Full-time master: I, Liu Hao, have changed my mind

Chapter 72 Taunting Baihua fans!

Tang Hao's brows furrowed more and more tightly. After Dark Sky's combo was completed and his skills fell into a vacuum period, DeLillo was able to get up from the ground in embarrassment.

Tang Hao was thinking at this time, why did he come up to play his first solo game? Oh, it was to teach Liu Hao a lesson. This guy dared to say bluntly in the post-match interview that "Korean is getting old." He was envious and jealous at the same time. Why wasn't he the one who made such shocking and weeping remarks? ?
He also wanted to say coldly, "The lower level defeats the upper level" after defeating Han Wenqing.

Therefore, he thought of being the first to go on stage and torture Liu Hao. After all, this guy defeated Han Wenqing and tortured Liu Hao, which meant that he could also defeat Han Wenqing...

……

"I underestimated you." Tang Hao suddenly smiled. Although he was tortured by Liu Haoxue, it could not break his heart.

DeLillo roared, weakening An Wutianri's defense. At this time, Anwutianri's skills had entered a vacuum period. Why should a magic swordsman without skills fight a gangster?
Cull!

Tang Hao was like a crazy hunter. When he saw a scarred but harmless little white rabbit, he wanted to immediately string it up and roast it on the fire.

Looking at DeLillo, who was full of flaws, Liu Hao frowned slightly, "Isn't it, such a casual attack? Is he really the Tang Hao who will defeat him in the future?"

An Wutianri carried the sword on his back, then turned around suddenly and used Sun Zheping's sword skill again. Not only did he avoid DeLillo's attack, but he also stole a sword from DeLillo's neck.

Tang Hao looked shocked, but he was not discouraged. Anyway, this sword didn't do much damage. He had all his skills and was able to make up for the health gap.

DeLillo waved his claws wildly, and smashed out the bricks, poison needles, poison bottles and other props in his hand. The crazy attack did knock out a lot of An Wutian's health, but because it was too messy, it did not reach the highest level. output efficiency.

In the end, DeLillo fell, while An Wutian still had nearly 70% of his health. This was an overwhelming victory.

At the end, Tang Hao was naturally unconvinced. He attributed his fiasco to not understanding Liu Hao. He didn't understand Liu Hao's ability to predict, his weapons, and even the rhythm of Liu Hao's attacks. Not understanding it at all, Tang Hao felt that he lost the game because he underestimated his opponent.

"This time, I underestimated you, but next time, I will definitely win!" Tang Hao typed, then pulled out his account card, turned around and walked off the stage.

Liu Hao looked at the handwriting on the public screen and was immediately amused. What? If you lose, say something harsh to save some face? You can't learn from Han Wenqing. If you lose, you lose, and you won't make excuses for yourself.

Although Liu Hao was very disdainful, the Baihua fans present were inspired by Tang Hao.

"Yes! I just like Tang Hao's bloody temperament. If I didn't win this time, it would be great if I win again next time!"

"Come on Tang Hao!"

"Liu Hao was despicable and shameless. He only won the battle by changing his weapons!"

"Down with Liu Hao, down with An Wutianri!"

……

Through the transparent glass window, Liu Hao looked at the excited Baihua fans, and suddenly felt a little unhappy. Why are you still cheering for others when I win?

That won't work. I am the ultimate villain. If the ultimate villain is unhappy, everyone will not be happy.

Liu Hao suddenly had a plan on his mind, and then he said something in Gingyi:

"What? Only by cutting off your head and dropping it to the ground can you look up to my height? Save it, you can't beat me, not now, nor in the future!"

Arrogant! So crazy that there is no limit!
Show off! Pretend to have no friends!

At this moment, everyone in the audience saw this sentence. The scene fell into silence at first, and then Baihua fans burst into angry curses.

Even in a soundproof room, Liu Hao could feel the audience's anger, but he didn't care and was even secretly happy.

"Although I can't hear the outside world, I can feel your helplessness. I like you..."

"You can't stand the way I look, but you can't kill me!" Most of Baihua's home fans are Baihua fans. How could you be so mocking at someone else's home court?
The audience's scolding became even louder, and even many fans from other teams online came to watch.

Seeing Liu Hao's compelling speech, the referee quickly issued a yellow card as a warning:
"Player Liu Hao, you have received a yellow card. Please pay attention to your speech!"

Liu Hao was stunned and asked: "What are you doing? I didn't use any insulting words this time?"

"Significant words are not allowed either," the referee explained.

"Did I mock?"

"Taunting?"

"Which sentence?"

"Every sentence!"

"..."

"..."

……

Finally, Baihua’s second contestant finally took the stage. Du Wenhao is a new player, but the account card he uses is familiar to him.

The mad swordsman is in a mess!

At the moment when the character was loaded, Sun Zheping in the audience suddenly felt a little moved. This was the account card he brought into the professional league. The once glorious number one mad swordsman was now in the hands of an unknown newcomer.

"There is no way." Zhang Jiale patted Sun Zheping on the shoulder, "Baihua really couldn't find a player who could inherit Luohua Chaos, but it couldn't let this account with huge commercial value get stuck in the warehouse and eat dust, so it handed over this newcomer. In hand."

Sun Zheping shook his head, "I'm fine..."

Zhang Jiale lowered his gaze and saw Sun Zheping's trembling hands. He didn't know whether it was because of his hand injury or the excitement of seeing Luo Hua Xiangxi on the field again.

"your hands……"

"It's okay."

……

Game start……

competition is over……

Liu Hao won easily. Although Du Wenhao's Mad Swordsman was quite beautiful, it was completely unattractive. He didn't even understand the essence of the Mad Swordsman. Although he deliberately imitated Sun Zheping's fighting style, it was not as deep as Liu Hao, a half-assed demon. The imitation level of a swordsman.

Liu Hao even had more than half of his health left after a series of two. Baihua's last player on stage failed to stir up any trouble and died tragically under the sword of the dark sky.

The commentator was shocked, the audience in the live broadcast room was shocked, but the Baihua fans at the scene were speechless.

At someone else's home court, beating up the main players of someone else's team is like shitting in someone else's bowl, going to someone else's grave to dance, or even stealing all of someone else's tribute and digesting it before going... …

It's not the least bit insulting... Moreover, Liu Hao has mocked Tang Hao and all Baihua fans before!

At this moment, the nature of the game has changed...

Baihua fans are no longer thinking about winning the game, but in the next team competition, they must kill this piece of shit Liu Hao!
(End of this chapter)