One of them stood upside down at the bottom of the pool, shrinking like a spring, and the other spun around in the water, stepped on his feet, and was immediately pushed upwards by the upside-down man like a cannonball, rushing out of the water and shooting at the cyborg flying in the air in the face of the bullets like a rainstorm.

The pool swelled with countless bubbles for a while, followed by countless fine columns of water like ten thousand fountains, followed by a "water ghost" in black armor and two back-to-back power cyborgs.

The two cyborgs flying in the air were forced to separate, one was held by the black water ghost and forcibly dragged into the water using gravity skills, and the other teleported to the side of the stands, only to be immediately shot by a speargun with chains, the black speargun was castrated, grazing the waist of the silver cyborg, scraping a string of jumping fireworks and a tooth-like tooth mark, and then nailed to the hard marble stands.

It all happened in the blink of an eye, but the countless fires, flying bullets, mushroom-like clouds, splashes of foam, and the sound of gold and iron made up a picture of violence, and the scene was spectacular.

Prince Marius said with disdain: "Bells and whistles, this is a joke, isn't it?"

"3V3 is like that, it doesn't count in the ranking anyway, so how can you attract viewers, you can play it..... Some competitions are specially rehearsed for effect, and many of them are actors, so ..... No one who is really strong will play 3v3..... It doesn't make much sense. Prince Akeem said with a smile.

Napoleon VII shook his head and said: "It can't be said that it is completely meaningless, in fact, the gold content of the Colosseum 3V3 is quite high at the beginning, mainly to enhance the cooperation between the chosen ones, and to deal with people who are higher than their own level." Many official Chosen Ones institutions, including Ou Yu, will arrange three-person practice cooperation, and I remember that Taijilong's 3V3 is quite powerful....."

mentioned Taiji Dragon Napoleon VII and turned his head to look at Cheng Mo and Xie Minyun, but Cheng Mo and Xie Minyun didn't mean to talk, the two of them were like somewhat restrained strangers, sitting quietly on the far left of the sofa, watching the battle taking place outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

Napoleon VII is actually quite interested in what level Cheng Mo and Xie Minyun are at, Xie Minyun knows something, she broke Athena's record for the fastest promotion to the Chosen One, Napoleon VII also heard about it, but this does not mean that Xie Minyun has potential, and he can use resources to advance, but in battle, resources alone are not enough, and he wants to become the top Chosen One.

Must be talented.

The biggest lie in this world is that you can achieve your goals if you work hard, but this is not the case.

In the vast majority of fields, talent is the insurmountable gap between the top of the industry and the average successful person.

Napoleon VII was glad that he was still talented, otherwise his grandfather would not have skipped his father and directly handed over the position of head of the family and the glorious name of "Napoleon VII" to him........

The bright candle flame illuminated the golden coat of arms on the wall, and the golden light gilded Xie Minyun's navy blue hair with a brilliant light, her long hair hanging behind her small, fair ears, and the side of her face outlined the perfect lines like an oil painting. In the memory of Napoleon VII, only Athena has the same degree of beauty as Xie Minyun, and he regrets it in his heart: "It's a pity that Xie Minyun's appearance is not inferior to Athena, but the gap in strength will definitely not be able to make up." ”

Napoleon VII was about to continue to find out the bottom of Cheng Mo and Xie Minyun, but the chattering Prince Marius said: "I also know this, but the official configuration is generally a long-range sniper, a tank melee plus a mobile suit, where is it so casual." ”

"In your opinion, the level is not very good, but for many Chosen ones who don't even teleport, it's still very ornamental, and if you look closely, you will find that these people are not fighting in a disorderly manner, especially these two water ghosts, who are indeed very good at water fighting, and this is not only because they wear the 'Black Shark IV. suit' that is dedicated to the water. Prince Akeem spread his hands and said with a smile: "Anyway, it looks quite lively." ”

Napoleon VII didn't care about the game where he bet five million, he turned his head again to look at Cheng Mo and Xie Minyun, who had been sitting silently, and asked quietly: "You two should have played a 1v1 game, right?"

Cheng Mocai would not be moved by Napoleon VII's superficial concern, he knew that this question Xie Minyun was not easy to answer, and Xie Minyun would not lie, so he immediately took the initiative to say: "Of course." ”

"How's the record?" continued Napoleon VII.

"It's okay!" Cheng Mo gave an ambiguous answer, shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's just...... You can't compare ..... masters."

"Rome wasn't built in a day, and I'm sure you'll be in a good ranking soon. If there's something you don't understand, you can ask me, don't dare to say anything else, I'm still qualified to teach you something in 1V1. Napoleon VII's tone was indifferent, but there was a great confidence in it.

