The archmage returned to the city and landed, and several peasants were already in the base to build the arrow tower, and at the same time, the Terran troops went out again and rushed to the mine below the hill.

Build towers, open mines, and rebuild towers.

This is NEE's tactic, just fill the arrow tower with the main ore and sub-ore, and drag it until the fose stamina is exhausted, and the victory is in hand.

It's just that he didn't notice everything the audience saw.

It wasn't until a minute later, when the watchman appeared at his mine with the panda Brewmaster and a few bears and deer, and demolished the unbuilt Terran hall, that NEE suddenly noticed that fose's operation had slowed down.

At first, he was overjoyed, thinking that Fose's physical strength had been exhausted, but he found that the watchman who was chasing the peasants was still agile, and Fose was completely free from a state collapse and a loss of control.

Apparently, Fose had withdrawn from the state of bloodthirsty flow, but his physical strength and maneuvering did not seem to be affected in the slightest.

"Could it be," NEE's heart thumped, "that he's mastered the perfect bloodthirsty flow?" ”

As if to answer NEE, the Night Force forced their way into the Terran base, carrying three arrow towers, killing all the infantry and peasants.

The most terrifying thing is that in the process of this slaughter, the two heroes of the night, an archer, three deer, and two bears, a total of eight units, shuttled and chased in different corners of the Terran base, as if they were operated by eight top players with all their might!

Such a state of operation beyond the limits of ordinary people is obviously only possible with bloodthirsty flow.

At this point, NEE finally understood that fose had really reached the most perfect state of bloodthirsty flow.

He has, surpassed, Meteor.

On the big screen, the score was displayed as 1:1, but no one cared about the score, the audience looked sluggish, the media reporters were excited and crazy, and there was silence in the players' seats.

Everyone knows that this game will go down in the history books of esports.

Six years after the fall of the god of War3, a man who has surpassed the god has finally appeared!

On the commentary seat, someone suddenly stood up, and people looked at it in amazement, this is a French commentator, only to see him raise his hands high, with a reverent face, towards the fose on the stage, and bow down respectfully.

Worship, new gods!

Immediately afterwards, many Spanish and European spectators stood up and bowed to the fose together.

"War3 players all over the world, remember this moment, remember Puerta del Sol, remember the fourth quarterfinals of the first World.War Individual Tournament, at this moment, the person who surpassed meteor was born, his name is - fose!"

In the slightly trembling voice of the fat master, more and more people worshiped on the stage!

NEE turned pale and smiled wryly.

"This day has finally come"

He looked at the sky, as if he were talking to someone.

"I'm sorry, I can't stop him, he's already overtaken you, and Gonzalez can't come back"

"Hehehe", Fose looked at NEE muttering to himself with a leisurely expression, the exaggerated smile on his face gradually faded, "Stupid man, in fact, meteor has known for a long time, I am stronger than him"

In the FF players' seat, everyone was silent.

All around, there were people of amazement and adoration, and even some of the contestants stood up and bowed down to the fose on the stage.

"Are these people crazy?"

Qizai looked around in disbelief, the atmosphere of frenzy and solemnity was almost suffocating.

Chen Ling clenched his fists, Ah Ming lowered his head and said nothing, and even Xu Yan's eyes were a little complicated and excited.

"God? God is big! The game isn't over yet! Are you worshipping Jesus or Satan? ”

Zhang Xiaotian looked at the people around him who were gradually fanatical, and shouted dissatisfiedly.

A blonde-haired and blue-eyed man seemed to be a devout believer, and he actually sneered at Xiao Tian, "Aren't you Chinese Warcraft quite good?" TopOne? Amusing! Specialized European players, right? Do you dare to challenge the new War3 gods? ”

"You!" , Zhang Xiaotian's eyes widened, and he rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward, but was blocked by a hand.

Xiao Xin stood up and smiled, "If your 'pseudo-god' can make it to the finals, you will naturally be able to meet me."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was loud enough for everyone around him to hear. At this time, there were exactly two reporters under the player's seat, and they immediately recorded Xiao Xin's words.

"Finals? What a big breath, you're so arrogant! The European man was a member of the SK team, and when he heard Xiao Xin's words, all the SK team members stood up and glared at Xiao Xin angrily.

"TopOne, don't go too far! Bloodlust is the hallmark of God, and since Fose has used the perfect bloodthirsty flow, then he is the true God. Unless, you've reached such a state too? MEDIA ALSO STOOD UP, STARING AT XIAO XIN WITH BURNING EYES.

"Warcraft is a game that tests operation and wisdom at the same time, bloodthirsty flow, not all of it", in the face of several questioning and angry eyes, Xiao Xin was still calm, "I believe that meteor can become a god, not just relying on bloodthirsty flow!" ”

Xiao Xin's words are not slow, but to the people around him, they are tantamount to thunder on the ground!

Over the years, no one has dared to question the status of bloodthirsty streams.

And at this moment, this unimaginable words came out of the mouth of this Chinese man. Countless eyes of surprise and anger converged on him.

I saw him standing calmly, although he was slightly thin, but his posture was straight, and his eyebrows were full of calm and firmness.

MEDIA COULDN'T HELP BUT TAKE A STEP BACK, HIT THE CHAIR BEHIND HIM WITH BOTH FEET, AND SAT DOWN, HE SUBCONSCIOUSLY LOOKED UP AT XIAO XIN, LOOKING LIKE HE WAS PAYING HOMAGE TO THE GODS.

The staff soon arrived and asked the two teams of players to sit back in their seats, and a small turmoil finally stopped.

But from people's shocked expressions, it can still be seen that Xiao Xin's words have subverted how many people's cognition and understanding of War3.

At this time, the third match between fose and NEE has begun. But it's clear to everyone that NEE has no chance of winning.

Ten minutes later, NEE hit GG. In this match, Fose only used Bloodlust in two fights, and the rest of the time he was in a normal state, but those two fights were enough to decide the outcome of the match.

At this point, the top four of the individual competition have all been produced. The semi-finals will be played the day after tomorrow, with Xiao Xin vs. Zhang Xiaotian, and Chen Ling vs. Fose", Fang Han's voice was a little low. On stage, NEE was leaving the stage gloomily, and Fose stood alone in the center of the stage, receiving the cheers and worship of the audience.

"Tomorrow, we're going to face the quarterfinals of the WW Team Championship. FF will take on the French giants KE, while fut, who has a new god, will take on the challenge of the old German team SUPERK! ”

On the bench, Casa, who was sitting in the corner, looked at the frenzied crowd under the stage, and a stiff smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth, "When these people know that the god they worship is actually a murderer, I don't know what it will be like." ”

(To be continued.) )