Come against the wind, exchange your glory

Chapter 655 Fighting against the White Tiger ([-])

Everyone could see the Karmic Fire Red Lotus totem appearing at the feet of the White Tigers, and the sword screen was spinning around them. Bing Ci and Han Wu cooperated with each other, the Karmic Fire tempered the silver knife, and the people in the formation continued to lose blood.

"Rime God's Death Judge! It's Rime God's Death Judge, ahhh—"

The fans in the audience stood up excitedly, screaming as if they were going to blow over the ceiling of the arena.

However, in the next second, the death lotus under their feet split into pieces, and Bingci's knife curtain exploded with a "broken" sound.

Thousands of fragments engulfing the fire of karma disappeared into the air.

The audience at the scene and in front of the screen widened their eyes in shock.

"The judge of death...was broken?"

The White Tiger Assassin's spear stabbed straight at Bing Ci, and the White Tiger's top laner and support also emerged from the left and right sides.

Han Wu subconsciously went up to protect her from harm, but was stopped by Bing Ci's "go".

Han Wu didn't hesitate to leave the battlefield and return to the city to defend his home. Bing Ci was besieged by four people and was still showing his blood. In desperation, he was able to kill two people back, and he still had two C's.

The White Tiger Assassin's scalp was numb from the show, and he couldn't regain his senses after looking at the death screen for a long time.

After readjusting his mentality, he said to the other players: "I think everyone has seen clearly how Sail got close to the ADC. This should be what Rime said before the game, let Sail cut the C, and then we must guard against him no matter what."

This is the strength of the white tiger in the later stage, cracking the opponent's tricks as quickly as possible to strengthen its own defense.

Cheng Ge and the others counted the seconds of resurrection. From the expressions on their faces, it could be seen that the fact that Han Wu's death judge was easily deciphered had a great impact on them.

"God Rime must be very sad. Kneeling on the spot, the death judge's tricks have been cracked by the opponent one after another."

The camera panned over Han Wu's face, but nothing could be seen on that face.

Even the commentators are a little worried about whether he can continue the game in his current state. After all, in the late stage of Baihu, unless you create a shocking skill, otherwise...

Four hours have passed since the game.

Both sides can't let the other party wipe out and then a wave.

Bingci could already clearly feel the discomfort in his right wrist, and it really was because he had been away for too long.

The more you drag back, the greater the pressure on the right hand, and the speed may not be able to keep up.

Siyue could see her slow hand speed just from the movement of replenishing soldiers.

Heh, I thought you would at least switch back to your left hand when you were facing me. Sure enough, I think highly of you?

But Bing Ci did not change back to his left hand as he wanted.

The two teams came to the middle lane tacitly, wanting to decide the winner.

Han Wu issued an attack order, Yuan Bao flashed into the arena, and Bingci followed closely behind and flashed away to open the group.

Their goal is only one: cut C.

Han Wu failed to cut in, and retreated immediately.

In this wave, Bingci and Yuanbao sacrificed.

"The defense is too tight, I can't cut in," Ji Xiang was already sweating profusely, and his will was shaken for a moment.

The death time is getting longer and longer, don't wait for them to clear the line and wait for them to resurrect.

Under the stage, Mr. Chen was holding a light sign that didn't know if it was a dumpling or an ingot, and he looked anxious. It has been several hours, why is it still not over?

When he was upset and angry, the voice of the fans next to him reached his ears,

"In the past, it was obvious that you could win, why is it like this now?"

"Stop being lazy and not training, busy participating in variety shows, busy making money, anyway, aren't they a popular team now? It doesn't matter if you win or lose!"

Young Master Chen can't wait to go up and tear up the mouth of the person who spoke, fart your mother, sit in front of the computer and train for ten hours a day, try it, besides eating and sleeping, once there is a game, the agreed free time is not enough To be used for training.

I didn't even have time to make an appointment to watch a movie.

If he is angry, he can't really do it here, and it won't be worth the loss if he is invited out by the security guards.

Then, under the noisy audience, a clear and high-pitched male voice broke out.

"Come on, NSE! Come on, Yuanbao!"

Driven by him, more and more fans began to support NSE.

(End of this chapter)