Void Kill is a skill that requires accurate prediction of time, this skill can drop a long sword phantom with high damage within a certain range, the damage is 300% of the professional attack power of the Dao Sword character, which is considerable, but the official release of Void Kill is in the third second after triggering. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is a damage delay skill that will not show attack until the third second after the skill is triggered.

This also means that Dujian had already predicted Qin Yi's position three seconds ago, and Qin Yi, as a space mage, had already guessed the order of his skill release and the idea of starting to attack.

The spatial rift could only last for a short time, and then it would cool down for a few seconds, and in the face of the rapidly falling illusory killing overhead, Qin Yimei had a rare trace of anger between his eyebrows.

As a professional player, you can fail or die, but you can't bear to be inferior to others.

"Are you angry, have you ever thought about Jiuling Dance?"

"What an idiot..."

Looking at the Tsing Yi Dao Sword in front of him with an indifferent face as if he had already won, Qin Yi suddenly cried and laughed again, and his anger dissipated very little, this is really an infatuated child.

Although the time for the Void Kill to land was very fast, Qin Yi's hand speed was faster, and the space flickered for a certain amount of time to cast the spell, he did not choose, but at the last moment, he tapped the keyboard, and the Z-shaped move was quietly drawn.

It's not a perfect Z-shaped move, but a broken operation, a crescent-like shape drawn on the ground, which is a very strange move, but such a move perfectly dodges the attack of the Void Kill.

The attack judgment failed, Qin Yi was still in a state of full blood, and at this time, the single sword was shocked, and it was about a second later that he reacted, took a few steps back, reopened the distance between himself and Qin Yi, and looked at the crescent-like movement marks on the ground, and hesitated in his heart.

"Is this a skill?"

"It's not."

"You're a member of the Silver Moon?"

"I'm their old-timer."

Qin Yi said half-jokingly and half-seriously, but it was obvious that Dujian would not believe this open-mouthed madman, the silver moon of Huaxia Country was a truly immortal myth, with profound heritage and ancient qualifications, as one of the first-line teams of the Huaxia National Super League, their existence can almost represent the rise and fall of the major eras of the entire Huaxia National E-sports circle.

"You're not a member of Silver Moon, you must have studied the video of one of their players, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to do this."

Dujian looked at the traces under Qin Yi's feet seriously, and that obsessive gaze made Qin Yi speechless for a while.

It's just the most basic conjugal operation, like a fart.

"If you want to learn, I can teach you."

Qin Yi wanted to say this to Dujian, but unfortunately they were opponents, Qin Yi didn't care, it didn't mean that Dujian maintained the same idea as him.

"Again."

Sure enough, Dujian's second attack arrived soon, this time the corners of Qin Yi's mouth slightly outlined a trace of arc, he still chose to defend, he could have taken advantage of the distraction of Fang Dujian to attack, but he was not ready to do this, first, it was unnecessary, and second, he also wanted to see how many layers of fire this Dujian had played the profession of Dao Sword.

The Dao Sword is invisible, it is all based on calculation, this is the perfect interpretation of the Dao Sword profession, for example, a prejudgment and vain killing of Fang Cai Dujian is a calculation, and in the past reckless era, Qin Yi has seen some very terrible Dao Sword players, similar to this calculation, they can stack it nine times.

In other words, before the start of a game PK, that Dao Sword player has calculated the attack method and the direction of the opponent for at least three minutes during this period, if such a profession is really able to understand it, it will be a nightmare for other game professions.

"This kid..."

Qin Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and in an instant, the single sword had already killed him, the long sword pierced through the wind, the cold light was awe-inspiring, and the basic operations such as stabbing and slashing were endless, if it was no matter the skill, in Qin Yi's eyes, this kid's level had at least reached the peak of a third-rate profession.

If you count skills, that's a real player.

Suddenly, there was an abrupt crisis in Qin Yi's heart, the lone sword held a three-foot Qingfeng, and in a blink of an eye, the cold light flickered, and the place where the sword blade was going made Qin Yicang retreat, and at this moment, there was a piercing killing machine from behind him.

The first illusory killing came, and the lone sword still predicted Qin Yi's move, but this time Qin Yi didn't need to play the operation of changing the position, the space rift was directly triggered, and he easily dodged this killing move.

"It's not over yet!"

Dujian snorted softly, he raised his hand to shake off the long sword, and slashed towards Qin Yi's left shoulder, Qin Yi had just walked out of the state of spatial rift, and was about to move his steps to the right, but found that the second false killing had reappeared.

"Hmph..."

Qin Yi disappeared, with a cold snort of disdain, Qin Yi's unit figure disappeared in place, and when he appeared in the next moment, he had already come to a distance of about fifty yards away from Dujian, and when Dujian found out about this, the expression on his face changed slightly.

Sou!

The sound of the cold wind breaking through the sky sounded, and a vain long sword fell behind him, this was the third calculation of the lone sword, and the only time he failed in his calculation.

It is indeed a little difficult to predict the time of three seconds, but what makes him feel even more helpless is Qin Yi's thinking.

Dujian knew the skills of the space mage, and he had studied this player with the ID of Zang Feng for Jiuling Wu, but when he really faced him, the gap was revealed, he counted the two skills of spatial rift and spatial flicker, but he did not count Qin Yi's fighting thoughts.

"Can you tell me, why don't you flash behind me and kill me?"

Dujian couldn't figure out this question, and he knew that he had already lost this PK, so he asked directly, even if the opponent didn't necessarily give him an answer.

Unexpectedly, Qin Yi nodded...

Dujian's face was happy, and when the character of this kid was really good, an accident happened, Qin Yi, whose skills had cooled down, flashed in front of Dujian again, this time it was a real flash in front of him, the kind with his face against his face, and the staff of Houde was raised high, and this space mage once again made an attack that only a warrior would do...

"Ahh

……

On the stone tablet outside the ladder, the point associated with Qin Yi has increased by one hundred again, and at this time, there are not many players paying attention to this issue, after all, after so long, people are patient, the crowd dispersed, this turmoil was small, and the small things were calm.

But for some, today's ladder is a nightmare.

Huaxia Kingdom, Beijing.

The capital is multi-differentiated, there are countless ancient LC areas scattered among them, as vast as the stars, between the high-rise buildings in a certain part of the capital, there is a simple attic, in the attic, a young man in Tsing Yi stared at the screen intently, watching a PK video.

This young man is similar to the Dujian Seven or Eight Points, it is himself, compared to the game, he is more handsome in reality, which is different from Qin Yi's shameless nature.

"Brother, I lost, lost to the player you assassinated in the first place."

Suddenly, Dujian raised his eyes and looked at another young man in the attic who was not much older than him, this young man had his hands behind his back, a few goatees under the corners of his mouth, and a pair of deep eyes looked at the falling flowers outside the windowsill, his expression was in a trance, and his mouth was murmuring.

"Xiao Du, eat yellow stewed chicken or finger cakes at noon...."