Chapter 302: Ice
The audience was in an uproar.
Clown Mask VS Doomsday Beast? Two minor leagues are up against each other!
The draw resulted in some people rejoicing, some disappointed, and the audience generally found it boring and booed.
In the first game, it seemed that there was no trick to play.
Yi Chen breathed a sigh of relief, if Zhang Mengxue could play as usual, it would not be a big problem to win the Doomsday Beast Sect.
The people of the Doomsday Beast faction are almost all non-mainstream washing, cutting and blowing, and have been employed by multiple alliances for a long time to do chores at the bottom.
They had only one infected person, Xu Zijian, the captain of the self-proclaimed yuppie tree. However, according to the records of the Coalition Infected, his ability is induction electromagnetism.
Induction electromagnetism should be a very awesome ability, but Xu Zijian's awakening is not comprehensive enough, and his ability to control metal is very limited. I heard that there are also forces that want to pull him into the gang, but this guy has a strange temper, his three views are not correct, and he will turn his face after a few discords, and his popularity is extremely poor. After a long time, the various alliances were only willing to hire him and his team for a fee, and no longer mentioned the matter of absorption and merger.
In terms of economy, Xu Zijian did not start well, there was no consortium to support and pay the bill, and his team pursued the spirit of spending money and having fun in a timely manner.
The poorer you are, the poorer you are, a vicious circle. Xu Zijian has been standing still and has not developed, and the Doomsday Beast Sect was soon left at the end of all the alliances in Xijing and could not turn over.
The area under their jurisdiction is the most chaotic and impoverished part of Xijing.
There, every day there are scenes of fights and brawls, and looting.
Xu Zijian doesn't care.
He believed that the end times were inherently insane, and that the "order" that the other alliances were trying to maintain was an illusion. They are the truest portrayal of human nature.
However, an alien alliance like the Doomsday Fauvists represents an extremely rebellious phenomenon among the young people of Xijing. Although they didn't mix well, they still kept coming to them, so that they were able to survive until now.
Existence makes sense, and the Grand Alliance is too lazy to clean up that chaotic area, and no one intends to swallow them head-on by force, leaving them to fend for themselves.
With a piercing engine whistle, the Doomsday Beast Sect appeared in front of everyone's attention.
They were also five people, riding motorcycles, armed with steel rods and machetes, through the side door one by one, and circled the field before stopping.
Captain Xu Zijian kicked on the ground, put on a posture that he thought was handsome, brushed his colorful messy hair, and personally took the lead in shouting at the audience, so that everyone could give them applause.
Seeing that the Doomsday Fauvists were still wearing messy "trendy" costumes, such a ruffian, the audience cheered one after another, and doubts arose for a while.
"Host, they're on motorcycles!"
"Is that okay?"
The notary, made up of neutral forces, shook his head and signaled that it was okay.
There is no clear rule that no vehicles can be present on site. After all, motorcycles are not high-destruction weapons like airplanes, tanks, artillery, and heavy machine guns, and most of the main members of the Doomsday Fauvist are bikers, regardless of their skills, each person has a motorcycle.
Although they are sometimes faced with the situation of eating the last meal and not the next meal, this kind of behavior is never left behind.
Zhang Mengxue's side is much more decent. He didn't carry a heavy machine gun this time, but he was equipped with a love knife, and several people around him were also armed with ordinary knives, guns and clubs.
Zhang Mengxue's novices are not the main force, and they may not be on the court for more than two minutes.
No matter how shocking the appearance of the Apocalyptic Beast Sect was just now, he was still motionless. A natural low pressure surrounds him, allowing the surroundings to cool down quickly and undisturbed.
"Can you suggest a contest?" Xu Zijian raised his hand at Zhang Mengxue and said hello. "Captain Zhang, you see that there are not many people on either side of us, how about just a game? This also saves everyone trouble. ”
When Zhang Mengxue heard this, she nodded very simply to accept the suggestion. He didn't need to think about it at all, it was a solution he couldn't ask for!
He knew very well what strength and level of his newly recruited subordinates were.
Don't look at them, they are all five big and three thick, and they are very strong, but no one has taken a body booster.
Although the situation of the Doomsday Beast faction on the other side is similar, after all, they have been cooperating with each other for a long time, and the tacit understanding is there, and it is difficult for a team like him to conquer each other.
If the two-player, three-player, and five-player team battles are all played, he must participate in them all in order to increase his chances of winning. With his physical strength, he couldn't bear it, and he couldn't hold on at all.
"Since both sides have agreed, then according to the agreement just now - the Clown Mask Alliance and the Doomsday Beast will only have one game! This game is worth three points! The host announced loudly.
In the first tournament, there was a desperate situation, and success or failure was in this battle!
As the whistle of the game began, Xu Zijian led the Doomsday Beast faction to strike first!
He ordered others to surround their opponents in the center of the field from the front and back, left and right, and galloped in circles, narrowing the encirclement little by little, while he himself watched from the wall and analyzed the situation.
At the moment he is in no hurry to order an attack. In his opinion, his own advantages are obvious.
First of all, their ability to move is not to be said, and their opponents are like clay sculptures and wood sculptures in comparison.
Even if Zhang Mengxue is fast and can catch up with the speed, and their motorcycles are flexible in steering and can adapt at any time, it is really difficult to catch them.
I don't know if Zhang Mengxue was frightened, or didn't react, Xu Zijian was proud in his heart, and felt that he would simply take it in one fell swoop, and don't wait and see.
"Up!"
The motorcyclists couldn't bear it anymore, so they had to wave their weapons and step on the accelerator to go straight to the target!
Boom - a bang!
It wasn't Xu Zijian's people who succeeded, but the four motorcycles all overturned to the ground, and the wheels were spinning.
The riders were thrown out a few meters, and this time the fall was not light, and no one got up for a long time.
"What's going on? Ah, the ground is frozen! Captain Zhang Mengxue is not without action, he activated his ability to create an ice surface! The host saw the clues of the overturned car through the close picture, and said with some excitement.
Ice control is one of Zhang Mengxue's abilities, but under everyone's noses, she unknowingly made such a play, it was like a trick!
Speed is another of Zhang's abilities. His movements are difficult for ordinary people to capture, not to mention that everyone's attention just now was focused on those arrogant motorcycles, and the dust raised by them was all around, and how many people could see the sudden changes in the ground nearby?
Zhang Mengxue's time was just right. He was watching, waiting for his opponent to get closer.
It doesn't matter which direction the riders of the Apocalyptic Fauvism are coming from, if the target is them, the direction is determined!