Clawson Show Live Room.
As the showdown begins, the virtual screen projects the final survival number of the final circle, 12.
The 12-column player's special effects support expands from top to bottom! Bottom player power has risen wildly. In the studio, colorful golden ads poured in from all sides, as if they were broadcasting ads with complimentary arts--
Cut back to the knockout field.
Broken mirror compartment.
Caesar, dressed in a dark red embroidered gown, gasped and rose slowly.
”At the behest of Xiangxiang and Blood Pigeon,
Bullet screen: “Damn, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha”
Ninety percent of the seats on the field rush wildly towards Caesar!
This white moonlight raid directly burst into the waist, and the head of the 1m 9s at the moment under the dress highlights an entire 300kg of king's aura, a plaque that no fairy tale queen has ever owned!
Caesar slowly lifted the machete!
The queen's armpit snapped and forked the thread, and the dress was pulled up by her arms, revealing brisk, wild legs. Once again, Caesar forked the Byzantine lantern sleeves - not the lantern sleeves, but Caesar's expanded deltoid and triceps!
“!!” The hidden observation outside the door, Yu Chu pulled his leg and ran!
Caesar's gaze is like a copper bell, his face is as big as a plate, and his fishbone skirt is supported by a huge kinetic action. As Caesar runs, the perimeter of the enclosure creates a circle of carbon-based, high-hardness extending protective layers at visible speeds, which are then tempered and reinforced to form the indestructible Caesar Fortress:
“How dare you run along with Grandpa Caesar?! I'm wearing your [beep -] dress...”
In the Clawson Show Live Room, the audience was overwhelmed and enthusiastically discussed: "The Hardcore Queen!”, “Snow White slumped and opened her eyes, this shouldn't scare her back! ”
At the center of the scene, Yu Chu finally gave up his resistance after Caesar's mechanically enhanced offense, which seemed quite straightforward and soft-hearted: “We were not allies at all. I've counted you, but now I've repaid you with all my gear. Calculate that you have an extra ally in your emptiness, one piece of gear, great value for money, you calm down - think about it...”
Outside the lens, the explaining blood pigeon mentor calmly thinks, as if this were the case.
But Caesar didn't say a word and cut it! Yu Hatsuki instantly exploded into a lifeboat!
Blood pigeon: "…”
Smile at Xiangxiang: Caesar doesn't seem to think about this feature very carefully.
The giant silver lifeboat rolled down the hallway. Currently there are 11 survivors.
In response to Xiangxiang's control of the plane, the camera gave Caesar a heavy armor of the fortified cake skirt fortress, and the female mentor came to the same conclusion as Witchcraft: "Queen Evolution Defense, Gallon Evolution Attack, Nightingale Evolution Agility. So now Caesar...”
A loud and loud live radio!
Like a heavy metal impact, an alloy arrow wrapped around a pinching wind coming from the corner of the corridor and hitting Caesar in the metal joints of his arm!
Xiangxiang was stunned and opened his mouth.
Caesar's mechanical armor defense was plagiarized, and he was not broken by the arrows. He just dropped a few superficial parts and Tinker Bell rolled down the stairs. Xiangxiang immediately responded: “Is it the arrow of Left Po Tong? Unfortunately, Caesar's current defense is such that none of the cold-weapons on the field can break the armor. ”
“Now, let's give the camera to Galen and the Nightingale...”
Host position steering.
From the first point of view of one of the auxiliary seats, Caesar jumps up and fights with the archers. At the corner of the corridor, Left Potong quickly picked up the metal parts that rolled off the Queen's elbow and retreated with Ming Yao as quickly as possible.
The other end of the corridor.
Switch the camera for a moment and the atmosphere in the live channel is suddenly hot!
If Wei beat the average athlete and Caesar beat Yu Chu up mechanical armor against ordinary humans, then Cohen and Nightingale are based on black fairy tales, mechanical punks and the visual impact of women's clothing.
Right in the middle of the screen, Witch Jane was very asthmatic, her knee metal extension joint was scrapped, and the surrounding white stockings showed carbon black due to burning. Across the street, Wei Yan was nothing less than a witch. A pair of pink wings were blown half way, and the intent of the war burned like a bear.
Enemy of even power.
Camera seats poured quickly toward the two of us!
When Xiangxiang answered the microphone, he quickly said: "Without a doubt, Wei Yan showed the perfect S-level performance. But it must be remembered that witch players have a slightly better strategy. Cohen's weakened restraint on nightingales is reflected in thrusters, robotic arm speed determination, defense, and star aiming in several directions. ”
“It is well known that Witch Jane is an A-level trainer, and with the rule of restraint, Witch Jane can easily defend against Wei Yan's offense, even better than he did in previous rounds of elimination...”
Wei Fei jumped from the sky, the blade of the rose bayonet filled with electric light went down, and the thunderbolt jumped!
Witch Jane's side gave way, then her right hand wrapped in glue soft armor grabbed Wei Fei's blade hard...
Xiangxiang was not surprised: “He wants solvent Wei's knife blade... wait! ”
Witch Jane did not hesitate to give the modification order, and the moment before her palm touched the blade, the teenager spread the same flashing metal armor from his wrist to his fingertips.
Wei Fei suddenly coagulated, retreating the knife--
The corner of the witch's mouth is ripped off. It is impossible to hold the blade and pull it in its own direction. The impedance of the contact surface between the metallized arm and the blade is reduced, and hundreds of milliamps of deadly current are suddenly emitted under the power output of the high voltage mechanical core!
