The big guy expressed his satisfaction [Interstellar]

In the anticipation of all contestants and audience fans, the Hall of Battle Spirits finally announced the draw results of the exhibition match, namely Xiao Yan VS Fortune Teller Misril, Xiao Yan VS Long Spear Warrior Mutor, and Mutor VS Xiao Yan.

That's right... In the original two games for each player, Misril suddenly drew the bye lottery with a very low probability, while Xiao Yan "luckily" drew Mutor again as his opponent.

Compared with the non-chiefs that Xiao Yan has always been, Misril, the fortune teller, is a very magical player. Whenever there is a bye, he draws nine out of ten draws; He has never encountered a restraining map, but 100% of his opponents can't draw the home field he is good at.

It's very "divinator".

Because of this trait and the same 100% winning rate as Xiao Yan, he tied for the first place in points, and the number of Mithril fans who appeared in the ladder qualifying for the first time was also extremely large.

But what is amazing is that although this person has signed a contract with the Jiangjiang platform for live broadcasting, he has not signed any club. At least on the surface he is a completely free man.

It’s not that there are no clubs approaching, but that no matter what conditions are given, Misril has no intention of signing a contract at all. In addition to the Nan Sheng incident that broke out this year, all clubs are shrinking their heads for fear of burning their heads and failing to recruit them. He also gave up.

Archibald and Tick are both contestants in the quarterfinals, but at this moment, they are obviously more interested in the duel between Xiao Yan and fortune teller Misril.

"Is this a duel between the African Chieftain and the Emperor of Europe?" Archibald laughed loudly, turned his head to meet Xiao Yan's unkind eyes, and immediately raised his hand in a gesture of pulling his mouth zipper, smiling silently conspicuous.

Ansair sat beside Xiao Yan and repeatedly pulled the progress bar to watch Misril in the recorded video.

Xiao Yan asked: "What's wrong?"

"This person... is very familiar, but I don't know him." Ansair frowned. Certain behaviors and words of this Misril made Ansair feel that he had seen this person before, but after careful consideration, he did not. A way to overlap any person in memory with this Misril.

"By the way, is my second brother..."

Nafeya and Archibald, who heard the gossip keywords next to them, immediately pricked up their ears.

"Stop studying him, look at this?" Xiao Yan handed a stack of blueprints to Ansair, and took away the data light screen in front of Ansair, without seeming to change the subject at all.

Ansair took over the blueprint and flipped through it twice, and after seeing what it was, he suddenly raised his head to look at Xiao Yan, his emerald green eyes were shining.

Xiao Yan smiled and picked up the blueprints: "The first six are A-Gump's blueprints, and you figure out the rest by yourself?"

These are all the paintings he recalled in the past two days. Although what he can do for the Tiangong lineage is only enlightenment, it is enough for Ansair at this stage.

After getting something more interesting, Ansair waved his hand to indicate that Xiao Yan could step back, took three steps while holding the blueprint and went upstairs after two steps, completely forgetting half of the question just now.

Xiao Yan, who was thrown away after being used up, laughed, and Nafeya next to her

Seeing the right moment, he leaned over and quietly asked: "Captain, I heard that the Second Highness came to look for you?"

Xiao Yan poured a cup of tea, looked at Nafeya who looked anxious: "What is it?"

"What did the Second Highness say? Did I tell you something? Let me tell you that the Second Highness is the most precious little Highness! When we were young, we wanted to hug the Little Highness but refused to give it. Later, we even hid it from seeing him." Nafeya grabbed the armrest of the sofa and approached Xiao Yan, "Tell me, Captain! What did the Second Highness tell you? Did you mention other people such as His Majesty the Emperor or His Majesty the Queen?"

Xiao Yan put the teacup in his hand on the table, and there was a crisp sound when the bottom of the cup collided with the table: "Huh? You want to talk to me instead of brother-in-law?"

"No, no, no..." Nafeya quickly waved her hands, blushing and stammering, "Then...then I, I'll go live! I'll go live!"

After speaking, she ran upstairs with her skirt and high heels.

Archibald, who stood hesitantly on the spot, rubbed his toes back and forth on the floor a few times, and ran to the training room with his tail between his tails under the threat of Xiao Yan's eyes.

Xiao Yan, who had three kills, snorted softly, and clicked on the player information compiled by 3427.

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"Welcome to the match scene of the 135th Ladder Qualifying Tournament Quarterfinals!

First of all—let us welcome the two well-known players Xiao Yan and Misril with warm applause and passionate shouts to kick off the quarter-finals for us!"

The map of the exhibition match was decided by audience votes. Before the start of the match, Xiao Yan and Ansair knew what environment they were going to face.

The name of this map is "Rain Girl's Tears". The weather on the map is always cloudy and cloudy. It rains at random locations and at random times. Raindrops falling on the players will bring a 50% debuff to the players, which lasts for 20 seconds. The debuff will be superimposed and the debuff duration will be extended.