Christophe..... You're a little sad for me, I've invited you many times, hoping to play a practice match with you, and you've got all the excuses to shirk it, and now you're even offering to teach others......" Prince Marius pressed his heart and looked very sad, "My heart! all shattered into glass shards.....

Napoleon VII smiled and did not speak.

Prince Akim took the initiative to explain: "It's not that Christophe doesn't fight you, but at your current level, fighting with you will not only not teach you too much, but also dampen your enthusiasm, don't think that you are very powerful when you enter the top 500, in fact, you are still far behind, I can tell you that the top 100 of the heavenly list, any person can abuse the Chosen One after five to ten hundred, and dozens of Chosen One after 500...... Except, of course, for those who control points. After a pause, Prince Aquim looked at Napoleon VII and sighed, "And the one who can be in the top twelve..... It's all monsters......."

"Then you can't even play in practice matches, right?" said Prince Marius, unconvinced.

"The teaching match is pretty much the same, the practice match..... You're up to me..... You can't hold it for a minute, and if it's Christophe, you'll be seconds. Prince Akim hit Prince Marius mercilessly.

"You'll have to try this to know!" said Prince Marius.

"After watching the death match between Amideo and Joseph, you still have the courage to make this suggestion. Prince Akeem replied noncommittally, he stared at the battle outside the glass curtain wall and said, "The 3v3 here is coming to an end, and it looks like tomorrow's dinner..... We've got it. ”

As soon as Prince Akeem's words fell, the cyborg wearing the "Black Shark IV. suit" shot through the knee of the silver-armored heavy warrior with a speargun covered with white light in the water, and then the black shark water ghost on the other side pulled the long black fish arrow directly, and quickly tied the heavy soldier with a thin chain, and instantly wrapped him into a mummy, and the two black shark water ghosts swam towards both ends, pulling the chains tighter and tighter, until the silver mechanical shell completely collapsed and strangled into the flesh.

Red liquid and black liquid stained the huge pool red.

The picture is cruel and bloody.

Even if it was a carrier, Cheng Mo still felt a little shocked in his heart, which was a little different from the PK he imagined, not at all like those videos on the Chosen One forum. In the Colosseum, especially 3V3, it is a vehicle to destroy each other in the most primitive and cruel way.

Not those glorious skills, nor the blood-boiling continuous strikes, but the simple primitive and crude cold weapon sanctions.

Xie Minyun frowned at this, and she hadn't spoken much, so she took the initiative to speak for the first time: "Is this kind of battle fun?"

"A lot of it is for the effect of the show, what people like to watch, they perform, anyway, it's the carrier, it doesn't matter how you die, it's like dying in the game, do you care if you're swallowed by the dragon in the game, or beaten into a sieve by other players?..... In fact, whether it is the chosen one or an ordinary person, the hobbies are similar. Prince Akeem smiled as he picked up the red wine on the coffee table.

"Whatever the reason, it's despicable, and I think the battle between the Chosen should be clean, if not noble. Xie Minyun said righteously.

"There's no need to argue about this kind of thing. Napoleon VII pressed the control button on the coffee table, and after the light curtain popped up, he switched the channel back to the channel of the amideo and Joseph deathmatch just now, "We often say that existence is reasonable, and we will also say that things that do not exist are correct, disgusting, there are things that cannot be changed, and it is better to be out of sight...... So let's look forward to the deathmatch between Amideo and Joseph. ”

Cheng Mo saw that the scenery outside the glass curtain wall changed abruptly, the pool of several people high was turned into a colosseum covered with yellow sand again, the bright and somewhat abnormal moonlight shone on this magnificent building, and the oval stadium was full of people who came to watch the game, compared to the somewhat deserted 3V3 channel just now, at this time Cheng Mo could see countless heads moving in the stands.

The game still hasn't started yet, Cheng Mo is a little regretful that he can't see the final outcome of 3V3, he feels that there is still a cyborg and a super human left on the side of the heavy warrior, and it is not impossible to turn the tables.

Cheng Mo has been listening to Napoleon VII and them, but most of his attention has been on the 3V3 in the Colosseum, for Cheng Mo, who has only brushed copies and has not played 1V1, the game can be watched with relish if the level is not very good, Cheng Mo does not have the ability to read the game accurately, but he is good at observation, and can judge the general situation from some details that ordinary people will not pay attention to.

Therefore, he could see from the planning of the water ghost's swimming route and the rhythm of dodging bullets that the water ghost had a better chance of winning, but he could not be as sure as Napoleon VII.

