(2. Long-handled magician!) This is an essential class in large team fights. is the wielder of the Pole Staff.

The advantage of this class is that it has a huge amount of output energy. That is, as described in the list of occupations. [tons of output].

But the disadvantages of this profession are also obvious. All skills have been super-lengthened with a cooldown CD.

So, one mistake on your part could lead to the loss of the entire teamfight. The Great Magician, this profession, plays with a heartbeat.

It is equivalent to the team pressing all the chips on you, and that pressure can be imagined.

With a high output and an absolutely favorable output environment. Lancets often play a key role in turning the tide of battle.

In a team battle, no matter who it is, including the regiment leader, can even die immediately. However, the sudden death of a long-handled mage already means the end of the game.

Therefore, in large team fights, among all classes, no one can compete with the status of the long-handled mage.

Throughout the game, the whole group, the whole guild mates, will revolve around you to fight. Your value is above all else.

But what...... But! The Long-Handled Mage is actually a profession that is almost impossible to appear in the ring.

Because, without the protection of the sword and shield hands and swordsmen, you are a big fat piece that has been washed in front of any other profession.

Whoever you are, you can easily slaughter her in a 1v1 ring!

That's it. It's a profession that needs a partner.

3. [Medium-handled magician]

There's not much to say about that. A decent role in between.

A slightly higher output, a slightly shorter CD. Mediocre and mediocre, not at all extreme.

This, like the Pole Mage, is usually only seen in large team fights.

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A short, high whistle blew. The battle is on the verge of breaking out.

At the first moment of the battle, the yellow sand and dust in the sky instantly quieted down, and the audience's vision immediately became clear. All three summoned their own blades at the same time. Xia Han and Streamer had a magic wand in their hands, and Cola had a long sword and a small shield in their hands.

"Not a bow and arrow? Streamer, then you have to be careful! Nangong noticed the weapon in the streamer's hand, warmly prompted, and had already drawn his sword and galloped over as he spoke.

As Streamer's old partner, Nangong knows the bottom line about Streamer, and what Streamer is good at is not the strange profession of magician.

Since they knew that Nangong was a swordsman, Xia Han and Streamer naturally quickly backed back, and the head-to-head confrontation was handed over to Coke.

Although it was three to one, Xia Han did not relax in her heart, because she knew the strength of her opponent very well.

Xia Han thought seriously about it in the audience, as long as they were not approached, they could be invincible in this battle. "Since you're so fast, then I'll limit your speed and come out of the hydrochloric swamp." Xia Han was chanting a spell in a low voice.

A silt swamp with a radius of ten meters appeared at the foot of Nangong, and Cola rushed forward to fight Nangong in the silt swamp created by Xia Han, which was a favorable location.

The green mire can erode the resistance of the opponent's armor, and when it comes to fighting in the arena of his own home, Cola has the initiative.

Streamer holds a magic wand and draws the shield magic of the earth element in the void, enhancing Coke's ability to resist blows.

Without stopping, the streamer continued to cast the realm magic, the blessing of the wind singer, and the three people in the realm instantly increased their movement speed, and the situation of Coke in front of them also improved slightly.

And with the blessing of the three magics, the battle in front was still tightly suppressed by Nangong. Coke's movements were more sensitive than before, but his senses still couldn't keep up with Nangong's speed.

Nangong also felt the suppression of himself in this area under his feet, but with his current strength, he could directly ignore this gap.

Cola swung his knife upward, his left foot turned into a bend, and he grasped the long sword with both hands and slashed straight at Nangong's neck.

There is no special technique, no strength, no speed, in Nangong's eyes, Coke's movements are as rusty as a trainee chopping a scarecrow.

With this level of attack, Nangong was not afraid at all, and directly swung his sword to cut away, leaving Cola's attack aside.

What Nangong needs to worry about now is mainly the various buff and debuff spells that Xia Han and Streamer have applied on the field, which effectively limit the movements and agility required by Nangong to perform swordsmanship.

Nangong instantly retracted his right foot, leaned his body to the left, and in front of the horizontal sword, the tip of the sword forcibly displaced the original trajectory of the long sword, but there was still a bloody mark on his cheek from Coke's long sword.

Stabilizing his body, Nangong directly leaned to the next 360-degree turn, his body was like a spring pulled to the extreme, holding the sword and slashing down diagonally.

Cola hurriedly flanked his sword above his head, carefully dealing with Nangong's next slash.

The blades collided, and sparks flew everywhere.

The powerful impact force hit the sword body again and again, and the trembling sensation from the sword body made the sword handle almost leave Coke's hand, Coke was forced to retreat step by step, and Nangong was bullied step by step.