This map is weird because it has no buff effect on both players. It is a map that will not benefit any player.

The fans voted for this picture for the selection of non-chief Xiao Yan and the selection of Ouhuang Misril. The idea is obvious.

"Hahahahahaha, come here, sisters!"

"It's a pity that the boss wears too thick!"

"Hey, my koi Mies has already prepared to wear a coat."

"Hey, I have to take it off until the back! If the clothes in the back of this picture get wet, there will be a weight and a slow debuff hahahahaha"

Xiao Yan dodged and hid under the eaves the moment the transmission was completed. At this time, it started to rain lightly in the map.

Misril also moved very quickly through the window and broke into a room, separated from Xiao Yan by a street.

This person's skills are different from those of the previous players.

Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes, and after seeing it with his own eyes, he was even more sure that Misril's skill was not like ordinary people's. This kind of movement without a single bit of extraneousness could not be achieved through training.

Even Xiao Yan himself can't avoid his subconscious small movements, but Misril seems to be programmed, perfect and neat.

interesting.

Misril's facial features are excellent, but when they are combined on his face, they look dull for no reason. If it is not because he is on the field, he will be able to blend into the crowd in the next second, just like a water drop into the sea.

When his eyes looked closely, he found that they were a rare iron gray color. Now these eyes reflected Xiao Yan's figure. After a long time, he opened and closed his lips and said the first sentence.

"I said, all the rain in this world has a preference."

As soon as the words fell, the originally gentle light rain suddenly turned into bean-sized raindrops and fell down. The map was clearly divided into two, and the raindrops on Xiao Yan's side hit the eaves with incomprehensible weight.

Xiao Yan raised his head and stared at the eaves for a few seconds, then suddenly stepped back and exposed himself to the rain, and after a few ups and downs, he landed steadily on the roof of the house where Misril was.

In the next second, there was a loud bang, and the house where Xiao Yan was originally was unable to withstand the increasingly dense rain, and collapsed!

This skill...

Xiao Yan recalled the information he read yesterday, that Misril has no weapons, just like Ansair's skills can be activated with both hands, and Misril's skills can be activated only by "language".

His skills are varied, and even though he has collected a lot of game videos, it is still impossible to distinguish his skill category.

Misril's eyelids moved, the corners of his lips curled up, and he said softly: "I said, the house will expel unwelcome guests."

Xiao Yan moved swiftly to avoid the sudden attack of the roof tiles, and had to stay away from the room where Mithril was located after a few somersaults.

At this time, the area where it was not raining began to gradually drip rainwater again, and the raindrops fell on Xiao Yan's body and soon wetted his outer shirt.

Gee.

Xiao Yan heard Misril's words clearly just now, and his heart moved, he took off the outermost coat that was stained with rainwater and was cut a few times by the tiles just now, and tore open the black coat with all his strength.

"Boss, what are you doing here?"

"It wasn't soaked just now... I don't think the big guy got much rain."

"But there is one thing to say, the waistline of the boss... I can do it!"

"Leopards are infested, be careful upstairs"

Xiao Yan wrapped the fabric around the palm of his left hand and tied it in a knot, and the Xuefeng Bingwang flute twirled between the fingers of his right hand.

The whistling flute sounds a little distorted in the rain, but the sufficient rainwater environment undoubtedly makes the ice control skills condense more quickly!

Misril, who obviously knew the characteristics of Xiao Yan's weapon skills, spoke again when the menacing ice lotus spread over: "I said, the ice will be assimilated by the rain."

The spread of the ice lotus slowed down significantly after these words, and the sound of the flute seemed to gradually weaken.

—No! Why does the sound of the flute weaken? !

Mythril reacted, but he had already activated a skill just now, and there must be at least 30 seconds before the next skill activation!

"I bet you can't speak now!" Xiao Yan had approached Misril at some point, and when his voice sounded in Misril's ear, Misril's pupils shrank instantly!

Xiao Yan concealed Xuefeng Bingwangdi, and hit Misril with a hand knife!

Misril's reaction was quick, he raised his arms and blocked Xiao Yan's attack with his backhand, and with force from his waist, the whole person escaped from Xiao Yan's faint restraint, as long as he persisted for another 15 seconds!

How could Xiao Yan not know what Misril was thinking, he stuck close to him again, this time he swiped his legs and hit Misril's ankle directly!

Misril raised his hand to the curtain of the room to avoid Xiao Yan's attack, but saw the subtle smile on Xiao Yan's face in the next second.

Misril: "!"

Where did the curtains come from in the room?

Oops!

Xiao Yan tightened the cloth with his left hand. The cloth that was originally entangled with his several attacks was quietly tied to Misril's body. Following Xiao Yan's tightening movements, the fortune teller was firmly hung on the body. Center of the room!