Tiptoeing over the two window bars, the angry madman carrying two big swords retracted his gaze towards the corridor, then jumped hard and rolled from the room on one side of the corridor to the other side of the corridor. The luxurious floor under his feet was still extremely quiet. He leaned against the wall and listened carefully for a while. Finally, in the silent atmosphere again, he confirmed the fact that there were no enemies nearby.
Did they all run away?
Did they find out?
An ominous premonition suddenly occurred in his heart, and he suddenly jumped out of the place where he was hiding, and then ran quickly towards the stairs of the second floor regardless of the sound of footsteps. The thumping sound of the ground reached the left side of the mansion corridor in a few moments, and then stopped again in the abnormal silence. However, the next moment, a warrior figure carrying two swords appeared on the guardrail at the edge of the corridor. , then he held up one hand and jumped down along the edge overlooking the living room. The cold edge of the sword appeared in front of the overturned man in an instant, bringing out a series of dazzling sparks. The angry maniac who rolled to the ground immediately fell back into the kitchen behind the living room, turning around and preparing to parry. The figure of the person who sneaked up on him had disappeared, leaving him with only an empty hall and fragments of the stair guardrail that were still falling, damaged by the aftermath of the previous fight.
"The five elements lack soil...hey."
Shaking his head helplessly, the Angry Maniac pushed himself up and climbed up. Then, while alert to the surrounding movements, he pressed against the wall at the door of the kitchen. His eyes scanned the entrance from the stairs to the basement several times. He stood there and thought for a while, and finally turned around and rushed out of the house through the small window at the back of the kitchen.
"Where is he going?"
The blooming flowers outside the field immediately noticed the movement here: "Why did you run outside the house?"
"Probably we have to go around the back." Duan Qing replied, shaking his head.
"If there is only one entrance to the underground level...then this game will be too boring."
boom!
The camera quickly changed with the figure of the two-sword warrior, and finally returned to the mansion again as a floor-to-ceiling window close to the ground on the first floor was opened. The dark passage was immediately illuminated by a ray of light, revealing the tube-shaped field of vision. In the light and shadow of the flying glass fragments, a sword light also suddenly flashed across. It was the result of the swordsman who had just passed this place in the dark, turning back and slashing in the direction of the window. Unexpectedly, the swordsman waved in vain. The swordsman stood there stunned for a moment, then took two steps back towards the direction of the underground storage room, turned around and hid in the corner at the edge of the passage.
"The Angry Demon didn't draw his sword! He forcibly rushed through Meng Jiangluo's attack! The other party did not choose to pursue rashly, but retreated to the shadow of the basement. It seems that he planned to cut off the contact between the second two people in the world first, and then Their strongest opponent was annihilated outside the gate."
"Except for the resurrected demon hiding in the hostage room, the second team in the world currently only has one living person, the Angry Madman." Duan Qing analyzed: "But with the blood volume plummeting and being injured before, I think Relying on this guy to turn the tide...it's just too difficult."
"There is only one floor-to-ceiling window, and the passage is too narrow. The angry madman who is not suitable for using the big sword is already in a dilemma." Blossoms sighed and said: "Unless he still has a crossbow..."
"He took a crossbow because he seemed to be very good at shooting." Duan Qing replied: "But..."
"This matter must have been expected by the other party."
squeak--
The door at the back of the passage was pushed open again. A player holding the door panel on his arm carefully looked left and right in the darkness, then left the range of the stairs in two steps and stepped into the passage leading to the basement. Taking advantage of the light from the floor-to-ceiling windows along the way, he took a quick look around and met Meng Jiangluo, who was squatting in the opposite corner. Then he took two steps again and approached his teammates: "... Others Woolen cloth?"
"Didn't you see that?"
"..."
"..."
Changfeng Laiege, who was holding the door panel, suddenly turned around and swung his sword in the direction where he came from. Then he took two steps back when the hand was empty, and his eyes began to search towards the corner behind the door. The tense atmosphere suddenly rose in this half-black and half-white area with the vigilant movements of the two people. However, unlike the players in the game, the audience outside the field could easily see where the two-sword warrior was. Positional: "...what's the old saying?"
"CT has not raised its head since ancient times, right?" Duan Qing smiled and answered the flowery question: "It seems appropriate to put it here..."
