Damn it!

After the random shooting was opened, He An's people were also suppressed by Qiu Musu, and then there was no chance to break free, rapid fire after random shooting, rapid fire after rapid shooting, explosive shooting after explosive shooting, and angry shooting after explosive shooting......

One by one, the state skills of the sharpshooters were released one after another, and the amount of blood of the people began to drop rapidly.

Will lose...... If you continue like this, you will definitely be connected to death!

Can't lose...... What to do? There should be a chance...... Calm, calm......

Can't lose!

Look for opportunities...... Be sure to find a chance to fight back!

End of Furious Shot...... Now is the time!

He An's eyes lit up, and he rushed directly with a sword.

Sprint Impact!

Qiu Mu Su is short, just right to avoid this sword, sliding shovel!

People were also knocked away, Qiu Musu turned over and jumped up, stepped on it, and shot!

The stepping skill that can't be dodged by the body consumes the blood volume of the person again, even if the blood volume and defense are excellent magic swordsmen, at this time, the blood volume has finally fallen into a disadvantage under the repeated blows!

People also swung their swords when they went, forced Qiu Musu away, turned over and jumped up, and split the waves!

This is a grabbing skill that can break the body!

Caught it! He An's head jumped.

Rumble!

A grenade explosion sounded, brutally interrupting He An's attack.

Knee bang! Whirlwind legs!

The combo of the two physical skills knocked the person away, and the bullets poured out again!

He An continued to work hard to find an opportunity to counterattack, but every time he was cracked by the opponent just right, even if he could occasionally consume a little blood of the opponent, but then he would be knocked out of more blood!

Gradually, He An became more and more anxious.

Can't beat ...... It's true...... I can't beat it!

He An's strength is still good, even up to the level of a first-line player, but he is facing a top god-level master who can compete with the recognized first person of the new generation of glory!

Wuji's fans have begun to panic, they care about the outcome of this game, they will not be weaker than Wuji's players, originally saw He An suppressing Qiu Musu at the beginning, they thought they saw hope, and even cheered one by one!

But in just an instant, the form was directly reversed, and Qiu Musu's fierce offensive hit He An almost without the power to fight back!

There is nothing more cruel in the world than this, which gives people hope, and then they lead people into despair......

But, this is the game!

Mu Qiu didn't have the slightest mercy for this, and continued to manipulate Qiu Musu to suppress his opponent.

On the battlefield, take out your own strength and do your best to knock down your opponent, this is the ...... The demeanor of a pro.

If he shows mercy because of pity, then he doesn't deserve to be a professional player.

What's more, even if he stays, it's useless, the gap in strength between the two sides is too big, even if he stays in this battle, He An will lose, and the only point of his subordinates delaying it for a while is that it will make the opponent feel insulted.

Besides, Mu Qiu is only the second fight, and in the back, there is still a Jun Mo laughing.

He An anxiously operated people to look for opportunities to fight back, but everyone could see that he was already in chaos.

The occasional attack is still a bit routine, but there is no more rules, and it is simply taking one step at a time.

But Qiu Musu's attack was still fierce, swift, as brilliant as fireworks, but mercilessly cruel......

It was only a matter of time before He An was defeated.

Everybody can see it.

He An can also see it.

However, he had no choice, this opponent ......

He was deeply wrapped in a sense of powerlessness, and more of his thoughts began to reminisce, recalling how he started to play glory, how he practiced his skills hard but never met his talents, how he was found by Wuji, who was out, wanted to show his ambitions, and now he ......

Watching the blood line go down, He An gritted his teeth, but he was so weak.

All...... Are you coming to the end?

He was already red-blooded, but Qiu Musu's offensive was still fierce.

We're coming to the end......

People are like a small boat in a huge wave, without the slightest stability, and they are full of holes when they are knocked by the waves, and they are about to fall apart.

Finished......

He An's face was already pale, although his hands were still operating, but his blank brain had already come to take him, and he didn't know what his operation was doing.

Glory!

With the two big characters flashing on the screen, people also fell, He An's hands also left the keyboard and mouse, and the head under him was buried deeply, and his hands soon felt wet.

He cried.

It's not that I don't want to work hard, but ...... I really can't win!

There are naturally many people who are in the same mood as him, not only the players, but also the fans who are still in the audience.

Maybe fans don't know what will happen to the Wuji Sentai next, but judging from the business trends of the professional teams they know, the Wuji Sentai may be difficult to maintain.

It's over, the game is over, the battle is over, their careers are over, everything is ......

It's over......

There was silence in the training room of the Infinity Sentai team.

He An still buried his head in his hands, and he felt that he had no shame to face his teammates.

But who would blame him at this time?

Such a result is not the result of a single person's mistakes.

Infinity Sentai Team, is this the end of it?

Everyone was silent, and from time to time they would peek at the boss of the Infinity Clan, the one who could decide the fate of the Infinity Clan.

The boss of the Wuji team is naturally very disappointed and sad, but he also knows that every member of the team is equally sad at this time, especially like Wuchen, who has been inseparable from Wuji since the professional circle, and his feelings for the Wuji team are probably deeper than his boss.

The boss knew that when the Wuji team was demoted, Wu Chen was also invited by other teams, but in the end he stayed, but the result was such a pity.

He didn't return to the professional world with Team Wuji, but instead wanted to see the end of Team Wuji for himself.

The boss sighed and wanted to say something to comfort everyone, but at this point, any comfort seemed useless, and what kind of outcome needed to be faced with dignity.

In Wuji's training room, the atmosphere was so oppressive that it was a little breathless.

"Everyone has worked hard...... After a while, the boss finally spoke, "Today, let's rest early......"

After saying that, the boss took the first step to say goodbye and left.

Rest early, that's the way it goes, but tonight, will anyone from the Infinity Warriors be able to sleep?

Including the boss himself, he also sighed when he went out of the door.

Not only tonight, probably for a long time, Wuji everyone can't sleep well, right?

Victory and defeat are always accompanied by laughter and tears, compared to Wuji, Xingxin's side is naturally jubilant.

"Win!" The moment people went and fell, Chen Guo immediately jumped up excitedly.

Although they had already known about this victory, she had been looking forward to it since Mu Qiu came on the court.

That's it for the second round, and even if Wuji can win the team match, he can't recover, which is the so-called killing match.

"It's just the second round." Ye Xiu said, but he also had a smile on his face.

Mu Qiu also hooked the corners of his mouth, but he sighed.

Although the format is like this, after all, he destroyed a team with his own hands, and after all, it is the first time he has really experienced this in a professional level competition, and his mood is inevitably a little heavy.

He understands the truth, maybe he still has a little crocodile tears like this when he wins, but his character has always been like this.

Professional competitions are always beautiful and brutal.

The beautiful is flocking, but it is cruel to the point of despair.

(End of chapter)