Pfft!
Cohen and Nightingale collided like two metal armors. The ceiling is blown up by electric light! The earthen brick slammed down. Nightingale retreats rapidly, the evil spirit Galen never dies!
The Clawson Show Studio, responding to Xiangxiang's surprise, said: "This… suicide attack has the greatest destructive power, but the players have lost and lost. There are more than two mechanical queens on the field. Even if we kill Wei Yan and Caesar, the little witch doesn't have to...”
The blood dove shook his head: "The problem is Caesar. ”
“With only 10 survivors left, Caesar has just failed in his pursuit of the well tool, eliminating the thin firefighter for exasperation, and armor has been reinforced. That is, apart from the three female ghosts, there are only seven 'rations’ on the field that can be sacrificed to female ghosts. ”
“If Witch Jane continues to wrestle with Wei, whoever wins, he will be waiting for Caesar, who devours seven men and whose neutron cannons will not die. ”
“On the contrary, if we do this quickly - we can take rations from Caesar and continue to evolve. That's how capital competes with Caesar for first. ”
Seventh Round of Knockout Studios.
The dome broke coke black by the flames of strong currents, and the rubble of the bricks fell like the rubble of a nuclear explosion! Witch Jane rose from the ruins and entered a state of battle with Wei Yan at the same time -
Far from the corner of the corridor, a crossbow arrow was used to sharply scream at Witch Jane's player.
The tip of the knife rested silently against his neck.
The guardian appeared as a ghost.
When the athlete immediately recognised the defense, he did not hesitate to turn the crossbow arrow towards Wei Yan: “Let's make a deal, I will help Witch Jane...”
The voices are down, the lifebay blows up!
The last Clawson B + player to survive was suddenly swallowed into the life-class, calling it bitterness. Aren't the little witches allies? How can you help a little witch? Wait, Wei Shi ambushed here, can help Ling solve Wei Yan at any time, and let Wu Lin fight herself...
So what's he doing here? Nothing, just defend the single-minded fairness of Witchcraft 1v1??
Outside the lifebay, the guard knifed indifferently and kicked the spherical compartment out of sight.
Beneath the ruptured dome, Wei wandered to rise and fall, and the damage to the mechanical modification was significantly greater than that of Witchcraft. Likewise, the electric currents swung around the witch Jane, and some of the metal casings of the Galen peeled off, revealing rows of small, single combat weapons.
Once stabbed, Wei simply tore off a shoulder dress. The pitch-black battle vest outlines the tight muscle lines. Up is the cold, faceless face, down is the pink fairy chiffon dress.
Skirts flying!
The thrusters started abruptly, Wei diffracted his right arm, the rose bayonet was thrown from the top down into the sky, and while the witch was hiding, the nightingale went straight down, and the fire library opened carefully on the right side of the bundle waist, and the miniature blue laser gun pointed straight at the witch's eyebrow!
Witch Jane flash lifted her arms, the metal shield that originally wrapped her arms spread like wings, and instantly joined the laser center, then the mechanical gear buckle around her, the chainsaw power dagger ejected from the intersection of the waist box, aiming for Wei diffractive weapon box to sharply sharpen--
The dagger is scrapped at the same time as the weapon box, and the chainsaw can go straight into the core of laser energy, with countless fluorescent blue lights like rain blowing up!
The two blocked their heads almost at the same time.
Hydrocarbon combustion does not cause bursting damage due to the loss of the thrusters and floats in the air like a blue ghost. And the energy clusters that were supposed to be released after contact with the target were ignited in advance, and the flames of blue flame caught in the smell of sulfur paper dust gushed out a lot.
The sight is foggy white.
Fluorescent blue dots spin, dissipate, gush, spin.
Oxygen is consumed in large quantities.
In the fog, the cheeks beneath the witch's mask were red as they held their breath. Under the damaged glue soft nail, the skin was cut out of the lane.
The corridor exit is just over a dozen meters away, just rushing past to break out of the fight and breathe in fresh oxygen.
But now is his best chance.
Cohen's mechanical armor is damaged for the most part and nourishes. And the Nightingale -- because of the rule suppression, the Nightingale's armor was at first half weaker than Galen's.
Wei Yan has no more defensive coating available.
Witch Jane backhanded out the knife behind her back.
Half a minute later.
All players' watches are ticking twice, Wei Di is eliminated, and the current survival number is 9.
Witch Jane flushed her head out of the fog and breathed hard.
Then he reaches out and summons the big man: "Come on, come on, come on! ”
The cameras that just shot the battle were blown up several times, and the rest turned dizzy in the dust. One almost got caught up and kicked back by Jane.
Before the camera notices...
Witch Jane reached out in front of the guard and her eyes flashed.
Fluorescent blue hydrocarbon combustion is close to the palm of Witchcraft's barely intact, insulated coating, and the flame is weak and dying.
Like a caught blue firefly.
The guardian raised his lips and put a wig between his little curly hair.
Witch Jane released the little fireflies and the light burned out.
“25 minutes to the end of an hour,” Witch Jane looked at the watch, threw away the dull dagger, and replaced it with Wei Yan's rose thorn thorn knife, proud of herself: “Wait for my early submission. ”
The bodyguard said, "Okay. ”
I scrapped myself for nothing the other two days. I only wrote 3,000 today. I didn't finish the game. I almost got the plot. Tomorrow I will continue T_T!
Babies, don't sit too long, exercise too much, or you'll be like white tears! Chipmunk!
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