Chapter 122: Whisper of the Devil
"Fu Long Xiang Tian?" Bai Mo smiled and dodged it with teleportation: "Who would let you fight standing on flat ground? Are you an idiot?"
"Xiao Baimo! Be careful!" Old Wei shouted hurriedly.
The black dragon that had already dodged suddenly turned its body completely and came back with a roar.
"See it! It's a technique with a larger twist and a higher difficulty than the Dragon Raising its Head! The Dragon Turns Back!" Sun Xiang smiled proudly.
After Han Wenqing's evaluation of Ye Qiu in the All-Star Weekend would not be in vain, and Ye Qiu seemed to have slapped his face when he completely reproduced the scene at that time in the battle with Du Ming and won by using the Dragon Raising its Head, Sun Xiang was as if stimulated and frantically looked for various videos about the Dragon Raising its Head to study them carefully.
Finally, he successfully developed a move that, in his opinion, was even better than the Dragon Raising its Head, and named it Dragon Turning Back.
How about Ye Qiu, did you see that! This is how I completely surpass you... What?
“You, don’t think that this can prove that you are completely better than Brother Ye?” Moriarty’s figure was torn into pieces by the black dragon condensed by Fu Long Xiang Tian’s magic power: “That’s it? Are you kidding me? Is this the power of the new Fighting God?”
Another shadow clone!
"Do you know why Brother Ye didn't use Dragon Raises Head anymore, young man?" Moriarty's figure appeared on the roof. Holmes kept waving, and cursed arrows and burning arrows kept pouring towards Sun Xiang's battle mage.
Moriarty's words were full of curiosity and malicious questions: "No way, no ...
Shrouded in the flames of black arrows, Moriarty asked like a devil: "Is there anyone who can interpret Brother Ye's state of mind from every action? Oh! That person... can't be you, Yang Xixi?"
"Are you still a child? Is your teacher still teaching you to analyze ancient poems from the perspective of refining words?"
"There are two trees in front of my house, one is a jujube tree and the other is also a jujube tree. How do you appreciate this sentence?"
"It's dark outside. What does this express about the author's intention?"
"Don't be silly ! There aren't so many reasons in a competition. It's just because it should be used and it's convenient to use!"
Sun Xiang was stunned by the series of questions, and he didn't even try to dodge the Chaos Arrows whose trajectory was abnormally rough.
Isn't this the case? Isn't the Dragon Raising its Head a declaration of comeback? Isn't that guy overdrawing his professional life and forcing himself to play? This is completely different from what others have told me...
"Sun Xiang! This is all rubbish!" Liu Hao shouted loudly.
"You still have the mind to care about that? Are you really too old to move, Old Ye?" Wei Chen laughed cheerfully, and the rain of chaos in the sky condensed again.
Ye Xiu smiled and increased his hand speed to suppress Liu Hao, making him have no time to care about other things.
"Why not use the Dragon's Head Raised? Is there any need for that?"
【Cutting technique】!
"The one you are so proud of is called... Oh, yes, Dragon Turning Back. What's its function? I even messed it up. When it rushed over for the first time, I could have avoided it with just a roll. I wasted a teleport... Brother Ye has taught me a lesson many times." Moriarty continued to ask questions like a devil.
"Why don't you say anything? Do you know where you went wrong? The best play isn't the one that looks good. As a professional player, you know this, don't you?"
Bai Mo's words became more and more sharp, and his hands also kept . Sun Xiang, who was in a state of confusion, began to feel a little overwhelmed in the face of his attacks...
In the audience's perception, a battle is interesting only if it is beautiful and spectacular.
Why is Zhou Zekai now the No. 1 player in Glory? He definitely has the hard power, but he is definitely not better than the other three active players. They are all about the same.
However, because the Samsara Club is wealthy and willing to spend money on operations, and Zhou Zekai's playing style is good enough, he is handsome enough, and his strength will not cause any criticism.
Why is it that Zhang Jiale, who has the same strength, is not called the best player, or even given a title? He has never won a championship, and he is equally strong, so why?
Business and commercialization are becoming the mainstream of the Honor Professional League!
This is a good thing, but also a sad thing. This is a competitive circle, not an entertainment circle!
Ye Xiu's playing style was called rustic by Wang Jiexi, but this was definitely not a mockery, on the contrary it was a high degree of recognition.
Simple and efficient, all operations are only for the final victory. There should be more of this kind of "earthiness".
"Fighting alone? What ? If you keep on being like this, I suggest you stop playing Glory and go play Bee! Oh, Bee won't work either, after all, that also requires two people to work together." Moriarty pondered for a moment: "Forest Ice and Fire Man? Snowman Brothers? Flash Wing Duo? You can't play any of them..."
"Shut up!" Sun Xiang said angrily.
"Sun Xiang, you are really not suitable for this game, give up." Bai Mo said seriously: "This is not trash talk, but advice to you..."
"Fuck, this Xiaobai's mouth is so poisonous?" Wei Chen asked quietly.
This is trash talk, but not entirely trash talk. Bai Mo's words go straight to the heart of the matter.
This made Wei Chen think of the introduction of the Warlock profession.
[A dangerous guy who is in the abyss and can play with the demons with words. 】
"It's quite impressive to be able to bring the professional characteristics of the warlock into reality." Wei Chen sighed. Sun Xiang's defense had been completely broken by Bai Mo, and he stood there stupidly without moving.
