Why is the waste prince like that?

The event is drawing to a close, and the only live broadcast rooms left are in full swing.

——At this time we can see that Nabos is indeed a lover, he only hits Miss Da

——It was a good fight, the little bastard actually said that kind of thing to us Dan He

——Let's put it here, whoever beats Nabos I vote for the most popular

Zitanabos originally thought that with his level, not to mention defeating the Da brothers and sisters, he could at least attract most of the firepower, but he didn't want to make a tactical mistake. His teammates didn't follow up immediately, and then he was killed by the pair The mecha master stepped up his attack to stop it.

That woman... That woman also cooperated with Da to besiege him. He was angry and angry, full of fighting spirit, and the lightsaber almost gave out an afterimage.

He knew Aizhu's strength very well, she was purely defensive, attacking her was meaningless, and he didn't want to.

The voices in the team were noisy, and Zita's order was mixed with the voices of other teammates asking for support, making people's heads buzz.

The light-hearted Posoli felt that he was really unlucky. The captain who liked to pretend to be imprisoned, and the enemy was far stronger than the previous players, so that the rough tactics formulated before were useless, and the team was in chaos. , he hesitated for a moment but couldn't get away, he could only do his best to deal with the opponent's astonishingly fast attacking type.

The other party finally received the supernatural power and landed, but in a blink of an eye, he took the mecha master with him into the air.

God, what is that green, disgusting-smelling liquid that poured out of his maintenance box and poured over half of his body.

Fortunately no harm.

What is the commander saying? It's too noisy. Can the mecha master stop screaming, isn't he just being bombarded?

What is high-defense, it can't even withstand the attacks of mech masters and commanders?

What fragile?

He struggled to dodge the violent and intensive attacks, all supported by his speed, so he inevitably got scratched in many places on his outer armor.

Can Zitanabos stop going crazy in the voice of the team? Many thoughts flashed through Posoli's mind, but he didn't even have time to resent him. bomb.

Choose the lesser of the two, what kind of lethal weapon can the command hold...

The light bullet slammed into his slime-stained breastplate without stopping, piercing his core.

The little conductor who has never had a sense of existence shouted hoarsely in the channel: "High-purity magic plant extract! Run!"

Damn it, Bosoli fell on his back, the huge mech body smashed up a piece of gravel, what the fuck extract, what garbage high defense, what shit mech master, what nobleman, what Nabosi fighting technique, What friendship.

Go to hell, go to hell all.

He was lying on the ground, with the help of the light screen that had not yet lost its function, he watched his idiot captain, under the guidance of intentional or unintentional, fired a cannon at Nubian, who was standing by not far away, and his IQ flew out of his muzzle, smashing De Bossoli's heart was devastated.

Nubian, who saw the two teams handing over their cards in the distance, did not hide his desire to pick up the wrong cards. He specially turned on the loudspeaker and condemned in a smooth tone: "We didn't do anything. We respect your chivalry, but What do you mean, Zita?"

Zita felt nauseous listening to him. He had always fought side by side with Ai Zhu, and he was willing to deal damage. He never knew that the feeling of being in line with his usually obedient girlfriend was so terrifying, as if he was bombarding an enemy that could dodge. Barriers, hit, but useless.

But he couldn't decide where his light bullets would land. The two women, who had only been together for a while, cooperated seamlessly.

Almost every hit will hit the damn light shield, and the rare hits to the body can only bring about a shallow crater.

Is that mech master crazy?Pile all such good materials on Gao Fang.

Originally wanted to ask the little commander, but the voice in the team was too loud, and he had already smashed it with a punch.

Da Congyuan didn't do enough damage, but he had already pried off three pieces of his outer armor with his body skills. The long whip made of unknown material restrained him and he could use his waist strength to make a perfect back fall.

Miss, totally miss this woman.

He has no skills at all, but fortunately he has enough energy, and the light-sensitive mecha definitely doesn't have as much energy as he has.

At this time, Nubian said that he would join the war, so there was no chance of turning the tables.

He hated it so much that the loudspeaker was trembling with the sound waves: "Moyat, you don't want to know the result of offending me!"

Nubian rubbed his chin and was surprised. This person didn't know what happened to his teammates at all.

——He is so inferior, yet so confident...

——Share his self-confidence with me, and Yuanyuan and I will still have a chance

——Lan's marksmanship is really more accurate than I thought

——Hiss, how did you think of refining the high-concentration magic plant slime?

