The big guy expressed his satisfaction [Interstellar]

Ink marks flowed around Xiao Yan's body, and dots of green leaves swam in the clouds, as if there was an invisible air current that lifted Xiao Yan up to stand in the air.

The whimpering sound of the flute hit the clear and crisp sound of the bell, and the water element in the air condensed into ice flowers in an instant and gathered into an ice road leading to the sheng.

Nan Sheng, who was stepping on the dance point to urge the bell, was caught off guard by the cold and interrupted the rhythm. This strange and sudden ice elemental attack froze her whole body in place, and her whole body froze on the ice surface formed out of thin air. The elements piled dangerously beneath her feet into a huge ice lotus.

The audience was in an uproar, everyone was whispering among themselves, and the barrage of the live broadcast light screen was also frantically swiping the screen.

"What is this?! Large-scale mage attack skills?!"

"It doesn't count... right? The big brother didn't sing! There has never been a situation where mage skills don't need to be chanted?"

"...Weapon skills? I remember that I used to have..."

"I know what the upstairs is referring to... Do you still remember the weapon of Her Majesty the Queen? The weapon skill that restores all blood and removes all debuffs?"

"But that's just an auxiliary skill, right? This big guy's is also a control skill!"

"Didn't you all realize that this boss was in the air just now! Didn't he register as an agility attack fighter? Where did he get the airborne skill?"

"To be honest, I'm not surprised that this big guy is giving himself blood now... Numbness.jpg"

The sound of the flute was still whimpering and whimpering one after another. To be honest, the sound was really not pleasant, and it couldn't even be regarded as a song.

The audience only felt that the sound of the sobbing flute was so unpleasant that people wanted to cover their ears, but the sound was urging to the ears of Nan Sheng, who was completely immobile, because her health bar was growing at a slow but non-negligible speed. falling.

She gritted her teeth, closed her eyes and began to chant in a low voice and quickly. At the same time, the gold ornaments on her limbs began to flicker and flicker, and a layer of golden holy light began to shine on her body.

In just a few dozen seconds, under the urgency of the blood bar dropping, Nan Sheng opened his eyes suddenly, and at some point, his eyes were covered with a layer of golden light, and the golden light around his body flourished, covering his whole body. Breaking through the shackles of the ice flower from the inside in the light, the wings of the eight teams shrouded in the holy light behind them flapped slightly, and the golden holy light slashed towards Xiao Yan who was playing the flute.

A god-level skill that belongs exclusively to Nan Sheng - "Angel Descends".

Nan Sheng, who transformed into an eight-winged angel, spread out her arms, and countless white feathers turned into sharp blades overwhelmingly stabbing towards Xiao Yan!

Xiao Yan's playing was interrupted by Nan Sheng as he wished, but Xuefeng Bingwangdi's skill is not so simple!

As early as when he first entered the game, Xiao Yan discovered that the original Great Lightness Kung Fu could not be used, but the Combat Lightness Kung Fu was retained. Putting on the spring mud, Xiao Yan ran up to meet the feather blade with the combat lightness kung fu, Xuefeng in the right hand The Ice King Flute knocked down the feather blades that were constantly attacking in front of him, and made the sound of handing over soldiers.

Borrowing the power of the feather blade, Xiao Yan approached Nan Sheng, and the water moon went up first, and the debuff was instantly stacked on Nan Sheng by sprinkling Shang Yang. , [-]% of the damage burst out under Xiao Yan's death!

Nan Sheng only had time to feel the turmoil of blood in her body, and the next second she involuntarily separated from the angel form, watching the originally sacred and powerful eight-winged angel explode in an instant, turning into thousands of light spots and returning them to data dissipate.

The combat quality of a professional player allowed her to react immediately by raising her hand to keep herself in the air during a few dance moves. She raised her hand to wipe off the fine beads of sweat on her forehead. Nan Sheng gasped for breath and looked at Xiao Yan.

At this time, Nan Sheng's health bar has dropped to 20.00%. If she hadn't been possessed by an eight-winged angel just now, the game would have ended long ago—but how long can she hold on now?

Nan Sheng is a professional competitive player. Live streaming and competitions are her source of income. In contrast, her combat experience is not comparable to that of other players. Winning or losing is already the norm for her. There are as many strong players in the star field as there are stars. , but just now, Nan Sheng doubted himself for the first time when the game was not over-even if it was just for a moment.

"Fuck you!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa whoa!"

"Mom, this man is so handsome!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

"This is what Nan Sheng relied on to stand firm in the professional arena for so many years, but he was directly blown away... I'm so worried about Miss Nan Sheng..."

