Location: [2v2 Match]

As the game progressed, the eaves gradually fell into the wind. Qi Yawei is a strong enemy herself, and with the continuous support of Wen Yiju's wine, it will be a matter of time before the eaves will lose.

Qiao Jia was anxious, but he couldn't help the eaves. Before coming to the martial arts arena, he had already tried to learn some exercises, but every time they came to his hands, they showed "unlearnable", which also led to the fact that Qiao Jia did not know any fighting skills now.

As long as it's a game, it needs to be fair to maintain. They didn't believe that the Celestial Race was such a wasted race, and they had no other abilities except for counting half an NPC, but they tried a lot of methods on the bright moon night, and until now, they still haven't found it.

"Boom ......"

The black spear of the eaves was picked up by Qi Yawei and smashed straight to Qiao Jia's feet.

Just now, Qiao Jia was distracted, and he didn't notice the changes in the field. When the black gun flew over, the gray chicken in his arms jumped up and bounced it away with his skills, and it only took a few seconds from the beginning to the present.

Seeing the black gun beside him, Qiao Jia's heart beat very fast, and now he realized that he was afraid.

Eaves ran to Qiao Jia's side in one breath, and after confirming that Qiao Jia was fine, he stared at Qi Yawei tightly with his eyes burning with anger.

Qi Yawei was slightly stunned by his eyes, and quickly looked away. She didn't take advantage of the fact that she didn't have a weapon and continued to attack, but stood aside and waited, she wanted to win, and even more so to win above board.

Joga quickly calmed his heartbeat and smiled at the eaves. Looking at the black gun beside him, his heart was a little itchy, as a man, he used to be obsessed with martial arts, and he thought that he could fulfill a martial arts dream in the game, but he couldn't learn skills. Now, looking at the handsome weapon in front of me, I can't help but feel a little nervous.

Qiao Jia stretched out his hand, held the black gun in front of him, pulled it out with all his strength, and came out?!

Looking at the size of this gun and the way it smashed on the ground, I thought it was very heavy, but I didn't expect it to be pulled out all at once, much lighter than expected.

Qiao Jia handed the gun to the eaves beside him, but the eaves did not speak, and silently took it from his hand.

That's when the unexpected happened.

A piece of yellow paper flew towards Qiaoga, but because there was a circle on the ground that had begun to form a circle, it flew into the range of the circle and was burned to ashes.

The three of them were a little surprised, and they all looked at Wen Yijug of wine.

Wen smiled at a pot of wine and said to Qiao Jia: "I'm sorry, you have to eliminate it first." ”

Then, his face became gloomy, and he turned to Qi Yawei and said, "Kill him first." ”。

Qiao Jia was startled by his rapid change of face back and forth, and immediately reacted, looking at the two opposite side vigilantly.

After more than half of the game, although Joga was only watching from the sidelines, the alertness that should have been developed has been developed.

Qi Yawei didn't act immediately when she heard Wen Yiju's words, and hesitated.

Qiao Jia took the opportunity to get closer to the eaves and whispered, "He must know something." ”。

Eaves nodded and said, "Hmm." ”。

Wen Yiju saw that Qi Yawei didn't move, and he didn't urge, so he took out three pieces of yellow paper and threw them at Qiao Jia.

With the protection of the formation, these three yellow sheets of paper were all reduced to ashes.

I thought that Wen Yiju would give up, but he didn't expect him to lose several pieces of paper one after another. With his perseverance, cracks appeared in the protective circle on the ground.

Eaves frowned, raised the black spear and attacked Wen Yi with a pot of wine, he couldn't let the formation continue to be damaged.

Qi Yawei next to her immediately rushed over and blocked the eaves with a pot of wine for Wen.

The eaves were dragged by Qi Yawei, but there was a dangerous pot of wine on the other side.

Wen Yiju of wine finally used yellow paper to successfully destroy the circle.

As soon as the circle was destroyed, the gray rooster jumped out of Qiao Jia's arms, slowly grew larger, and protected Qiao Jia behind him.

The source of consumption of the gray chicken is the eaves, which become larger at the moment, causing a certain burden on the eaves.

I saw that Qi Yawei hit the shoulder of the eaves with a stick, and most of the blood bar fell off at once. The eaves quickly retreated, standing with some difficulty.

And Qiao Jia has the protection of the gray rooster, and there is no danger for the time being.

Qiao Jia's heart gradually calmed down, and he understood that his presence would not only not help the eaves, but would also distract him. If the eaves are defeated, then they will really lose this game, but if he is eliminated, the eaves may still be able to fight.

After making up his mind, Joga walked over to the gray chicken and patted it.

The gray rooster didn't know what he was going to do, and when he saw Qiao Jia coming, he habitually arched over him.

Qiao Jia noticed that there was a gaze on him, at this time, he knew that it was the eaves, turned his head and glanced at the eaves, and the eaves shook his head gently, as if he knew what he was thinking.

Qiao Jia touched his nose a little embarrassed, thinking to himself, this is just a game competition, so it won't be like this! Since the eaves don't agree, forget it, and if you lose, you lose!

Qiao Jia looked at the vast sky and earth around him, and praised the realism of the game scene. I hope that there are people from the Sword Ming Pavilion in this arena, as long as they get their attention, they will be considered to have won in general.

There was something unpleasant in the battle, he understood Qiao Jia's thoughts, this was indeed a good choice, but he just didn't want to do it.

Eaves took out a red bead from the bag and crushed it in his hand. A stream of red energy floated out of the beads and burrowed into the body of the eaves.

There was not much movement in the eaves, but there were only four people in the entire field arena, and it was difficult not to notice.

"Backtracking Beads." Wen muttered a pot of wine.

The Retrospective Bead is a prop in "Creation Shenzhou", a one-time consumable, it can restore the user's blood, blue and state, and is a very rare existence.

Everyone didn't expect that for an ordinary competition, he was willing to use such precious props, which was a bit incredible.

The eaves state of using the backtracking bead suddenly returned to its peak, and his attack became sharp, but this time, it was Qi Yawei's turn that he couldn't deal with.

Wen Yiju no longer cared about Qiao Jia, and threw out four yellow papers at Qi Yawei's instigation.

Seeing the power of the yellow paper, it was impossible for him to succeed again, and as soon as the black gun was raised, all the yellow paper in the air was turned into pieces.

Turning around with the force of the swing, the eaves attacked Qi Yawei.

Qi Yawei's speed and strength couldn't keep up with the eaves, and she was gradually wounded several times by the eaves' black guns.

Qi Yawei's heart became more and more irritable, and she was forced to be a little anxious. I wondered in my heart, this person's luck was too good, every time he was injured by a black gun, he could trigger a critical hit. With just a few injuries, three-quarters of her blood had already fallen.

"Tsk." Wen snorted a pot of wine and ran towards where Qi Yawei was.

Naturally, he wouldn't give them a chance, he attacked Qi Yawei with a black gun in his right hand, and took out a dagger from the bag with his left hand, stabbing Wen Yiju of wine who ran towards them.

Wen Yijiu saw the dagger coming, and immediately turned around to dodge, this action slowed down his running speed, and by the time he ran, Qi Yawei's blood bar was zero, and he had been eliminated.

Qi Yawei was eliminated, and Wen Yi's pot of wine had little effect, and she was defeated without blocking the attack of the eaves for a few rounds.

"Ding, it's over. RED 'Bridge Eaves' wins. ”。

After the game, the empty field around it gradually disappeared, replaced by a lively spectator seat and a majestic arena.