After Moriarty dealt a wave of damage again, he stopped in boredom. The guy should have gone offline, and the other four members of Jia Shi also gave up resistance. They should have all left.
"If the professional league still allows players from both sides to communicate, Xiaobai's ability should be able to improve a lot." Zhang Jiale said with a smile.
"It's not that serious. I just say what I think. Besides, not everything I say is trash, right?" Bai Mo smiled.
Ye Xiu lit a cigarette and silently looked at the battle mage standing there, as if he saw One Autumn Leaf holding the Quexie.
"Indeed, if that kid really figures it out, his strength will probably increase a lot. He might even become a true fighting god by then." Old Wei said worriedly.
"Who cares...Oh? By the way, Brother Ye, is that girl with cold little hands the priest teammate we are going to prepare for?" Bai Mo took a sip of water to moisten his dry throat, and pointed at the girl with cold little hands who was still beside Yingfeng Buzhen.
"Yes." Ye Xiu glanced at the cold little hands and nodded with a smile: "How is it?"
Forehead……
Wei Chen, Bai Mo and Zhang Jiale were all silent for a while, and finally Bai Mo spoke: "Standing treatment is definitely accurate, and the accuracy is extremely high, but if the situation is a little chaotic..." Bai Mo closed his mouth, obviously thinking of the fact that the treatment was originally intended for Dante, but he didn't expect to give it to the qigong master.
"This is already pretty good. If it was really that kind of excellent seedling, we wouldn't have gotten our turn." Ye Xiu blew out a puff of smoke and asked leisurely, "I just want to ask you if there is any other way to help from the perspective of Silver Weapon."
"Brother Ye, you may have some misunderstandings. What you are talking about is not called silver weapons and silver equipment, but scripts and plug-ins." Bai Mo said expressionlessly: "Silver weapons are just silver weapons. How much power they can exert depends on the user."
“Alas… The main reason is that this kid is still a college student. This is his last year, so there is no good way to train him…” Ye Xiu sighed, “What a headache…”
"However, I vaguely grasped some ideas, which may be able to make up for it to him..." Bai Mo touched his chin and his eyes became playful.
When Wei Chen and Zhang Jiale saw Bai Mo's current expression, they could imagine how Sun Xiang's defense was broken just now. They both shuddered at the same time and moved to the side without leaving a trace.
"Let's go! Let's not fight tonight!" Chen Guo rushed over excitedly: "Let's go, I'll show you the new dormitory!"
“That’s fine. I just went through a super intense battle and I’m still quite tired. It would be better for me to have a good rest tonight.” Ye Xiu rubbed his wrist.
Wei Chen and Zhang Jiale naturally had no objections.
"That's good... Uh? Xiaobai? What are you doing?" Chen Guo took a quick glance and didn't see Bai Mo, who was usually the most obedient. She tilted her head to take a look and found that Bai Mo was leaning over the computer, recording something quickly.
"Oh, maybe it's to record the inspiration just now?" Zhang Jiale narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Xiao Bai really deserves to be the chief researcher. The professional quality of the researcher is really... huh? Boss Old Ye, what are you looking at?"
"Um, Lao Zhang, usually, when Xiaobai records his inspirations for Silver Weapon, he writes them down in a white notebook. If I'm not mistaken, the one in his hand now seems to be black, right?" Ye Xiu sweatdropped.
"Is there any difference between black and white?" Old Wei, who had just gone out to the toilet, walked in carelessly with his trousers held up and asked curiously.
“Yes… Xiaobai calls that black notebook the Death Note…” Ye Xiu hesitated for a moment and said, “The first guild to be recorded was the Jia Dynasty in District 10, and the second was the guild group led by Samsara that hunted down Moriarty and Lord Grim…”
"Oh, by the way, I haven't watched the video you told me about before." Zhang Jiale became interested and excitedly opened the computer closest to the door and started searching.
"Someone has offended Xiaobai again?" Chen Guo suddenly became alert and asked mysteriously.
"Jia Dynasty... a sharpshooter blew Moriarty's head off." Ye Xiu smiled: "Then Excellent Era's Sun Xiang and Liu Hao came with three regular players to block me..."
"Fuck! So violent?" Chen Guo was shocked: "Then they are..."
“The new president of Jia Dynasty should be able to retire early, right?” Ye Xiu smiled.
"Is it really that amazing?" Wei Chen squeezed next to Zhang Jiale with some disbelief and watched the video together.
Chen Guo, who had originally urged everyone to go see the house together, became silent and quietly walked behind Bai Mo, wanting to see what was written on the black notebook.
"It should be enough for the guys in the design department to work overtime for a few days... Forget about the others for now and keep them as a deterrent." Bai Mo closed the notebook.
"Xiaobai ..."
"Fuck, Sister Chen, what are you doing!"
"Let me see that notebook..." Chen Guo smiled and pointed at the black notebook in Bai Mo's hand.
"No, Sister Chen, this is my deterrent power! Do not tell anyone else about it." Bai Mo said righteously, "Boss Wei, Brother Zhang, why are you ...looking at me like that?"
"Blue Brook Pavilion..."
"Hundred Flower Valley..."
"I didn't offend you, did I?" Zhang Jiale and Wei Chen spoke at the same time. They were also frightened by the rebellious warlock's massacre and the suicide summoner.
This guy is definitely a good material for being a warlock!
