Tang Hao walked onto the competition stage with steady steps, and stepped on the ground as if stepping on everyone's hearts.

Tang Rou took a deep breath.

"I'm leaving."

"Come on!" Chen Guo cheered up.

The two came to the stage and passed by.

"This Tang Hao is also a straight man." Wei Chen sighed, "With such a beautiful girl next to him, he didn't even look at it." ”

"Hehe, that's the magic of a pro." Li Ziming echoed: "People who only have games in their eyes are pure in their hearts. ”

Su Mucheng's hand quietly touched Li Ziming's waist.

"Come on Tang Hao, come on!"

"Victory belongs to the roar!"

The audience shouted.

Tang Rou and Tang Hao are both operational players, and they just started with a straight fight, without calculation.

The audience applauded, and even the commentators said that this kind of battle was much better than tactical calculations.

In the end, there was no surprise, Tang Hao won, and Tang Rou's performance was also extremely good, and Tang San's blood volume was only about 40%.

A newcomer who has just debuted can replace 60% of the blood volume of god-level players, which is not excellent.

Ye Xiu nodded with satisfaction.

But after Tang Rou stepped down, she muttered "almost".

Li Ziming heard it, this was not a trace of almost winning, but a dissatisfaction with the ability to control the distance.

As we all know, the battle spear is the type with the longest attack range among the melee weapons, and the advantage of the battle mage is the distance pull, in this regard, Sun Xiang is stronger than her, and even Tang Hao's hooligans are a few points better than him.

In terms of attack distance advantage, she can't even grasp the initiative!

"I'm on."

Li Ziming got up.

"Come on!" Chen Guo still gave a word of encouragement.

When the audience saw that it was Li Ziming, they were instantly excited, and their voices were even several times louder than when Tang Hao came to the stage just now.

Tang Hao just glanced at it coldly, and then ignored it.

Yes, this person has always regarded strength as the first place, and against Li Ziming, he is not timid, and even a little expectant.

"The second player in the Xingxin team is our Ziming player, as we all know, this season Ziming has re-transformed and used ghost swordsmen to play games, after so many games, I believe the audience has an understanding of Ziming's strength, from the stream of consciousness gameplay of the formation and slashing double cultivation, to the development of the special effects flow play, Ziming has brought us too many surprises!"

Li Ziming inserted the account card and loaded the character data.

Li Yibo suddenly noticed that Li Ziming's weapon had changed, and the Taidao Devil May Cry had turned into a dark purple horizontal knife.

"Magic Knife Qianren, the gray silver martial arts of the Weicao team!" Pan Lin explained, "But as we all know, the magic knife Qianren is a silver martial art designed by Ziming himself, and according to the records, this is an antique from a few years ago!" ”

"However, I believe that in such an important competition, Ziming will take out this weapon again, there must be some reason, maybe this is an enhanced version, after all, in the past few years, Qiao Yifan's magic knife Qianren has also been improved a lot."

The map loads and the match begins.

The two characters rushed to the middle of the map very decisively.

This map is not big, and the two sides met after running for half a minute.

"It's strange that you didn't sneak attack." Tang Hao typed.

It can be seen that Tang Hao was a little surprised, because since the start of S10, Li Ziming's ghost swordsmen have mostly taken the advantage of sneak attacks to get the first move, although this kind of straightforward is there, but it is too rare.

Tang Hao was ready to be attacked by a sneak attack, so in the face of this situation, he was stunned, not knowing if this was Li Ziming's trap.

"Fight a hooligan with less than half blood, you don't need a sneak attack." Li Ziming typed.

Tang Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, and couldn't help but snort coldly.

He knew very well that this was Li Ziming's trash talk that affected his mentality.

"You'll regret it."

Tang Hao noticed Li Ziming's weapon full of broken lines.

He suddenly understood, did your confidence come from this new weapon?

Tang Sanda rushed forward.

Li Ziming quickly arranged a knife formation under his feet.

When Tang Sanda entered the attack range, Li Ziming quickly hit a ghost slash, hitting it at an oblique angle of 45 degrees.

This is a micro exercise, the ghost slash is generally a downward chop, but the next chop is easy to dodge, the master's way to deal with it is sideways, but the oblique ghost chop is not sideways to dodge, he needs at least a big jump!

In the face of the attacking ghost slash, Tang San still did not pause, he was able to see the opportunity, squatting and rolling, and rubbing the ghost slash sword qi through the gap.

Although this kind of operation is very simple in the eyes of God players, and the masters in online games can do it after some contact, but it is not possible for ordinary people to be able to do such an accurate card angle.

Moreover, once hit, Tang Hao will lose all his rhythm.

"Tang Hao's courage is commendable!" Li Yibo sighed.

In my heart, I was amazed, I have really come out of great god players over the years!

After dodging the ghost slash, Tang Sanda also entered his attack rhythm.

I saw him raise his hand and wave it, throwing sand and hitting his face.

"Do you want to throw sand?"

Li Ziming knows that it is impossible not to dodge with this skill, but if you twist the perspective, you may fall into passivity.

In the duel between masters, the winner can be determined by a single thought.

Tang Hao already had a plan in his heart at this time, and what he was pursuing when he threw the sand and released it head-on was the moment when the other party turned his perspective!

Tang San was holding a hemp needle in his hand, once he saw the bull head of the Demon Sealing Sword Soul, he would inevitably take the opportunity to throw out the hemp needle.

The profession of a hooligan is very despicable!

"I really can't figure it out, you are such an operational player, playing so dirty, if you play a crazy swordsman, it will fit your personality!" Li Ziming sighed.

The hand movements are indeed not slow.

I saw the Demon Sealing Sword Soul squatting and bowing its head.

That's right! Squat!

Tang Hao obviously didn't expect it, because in his opinion, turning his head to avoid throwing sand is the mainstream, and this person unexpectedly used a squat operation.

"Hehe, you didn't expect that, did you?"

Tang Hao gritted his teeth, his fingers still tapped down, but the mouse in his right hand flicked down, and the hemp needle still wanted to fly out towards the Demon Sealing Sword Soul.

Li Ziming was not panicking, he had already predicted Tang Hao's subconscious operation.

If it is a frontal throwing needle, it is difficult to judge the angle of flying, but if it is based on consciousness, then it is much easier to deal with it.

The angle at which the needle might fly appears in my mind.

Li Ziming shook his mouse.

Draw the knife and slash the full moon slash, and the three knives are quickly slashed out.

Ding Ding Ding!

Three hemp needles were cut off and flew out.

Tang Hao was depressed, his attack failed to play a little rhythm, and he was operated by the other party. But this kind of thing has nothing to do with you, Tang Sanda continued to charge forward, already holding the brick in his hand, and when he got closer, he would give the Demon Sealing Sword Soul a brick.

(End of chapter)