Mo Shigui slammed down with the spiked conical shield in his hand... The spikes of the shield struck the swordsman player in front of him with unmistakable precision.

A critical hit of damage jumped out of the swordsman's head, and his remaining fifteen percent of his health was instantly reduced to ten percent.

Victory in the Flag Challenge only requires reducing the opponent's HP to less than 10%.

The word victory jumped out of Mo Shigui's head with a ribbon, representing that Mo Shigui had won another victory.

"What a shame... You're so embarrassed, President Mo is all elderly, why can't you beat all of you in your early twenties? How many wins has President Mo had now? The bubble covered his forehead, and he really had a brain ache right now.

"Thirteen wins in a row." A member of the guild said, "Why don't you go up, President?" ”

"I'm an Elemental Blaster! Have you ever seen an Elemental Demoman PK? "Bubbles are probably the most dish-eating in the Raiders group.

"The seventh on the PK ranking is an elemental blaster."

"Who said that? Deduction of wages! Deduction of wages! ”

The bubble yelled a few times and looked at the ink in the distance to drink medicine to recover HP and MP, and finally sighed... Originally, Bubble thought that Mo Shigui had been retired for so long, and the player skills under his command could be regarded as a great god in any small guild, but now he was actually returned by Mo Shi with a string of thirteen.

Shame on you! What a shame!

"President, I'll come."

A player in the guild named Carbonic Acid suddenly walked up to Bubbles and said.

"Are you bullying President Mo too much?" Bubble asked.

"I can't say bullying, President Mo is my senior..."

"Then carbonize you, it's a shame if you lose again."

After the bubble nodded, the player called Carbonic Acid came to Mo Shigui... Mo Shigui also has a little impression of him, one of the substitutes of Coke Mania, the reason for serving as a substitute is that his qualifications are too young, and his age in reality may be just eighteen years old.

This time the continental championship carbonic acid did not go with the team to the baseball country.

But the substitute pros are still pros, and their physicality, reflexes and average players are not at all on the same level.

"Come on."

Mo Shigui adjusted his breathing, and replaced the middle shield of his right hand with a small round shield for PK.

Carbonic Carbonate is an Assassin by class, and the Medium Shield and PVE Shield are a burden to an agile character like an Assassin.

Mo Shigui adjusted his breathing, he felt a little out of breath just now, as if he had just finished a half marathon.

Playing VR games is really a physically demanding job, although the actions of walking and running can be done by the player with a few buttons on the VR.

Usually when PVE, ink time is also used to complete a wide range of movement actions with buttons, after all... It saves effort, but the running and moving ink during PVP must be done directly in reality.

Because you move more finely, you can quickly reach your desired position and make the best moves and evasions.

So now Mo Shigui has more exercise than he combined in a month! If it weren't for the Holy Spirit strengthening his physical fitness, Mo Shigui might have been directly tired and lying down when he hit the tenth opponent.

Wearing thirteen is already the limit of being an elderly person for Mo Shigui...... Is it?

Mo Shigui didn't think that he could still fight!

"Senior... Taught. "Although the carbonic acid shouted one by one, he was a chicken thief... As a newcomer, the experience of PK is high when there is no ink, and now Mo Shigui's physical strength is exhausted, and now he comes up to fight with Mo Shigui is definitely nine out of ten.

The flag representing the duel was planted between the two, and Mo Shigui instantly opened a state of stubbornness for himself, raising the small round shield and long sword in his hand to aim at the carbonic acid in the distance.

Carbonic acid shook the two daggers in his hands behind his back, and his figure disappeared in front of Mo Shigui.

Sneak.

Mo Shigui concentrated his attention and listened to the footsteps around him, he had very good experience in fighting with this kind of invisible enemy, and the stealth in the Holy Spirit was not invincible, like footsteps could still be heard.

The footsteps of carbonic acid were captured at the moment when ink was returned, left hand!

Mo Shigui swung the long sword in his hand and stabbed into the air on his left, but only cut off the light gray hair of carbonated carbon... The carbon dagger slashed through Mo Shigui's blade like a poisonous snake and stabbed him in the throat.

But at this moment, Mo Shigui did not resist the dagger stabbed by the carbonic acid stab, but raised the small round shield in his hand to block behind him.

Another carbonic figure appeared in mid-air behind Mo Shi's return.

Whether it's an assassin or a thief, one of the skills that stealth a class can have... Doppelganger.

The clone will reserve the player's skills and attack actions three seconds ago, and the attack of the carbonic clone is too real, so that any veteran may be directly deceived and hand over all the skills to this clone.

But Mo Shigui's experience is not limited to veterans, the real body of Carbonic Acid has already run behind Mo Shigui with a displacement skill called Shadow Attack!