The fallen swords were like wind and thunder, and the next moment they followed the falling figure of the warrior with his hands on the ceiling, arriving in front of Changfeng Laige. In the bloody light that split the opponent's body and shield in half, a black cold arrow quietly emerged from it, and then pierced into Meng Jiangluo's chest when he just reacted. , sending him to the far side of the passage with his sword. The sound of the hand crossbow hitting the ground was heard in the ears of the audience at this time. At the same time, there were their dull eyes that did not realize what had just happened. The warrior who had already achieved two consecutive kills did not pay any attention to it. The meaning of the victory was that he suddenly turned around while throwing away the crossbow, and danced the other big sword in his hand into a whirlwind of sword shadows.
"Do you hate yourself for missing a hand?"
The frivolous voice immediately appeared in front of the passage facing the angry mad demon, and then suddenly amplified as the figure of Wu Xing Que Tu bully approached. The sword blade rubbed again in the air and created a string of dazzling sparks. He kept stabbing. He lunged forward, stretched out his hand and pushed out a palm that hit his chest. Then, in the darkness, he was blocked by the left hand of the angry madman who had no time to draw his sword: "This little trick, but..."
puff.
"I didn't expect that."
A pair of identical black crossbow arrows fell to the ground as he loosened his fingers. Wu Xing Que Tu kicked away the opponent's body who had lost his strength, and then after confirming that the opponent was hit by the arrow, he whispered with a smile. He said a sentence: "I can still do this kind of operation..."
"The Angry Demon has fallen! Although he completed a one-on-two fight, he still fell under the cold arrow of the old fox!"
Blossoms outside the court shouted loudly, mobilizing the atmosphere of the venue again: "The situation has gone up and down in a few seconds, and there have been two turning points in a row! And with his fall, the battle situation seemed to have returned to the same starting line. superior!"
"Success is blind, failure is blind." Duan Qing sighed and said: "If the vision is good enough, this method of hiding crossbows in hands is impossible to succeed."
"Now there is only one person left on both sides, and the time is only thirty seconds!" Fanhua reminded loudly: "There is not much time left for the Jianghu team to attack. This thrilling match point game, The most critical time has finally come! Although there is a gap in experience and the pressure between each other is also very different, the strength of Five Elements Quesland and Demon Resurrection should still be about the same, and the gap in blood volume and equipment is also... well... eh ?”
"This demon is resurrected... and also keeps a crossbow?"
In the changing light and shadow of the screen, the red-haired man was lying behind the shelves at the back of the basement. While he was alert to the movements of the hostages, he pointed motionlessly in the direction of the door with the hand crossbow in his hand. The hands holding the arrow did not seem to be shaken by the movement outside the door or the news of the deaths of his teammates. His breathing was still even and steady. Only the palm of his hand holding the handle was leaking with the passage of time. Silk sweat: "Twenty seconds...fifteen seconds..."
He was suddenly startled, and his beating heart also picked up. The figure that passed by had already opened the door, and then placed the empty passage in front of him: "Is there anyone——?"
Shi Shiran checked the bodies outside, then reloaded his hand crossbow. Wu Xing Que Tu, who seemed to have no sense of tension, finally pushed open the door sideways in the same breathless atmosphere as the audience outside the venue. door. The imaginary Leng Jian did not appear as he expected. He held the crossbow and made a teasing inquiry. Then when there were only five seconds left, he suddenly rolled towards the door: "If no one is there..."
"I'm coming in!"
call--
The sound of clothes breaking through the air came from the outside to the inside, and he instantly hid behind the first shelf in the storage room. The arrow that he imagined would be shot still did not appear, but as the system countdown ended, the final silence It permeated every corner of the room: "Three, two, one..."
"Overtime--"
"...What? There's extra time for entering the hostage room?"
"Sh-! Don't talk!"
In the neat silence in the venue and the commentary channel, Wu Xing Que Tu, who was squatting in the corner, let out a long breath, then slowly poked his head and found the hostage who was still sitting in the middle with a tied posture. figure. His eyes traveled around the target's location. His eyes gradually became clearer, and then he moved slowly and silently towards the other end while leaning on the shelf.
"Okay, okay, you won't be fooled..."
