Chapter 85: First Win

"Yi Jian Han Rong? Another name I haven't heard of. I guess he is a rookie. The champion Hou should be able to win easily."

Tianshui smiled contemptuously. In addition to Mo Feng in the first game, he also showed some strength. The Qingcheng players behind him performed extremely poorly, and they may not be considered second-rate players in his Tianshui division.

"Miss, why, have you heard of this person's name?"

"One sword withering and flourishing, one sword withering and flourishing... Yes, it's him! One sword withering and flourishing determines life and death, and the nine swords cry to suppress the people!"

"Missary, what determines life and death, what controls the people? Are you crazy?"

Tianshui turned to his capable general in confusion. At this moment, what he looked like when he was tracing memories, feeling the past, and speaking in a messy manner.

"Boss Tianshui, do you remember the game I was playing before you pulled me to the other side of the strait internal test?"

"Are you talking about Shushan Swordsman? Just that picture and the sound effect, I told you not to play anymore. Later, I couldn't continue and was acquired by Sheng Feng."

Tianshui was full of anger when talking about this. When Sansheng joined the Han, he was not playing in the Azeroth continent at that time, but he said he wanted to feel the taste of the fairy tale game. He just plunged into the Shushan Swordsman, which was temporarily disconnected from the team. Until Shushan Swordsman was already on a clear decline and the number of online players dropped sharply, he was pulled back.

"If the Qingcheng player on the ring is the one in Shushan Swordsman, the monkey would probably be a little bad. The id of Yishang Kurong and the other person in that sentence are called the two great swords in Shushan Swordsman. They are both top-level powerful people in flying sword operations and have outstanding practical results as support."

"How do those two people's flying swords compare to you?"

Even if Tianshui side looks down on small investment games like Shushan Sword Heroes, it has to admit that the three-life casting of the flying sword operation is still among the top three in his own movie, which is due to the accumulation of previous games.

"It's far less than that, at most it's only half of their level."

Tianshui Yifang fell silent, and Sansheng was cautious in joining the Han Dynasty. He said that only half of the level would be true, and he would never exaggerate it deliberately.

"This world is still a world of flying swords and magic weapons! I will see today how capable the so-called magic sword has, and that it can reverse this rule!"

Before he came on the court, Ye Rong sorted out his own equipment and quietly inserted the Izumo Sword into the box of the Bieiwei Wuwei Sword. Since he has set a goal of winning, he must be fully prepared. If the opponent's strength is too strong, both swords can be used together whenever necessary.

A few magic weapons are of some use, and the others are already wasteful at the current level.

Ye Rong stepped onto the ring and realized that his opponent was a handsome boy, wearing a blue robe and holding a green flute in his hand.

"You'd better give up quickly. You Qingcheng will not be able to win a game."

"It's useless to talk, you can see real kung fu in your hands!"

A faint look of anger flashed across the face of the champion Hou. When he knocked on the green flute in his hand, the sound of a quiet and desolate flute came, and the poem still echoed the poem.

"The tower of the hundred-foot west of Fenghuo City, sit alone in the sea breeze and autumn at dusk."

"I'm too immersed in role-playing. Do you really treat yourself as a literati and a slut?"

Ye Rong's sword light was rolled up, but he failed to catch anything. A huge damage number -200 appeared on his head.

Musical attack!

It is called the most difficult to prevent and does not enter the five elements of the rhythm attack. The best way to deal with it is naturally to break the rhythm with the rhythm. However, Ye Rong does not have any magic weapon for the rhythm, so it is difficult to do this. He can only settle for the second best and choose to directly kill the champion Hou.

If he was tortured by the sound of flutes that ignored his defense, no matter how much blood and blood were, he would have to be exhausted.

With the addition of the sword box, the speed of the Taixuan Ice Soul Sword is faster than that of the fifth-level flying sword, running like a dragon and as fast as thunder.

Such a high-speed flying sword is actually the most suitable operational habit for Ye Rong. The flying sword in his hand turned into a cold light and passed by a sword quickly. The forced champion Hou was in a hurry. The defensive magic weapon in the shape of a five-story pagoda flickered and flashed very quickly, and the defense value was a sharp drop.

His flying sword does not pursue exquisite and unpredictable angles, but only pursues as efficient as possible, takes the most direct and concise route per unit time to do the most attacks, and ensures that the attack landing points are accurate.

With this point alone, Ye Rong came and went like the wind, beating the champion Hou like a sandbag. He could only use all his strength to activate the magic weapon of the pagoda to protect his whole body and resist the fierce attack like a storm.

If it were another opponent, who had the magic weapon to defend against the pagoda and the music of Bixiao, it should be that the situation was reversed and the opponent was in pain by him. Now, it was finally time for the champion Hou to taste the depressed feeling of being able to be beaten but not getting any effort to fight back.

Oh no, if this continues, I will die as soon as the Qingjing Yutan Pagoda is broken!

Champion Hou thought it was not good. With the intelligence strength of the Tianshui Ministry, he got all the information of all the players with good strength in Qingcheng before this operation, and everyone read it. The description of Yishang Kurong was only a few words, and he did not take special care of it. He never expected that this person would have such a powerful sword technique.

"Please return the army to cover up the dust, don't teach the soldiers to cry Longhuang!"

After several swords, the pagoda light shield was already shaking and ashamed, it finally triggered another killer move hidden on the bird flute.

The sound of the flute rose to Ye Rong, and it hurt in his ears. A golden sword and iron horse, and a tragic and inexplicable aura rose, causing the sword light in his hand to scatter.

System prompts: You are affected by the Xiaoqu border song and are in a state of sadness. The attack you emit has a 40 probability of making mistakes, and you will lose 25 points of blood per second.

"I'll cross you, what a broken thing, it makes me dizzy. How can I attack this!"

If it were an ordinary player in this state, the original attack hit rate was about 70%. If the sound of the flute was affected, it would be only 20% or 30%. In other words, Ye Rong tried his best to maintain it and could still maintain a hit rate of about 60%, which already made the champion Hou breathe a sigh of relief.

I freed up my hand and just took out a small hammer surrounded by an electric snake. I saw five sword shadows attacking in front of me at the same time. Up, down, left and right, these five sword shadows blocked all the angles of the champion Hou's dodging, and completely cut off his retreat. But each sword shadow was so real that it was completely unrecognizable.

The champion Hou could only desperately inject his true energy and activate the magic weapon of the pagoda, wanting to support this move.

"As long as I get this move, I will use the Thunder Hammer to blast out the Wu Earth Divine Thunder..."

The thoughts in his mind continued, and his body was cut open by the five sword shadows that broke through the pagoda light cover, taking away his life.
Chapter completed!