The two daggers of carbonic acid slammed into Mo Shigui's small round shield, and the small round shield could only block twenty percent of the damage, and two damage values close to seven hundred jumped out of Mo Shigui's head, but at least they blocked the hard stun attacked by carbonic acid.

Carbonic acid did not flinch after being discovered, he turned the dagger he held in his left hand into a straight grip, and stabbed directly into Mo Shigui's abdomen.

This blow pierced into the gap in Mo Shigui's abdominal armor with unmistakable accuracy, and another high amount of damage came out of Mo Shigui's head, but Mo Shigui also held the long sword in his hand and directly hit the opponent's face with the hilt of the long sword.

The Assassin probably hadn't seen a shield warrior hit someone with the hilt of his sword in the arena, and slammed his face directly into the hilt of Mo Shigui's sword, and a vertiginous judgment came out of his head.

The Holy Spirit's skill combination is very free, although some professions have unique skill mechanisms, such as assassins are combo mechanics, but how comfortable is the skill release.

Some of the skills that need to be released with a long sword, whether it is the blade of a long sword or the hilt of a long sword, can be released.

Of course, this vertigo ink time of less than 0.2 seconds will not be missed, and he directly uses the shield warrior's upward picking skill to make the opponent enter a floating state...... However, the assassin class was also very simple to break through the air, and Mo Shigui's combo lasted less than two seconds, and Carbonic Acid found the opportunity to step on Mo Shigui's blade.

It's not that I see through it... Instead, he found a fulcrum, and when he saw the spiral piercing skill lit up in the skill bar, he directly released the spiral piercing in mid-air, turned the defense into an attack, and swung two daggers and rushed towards Mo Shigui again.

The battle lasted for a very long time, lasting almost thirteen minutes, and the duel between the shield warriors and the assassins eventually turned into a war of attrition, and in the end, Mo Shigui used his experience advantage to seize a flaw in carbonic acid and empty his HP to less than 10%.

Mo Shigui's last sword slashed through the belly of carbonic acid... A damage of less than two hundred points jumped out of the carbonated head, but his health was less than ten percent.

The word victory jumped out of Mo Shigui's head again.

"The seniors are still powerful..."Carbonic acid sat on the obsidian ground and gasped helplessly.

The physical strength consumed by the assassin PK is much higher than that of the shield warrior, after all, it is necessary to continuously maintain a high-intensity displacement to find the weakness of the shield warrior, the Iron King Eight.

But Mo Shigui also consumed a lot of physical strength and energy in this battle, and he kept gasping and adjusting his breathing... Now he feels that it is no longer a half marathon, but a whole marathon, and he is so tired that he wants to lie on the ground.

"Down... One. ”

Mo Shigui is having a bit of a hard time talking now, but he still has to defeat the fifty-nine players of Coke Mania!

"President Mo is awesome, but that's about it, I'm afraid you're going to die suddenly if you continue to fight like this." Bubble looked at Mo Shigui kneeling on the ground and breathing heavily, although he is not a PK player, but Bubble is also using his own legs to move during this time, of course he knows that when he runs with his legs instead of the buttons on VR, it is... What a tiring thing.

"Go ahead, it's okay." Mo Shigui stabbed his sword into the ground and supported his body to his feet, ready to take on the next player's challenge.

But just then another flying mount fell from the sky.

"The barbecue party is over." A figure jumped off the flying mount and said to Mo Shigui.

At this moment, all the members of the surrounding Coke Maniac fell into an eerie silence... Mo Shigui looked back and saw that it was Zhao Mingwei.

"Flag PK? Replace me. Zhao Mingwei understood what was going on now at a glance, "I also took that Helal's hidden mission." ”

"Now that it's my business, you probably won't agree to it." Mo Shigui looked at Zhao Mingwei, and when the two looked at each other, they both pulled an extremely ugly smile.

"Swap?" Zhao Mingwei walked to Mo Shigui, who was half-kneeling on the ground, and raised his hand and said.

"Swap." Mo Shigui raised his arm and touched Zhao Mingwei lightly.

Thunderous arc sparks burst out the moment the two men's arms collided together.

Zhao Mingwei didn't need to say too many words, the tacit understanding between the two had already been cultivated seven years ago.

Zhao Mingwei walked directly and slowly in front of all the members of the Coke Mania, and with his other hand, he took out the banner of the challenge and plunged it into the ground.

"Bubble Chief, let's fight directly." Zhao Mingwei's pupils gradually burst out with the thunder of the dragon and tiger's roar, and at the same time, the stunned expressions of all the members of the Coke Mania were reflected: "I remember that there are still fifty-nine left?" I may not be able to beat a pair of fifty-nine, but I can try a pair of tens, which is more time-saving, how about it? Bubbles will grow. ”