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Qin Yi threw off his glasses and chips, and stretched his waist quite satisfied, everything has nothing to do with him, the Ladder Destroyer has gone offline, and the next PK match will be replaced by a swordsman with an ID of Sifan.

Qin Yi really wanted to buy water, and a long time of playing games would also reduce his physical strength a lot, so he left the Ji Shuihe training room, and at this time, Gan Fan, who was in the private room of the ladder, was already stunned.

In front of the swordsman's eyes, a burst of white light suddenly appeared, and the next moment, a burst of sky-high anger overflowed from the white light, and a black-robed male player covered in flames slowly walked out from the depths of the flames.

"How did you get in, this friend..."

Gan Fan stared at the black-robed player who suddenly arrived in front of him in a daze, and felt a faint sense of unease.

This player is not of a high level, he is at a mediocre forty-fifth level, but his murderous aura makes people feel terrified, especially the two senran gazes that shoot out from the black robe, which are simply like flames that make people sting.

What's more, how did he get in, this is obviously a private room, and it's a private room with a password!

"Trash, shoot you... You want me to kill you. ”

It's a pity that no one answered his question, and the player, who had been covered by the black cloak, had obviously fallen into a state of madness, he muttered, his whole body seemed to be trembling with anger, and suddenly he raised his eyes, looked at Gan Fan not far away, and let out a sneer.

"Shoot you!"

"Ah, no, big brother, I'm not Zangfeng!"

Feng Ming Jiuxiao, as the captain of the Nirvana team, has been recognized to the greatest extent in the Three Nets League in terms of operation and personal ability, and almost in an instant, he approached Gan Fan with a wonderful move, and the overall move is similar to a crescent moon, but in some corners of this crescent moon, there is a little more smart and small movement operation.

There was a mark on the ladder battle platform, which was difficult to fathom.

"He's a master."

Gan Fan felt a pang in his heart, even if he was a fool, he knew that he was calculated by the captain at this moment, and it was naturally impossible to be killed, so in desperation, he brandished the Mingwang gun in his hand.

Dodge!

A golden shot was swung, and the cold wind was about to force back the mysterious player who came in front of him, but at the moment when the Ming Wang spear almost touched him, this player disappeared.

Phoenix Skill: A flash of phoenix soul.

In the competition, basically every class will be equipped with a skill with a short displacement, similar to the space mage's space flicker, the swordsman's broken sword, and the phoenix soul flash of the phoenix job is also one of them.

An afterimage fell, and the blow of the Ming King's gun missed, Gan Fan's back was cold, and he suddenly changed color when he adjusted the pain system slightly higher.

A fair-skinned face instantly completed the transformation of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, and when the level difference was not much, he was actually punched out by the mysterious player.

This is just a great shame for Gan Fan, who has a good face, but fortunately he doesn't know that Qin Yi opened the viewing system quite meaningfully before leaving this room.

"Oh my God, who is this, such a strong move."

"No, where did this swordsman come from, Zangfeng."

"Yes, what about Zang Feng?"

Someone discovered the crux of the matter, in the short period of time when this private room was closed, the two people in the battle seemed to have undergone a drastic change, Zang Feng was gone, and the player who concealed his personal information did not seem to be a simple thing, and several attacks made passers-by and players admire.

"Oops, this kid was beaten so badly..."

"The phoenix soul flashed, this is the phoenix job, a very rare profession, this profession is not good to play without a little pressure resistance."

Several hardcore competition players began to comment on this ladder PK match that shouldn't have happened, I have to say that Feng Ming Jiuxiao is really a very powerful player, and the details are impeccable, Gan Fan was originally among the top three players in the comeback team, but in the face of this player, he was suppressed and had no power to fight back.

There are many factors that determine a PK match, luck, personal ability, operation, awareness, and even the momentum of the players on both sides, in fact, this PK match is in a sense that Gan Fan has been in a state of disadvantage from the beginning.

One was fooled and lacked momentum, and the other was ruined and abusive, angry and angry.

"Big brother, I'm really not Zangfeng!"

Gan Fan brandished the Ming Wang gun, but was hit by the big bird again from a tricky angle, his whole body was burned like a flame, he grinned in pain, and he didn't forget to explain.

"I'm just a janitor..."

"I'm not blind, that kid... That kid ran away, ahhhhh ”

Poor Captain Nirvana is not a fool, how can he not see that this is a small trick played by Zang Feng, but it is precisely like this, the anger in his heart is burning even more wildly.

"Ahhh Zangfeng, you come out! ”

As the angry roar of Feng Ming Jiuxiao sounded, the passers-by in the video area sighed helplessly and closed their eyes unbearably.

"That tireless Zang Feng."

"Indeed, it destroys people tirelessly..."

At this moment, compared to some passers-by and players in the video viewing area, there is actually a group of people who pay more attention to Zang Feng's movements than them.

……

Nanhai Prefecture, this is a magnificent river and mountain in the Chinese country, the South China Sea is vast, the blue sea water and the sky dome are connected, like a piece of clear gorgeous jade, the South China Sea is also a holy place that relies on tourism and vacation to develop the economy, and the Wang Zuo Club in the 81st district is also located in this soil with ancient heritage.

"Zang Feng is gone."

"The replacement is a swordsman player, ID Sifan, level forty-four, gold equipped with the Ming King Spear."

"How's the combat power?"

"Generally, the ladder points are at the peak of two thousand, and the personal ability evaluation level is A-level among semi-professional players."

In Nanhai Prefecture, Wang Zuo Club, in a small and not crowded training room, there were bursts of rapid questions and answers.

The room is very chic, classical and elegant, in the center of the training room erected a small monument, on which the word 'Wang Zuo' is depicted, at this moment, a young man with a goatee gently patted this crystal monument, with a hint of curiosity in his smile.

"This Tibetan Feng, if you can't say it, it's gone, and a PK system just now actually positioned him at the C-level level among first-line professional players, and I don't know if there was a mistake."

"Haha, captain, compared to this, you're thinking more about how to dig him up."

A dark-faced man answered the young man's words, and casually pried open a can of beer, arrogant.