——I thought it was killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred, but now I see what happened to their team

——Fish oil is a special craft

——Uh, Nabos' mecha hasn't been repaired yet

——Isn’t this taking advantage of others? Speechless

——There is a kind of damage to Heliu's painting after he finishes repairing it

—Didn’t Nabos start it first?

—— by Lan Xian

——I think Silan's speech is not bad

——The pattern opens up family members, how about your ex-girlfriend and ex-fiancee surrounded by a man, you listen to him pretending to be angry

Having said that, Nabos has already said that. In the live broadcast, Moat Nubian didn't plan to do anything, but he obviously didn't intend to make it easier for the other party, and mocking voices sounded one after another.

"Admit defeat, isn't it embarrassing to be teased by a woman like this?"

"Zita, sometimes you lose your way, why don't you look back at the teammates who have been following you all the time, maybe an unexpected warmth will come to your heart."

- so cheap, I like it

- I laughed so hard...

- Make some Nabos jokes

After Posoli fell to the ground, Da Congshi and Meng Luo took care of the not-so-smart high-defense and shrinking mecha master without too much effort.

The little conductor who made the last effort was completely desperate, and pulled off the flare to end the journey by himself.

And the captain, who had done all he could to fight the trapped beasts, was gradually unable to do what he wanted after Da Congshi participated in the battle enthusiastically, and was stabbed through the core by Da Congyuan's sword and fell to the ground.

Da learned a lesson from the scholar, afraid that this idiot would say something unpleasant in public, and it would seem that he accidentally went off fire and smashed the loudspeaker with a flashing bullet.

The part covered by the high-purity concentrated liquid is as fragile as a piece of paper to the light bomb.

Probably broke his left shoulder too?It doesn't matter, anyway, he has long wanted to do this.

After simply clearing the battlefield, that is, throwing the dead dog-like Nabos aside, they turned their attention to the other team that was also standing.

This battle was not easy, Da Congyuan and Aizhu had consumed more than half of their energy, and the extract was exhausted, Meng Luo was slightly injured, only Da Congshi and Lanser were still in good condition.

"Hey, Lan, we don't intend to take advantage of others, how about this, let's compete?"

——What is this, has there been such a thing in previous years?

——Unexpectedly, Nubian is actually the most gentlemanly person here

— love love love

"Do you mean?"

Nubian was obviously just being polite and didn't give them the right to veto. He pointed to the sea ahead: "Since the end point is on the opposite side, why don't we cross the strait first."

With the relationship among the members of the three teams, Lanser, who was at a disadvantage, originally wanted to pull everyone into the water and win in the melee. Once Nubian couldn't hold back the temptation to intervene, no matter what relationship and emotion there was before, he had the confidence to stir up a fire. It's a pity that the commander of the other party was obviously clear-headed and chose to stand by quietly.

Although there is only one champion, as long as the strength is strong enough, the will is firm, or the audience has a high degree of affection, it is also very rewarding to get the best output, assists, or the best popularity.

Can I apply for the first-class scholarship of the First Military Academy?

You can also apply for the Sami Exclusive Prize.

It's just a pity, but if you're lucky, when the Nabos team enters the sea, or the Nubian team fails to catch up, with the strength he specially reserved and the tactics he designed, he doesn't have to guard against Nubian who is staring at him so much that he can't Necessary consumption, everything will make a big difference.

He was just silent for a while, but his teammates didn't know what to imagine, and several voices rang out in the team voice at the same time.

Da Congshi changed his previous pretentious attitude, and his tone was very gentle: "It's okay Lan, it's enough for us to know that we are the best."

Ai Zhu said in a low voice: "If it wasn't for us, you would have been able to hang around for a while."

If it wasn't for personal enmity, there would be no need to face him head-on like this.

Meng Luo immediately retorted: "Don't say such things, just compare, it's like exercising."

——Indeed, Lan and Meng Luo have nothing against Nabos

——In the final analysis, Nubian is not taking advantage of others

——A newcomer, Nubian is already very respectable like this

Lancer patted the sound transmission device twice to signal them to be quiet, and said with a relaxed tone and a smile: "Don't say that, I have never regretted choosing you as teammates."

He thought for a moment, turned on the loudspeaker and agreed.

Seeing that his teammates were silent during the preparation time, he laughed instead: "What's there to be unhappy about? Didn't you play happily?"

"Miss, can you have a smile? This is Nabos. Do you know how many people want to beat him?"

The small speaker belonging to Da Congyuan turned on, and then a light laugh came out.

No matter how much they communicated, Lancer never heard Ai Zhu speak again.