"This is competition. Every profession and every skill is sometimes cracked or suppressed. Be careful, maybe Nan Sheng can break through himself because of this!"

"I beg you to start a live broadcast! Give the children a chance to spend money to lick their idols!"

"Don't say it, don't say it, the child refreshes every live broadcast platform every day!"

"If you say that the major platforms are still waiting and watching, it's impossible for there to be no movement after today? It can't be that all the bosses have rejected..."

"It's also possible, alas..."

There was no suspense at the end of the game, but during the post-match interview, Nan Sheng took the microphone handed over by the host, and asked Xiao Yan while the audience was nervously holding their breath: "What you released just now belongs to your weapon. skills?"

Xiao Yan calmly replied: "Yes."

Nan Sheng tightened his grip on the microphone, and finally chose to ask: "This skill is not only an elemental attack control skill, but also has the characteristic of sound attack affecting the opponent's mental state, right?"

Nan Sheng knew that he shouldn't have forced Xiao Yan to admit his skill characteristics in front of so many viewers during the live broadcast, but remembering the orders from his manager in the audience and the orders from his sponsor behind him, he still asked.

From the very beginning, Nan Sheng did not embark on this path because of her passion for competition. She just wanted to keep the person she loved the most alive, so she needed a lot of money. For this purpose, she could give up anything.

Prestige, image, and criticism from the audience are not important.Nan Sheng understands that as long as she can continue to play in the professional field, her commercial value will never disappear.

"Yes."

Xiao Yan's answer was still very simple, and there was no dissatisfaction filled with righteous indignation from the audience.

After getting the answer, Nan Sheng returned the microphone to the host, bowed deeply to Xiao Yan, and then stood straight on the ring with a calm but firm expression.

There are far more people paying attention to this game than expected, including Her Royal Highness Noah Norman, who has not appeared in the game for a long time but is often active in the barrage. At this time, the eldest prince Howard is sitting next to him ·Brandon, both of them are dressed in crisp and neat military uniforms, but Her Royal Highness has a gentle expression, while the First Prince has an unrestrained chill and coldness.

Noah patted the elder son's shoulder helplessly: "Take back your momentum, if you go back like this, those ministers don't know how to arrange you."

Howard pursed his lips.

He just got off the battlefield and couldn't be as introverted as his father. This was the first time he personally participated in the battle, and it was also the first time he watched his father from the perspective of his subordinate comrades-in-arms. This gave him a more concrete understanding of his father's strength. cognition.

"Don't get in touch with military affairs recently. Read books and listen to music." Noah understands the current state of the eldest son, but understanding is one thing. The Miss Wilsons frightened away."

The young lady of the Wilson family is the one who made a marriage contract with the eldest prince Howard, but this young couple who are sure of the future have not been able to really get in touch after they grow up.

"I heard that this lady also participated in this ladder qualifying competition, and her ranking is unexpectedly good." Noah smiled, "It must not be the kind of noble lady you have never liked."

Howard changed the subject awkwardly: "What do you think about Al?"

"Al..." Noah's gaze fell on the man on the light screen, and he tapped the armrest of the seat with his slender fingers, "I'm not worried about your brother, he's probably looking at Mr. Xiao now. A certain skill or thing. Just like he used to be obsessed with painting and music, but after mastering it, he quickly lost his enthusiasm.

It's not easy for Al to get emotionally enlightened, not to mention that this gentleman seems to be a traditional person. Charles really thought too early on this point. "

"Tradition……?"

"The ancient warriors said that the combination of men and women is the right way."

Seeing that Noah didn't want to say more on this point, Howard didn't continue to ask, but talked about His Majesty the Emperor. , His tone was a little aggrieved: "It's only the beginning of the month, and my father has almost blown my brain."

So when are you going back?

Noah who finally came out and wanted to play enough: "..."

Howard's eyes were even more aggrieved, even with a hint of accusation.

Noah coughed uncomfortably, his ears turned red, he waved his hands and muttered: "Okay, okay, I'll be back in two days..."

Howard: "Then you release the father from the blacklist first?"

Noah: "That won't work."

After answering subconsciously, Noah stood up in embarrassment and slipped away.

Howard took out his optical brain with a sullen face. The interface that was originally showing his father's call was hung up after Noah left, and he ruthlessly laughed at the poor boy caught between the two fathers.

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Ansair clicked on his task panel, and saw that the golden scroll on it suddenly changed in the middle of Xiao Yan's competition, from the original [Adventure Mission "The Secret of Wading Village--Red Clothes"] to ["Wading Village The secret of "——Pianist].