"By the way, have you bet?" asked Prince Marius, seeing that Napoleon VII had switched to the channel where Amidio and Joseph were showing.

Prince Akeem said in a serious tone: "It's better not to bet on this kind of game, betting is to put pressure on Amidio, not support." ”

Prince Marius pursed his lips and asked, "Then who do you think more of?"

"The two of them are about the same strength, and it is normal for anyone to win, but if Amidio loses again, it is estimated that it will be difficult to win against Joseph in the future. Napoleon VII said.

"Why?" asked Marius, puzzled.

"No matter what kind of fighting, as long as it is a fight between people and people, the lowest level is the game of panel strength, simply put, it is a competition of whose level is higher and whose skills are stronger; the game of second-level skills, the understanding and application of skills, the avoidance of the opponent's skills, how to recover the disadvantages when facing disadvantages, etc.; you are now at this stage. Napoleon VII smiled and said, "The last level is the game of the heart.....

"Isn't the game in the heart just anticipating the opponent's move?" said Marius disapprovingly.

"If it's as simple as you think, you wouldn't be just over three hundred. Napoleon VII chuckled and said.

"What's that?" asked Marius.

Napoleon VII said lightly: "Wait a minute, you will be able to see how the real masters fight." ”

Hearing the words of Napoleon VII, Cheng Mo also had strong expectations, although Cheng Mo had not fought a PK, he also had some understanding of the battle between the Chosen One, his views were roughly the same as Marius, and the battle mainly relied on anticipating the opponent's attack. If you want to predict, you have to count skills.,Speaking of which, there are only six skills that the Chosen One can use.,No matter how many skills the Chosen One system can provide,,It can be divided into ranged attacks、Melee attacks、Control attacks、Range attacks、Amplification, etc.。

Cheng Mo felt that as long as he was familiar with various skills, mastered the CD time of the opponent's skills in the battle, and predicted the opponent's next move, he could win. Therefore, the most he usually does is to memorize detailed data of various skills. Cheng Mo knew that this was not enough at all, and that a lot of actual combat experience was needed, however, Napoleon VII said that the battle between masters was not what he had speculated.

This surprised Cheng Mo, and he couldn't imagine what Napoleon VII called the "psychological game".

Christophe..... You're just too fond of hanging people's appetites!" Prince Marius said bitterly, and then he looked at the Colosseum outside the glass curtain wall, and said impatiently, "Why hasn't the game started yet.....?"

"Waiting for a god to arrive...... In such a level of death match, there will usually be a god who will be present as a witness. Prince Akeem said, "Here we are..... It seems to be the god Philip ......"

At this moment, the Colosseum resounded with deafening war drums and cheers, Cheng Mo looked back at the Colosseum, everyone in the stands stood up, and the huge volume of their applause and shouts merged into a torrent, but this trembling sound could not cover the majestic and mighty drumbeat, which was like a continuous thunderstorm, and the bombed earth seemed to shake.

"Stand up!"

The long and majestic sound of the command resounded throughout the Colosseum, and Napoleon VII in the box stood up, so Cheng Mo and Xie Minyun also stood up.

Standing between the second and third floors of the oval Colosseum, the huge golden man holding the golden giant sword actually moved, and they raised the golden giant sword in their hands, so that the giant sword formed a golden road that was above the air of the Colosseum, maybe it should be a bridge. The striped flags over the Colosseum to block the sun were all slowly put away, and the moon was like an incomparable searchlight, completely illuminating the entire Colosseum, and all the shadows that were still wanton disappeared.

At this moment, a man in golden armor and a scarlet cloak was riding a white horse from a bridge made of giant swords, with a separate chair on the other side. From a distance, Cheng Mo could clearly see the exquisite iris pattern on his golden armor, the hollow gold armband inlaid with gems, the white silk tunic worn inside the armor, and the gold-buckled hilt of the sword wrapped with red silk.

This is the first time Cheng Mo has seen the legendary "God General", and inexplicably his mood has become excited with the fierce and high-spirited drumbeat, in Cheng Mo's senses. This god general did not make people feel unbeatable oppression, he was not tall, his figure was not particularly strong, and he was also very kind and did not look threatening.

However, Cheng Mo has never seen such a calm person, his calmness is not that everything is indifferent, but that everything is under control......

He walked straight to the chair, waved his hand, and the roaring Colosseum and the drumbeat that soared into the sky all came to an abrupt end, and the surroundings were so quiet that only breath remained, and there was a solemn appearance.

"The Chosen One..... and gladiators..... Today, you will appreciate the art of the battle brought about by Amideo and Joseph....."