The pupils of the swordsman in tattered clothes gradually shrank, and the red-haired player's palms became more and more sweaty. The two people slowly approached in this confrontation, and then with the hostage as the center of the circle, they rotated The postures squirmed against each other. The surrounding air seemed to gradually heat up with the silent confrontation between the two people, and the environment where the needle could be heard gradually amplified each other's breathing. When the barriers of the shelves were used up, Wu Xing Que Tu, who had his back against the center point, finally remained. He clapped his hands, turned around and rushed towards where the hostages were: "Then let me, grandpa, go first..."
The swift figure was suffocated in the air, and his body sank downwards. Amidst the gasps of the audience outside the venue, he rolled towards the depths of the shelves at the back. The imaginary cold arrow that passed by still did not appear in his ears. Wu Xing Que Tu's heart sank, but the crossbow arrows that had been prepared were still stretched out in front of the already standing body as before. In the shadows, two figures standing and lying down, pointing crossbows at each other, appeared in the center of the stage. The demon resurrected, who had begun to sweat on his face, breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled with his own smile. , breaking the time that seemed to be frozen: "I made so many fake moves..."
"Thank you so much for your hard work."
Whoosh——
【competition is over. 】
【score--】
【2:2】
"It turns out that the defending side actually wins..."
Listening to the cheers of the second team in the world clapping each other and the cheers of the audience outside the field, Fuhua Sijin murmured: "If we die together..."
"It can only be said that this president's understanding of the rules is correct." Duan Qing also sighed and commented: "And his mentality is extremely stable. He made several choices without making hasty moves in exchange for the final victory."
"In other words... the reason why that guy hasn't taken action is because he wants to kill his opponent steadily?" Fanhua Sijin exclaimed: "No wonder..."
"If there wasn't only one person left in the competition outside, he wouldn't do this." Duan Qing replied: "And the situation where there is only one person left and time runs out... is probably the reason why Five Elements Quesui couldn't hold it back in the end. Reason."
"It feels like we played the finals, but in fact it's just the fourth round of this game..." Fanhua Sijin couldn't help but clear her throat, and then said steadily: "Although it's enjoyable to watch, we are... I can only congratulate the second team in the world for saving a match point..."
"No, that's not how the account is settled."
Looking at the red hair that had just been touched for a long time, Duan Qing sighed and said: "I said it before..."
"If they can pass this hurdle, the consequences will be disastrous."
boom!
Only thirteen seconds after the much-anticipated opening of the fifth round, the door of the mansion was shattered into pieces for the third time under the red-haired man's fire fist, and his roar began to echo in everyone's ears. : "Let's get started, let them see what they're doing..."
"Let's save people in our unique way in the Free City!"
"Look, the momentum is coming up."
Duan Qing, who was outside the court, pointed to the screen in front of him: "People in the Jianghu are going to suffer a lot."
"The people in Jianghu are not in place yet, so don't make a judgment so early, okay?" Fanhua Sijin curled her lips, and then sighed: "But... judging from the results, their choice to rush in is extremely correct."
"The hostages were actually assigned to the attic this time... There is no chance to go to the armory on the other side."
Wow——
The guardrail of the stairs was shattered inch by inch, and the team, which did not slow down at all, rushed upstairs, and then collided with the unprepared Jianghu members who were going downstairs at the junction of the second and third floors. Together. The red-haired man who rushed at the front was the first to face Duan Fenglei, and a fist wave suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, as if he had been reborn as a spirited demon. Without even blinking, he just waved his hand lightly. Then he quickly jumped over the figure of the angry madman who was rushing towards him from behind, and continued to rush forward with the others. He waved his fist to push back Changfeng Laige's footsteps, and knocked away Meng Jiangluo's body that appeared from the side. They quickly passed through the corridor on the third floor, knocking off every door they passed, and finally Only when the hostage appeared behind the attic door at the end, the train journey, which lasted only forty-seven seconds, stopped with some satisfaction.
"go."
With a punch, he knocked away the body of a certain swordsman who sneaked up from the door. The demon resurrected and met Wu Xing Que Tu, who was guarding the hostage with a gloomy face. Jingbu and Phoenix Tianwang blocked the door together and whispered to a fat mage: "You can think of a solution later."
"You sisters..."
Immortal Star Soul's low curses had results within a few seconds, because his figure holding the hostage quickly appeared outside the attic window, and then with a howl like a killing pig, he was suddenly sent away by a strong force. Arrived in the sky four stories high.
