The First Assassin[Esports]

"Well done."

This compliment hit Fu Xunshu's heart lightly. If the situation didn't allow it, he would rather ask Luo Tingzhou whether the compliment was for the team or for the individual.

When the heart was trembling, Yu Qing's nonchalant voice came from the earphones: "Just now, Xiao Fu dragged three times, it's really amazing!"

Zhao Ziyi answered, "If Xiaofu hadn't dragged the mechanism master and their nanny, we wouldn't have wiped them out so quickly."

Yu Qing: "And Yu Feng, that move just now was super cool! I seem to have seen another sword god!...Yu Feng, you shouldn't have stayed in THEONE for so long before, and your strength shouldn't have been buried."

Yu Feng seemed to smile, and then seemed to sigh, but didn't speak.

Luo Tingzhou interrupted the "recognition meeting", "The competition is not over yet, let's save the praise for later. The picture is selected."

Just then, the staff gestured towards them.

Fenghua called a timeout.

At the same time, the two commentators also received a message from Fenghua calling for a timeout.

Madoka said: "At present, the score between the two teams is 2:1, and the PK team is temporarily leading. The Fenghua team may want to take advantage of this timeout to adjust their status."

Nanfeng said: "The Fenghua team selected the map just now, but lost, and then it is the turn of the PK to take advantage of the map selection. The players of the Fenghua team are facing a lot of psychological pressure. If the next PK round chooses the Dark Night Forest , if this point cannot be recovered, Team Fenghua will stop this season."

"But it's hard to say. Didn't many teams fall behind 2:1 in previous years? Who knows the result until the last second?"

"Madoka, you are right, the spirit of competition is to fight until the last second..."

the other side--

"Cheer up your spirits, what does it sound like to be downcast?" Mo Heng scolded in a low voice, "Don't say 2:1, it's 2:0. Haven't we fought too many tough battles?"

In Mo Heng's first year in the Fenghua team, he eliminated the bastards who had retired from the team, promoted capable seedlings from online games and youth training camps, and formed a team by force.

That year, they didn't even make it to the playoffs.

Thanks to Mo Heng, the first mage in the alliance, to resist all the pressure, they had their second and third years.

Peng Rong and Qin Cheng entered the Fenghua team two years ago, and they didn't go through that period of trough with Mo Heng, Tian Ying, and Situ, but this did not prevent them from empathizing with them.

"Captain Mo, I was the one who rushed forward just now. I was blamed, and I won't make it again." Peng Rong is impulsive, but he never ambiguously admits that he is responsible for his mistakes, and he will not make a mistake once.

Mo Heng said a few words to him casually, and seeing that the other players had almost adjusted their status, he said: "PK is now in full swing, and the next round is very likely to choose a large-area occlusion map like the Dark Night Forest to pursue the victory. Don't be greedy when you meet enemies after the start, and gather first."

"clear."

Pause time is up.

PK also chose the map for this round.

- Ancient Roman Colosseum.

Mo Heng frowned fiercely.

Not to mention him, 90.00% of the audience in this game couldn't understand why PK chose such a well-behaved picture.

Are you overly cautious?

Auditorium No.13 row.

A blond boy wearing a baseball cap backwards gave a "woohoo", elbowed the person on the right, and said in Chinese that he was not very proficient in: "Qin, can you guess the intention of your old opponent?"

The person he calls "Qin" is a handsome young man with black hair and black pupils, wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

The young man looked up at the PK team's game room, shook his head and said, "Their current commander is not someone I know."

"Isn't the commander of each team in your country the most powerful in the team?" The blond boy stared exaggeratedly. Leaves an oceanic blue.

"Not every country is the same, Del," said the youth.

Del supported his chin with one hand, and the old god was there: "You are right. For example, in the THEONE team, the rabbit is the most powerful, but the commander is Jiang. Can I think that your Huaguo players are all specialists rather than all-rounders? ?”

Suddenly, Del shrugged his shoulders with a warning glance at the person on his upper body, and said without sincerity: "I'm sorry bro, it's not good to say that about them, I won't do it next time. After all...they were your former teammates."

The young man—Tan Feng pushed the frame of the glasses that had slid down and said, "The competition has begun."

Del turned his head and muttered something in English.

The sound effect at the beginning of the game drowned Del's voice, but Qin Feng guessed that the sentence should be "boring".

This is also the most evaluation he has received during his three years in WAC.

"(222, 321), nobody."

"(1900, 2304), nobody."

"..."

Teammates reported points one after another, Fu Xunshu glanced at the current coordinates, "(1090, 10), no—"

The sound suddenly.

Looking obliquely ahead, a sneaky shadow hurriedly flashed across the round stone pillar.

Fu Xunshu changed his words: "I found someone, I'll go and have a look."

Luo Tingzhou: "Be careful."

Fu Xunshu responded with a slight murmur.

The Colosseum alternates between night and day, and will switch from night mode to day mode after 5 minutes.

Fu Xunshu's birth point happened to be on the top floor of the Colosseum.Above the head, the sunshade cloth suspended by the cable bulged an arc, catching the night wind blowing from a distance, and just blocking the sight from the enemy's direction.

With the help of the night, the assassin's figure perfectly blended into the darkness, tiptoeing close to his prey.

That was Paladin Peng Rong.

A suit of silver armor glistens under the diamond-like stars, making it hard for anyone to ignore it.

