Mages Are Too OP

Roland and others continue to wait for new events while resting and returning to energy.

Behind them, a captain is talking to Lin.

“How do you think these two teams were trained? He was quick and tough and seemed to have a lot of power. ”

Lin Zhongtong shook his head: “They were right to do it quickly and harshly, but the power is not great. It's just that they know more about power skills. ”

“Strength skills… do these things really work?” Lin Zhou said helplessly: “The most important thing is to train the muscles, stack them up and you have them. ”

Lin Zhongtong said, "Actually, I don't think it's hard for me to be strong or fast, but I think you should be able to do it, and I personally think the most outrageous thing is their cooperation and control over the battle situation. ”

One captain was a little confused.

Lin Zhongtong continued to whisper: “I have watched every game, even recorded video, watched it over and over, studied it over and over again. At first glance, they appear to be fast, but personally, they have a keen fighting instinct. When to attack, when to cooperate, they are clearly divided and quite tacit. ”

“Gaps in experience?” A captain frowned: "It doesn't make sense. They'll have more field experience than we do. We've been there at least three times, and this is the first time they've been in action. ”

“Probably experience in action elsewhere. For example, their own internal consultations.” Li Zhaotong shrugged: “After all, they are all students of Qi Shaoqiu. ”

“Makes sense.” A captain looked at Qi Shaoqiu and his eyes got warmer.

The eight-first round soon began, and Roland and others met with the bats.

Far worse than the Fur 2 team, you don't even need to cooperate, that is, go up to the horn and chop it off.

Roland et al. think this is normal, the bats are about the same size as them and far worse than the Mao 2 team.

The audience in the live broadcast room was excited to say that they were helping the country get revenge.

The four-winning race met the three Mao teams.

By now, the furrowers had noticed the black horse in the second squad, and had also made a targeted arrangement.

But it still didn't work. It took more than a dozen seconds to get to the party.

And then the championship.

Almost all eyes converge in the center of the field.

The female anchor lifted her cell phone and hung a power bank on it, and she said nervously: “Finally, the championship battle is here, hopefully the second team will win. ”

The live broadcast room is also a barrage of prayer teams winning, and of course, cold water throwers always have it.

Almost all of the country's leaders have turned on the video feature of their phones.

They think that if this black horse wins the Mao team, then their formation, their methods of warfare, must have something to learn from.

This time, the Mao Zi Squad is out of a 3-2 compact formation.

It does have a certain anti-surprise effect, but it is still of little use.

The Mao Zi team is a little stronger than the second team, but only a little, no qualitative change.

And Roland, in the game, they've had a lot of fights, big and small, all of them 'life and death fights’.

Roland's combat experience is arguably the least for everyone, but also stronger than the other side.

At this time, Lee Lin and Rafael's proximity careers truly demonstrated what they called 'cold weapons' combat.

Although the opponent is taller in stature, the two are hardcore and game-learned shield strike techniques that break the other's defensive formation and overthrow the two.

After that, the three seedlings kept their distance from each other and clamped back and forth, and Harsey chopped down the remaining three hairs.

One of the hairs was tough, holding the fence, how could he not ‘fall', this near-deceptive means, Rafael had no courtesy, shielded the sword and slapped it on the other person's helmet.

After a series of quick hits, the fur was vividly stunned.

After winning, Roland and others were treated almost like heroes, but they left the arena without excitement or even a helmet.

Because there were team fights ahead, the award ceremony had to wait until four days later, which was exactly what Roland and others wanted. They refused the interview with the female anchor, went straight back to the athlete's area, took off their armor and slipped away quietly.

They then spent a day and a half in Jingnan City and then took the high-speed train home. As for trophies and prizes, it is up to Qi Shaoqiu generation to collect them.

Roland threw his backpack to the ground and couldn't wait to turn the computer on, as the server finished updating at night and reopened.

He wanted to see what important news was on the forum, or the content, and it turned out to be all sand sculpture netizens painting ‘hard time', ‘I'm dying without games' and other water stickers.

I waited until 10: 00 p.m. and Roland, who had already been washed, went into the game room.

Soon he fell asleep and, when he woke up, found himself standing in the study of the estate.

Roland took a deep breath, and the magic in the air poured into the body like water.

He suddenly stunned. Before he left, it was obviously full of MP... Why is MP almost gone now?

He shouted and sat back in the chair.

And then he looked around, and a comfortable feeling greased out.

Although the real world had relatives, he had to admit that the world made him feel more comfortable.

Magic everywhere fills his spiritual void.

After sitting in a chair for a while, Roland noticed that a fifth of the MP was no longer affecting his movements, he pushed the door out and saw a waitress staring at him in the hallway.

Roland wondered how the waitress saw a ghost face.

Then the waitress turned around and ran away, screaming: “The master is back, the master is back! ”

Mm-hmm.

Roland is even more obscene.

At this point, Roland suddenly heard a noise, a flower in front of him, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, dragging out more than a dozen shadows along the way.

Then he felt himself embraced by a warm embrace.

“You're back, you're back!” The familiar voice carries a grudging fear: “You've been gone for 21 days, and I thought you didn't want me either! ”

Andonala cried with tears, and her expression was very depressing, even with a weak temperament.

21 days?

Roland understood something.

At this point, a running noise came from the stairwell, and Vivian with her dress appeared in the hallway, and she saw Roland, scratching her red eyes hard.

Seven days, 21 days!

Roland finds it strange that in the past servers were routinely shut down every day and the world's time stopped.

But why this update is still running out of time.