Chapter 1812 Wuji's Strategy

Because tactics are different from operations, it is inevitable that a high level of operation means strong strength, while tactics have a certain success rate.

If someone treats it cautiously, the success rate of tactical flow is likely to be so low that I can't believe it.

"I'll play in the next game." March's wind glanced at his teammates and said, "I'll show you guys so that we won't die in the hands of second-rate players like this. If we lose to btr Forget it, how embarrassing it is to lose to such an amateur team."

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On the side of the mob team, the expression on Mingdu's face was unsatisfactory, and he was shaking his head and sighing: "What a pity, what a pity."

"yes."

Seeing this, Wang Yu comforted him, "It's just a little bit short of you winning."

"Fart! Winning or losing has nothing to do with me." Mingdu rolled his eyes at Wang Yu and said, "When the girl hugged me just now, if I turned around, wouldn't she just give me a bottle of facial cleanser?"

"???"

Wang Yu asked blankly, "Facial cleanser? Can you still bring cosmetics on the field?"

"Oh, I have nothing in common with you." Mingdu shook his head speechlessly, and sat back in his seat, leaving only Wang Yu standing there wondering how this facial cleanser was brought into the game.

"I'll play the third round."

Seeing that Ming was defeated by others, the evildoer said bravely: "Be safe in the first match, we get one more point for one point."

"How can you kill a chicken with a sledgehammer." Wuji waved his hand and said, "I'll do it."

"you?"

Everyone was surprised: "It's not good for you, a pastor, to go on stage and mess with people."

How should I put it, although Wuji is the leader of the gangsters of the Quanzhen Sect, he is only a priest after all. Leaving aside the operation skills, this profession is not a combat profession, okay?

"It's even more impossible to let you go up." Wuji said lightly: "In terms of operation, we can't do it except Lao Niu and the others. If we engage in tactics, with the lessons learned just now, they will definitely not be fooled again. This is the first We can't show our strength in one game, and you guys will definitely not be able to stand up, so now I can only let me play."

"Bah! You're useless!" Linglong Meng looked aside with contempt.

"That's good too, even if there are no eggs." Wuji gave Linglong Meng a wretched look.

"I rely on it!"

Linglong Meng was taken aback when she heard the words, and she was about to abolish Wuji in anger.

Wuji smiled slightly, turned into a ray of light and teleported to the arena.

At the same time, the wind of March is already waiting in the ring.

The wind of March was dressed in a cyan robe, holding a gray staff in his hand, and a huge cyan gemstone was inlaid on the top of the staff.

Obviously, March's wind profession is a mage, and he is also an extremely rare wind mage.

In terms of output ability, wind mages are slightly inferior to fire and thunder types, but in terms of pk ability, wind mages are definitely second to none.

Because the strongest element of this professional master holographic online game pk - speed.

Although it is only a sentence in the movie that the only thing that can't be broken in martial arts in the world is fast, you can really do whatever you want if you run fast in the game.

Wind mages can use various wind magic to bless themselves with speed.

Add a small buff to the body, not to mention running like a rabbit, but also flying around in the sky, and there is no pre-chanting for casting spells. To sum it up in one sentence, it comes and goes like the wind.

Ordinary assassins have to stay away from wind mages.

As for Wuji...

Seeing Wuji play, not only was the audience silent, but even the two commentators Jinglei and Fengshuang didn't know what to say.

Meow, this mob team is really confusing.

Warlocks still have control skills and poison all over, and they also have some ok abilities. What's the matter with priests?

For such a purely auxiliary profession, is it impossible to give the opponent milk and blood to support the opponent to death?

Looking at Wuji who was smiling and harmless to humans and animals on the stage, both Jinglei and Fengshuang's heads grew big.

After the two games just now, everyone realized the unusualness of this rabble team. At this time, the priest suddenly came to the field to fight against the people. Everyone didn't think it was too strange, but they couldn't figure out what was going on in the minds of these guys .

Let's talk about priests, this is an auxiliary profession, and the PK style of the heads-up king profession will definitely not have an advantage.

But everyone has also seen the various tactics of the mob team. If the profession of priest is not good, they are afraid of being slapped in the face.

Retired professional masters are also masters, and their faces still have to bleed.

"Hehe...hehe."

Of course, as a commentator, it’s okay for the players to go on stage without introducing them. Jinglei could only introduce with a dry smile: “This mob team’s selection is still as unique as ever. They even chose a priest to come out for a one-on-one match. Isn’t there something bad about it?”

"Isn't it... These guys are full of bad things, and it's probably not at ease to have a priest come out."

When the audience on the stage heard the words, they secretly thought of it in unison.

"snort!"

On the ring, Feng Sanyue looked Wuji up and down, and snorted coldly: "If there are any plots and tricks, use them all."

"Hehe! So you can also speak Mandarin."

Hearing the words of March's wind, Wuji walked forward and said with a smile: "What kind of tricks and tricks can a priest like me have? In the face of absolute strength, tricks and tricks are useless."

"It seems that you are not stupid."

Seeing Wuji approaching him, Sanyue Feng frowned, raised his staff, and a wind blade shot at Wuji.

"Puff!"

With a muffled sound, the wind blade slashed on Wuji's body, and the blood bar on Wuji's head dropped sharply.

Wuji took his time and threw a healing technique on his head.

"brush!"

The blood bar is full.

"hey-hey!"

After returning to full blood, Wuji pointed to his head and said with a chuckle: "Come on, just fight, see if you output faster or I heal faster."

"???!!!"

As soon as Wuji said this, March Feng couldn't help being taken aback.

Jing Lei in the audience couldn't help but wondered: "What's going on? Could it be that this pastor is going to die with the mage?"

The only shortcoming of the wind mage is the output, and the holy priest is best at killing blood. If you beat me to brush these two professions, there is really no time.

You know, the priest can not only milk blood but also the invincible holy light shield, so why can't he follow the wind and waste thirty minutes.

In this way, the Arirang team will suffer a lot.

After all, the priest is not a combat profession, but the wind method is a proper combat system. If March's wind and Wuji have a zero-to-zero match in the ring, wouldn't it be equivalent to supporting a home carry?

"Hey!" Seeing Feng's expression in March, Wuji suggested with a smile: "You can't kill me and I can't kill you if this goes on. It's not good to waste 30 minutes of everyone's precious time. Why don't we just call it a draw?" Forget it."./4_4613/

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