Cola and Nangong are not players on the same level at all. Although with the blessing of the streamer wind magic, the speed of Coke gradually kept up with Nangong, who was agile, but the gap in reaction ability was still there.

Nangong's situation looked much more embarrassing than Coke's, and there were blood marks on several parts of his body, which were the consequences of Xia Han's auxiliary attack.

Facing the trio of Streamer, Coke and Xia Han, Nangong couldn't be as comfortable as in the previous games.

But judging from the situation, Nangong is still tightly suppressing Coke.

Seeing that the earthy yellow light shield blessed by Coke was cracking, the streamer had no time to draw to support the magic. Nangong's next sword was on the way to slash at Coke.

"Xia Han ......"

Seeing that the situation ahead was not good, the girl did not stand there stupidly.

Throughout the game, from the beginning to the present, Xia Han's mind has always been kept in the most calm and sober state.

Hearing the streamer's call, Xia Han immediately waved the amethyst magic wand in his hand, sketched a magic array, and chanted a spell in a low voice.

The spatial magic temporarily imprisoned Nangong's progress, so that the strong physical inertia made Nangong stumble and almost fall to the ground, but Coke escaped by luck.

"Xia Han ......" Streamer quietly watched Xia Han's performance. Xia Han: She just cast a space magic, right?

The previous wood-based magic, air-based magic, and summoning magic, and the current space-based magic are added. It was only at this moment that Streamer realized how rich Xia Han's magician profession was.

The most different thing about Fighter from other games, and the most intriguing, is that all players can't choose their own class.

It's like the streamer himself, his main class summons a mage, a sub-class archer, these are the professions that the system automatically selects for the streamer, and in addition, the skills of other professions can't be released at all.

(Little easter egg: In the ancient martial arts world, the streamer majored in the profession of archer, not a mage.) ）

And Xia Han ...... It's actually a full range of magicians selected by the system! "Wind, fire, thunder, electricity, space, light, earth, wood...... In other words, "Xia Han, is she omnipotent?" "Streamer hadn't paid attention to this girl in the tech world before.

His gaze shifts to the battlefield again, and the streamer reassesses the situation on the field.

Although it is currently 3V1, this stage still belongs to Nangong.

And the cooperation between Xia Han and Coke may not last long at all, about Nangong's strength, the streamer is very clear, if you want to defeat Nangong in this 1V3, you still need to have absolute means, you have to enlarge the move.

"It's just this level, against Nangong, it really can't work." Streamer realized this, and immediately reminded Xia Han next to him, "Minister, the mire, the thorns are restricting him." Pay attention to my position, just snipe Nangong's assault. ”

The mage is like a lamb to the slaughter under a knife compared to a swordsman, so it is important to keep a distance from the enemy.

Streamer is well aware of the advantages of mages, although this class has a long cast time and lacks self-protection ability, but its power and range are the most eye-catching of all classes.

"Understood!" Xia Han glanced at the streamer behind him when he heard the sound, and when he saw what he was sketching with a magic wand, Xia Han suddenly realized and focused all his attention on the front.

At this moment, Nangong stepped on the light shield that was about to shatter on Coke's left arm, flipped his foot from above and wrapped around Coke's back, and cyan sword light followed.

"Coke, watch out there." Xia Han reminded the panicked Coke in time.

Although Cola found that the person in front of him was gone, he did not panic, and when he heard Xia Han's words, Cola rolled on the ground decisively, just avoiding Nangong's backstabbing.

The tip of the ear brushed shoulders with Nangong's sword blade, leaving a shallow scar on his face, and a small pale blue fluorescence floated from Cola's wound.

Xia Han immediately waved his magic wand in his hand to outline the earth magic, and at this moment, a wall of earth immediately drilled out under Coke's feet, instantly helping Coke to widen the distance between him and Nangong.

"Whew! Good risk, good risk...... Call! "At war with Nangong, Cola has a feeling that if he is not careful, he will be ruined. So nervous! It's exciting! Cola sat on the ground with a long sword in hand and a small shield pinned to his left arm, gasping loudly for the turbidity in his lungs, wiping the sweat and dust from his forehead with his cuffs.

At this moment, Cola could clearly feel that every cell in his body was beating wildly in the battle, as if this was not a game, but a real battlefield.

The chest and lungs of Coke are puffing up and the heart is pounding. "What a real game! I felt like I was going to die! A cold sweat broke out on Coke's forehead.

At that moment, Coke seemed to hear something. Damn, I forgot about this stubble. Coke stiffened and turned behind him, just in time to bump into the scene.