Basically, they are all T2 (Note: Knight T2 should not be an output device, but this book can be set with three different attributes, and other places where there is conflict with Warcraft are also subject to the settings of this book). The weapon is the Brotherhood Sword. Mu Qiu has reached the peak of the current version with his equipment alone.

So what will such a powerful Paladin perform on the stage?

Many people are paying attention to this relatively low-end game. In addition to the many Paladin players, many heavyweights in the professional circle. What they are concerned about is not the winner of this game, but whether Mu Qiu's jump from healing to output can succeed.

If Mu Qiu really succeeds, then everyone must adjust all targeted strategies of the Sword of Judgment.

The current lineup of the Sword of Judgment is getting stronger and stronger. It was originally just an output lineup composed of Lu Li and Moonlight, which was easier for others to deal with. Later, Fat Monkey and Cat love to eat meat. Their level may not be mature enough, but their performance is remarkable.

Mu Qiu is similar to Luoying’s memories in everyone’s eyes, and is a relatively marginalized existence.

Now, this marginal character wants to break his position in the minds of others. It is really a huge leap from treatment to output.

The first opponent is a mage, and the mage beats the Paladin, at least in the current version, this is the case.

The mage who was on the court was a little nervous. He didn't think he was not Mu Qiu's opponent. He excitedly began to imagine the glory he would win after defeating a star player, even if the player was trying hard to play the output.

The battle was about to break out, and Mu Qiu first rushed into the opponent's face, the sword shone white light and smashed his head.

The mage was startled and quickly flashed the ice ring to widen the distance.

Unfortunately, his reaction was a little late. This sword directly killed him with one quarter of his blood without having time to put a shield. The audience was filled with exclamations, and there were some cheers mixed in between. It was the cheers of the paladins. They saw confidence from Mu Qiu's sword.

The Paladin is weak, and there are fewer professions that are weaker than it.

The wild PK is much worse than the warriors and thieves, and it is even less than the mage who almost defeats them. There is a little room for survival in the dungeon, and what is valued is their halo, holy healing, and protection.

The scene you see now is enough to show that as long as you have good equipment, the Paladin can cut off half of the mage's life with one knife.

Of course, those who are truly sensible are not so optimistic. There is a gap in equipment itself and the mage does not open a shield. This is how the melee profession is cut with a top-quality weapon. Even if you don’t have the Brotherhood Sword in your hand, it will be almost like this.

The wizard from the Three Palaces and Sixth Courtyards was a little panicked.

He no longer had the calmness he despised the Paladin profession before. He was in a hurry to add state to himself, put on a shield, and then began to attack the other party.

During this process, Mu Qiu waited patiently until the attack hit him before he started to fight back.

The mage's damage to him was pitifully small. After all, he was a plate armor profession, with high blood resistance, and the equipment gap between the two sides was very big. At least this mage did not have any T2 equipment, or he didn't even have a few legendary equipment. After judging the damage he had suffered, Mu Qiu once again narrowed the distance between the two sides.

The mage and most melee PKs must be widened.

But the mage obviously did not have such a sexy move yet. Mu Qiu was basically fighting with him, and the battle ended soon.

The second one is the warrior. The captain of the Three Palaces and Sixth Academy probably also feels that the ranged profession is not advantageous, so he might as well send a melee battle to fight Mu Qiu head-on.

"Mu Qiu has played one game, and now there are 65% of the blood left. So Lu Li, can you guess he can still solve the next opponent?" The dark tone Rufeng explained in a very passionate tone. This person can control any style freely. Anyway, Lu Li can't do such a middle-aged explanation.

"Guess me or not," Lu Li also felt a little humorous.

"Hey, it's not fun," he looked at Lu Li with a deep tone like the wind.

"You have a lot of fun, but this kind of unsuspecting thing makes me guess that you are insulting my IQ," Lu Li disdained to answer such questions.

"Don't do this. Even if you have confidence in Mu Qiu, you can't just guess it without even guessing," said the dark tone Rufeng.

"Let's do it, let's guess. I guess Mu Qiu can finish the ring match. What do you think?" Lu Li gave the other party a provocative look.

"You mean to hit the third one, and you can still win?" The dark tone Rufeng didn't want to take the call, but what Lu Li said seemed a bit too far. Even if Mu Qiu was more powerful, the Three Palaces and Sixth Courts were still a bit powerful. Will he still lose if he sent out three people in a targeted manner?

"If you lose, I will answer the question. If you win, I will get the right to not answer the question once. What do you think?" Lu Li said calmly.

"I bet too, just like Lu Li bet. If you win, I will answer the question. If you lose, I will have the right to not answer once," the water elf followed and added.

"Have you ever fought with Mu Qiu and knew that he was very powerful," said suspiciously by the dark tone.

"No," said the water elf.

"Then why do you trust him so much?" Dark tone Rufeng couldn't figure it out.

"I don't trust him, what I trust is Lu Li," said the water elf for granted.

"Puff," the dark tone Rufeng covered her face depressedly: "This wave of dog food is really caught off guard. Well, I agree. Anyway, I don't believe that Mu Qiu can kill two of you. Look at the stage now. Mu Qiu has not much blood anymore, and this warrior may not be able to solve it."

"Why do everyone ignore that he was a treatment?" Lu Li silently lit a candle for the dark tone, Rufeng.

"You mean?" The dark tone like the wind suddenly woke up.

At this time, something had happened on the field. Seeing that Mu Qiu's blood had been knocked out, the Berserker was secretly happy, thinking that this professional matcher would end in his hands.

Unexpectedly, Mu Qiu suddenly raised his hand and sipped himself with a sip.

puff!

The sound of vomiting blood was heard. Everyone realized that Mu Qiu was originally a professional player who was more healing. Even though he changed his equipment and learned new skills, he still reset his skill points through tasks. However, all this could not change the fact that he was a slut.

He basically knows all the skills that Milk Rider can do, and his techniques are particularly skillful.

This raised his hand and added not much. After all, he was full of output equipment, but this action was enough to destroy the already nervous heart of the Berserker.

The dark tone Rufeng knew that he had lost. He realized that he was too proud and felt that he could play with Lu Li water elf in his palm, but he did not expect that Mu Qiu was originally a common sense thing like a slut rider.
Chapter completed!