I can see the finals

Chapter 155

This is a real master!

He's not that kind of paper tiger with an empty reputation!

Fang Luoqing looked at him, and for the first time in history, there was a scorching fighting spirit in his eyes.

She made a one-on-one gesture to Mandala, and the scimitar returned, but she stopped using it immediately, but cut back to her backpack, and took out...the black ink knife all over her body.

Mandala was stunned for a moment, then sneered, raised the ink knife of the same color and pointed it at Fang Luoqing, which was a response to the duel.

It seems that I have been underestimated.

Fang Luoqing didn't even use any long-range weapons, but fought him in close combat, which never occurred to him.

A newcomer to PGL dared to challenge him one-on-one. While he was dissatisfied, he also secretly decided that he must make her regret her arrogance in a while!

Outside the game, the scene of the two confronting each other was also seen by everyone.

On the commentary stand, Babao Porridge couldn't help worrying about Fang Luoqing: "Why do you want to single out? Aren't Qiqi's players nearby? I don't know if this is DW's idea or DG player's own idea, but no matter whose it is , this is not a wise choice.”

He didn't comment on the match in Group AB, and he only quickly watched the main angle of the recording, so he didn't know Fang Luoqing's specific strength very well.

Mandala has been famous for a long time. He is ranked first-class player in PGK, not to mention in PGL, he has the title of the first swordsman. He is only slightly inferior to this profession, even passing by.

Fang Luoqing planned to fight him one-on-one, but she was compared to Mandala's best professional sword bearer. How could this not make Babao porridge feel worried?
After finishing speaking, he immediately asked Yi Yan: "You should be familiar with her better than me. How is this player's melee strength?"

Yi Yan: "It's hard to say."

Babao porridge was slightly taken aback: "What do you mean?"

Yi Yan's face was a little heavy: "Because she has never used a knife-type melee profession before."

Eight Treasure Congee was even more surprised: "So, this is the first time she has used someone with a knife?"

Yi Yan: "The first time."

Eight Treasure Congee didn't know whether to say that Fang Luoqing was careless, or a little overwhelmed, he could only sigh: "Then she might lose."

Yi Yan: "You don't necessarily lose."

Eight-treasure porridge: "Why?"

Yi Yan: "Because DW knows DG better than us."

As he said that, he suddenly smiled: "With DW's personality, it is impossible for him to let his teammates go out for free when he clearly has the advantage in numbers."

Eight Treasure Congee: "So, do you think DG can win?"

Yi Yan: "I don't dare to say that I will definitely win, but at least I have the strength to fight, that's for sure!"

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Go back to the game.

Mandala raised his knife to respond to the duel, opened the mic, and said coldly, "I'll give you a job too!"

Because he didn't turn off the team's voice, when he turned on the mic, Bianhua, who was far away on the other side, also heard it.

"Wait, what are you doing?"

She hurriedly asked, "Is there anyone in Mashan Village?"

Mandala: "There is one."

After saying this, a cruel smile appeared on his face: "But... it will be gone soon."

Bianhua seemed to feel that something was wrong: "Are you sure there is only one?"

Mandala looked around, in the violent rain, except for the lights in the stable, and Fang Luoqing inside, he could no longer see anyone.

So he replied in a firm tone: "I'm sure!"

"Then you move faster, and you must settle the battle before the enemies in the three pits rush back!"

Bi'anhua knows Mandala's strength best. If he is not strong, then Bi'anhua will not tolerate all the cerebral palsy things he has done before, and he will be removed from the team long ago.

If there is only one person left by the other party in Mashan Village, then it is not a big problem.

After all, in terms of Datura's strength, in the entire PGL, I am afraid that only passing through can be slightly better. In the fair heads-up of other players in 1V1, none of them are his opponents.

In fact, since PGK suddenly withdrew last time, Mandala has been much more honest than before. Except for not being able to resist killing Fusion, he listened to Bi Anhua very much in yesterday and today's games.

If Bi'anhua asked him to retreat at this time, no matter how reluctant he was, he would most likely obey the arrangement and not fight Fang Luoqing one-on-one.

But although Bi'anhua's command level is excellent, she still committed the common problem of PGK teams falling to PGL.

They will be very confident when facing these teams whose strength is far inferior to their own.

Confidence is sometimes a good thing, and sometimes it is not.

Although Bi'anhua was swayed by Ding Wen, it was just a disadvantage in the battle between the commander and the commander, not that the team's players were not as strong as the opponent.

Compared with combat strength, she believes that her team is the best.

Especially... mandalas.

"Who is the other party?" She was worried, and asked again: "DG or Jiu Feifei?"

Mandala: "Black tights, dog's head."

Bianhua was finally completely relieved: "That's DG, but you have to be careful with her scimitar, she is very good at playing Eastwalker, she almost hits a hundred shots!"

Mandala smiled and said, "Don't worry, Sister Bing, I know it well."

What a perfect shot, wasn't he blocked by himself just now?

A man who hits every shot and hits every shot, he can also hit every shot and every shot against those players in the fish pond in PGL, nothing unusual.

It's just that he rarely plays remote.

"Then hurry up, and go to the punctuation meeting after a while."

"no problem."

After finishing the conversation with Bianhua, Mandala looked at Fang Luoqing again.

And the latter seemed to have been waiting for him, very patient, and not in a hurry, so he didn't attack when he was in a daze.

"bring it on!"

Mandala shook the oil lamp in his hand, held the knife in one hand, and then rushed to the stable!
At the same time, Fang Luoqing also rushed out of the stable and met him without any fear!

The thunder did not strike, and the rain did not stop.

In the dark rainy night, two bright sword lights bloomed at the same time!
The light was so strong that it overwhelmed the light from the oil lamps in both hands!
Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang four times.

In an instant, the two had fought four times in a row!

None of these four knives used moves, and all of them were compared with basic skills.

After the four swords, a Mandala, which claims to be invincible in sword speed, can't help but feel a little surprised at this time.

Although no moves were used, with the speed of four knives, there are actually very few people who can be followed by PGL, never more than three!
He didn't expect that besides Lu Guo and Jiu Yang, there was actually a third... who received the four knives like a storm!

Mandala took a step back, his surprise receded, and he immediately became cautious, finally paying full attention.

With a flick of the ink knife in his hand, he directly used the second most difficult move for a swordsman... Yangchun Baixue!
In the snow-white blade light, the pitch-black blade seemed to change color in an instant, bright and white, as if dispelling the endless night.

Fang Luoqing felt a sudden whiteness in front of her eyes, and her eyesight seemed to be lost with the knife, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

But her complexion didn't change.

Just a backhand... a knife!

Immediately, the snow dissipated instantly, and the darkness returned to night.

Accompanied by the crisp crashing sound, Datura... Take another step back!
boom!
There was a flash of thunder.

The light was more dazzling than Bai Xue, illuminating his pale face full of surprise.

How can it be?

How could it be possible for someone to block... this move of Yangchun Baixue just by relying on the simplest basic skills?
(End of this chapter)