The higher the level, the more experience is required, seven minutes to reach level ten, which is already a good result in a game at this level in the three-net league, generally speaking, professional players can rely on various advantages to complete the rapid improvement of the level, although Feng Ming Jiuxiao is teammates gave him all the head and experience, but this result is enough to make him rank among the third-tier professional level. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"The Phantom Clan is going to lose, and this year's Little Saint Academy is estimated to be able to survive for a longer time."

Although the game is still going on, Qin Yi has already seen the result, the Nirvana team will win, there is no suspense, because judging from the current situation on the field, except for the Phantom who is the first in the combat power list of the Little Saint Academy and can still keep up with the footsteps of the Nirvana team, the other Phantom team players have fallen into a very confused state.

"The Phantom team has lost its fighting style, and at this time they can only defend passively, expecting the Nirvana team to make a mistake."

The fat man on the commentary seat finally said a word of truth, at this time, the situation of the Phantom team is like this, the players of the Nirvana team are in the lead in terms of experience and level, although they have a genius-level player like the Phantom, but it is a pity that it is difficult to support it alone, under the several attacks of the Nirvana team, the shortcomings of the whole assassin professional team are exposed.

"If you don't have the ability to compete head-on, you're going to lose."

Qin Yi stood up and rubbed the slightly sour next door, as he said, the style of the Phantom Clan is known for its ghostly dexterity, the team composed of five assassin professions is definitely a nightmare existence in the middle of the game, but once they survive the middle stage and let the opponent's system take shape, then the five assassins will lose their value due to the lack of meat shield professions.

"Still won't give up?"

Unconsciously, the head-to-head ratio of the two teams on the battlefield had reached 21:3, and during this period, except for the Nirvana team who used the tactic of exchanging less for more three times to open the gap, they never let any of the team members die, on the other hand, their opponents, except for the phantom who barely supported the level and counterattacked at the same time, the other four assassins almost gave up.

"Lost."

A violent sound of the altar collapsing sounded, and finally thirty minutes after the game, the captain of the Phantom team chose to give up, and there was no cheering in the audience, they looked at the members of the Nirvana team who slowly walked out of the glass room of the game, with strange expressions.

How did this group win?

Some players who are not too old in the game are very strange, and this part of the people still accounts for the majority, because in their eyes, the Nirvana team does not seem to have made any amazing moves, nor can they see any particularly outstanding players, but they just silently develop, suppress, and win.

"Is it luck?"

Seeing the lonely back of the Phantom Clan's departure, Gan Fan was also a little reluctant in his heart, he muttered, and then a warm big hand gently landed on his shoulder.

"It's not luck, it's strength, real strength."

"I don't see anything powerful about them, but Phantom is the number one master of the Little Saint Academy, but he hasn't been able to complete a single kill in the game, it's really strange."

Gan Fan glanced at Qin Yi and shook his head helplessly, the corners of Qin Yi's mouth couldn't help but show a smile, and said: "Can't you see it, the Nirvana team didn't use all their strength at all, so to speak, what they need in their eyes is not a wonderful operation, but a heavy sword without a blade-like tactic to win the game." ”

The epee has no edge, this word can really perfectly describe the game of the Nirvana team, I can't see the wonderful operation, and I haven't seen any special skills, just rely on the level in the game, and complete the victory.

"Let's go, go back and study them."

Qin Yi smiled and turned to leave, Gan Fan glanced at his captain in astonishment, and was shocked in his heart, you must know that this bastard in ordinary games is in a silent state that cannot be shaken, at most, it is just to pull a group of team members together to train, but today he changed his temper and actually said that he wanted to study.

"Terrible."

Gan Fan finally glanced at the captain of the Nirvana team, and there was also a chill in his heart, and there was no trace of excitement on that patient-like pale face, as if for him, there was no fierce competition just now, but ordinary training.

The battle is over, the audience obviously did not appreciate the big battle they wanted to see, one by one seemed a little disappointed, but this afternoon there seemed to be no other game, so after a while, there were only a few sparse figures left in the huge competition hall, among which in the last row of the viewing platform, a yellow-haired teenager held his mobile phone, his hands were beating like a shadow, almost within three seconds, a line of lengthy nonsense was sent by him in the form of a text message.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

The girl next to the yellow-haired boy tilted her head, as if she was immersed in the competition, and the yellow-haired boy's brows suddenly relaxed, and said, "Send a text message." ”

"Of course I know you're texting, who you're texting."

"Black Rose."

The yellow-haired boy shook his hand, looking interested.

"Make an appointment with that stinky boy, in fair PK mode, I want to see how long he can hold on."

"Brother, you won't lose to him, right?"

"Of course not, as the absolute main core of today's sword team, I used to be one of the top ten genius boys in the Silver Age, but I was afraid that my confidence would be knocked out, and then I would collapse."

The yellow-haired boy doted on the girl's little head, and an aura called confidence emanated from the inside out, from the depths of his bones.

For the enemy's self-confidence, Qin Yi has always liked to deal with it in the most direct way.

Violence does not end in any problem, and any problem will return to violence when it cannot be resolved.

Gan Fan is also very confident, or rather proud.

"Again."

In the altar of re-rising, a burst of white light lit up, and a swordsman with the ID of Si Fan was resurrected, he hated to look at the captain who was not far away and showed a disdainful smile to him while clasping his nose, and his head was hot again, and he rushed over with the gun of King Ming.

"When you can knock me out a hundred points of blood, it's time for you to set up your own door."

Facing Gan Fan's fierce blow, Qin Yi looked very calm.

After all, as a fossil-level pro, the Prophet of Uncertainty is a must-have.

Drip, drip...

"Phantom kid, do you want me to go to the ladder PK?"

At this moment, a system prompt suddenly sounded in Qin Yi's ears, and the friend invitation came from a player with the ID of Phantom.