"This iron fist is very strong...... And the style of play is also very strong, even the master has to retreat. ”

"It's too tiger to be strong if the blood volume is so low, but no matter how you look at it, Iron Fist is an advantage."

"The amount of blood is going to be surpassed! It seems that this master is powerless to return to the sky, and soon the iron fist of Long Xiao Jiutian will be better again. ”

"The fourth layer of dragon roaring for nine days! It's too good.,Four-layer DOT.,This amount of blood is shut-up.,I really don't know how to stack to the eighth layer.,It's a pity that I shouldn't be able to see it.。 ”

On the screen, Chu Liu's sugar Xiaolin punched Tyrone's one-step kill, although both of them were exchanging blood, Chu Liu would always fight one or two more skill damage than Tyrone.

The difference in its own blood volume is not very much, and when you add it up with one move, the blood volume is surpassed!

When Long Xiao Nine Heavens stacked to the sixth layer, there was no room for resistance in the slightest step by step.

The sixth-layer dragon roared for nine days, and the blood was almost 2% per second down, and there was a certain chance of a critical hit, and the duration was as high as 15 seconds, even if Chu Liu didn't continue to attack, he would definitely die.

Lost, lost completely.

Looking at Chu Liu's sugar Xiaolin, who only had 21% of his blood, he couldn't help but think in his heart.

If he opens a burst and deals burst damage in an instant in those seconds that are out of control, can you take him away?

The final calculation result is that there is still a difference of 3% of the blood volume, and the other party has been exchanging blood, what if it is not changed? Chu Liu already knew that no matter how much he fought, this game was already in the bag, and there was no need to dodge.

On the contrary, he was afraid that Tyrone himself would want to escape, and at that time, the amount of blood was not an advantage, but the dominant person was the real advantage.

"There's no point in wasting time like this, is it?"

Tyrone didn't plan to give up, and was about to exchange blood again when Chu Liu, who was sitting opposite, suddenly said this.

Pointless? Could it be that the evaluation of this scene is meaningless?!

"What do you mean?" Tyrone's tone was a little unpleasant.

"That's what it means, I originally let you, and it feels like that." Chu Liu said.

"You're provoking me?"

"It's not a provocation, it's just that you've already lost, why do you have to hold on?" Chu Liu asked.

"I'm not in the habit of surrendering." Tyrone Road.

Surrender is a very shameful word for any player, and it is even more unbearable for a master.

Why surrender? As long as the technology is strong enough, why should you be inferior to those people?

Disobedience is always a point for players to have their own opinions, masters have the dignity of masters, and surrender is something they will never allow to appear.

Tyrone is even more so, he has a strong talent in the swordsman, and he is even more ostracized because of his personality, which makes him even more unhappy with other players.

But this is not to say that Tyrone doesn't like swordsmen, on the contrary, he likes swordsmen more than anyone else, and even trains day and night to achieve the desired effect.

After so many years of hard work, can you only surrender? Sorry, he can only say three words.

Can't do it!

"Mentally, I'm quite supportive. But on the practical side, I think your idea may be naïve. Chu Liu said calmly.

“……”

Tyrone didn't speak, and almost two people in the arena stood in place, waiting for Long Xiao Nine Heavens to gradually devour the last bloody skin, and also waiting for Chu Liu's next words.

"Spiritually, it means that your spirit is worth learning from everyone, there is no doubt about that."

"Realistically, because you're aggressive, your opponent is a little too tolerant. The faster you go, the stronger the load on your hands, and if you want to be a professional, you can play more than one game a day, and every month, more than one day. If you endure such a high intensity of competition every day, how long can you sustain it? ”

Chu Liu closed the page of victory and said carefully to Tyrone.

Professional players, Chu Liu knows a lot, even if the other party may only know his own account.

Whether it's training, playing friendly matches with others, or playing matches, professional players play an indefinite number of games every month.

It seems that in the professional league, every professional player is so radiant, but no one knows how many games they have practiced behind their backs.

For pros, surrender is not a shame, but an option.

In a game that is not particularly critical, if a professional player finds that this game is bound to lose, he will choose to surrender and conserve his strength for the next match. Unless it's a crucial game, a game involving their team, they have to finish the whole battle.

Therefore, Chu Liu will say that Tyrone's approach is very naïve, but it is very worth learning.

"Regardless, I agree with my own choice." Tyrone said unadmittedly.

Chu Liu stood up from the gaming chair, stretched, and said with a smile: "That's okay, anyway, you will also be a member of our Internet café team in the future, I'll just say what you surrender when the time comes, you just play your own." ”

"No! I'm going to fight you again, and I have a chance of winning. Seeing this, Tyrone hurriedly said.

"Win me......" Chu Liu clasped his hands around his chest, thinking and said, "Your operation is indeed very good, and even the way you play is very unexpected, but you still haven't understood the profession of Night Shadow, have you thought about it, what if you don't take advantage of it and are still chased and beaten?" How to escape? ”

"In the final analysis, your current style of play only pursues perfect offense, unexpected offense, but you haven't thought of a way out for yourself, the style of play is solidified, once it is cracked by others, it will soon end up in failure, if you can't change the way of playing, even if you fight me a hundred times, you will lose."

Almost every sentence of Chu Liu's words was engraved in the bottom of Tyrone's heart.

A hundred games, can't you win a single one?

Looking back, is your style of play really solid? His style of play is to study how to win skillfully, and the opponent he fights is unexpected, unguardable, but think about it again, he really didn't think about retreating.

What if someone sticks to it? How do you escape?

There is no escape!

"Uh...... Isn't it time for me to come in? ”

Xu Qinglong pushed the door in, just in time to hear Chu Liu and Tai Long's words, and his heart couldn't help but sink.

couldn't help but glared at Chu Liu a little viciously, this person in front of him was a rare master, if he was angry with Chu Liu's words, where would he get such a strong player to be a team member.

"You can't say a few words." Xu Qinglong quietly walked into Chu Liu and said softly.

"Ahem, I'm telling the truth, but maybe you can still win me in a hundred games, after all, I'll be tired after playing for too long." Chu Liu said.

Xu Qinglong's mouth almost fell to the ground, as long as you are not tired for a long time, others will never be able to win you?

Why is this person so confident, so arrogant, and so cheap!

Look at Tyrone sitting on the other side, his face is so gloomy that he can almost drip water, but he almost didn't clench his fist and smash it.

"I'm joining your team."

Tyrone suddenly said these words, so that Xu Qinglong didn't react.

"Huh?"

"I'm joining your team." Tyrone spoke again.

Xu Qinglong blinked, glanced at Chu Liu again, and then relieved himself.

Did this master really join their team?

"Hmmm! In the future, you will be a member of our half-sugar team, come, just fill in your information, let's finish this Internet café league, there are good terms, but you have a share of money! Xu Qinglong pretended to be unfathomable, but in fact, his heart blossomed.

"Half-Sugar Team...... Lao Xu, I feel a little LOW. Chu Liu was a little speechless.

"What's LOW? Of course, our Internet café is named after our Internet café, and other Internet cafes are like this. Xu Qinglong frowned.

"Okay, half sugar is half sugar." Chu Liu was helpless.

Joining a team in a daze, looking at Tyrone's appearance, he was quite serious.

However, Chu Liu did have a plan in his heart, because in his eyes, Tyrone's strength was indeed very strong, and he definitely had the potential of a professional player.

It's just this character...... You need to take your time.