The King’s Moment

“Wow!”

A sudden shock erupted in the headphones, shocked Hua Mountain subconsciously raised his head to help the headphones, only to think that the headphones were going to be shocked by this sound.

Blood!

Just as everyone was still deeply worried about the enemy's inability to fight into the wilderness, “Go see opposite” had come to take away the blood of the jet newspaper, and it had to be the other party's fight, the core strong man Xu Zhou Tong's head.

“How do you fight!” The teammates were excited to ask how much had happened. They only saw what had happened to the hundred miles of compliance moving across the street to the Blue Zone. When King Lanling's head suddenly lit up on the small map, when they looked over, there was only King Lanling's body on the ground and his foot stepped on the Blue BUFF, turning to clear the field of the hundred miles of compliance.

“Shit!” Another team of audio channels came from Xu Zhoutong's growl. As a field fielder, the early rhythm is critical. Xu Zhou Tong has not lost a blood, but it is usually an exchange made after a vicious war between the two sides. As now, he was directly attacked and took blood, which can be said to be unique in Xu Zhou Tong's career. This is a lifelong eagle, and then Sparrow pecks his eyes?

What happened?

His teammates were equally puzzled, and when they came over, they didn't even have a vision. Xu Zhoutong is the number one brand in Qing training camp. We dare not ask!

Good thing the Blue Zone offense went smoothly this way. But then, at best, the wilderness is an exchange, because the crowd is too concentrated, and on the side of the road they must be losing troops. In this way, the intention of the previous period to directly collapse the other party's ginger teeth system with the power of mountain climbing and sea falling is considered bankrupt.

Remove the Blue BUFF four-man grass and disperse. Xu Zhoutong's Lanling King was also resurrected at this time, and the steps out of the spring were teeth-cutting.

He didn't greet his teammates. King Lan Ling was a hero who was always on his own. The support of his teammates sometimes revealed his whereabouts. Besides, Zhou Tongxin still has a sense of pride in his heart. This lost head will have to be repaid at least three times.

“Hundred miles you wait.” Xu Zhou Tong actually made a statement on the whole channel, as if it were a game to the game.

“This…” the staff in charge of their team immediately looked up and glanced at Mount Hua Hua.

Luohua Mountain is also helpless, in the professional arena, provocation or ridicule of opponents are not allowed, even if ordinary players do not know, how can Xu Zhou Tong not know.

But this one happens to be such a fierce fiend, let alone an opponent, who even his teammates ridiculed directly in the game. Whether this should be handed over to their team or punished officially makes the alliance quite tangled.

So where will he see this youth training competition? It can be quite polite to send such a sentence when he is angry.

“Let's talk about it later.” Shanhua Mountain said to the staff, and as a result his voice had just fallen, he saw how this side of the 100-mile covenant had been respected and responded.

“Can we talk?” Why do you ask?

“Uh, I don't know.” Jiang Zifang said.

“KPL, no one talks, right?” Zhao Yun said.

“Probably too busy to take care of. Is there such a rule in the professional world?” Surrey across the street couldn't bear to join the discussion.

The person most familiar with the rules of the profession is Xu Zhou Tong, of course, but watching everyone start discussing him doesn't squeak.

The three men watching the war once again showed their helpless expression. This game is still playing and talking, don't say KPL, it's their youth training competition is the only one! To say the rules, there is no explicit prohibition, but with the high intensity and rhythm of the pro, how can a player stop a text chat? It is the time of resurrection such as spring water, which is also busy looking at the situation and thinking about the next step!

Chat, means distraction, means interruption of rhythm. Pro players can't afford to avoid this. Where else do they need rules to restrain them?

At the moment this...

Fortunately, the conversation within the bureau did not continue, and Zhihua Mountain did not say much. He continued to look helplessly.

The ginger tooth system, first to level 4, is a big rhythm. But conversely, if the ginger tooth system does not reap enough benefits at such a large rhythm point, the system loses its value, and the further back it hits, the worse it will become.

Professional-level Xu Zhou Tong naturally knew this, but he lost Blue BUFF after giving blood, but the advantages of King Lanling's invisibility made him feel there was still a chance. When it was detected that the opponent had begun laying out the first tyrant, Xu Zhou Tong's Lanling King cautiously did not trigger anyone's warning signal. He dived behind the tyrant pit and pinched the punishment in his hand. This tyrant was prepared to steal everything in exchange for his life.

Coming!

Two minutes, the first tyrant refreshes. One side with an absolute hierarchical advantage cannot afford to take it, but it also seems clear that the opponents are suppressed by the hierarchy at this time, and they have no quarrel with this tyrantine.

“Go ahead.” I don't know who said it, but a few people went into tyrant pits.

We have to hide!

Zhou Tong hastily retreated his King of Lanling, caught close to the distance, at which point the shots were fired.

The breath of the wind, instead of shooting at the tyrant, struck a string of blood flowers on the head of his Lanling King. He saw Zhao Yun's thunder dragon rush towards the tyrant, followed the big trick of Tianxiang's dragon, but the thunderbolt struck him beside him, shocking him to the halfway sky, the broken cloud dragon stabbed him.

Discovered?

Being hit with such precision, Xu Zhou Tong did not know how he had been exposed. When King Lanling landed, he quickly fainted. Zhao Yun was already at the limit of his hand speed. When King Lanling wanted to go, he saw that Cao Cao had waved his sword towards him and cut him off. He was on his way.

At the same time, the gun went off again.

The second blow of the wind took the life of King Lan Ling and the last glimmer of vision before his death. Xu Zhou Tong saw the other party turn around very smoothly to continue beating the tyrant.

Is this about firing him and then tyrants?

Xu Zhou Tong's heart resented him, but also wondered how he could be perceived by the other party. He had been very carefully caught at a distance, and he could be sure that he had not triggered anyone's exclamation warning.

But soon, his eyes fell on the grass behind the tyrant pit.

He hasn't come and hid in the grass, he can't see the grass, but he can be sure that there must be a hundred miles of silent eyes lying in the grass at this time. Isn't it normal to use this skill to prevent enemy attacks when hitting tyrants and rulers?

“That's too careless.” The three of them shook their heads in succession. Of course, they would have seen it a long time ago, so when King Lanling of Xu Zhou Tong cautiously touched it, they kept watching it with a sympathetic eye. They are well aware of the location of this quiet eye, and as long as Zhou Tong has some thoughts on the tyrant, he will definitely expose himself first.

As a result, indeed.

Xu Zhoutong lost his second head, and when they took down the tyrant, he invaded the other side of the Blue Zone.