Liu Xiaobie sighed while parrying the continuous attack from Han Yanrou, but gradually, he found that the situation seemed to be a little wrong.

Normal attack, no cooldown, can be used at any time to change moves.

Low-level skills, short cooldown, one move has been used, walk a few back and forth, and you can use it again soon.

Han Yanrou's offensive was supported by these, and it was as dense and swift as before.

So Liu Xiaobie suddenly found that when he found the problem of excessive hand speed and was about to control the rhythm well, Tang Rou continued to stubbornly make this mistake.

She's still continuing her previous hand speed, or rather, she's still burning, and she's still trying to figure out how to play faster.

This...... Liu Xiaobei didn't know how to evaluate it, he only knew that at this time, his seemed to be a little too late.

What the hell was this woman thinking?

Liu Xiaobei was surprised, but he seemed to feel that he had found something.

Among them, there is a bit of his shadow in the past, but when he blindly released his hand speed to speed up the pace, he did not meet expectations, he made adjustments and changes, so he made great progress.

And Tang Rou, as if he hadn't found out what the problem was, continued to rampage forward frantically on this road.

In the previous eighth season of the All-Star Game, in the face of Du Ming, who saw through all his routines, Tang Rou used this style of play to attack, but at that time, there was no discipline at all, and he was beaten with his head covered.

But now, it is still stable on this basis, fast, accurate, and ruthless!

In this way, it has become the style of play he used in the past.

What will happen if it goes on like this?

Liu Xiaobie found that he hadn't even thought about this problem, and he quickly adjusted after he didn't have a satisfactory harvest in this style of play.

And what about Tang Rou? She doesn't know? Or is she insisting?

Liu Xiao didn't know, he only knew that he was a little overwhelmed at the moment.

He had a feeling in his heart that the two of them were speeding side by side, but when he was halfway through the race, he suddenly found a way that he felt was more likely to win, so he stopped running and ran to study, and the guy who insisted on speeding suddenly passed past him......

This transcendence, just this game? Still is......

Entire career?

In the end, it was the one who continued to persevere in the gallop, or did he run to learn a better way?

With a hint of confusion, Liu Xiaobie's flying sword fell.

Not under the attack of Han Yanrou's wave of normal attacks and low-level skills, but under the overwhelming rhythm established by this wave.

Lost!

The moment the flying sword fell, Liu Xiaobie leaned on his seat in some confusion.

After the rhythm is out of control, the adjustment has become an empty space, and the correct way that I have easily figured out has been defeated in the most correct link?

Isn't this the best choice?

At this moment, Liu Xiaobie suddenly had a trace of doubt about himself, just like he questioned himself when he had exploded again and again but still couldn't win.

With this confusion, he walked out of the game seat, walked off the field, and returned to the player seat of Weicao.

"Good fight." His teammates cheered him on.

Liu Xiaobei smiled reluctantly, after everyone patted him, they didn't care too much, losing the game would inevitably be lost and melancholy, and it was worth worrying about whether the brain was stimulated or not, unless it was originally bad.

Liu Xiaobie, who was sitting in the seat, looked down at his hands, his hands were very hot, and the fatigue caused by the high-speed operation during the competition just now was still sweeping one after another.

Suddenly, a can of cold drink fell on his palm, Liu Xiaobei looked up, and what he saw was Xu Bin's face.

"Still savoring?" Xu Bin said with a smile.

Liu Xiaobei shook his head, there is actually nothing to reminisce about this game, it is just such a node, two players with uncontrollable hand speed, making different choices, one continues to go crazy regardless of it, and the other realizes that something is wrong and quickly adjusts.

No matter how you listen, the latter's move is the most correct, but on the contrary, the winner is the one who continues to go crazy.

"It's okay to lose the game, but don't lose your beliefs together!" Xu Bin said.

Liu Xiaobei was surprised.

Belief!

What is your own belief?

Liu Xiaobei looked at the person in front of him, he had only been in Weicao for a season, and his qualifications were not as good as his own, but he integrated very well in Weicao, and his fighting style was also a faction of his own in the circle.

That kind of way of killing time and operating, the audience will feel very impatient when they come to Nantong, so that although the strength is strong, the popularity is not very good.

The micro-grass stage allowed him to shine even more, but he didn't leave his usual style behind.

This is his choice, and no matter where he is, he is unswervingly carrying it out.

"Sometimes the choice is not right or wrong, it depends on whether you have the perseverance to carry it out." Xu Bin said, but his eyes fell on the other person.

Wang Jiexi, captain of Weicao, has always been the soul of Weicao, and every Weicao player respects and admires the existence.

When Liu Xiaobie couldn't win good results in the initial way, he made a change and changed very resolutely, because in his heart, there was such a very successful role model, which made him full of confidence to make a change.

Wang Jiexi, known as a magician, led Weicao to their peak after leaving behind this nickname and changing the way of fighting!

Wang Jiexi's deeds are the source of Liu Xiaobie's confidence, making him firmly believe that change can make him make a breakthrough, but his hardships have been shaken after this showdown.

This shows that he is still not firm enough, and it also shows that he is far from mature.

There's still a long way to go!

Liu Xiaobei opened the drink and took a long sip.

At this time, the second player of Weicao had already gotten up and walked to the stage.

Liu Fei, sharpshooter Ye Xia Hong.

"The second opponent." Tang Rou muttered.

Although she was charged by Mu Qiu that day, the topics surrounding her and one-on-three were ignored by many people, especially the reason why Mu Qiu made trouble later.

Now in everyone's eyes, she is just a rookie player who challenges one-on-three, but I don't know how long it will take to achieve this goal.

Although Tang Rou did not make any remarks after that, even in Xingxin, she did not take the initiative to mention this topic again.

But she hadn't forgotten in her heart that if she had to set a deadline for that goal, it would be that day......

The sooner the better!

The second opponent, Han Yanrou's life is still 57%, and he can win an opponent in the ring with less than half of his life, which is quite a gratifying result, but for Tang Rou, this is far from enough.

One-on-three, that's her goal.

But now just beating Liu Xiaobie has consumed 43% of Han Yanrou's life, and what is left for Tang Rou, in addition to this 57% of life, is tiredness.

The high-paced competition is mutual, and the load of the hands is beyond imagination. What's more, Tang Rou has always been the one who trains hardest in Xingxin, and no matter how young her body is, she will eventually have a burden.

And now there are still two opponents to face, one of which is Wang Jiexi.

(End of chapter)