The assassin held his breath and approached the paladin, but the paladin was oblivious to the danger behind him, turned around two corridors, confirmed that there was no one on the top floor, and then went to the third floor.

In the dark night, the character's shadow was not obvious, and the paladin didn't realize that his own shadow was mixed with another shadow at some point.

He walked down the stairs, unconscious.

The audience watching this scene on the big screen were sweating.

Peng Rong was much luckier than them.

Not knowing when the scythe of death will be swung down is more frightening than seeing death come.

In the game, the assassin is still looking for the perfect time to assassinate, or maybe he wants to use the delicious introduction of the paladin to catch the paladin's teammates.

In short, the extension of the dead line does not bring happiness, but more profound and clear pain.

The time seems to have passed 10 minutes, but looking at the timing on the upper left corner of the big screen, it is actually less than 1 minute before the start of the game.

At 1 minute and 20 seconds, the assassin seemed to have finally exhausted his patience before hunting. The dagger touched the Paladin's back waist and moved up slowly.

That's the opening move of the Throat Slitting skill.

However, there is a huge difference in size between a petite assassin and a burly paladin. If an assassin wants to cut his throat, he must take an extra step—jumping.

At this time, the paladin's teammate, the formation mage, suddenly appeared!

At that critical moment, the assassin quickly put away the dagger, and dodged to hide behind the support pillar. The thick support pillar was enough for the three of them to block the petite assassin.

"The sneak attack is about to succeed, but contestant Peng Rong and contestant Mo Heng joined together. Contestant Fu Xunshu probably didn't expect them to meet up so soon. What should I do? Do you want to give up the sneak attack?" I went to the hiding place of contestant Fu Xunshu! Was it exposed? When was it exposed?"

Nan Feng stared intently at the arena, "It's a voice! Player Fu Xunshu made slight footsteps while dodging!"

[For professional players, this is quite fatal]

[What is Fu Xunshu doing? 】

[Laughing, at this level, you can also play in the finals, the professional circle will take pills sooner or later]

Regardless of the bullet screen's evaluation of this, Mo Heng immediately raised the alarm in his heart when he heard the sound behind the pillar.

A professional player with a perfect combination of boldness and carefulness, skill and ingenuity suddenly loses the chain. The first reaction of ordinary people may be that this person makes a mistake in positioning, but professional players will think more than one layer:

Could this be another type of trap?

Could it be the bait released by the enemy?Waiting for them to take the bait?

If it wasn't a trap, and the opponent really made a mistake, would the current hesitation and doubt cause the team to miss a good opportunity?

in case……

"Captain, he ran away!" The teammate's exclamation interrupted his thoughts, "Chasing or not?"

With moonlight and starlight, the game will not be completely dark, but the shadow is extremely vigorous, and it will jump out of sight in a few moments.Mo Heng gritted his teeth: "Chase."

The two of them followed the shadow to the stairs on the third floor, the shadow turned right and jumped up the stairs, Mo Heng called to stop, "Watch the stairs, there is only one staircase from the third to the fourth floor, guard and don't let him leave the fourth floor, the others Gather here."

"..."

After running for a long time, Fu Xunshu found that no one was following him. He turned back to the stairs, poked his head out cautiously, and as expected, he found the paladin and the magician hovering at the stairs.

The opponent was obviously waiting for his teammates to gather and come out to catch the turtle.

The "turtle" in the urn expressed that it did not want to be caught.

There is still more than a minute before the daytime mode. Under the sun, there is no shelter on the top floor, and everything will be invisible.

It cannot be delayed until then.

Standing on the edge of the top floor, Fu Xunshu glanced at the sunshade cloth directly above his head, and then glanced at the extended platform on the third and second floors, estimating the height and landing impact in his mind.

During meditation, take care of yourself.

"It can be seen that there is still half a minute before the daytime mode. The players of the Fenghua team are marching towards the stands of the Colosseum, and the players of the PK team are also meeting in the dark...Tian Ying and Situ arrived at the stands one after another."

"Wait, what is contestant Fu Xunshu doing?" Xiaoyuan looked at the screen suspiciously, only to see that petite figure jumping up and down on the screen, very busy. "If I'm not mistaken, he was fighting the shade cloth on the top of the stands in the Colosseum?"

Nan Feng: "You read that right, because I saw it too. What exactly is contestant Fu Xunshu going to do? It's almost dawn, and the enemy is coming! He's still beating cloth!"

Fu Xunshu cut off the three corners of the sunshade cloth with the flat A skill, and seven or eight pieces of sunshade cloth fluttered towards the inside of the Colosseum.

He waited for another ten seconds, until the moment when the cloth was slowly hanging down, the night wind was about to stop, and the sun was about to rise.

brush!

An AOE damage cut off the last corner of the four sunshade cloths in an instant.

The unfixed cloth floated gently with the breeze, one after another, the red and yellow cloths floated into the Colosseum. Standing on the ground floor and the platforms extending from the second and third floors without shelter, you can see See red and green cloth fluttering with the wind, covering the sky.

At this moment, Situ, who was about to arrive at the stand, turned his angle of view upwards, and saw a white shadow looming among five or six sheets of soft and fluttering cloth.

——It was a simple parachute made of white cloth.

Under the white "parachute", the assassin held the two corners of the white cloth with both hands, and ran back and forth on the sunshade cloth with his feet, doing gliding exercises. The wind from bottom to top blew the "parachute" into a white crescent moon.

Situ stared wide-eyed, watching the white moon getting closer and closer to him.

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