieces of legendary equipment, after judging the damage he had received, Mu Qiu once again narrowed the distance between the two sides.

Mages and most melee PKs have to be kept at a distance.

But this mage obviously didn't move so much, and the next thing was basically Mu Qiu sticking to him, and the battle ended quickly.

The second is a warrior, and the captain of the Three Palaces and Six Courtyards probably also feels that the long-range profession does not have an advantage, so he simply sends a melee to fight Mu Qiu.

"Mu Qiu has already fought a fight, and now there are sixty-five percent of his blood left, so Lu Li, do you guess he can still solve the next opponent?" The dark tone is like the wind and the tone is very passionate to explain.,This person can control any style freely.,Anyway, Lu Li's way of explaining in the second middle school can't do it.。

"Do you guess I guess it," Lu Li also humored a little.

"Hey, it's not fun," the dark tone looked at Lu Li resentfully.

"You're having a great time, but this kind of unsuspenseful thing makes me guess that you're insulting my IQ," Lu Li disdained to answer such a question.

"Don't be like this, even if you have confidence in Mu Qiu, you can't just guess without guessing," said the dark tone like the wind.

"That's it, let's guess the two of us, I guess Mu Qiu can finish the ring match, what do you say," Lu Li gave the other party a provocative look.

"You mean to hit the third and still win?" The dark tone is like the wind, and he didn't want to accept it, but what Lu Li said seems to be a bit too much, even if Mu Qiu is more powerful, but the three palaces and six courtyards still have some strength, will they still lose if they send three people in a targeted manner.

"If I lose, I answer the question, and if I win, I get the right not to answer the question once, what do you say?" Lu Li said indifferently.

"I also bet, the same as Lu Li's bet, if you win, I will answer the question, if you lose, I also have the right not to answer once," the water spirit added after him.

"Have you fought with Mu Qiu and know that he is very powerful," said the dark tone like a fox suspiciously.

"No," said the water elf.

"Then why do you trust him so much?" I can't figure it out if the dark tones are like the wind.

"I didn't trust him, I trusted Lu Li," the water elf said as a matter of course.

"Poof," the dark tone covered his face depressedly: "This wave of dog food is really caught off guard, okay, I responded, anyway, I don't believe that Mu Qiu can kill two, you two look at the stage now, Mu Qiu's blood is running out, and he may not be able to solve this fighter." ”

"Why did everyone ignore that he used to be a cure," Lu Li silently lit a candle for the dark tone like the wind.

"You mean?" Dark tones like the wind suddenly wake up.

At this time, something had happened on the field, and seeing that most of Mu Qiu's blood had been knocked out, the berserker was secretly happy, thinking that this professional racer would end it in his own hands.

Who would have thought that Mu Qiu suddenly raised his hand and gave himself a mouthful.

Burst!

The sound of vomiting blood all over the audience, everyone realized that Mu Qiu was originally a professional player who was biased towards healing, even if he changed his equipment and learned new skills, and reset his skill points by doing tasks, but all this could not change the fact that he used to be a milk rider.

He basically knows all the skills of the milk riding club, and he is also very skillful.

This hand-raising sip didn't add much, after all, he was covered in output equipment, but this action was enough to destroy the Berserker's already nervous heart.

The dark tone Rufeng knew that he had lost, he realized that he was too proud, and felt that he could play with the Lu Lishui Elf, but he didn't expect that Mu Qiu was originally a common-sense thing like a milk rider.

In fact, ordinary people may not necessarily be able to take this into account, after all, even if they can self-heal, they may not be able to beat three opponents. If everyone can do that, then wouldn't it be true that Paladins, Druids, Shamans, and the like would dominate the ring.