"Idiot, do you think you can run like a rabbit and lead the nose of labor?" Brother Huang Mao's physique is strong and burly, but his speed is extremely sensitive, he sways from side to side with zigzag steps, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, it is difficult to grasp the law. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Chen Mu has been keeping a straight line back, his agility attribute is very low, and the speed of forced fighting is definitely not comparable, so the strategy he chooses is to suppress first.

Brother Huangmao's cold weapon is a military battle axe, he didn't use the Gatling with a poor accuracy, Brother Huang Mao knew that that thing did not pose any threat to Chen Mu, and the excessive weight would also affect his own performance.

"Labor and management will cut off your head with their own hands!"

Brother Huang Mao is intent on hand-to-hand combat and victory in the most savage way, he was originally a warrior and is not good at using firearms, only the kind of flesh and blood tearing and dripping battle is his true color.

A hint of banter flashed in Chen Mu's eyes, he lowered his body and did not panic until the two magazines were empty, and a faint light smoke came out of the barrel.

"Haha!! I see what else you can do!! ”

Brother Huang Mao accelerated suddenly, laughing loudly as he ran.

It takes a few seconds to change the magazine, and when he loses the suppression of firepower, he can attack unscrupulously.

"As long as I am given a chance to get close, even if you have nine heads, labor and management will be unscrewed off one by one!!" Brother Huangmao's snort became heavier and heavier, his eyes were bloodshot, his pupils contracted tightly, and he expanded repeatedly, and he had begun to gradually enter a kind of excitement that was close to madness.

Bloodthirsty Rage (Level.1)

This is an explosive low-level skill in the [Physical Fitness System].

There are no side effects!

Brother Huang Mao fell into a state of excitement similar to taking psychedelics, the functions of his flesh were greatly improved, his strength, speed, and reaction were considerably strengthened, his muscles were built, and his black tactical suit was almost bursting. From a distance, it looks like a moving iron wall, rumbling across the ground, and before it gets close, the surging momentum has already pressed Chen Mu a little breathless.

What is a Pro Gamer?

In layman's terms, it means that people who take playing games as a profession and study this road, spend energy that ordinary people can't imagine, and constantly hone their skills and improve their own standards over the years.

How do you determine if a pro gamer is qualified?

Operational skills are definitely the most intuitive embodiment, and anyone who claims to be a professional gamer must have solid basic skills.

After all, the game is different from reality, and it will not be restricted by too many factors, even the old man in the real world can be alive in the virtual world, incarnated as a berserker, picking up a hammer weighing thousands of pounds, and crisscrossing the battlefield. For a long time, the path chosen by Chen Mu is the output position of the long-range system, and most of the skills he has are related to this, and he has also been familiar with the operation of some guns in FPS games, in fact, in addition to pulling the trigger, the other principles are similar to the mage releasing a series of fireballs.

The most basic operation of the mage is to overcome the visual dizziness and adjust the center of gravity of the body, and secondly, to exercise the feeling of being able to play without missing a bullet when displacement.

Note that the "bullet without missing a shot" here does not refer to a target that also remains moving, but to a stationary object.

Many times there are tank classes in the team that pull hatred, and ranged classes only need to pay attention to dodging boss skills, and then what to do.

The high-level skill built on this foundation is [Running Prediction Attack], which is mainly suitable for PVP, Ladder Arena, and is also very important when brushing bosses alone. Because against a moving target, the player cannot directly attack according to the visual feedback image, but needs to predict its position, unless it is a directional skill, after the release of the forced hit, otherwise there will be a "time difference" caused by a "ballistic velocity" in between.

However, a truly good professional gamer must not only operate well, but also have a strong heart, be able to withstand pressure, and calmly think about countermeasures in an unfavorable situation.

Chen Mu squinted at his long and narrow black eyes, and a cold light burst out from his deep pupils.

Chen Mu decisively gave up the act of replacing the magazine.

His nerves were tense, and his full attention was focused on the trajectory of Brother Huangmao's movements, and several changes were quickly pushed in his mind, capturing the slightest flaw.

The sound of heavy breathing accompanied the pace of the strong enemy was getting closer and closer, from a dozen meters to a few meters, and then from a few meters to two meters.

Whew!

The short-handled tomahawk slashed down with a swift wind.

Chen Mu let out a low snort, leaned his body to the left, and then took another sliding step, taking advantage of the momentum to flash to the side. Brother Huang Mao laughed fiercely, the short axe changed direction in the air, and the green tendons on his thick arms burst out, it can be seen that the strength has been accumulated to the extreme, if he really hits it, he will be half-crippled if he doesn't die.

As Chen Mu slid his steps, a cold light jumped up from his fingertips.

His waist was straightened, and he did not retreat, but advanced.

The strength of the whole body twisted into a strand.

A crazy and ferocious look appeared on Chen Mu's face, like a young beast that was in a desperate situation, struggling to fight back to death.

The curved Nepalese saber pulled out a pale green glow and stabbed straight at the throat of the yellow-haired brother.

"Wounds for wounds?"

"Don't succeed!"

The moment the two staggered, Brother Huang Mao instinctively chose to back down.

Chen Mu's Nepalese saber is smeared with an unknown layer of liquid, which is most likely some kind of poison in the copy full of biochemical zombies. Brother Huang Mao doesn't want to pay a terrible price for a guy who is going to die. At best, it would be a few more seconds for him to live, and he already had the upper hand, so there was no need to take the risk.

However, Huang Mao's momentary hesitation instead ruined the best opportunity to kill Chen Mu.

"A warrior fears death when he charges......"

Chen Mu hooked the corners of his mouth, and an undisguised sarcastic smile fell into Brother Huangmao's eyes, making him suddenly alert.

"But the deadliest mistake!!"

I saw that on the back of the Nepalese saber, a few wisps of cyan flames suddenly burst out.

The temperature of the steel blade suddenly rose.

The scorching breath signaled extreme danger.

Chen Mu's fight for his life was a defeat on the surface, but in fact, it was a hidden move. As everyone knows, the lion fights the rabbit, and it still needs all his strength, obviously Brother Huang Mao is not a fearless lion, but Chen Mu is a bold and careful cunning rabbit! With the cover of the Nepalese saber, the moment he struck, he released [Burst Flame] at the same time.

The initial faint flame seedlings were not easy to detect, coupled with the deterrence that was close to the core, which greatly distracted Brother Huang Mao's attention.

Rumble!

The cyan flame transformed into a rich purple flame, and under the nose of the yellow-haired brother, it exploded in the air.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound.

Brother Huang Mao, who opened the [Iron Cloth Shirt], was blown up with a gray face, his back was upside down, the flesh and blood on his chin were blurred, and the smell of burning came out, and the whole person fell to the ground heavily.

But after succeeding, Chen Mu was not comfortable, Brother Huang Mao smashed his heart with an angry fist, the violent power came out of his back, and the qi slammed into his body, shaking his internal organs for a while, only to feel a sweet throat, and open his mouth to spurt out a pool of red blood.

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PS: There is one more more.