A small wave suddenly broke out in the venue. Because the wave was so inexplicable that two newcomers in the team of Yusheng and Xuelihong were instantly lost because they were dazed.

The situation on the field is getting worse.

Guan Mian saw that the Dark Lord suddenly stood up and walked towards him.

Just now, Jiangshan was sitting next to him and panting for me. I originally wanted to follow me, but as soon as my eyes met Guan Mian, I immediately gave up this idea.

The Dark Lord walked to Guan Mian in the arc of the railings of the venue. Many spectators at the venue followed his figure and their eyes circled halfway.

"The twelfth round has entered the twelfth round." After sitting down, Dark Lord said lazily with his legs stretched out.

Guan Mian answered with a single syllable: "Oh."

The two of them never talked again.

On the field, Yui Victory and Xuelihong fought against six with four against six, and were surrounded by dangers. The other two players died one after another without long. If they had any value in their deaths, they both happened to be both knights and used a joint meter to kill a fierce opponent in seconds. However, this did not have much impact on the ending.

Although the level of Victory and Xuelihong is high, the opponent's arrangement this time is based on the overall strength of each team. Although they are strong, their opponents are not weak. In particular, they are equipped with two nurses, two magicians who can use magic circles, two knights who can use joint tactics, and the mages and knights of the Light and Necromancers who can cooperate. From the current point of view, this is the most advantageous combination.

So they persisted for another three minutes, and then they both turned into white light in the other party's magic circle.

Dark justice: "Do you want to go to the 5th arena?"

A little elf flew to Guan Mian. After Guan Mian opened and watched, he turned to the dark justice: "Internal news, the 12th round of the game will also begin."

The dark grandfather smiled and said, "Do you want me to cheer for you?"

Guan Mian said: "Would you like to be a cheerleader to perform high kicks?"

Dark justice: "I can only booze."

Guan Mian said: "I expected it." His opponent is that his leg hair is very sexy, and the president of the Marseille branch of the Emperor Yao Guild. If the Dark Lord openly supports their opponent, his leg hair is very sexy, he will immediately rebel with the Marseille branch.

The two walked slowly towards the No. 32 venue.

Jiangshan thought about me for a while, but he still followed me.

When they arrived at the venue, Guan Mian was directly teleported to the middle of the field. Baicaobao, Mingyue Wuying, Wushuang and Zhuge Dongming were all ready, but there was only the stars.

Wushuang asked Mingyue Wuying in a low voice, "Are you here?"

Mingyue Wuying said, "I don't know."

Wushuang frowned and said nothing.

Guan Mian looked at the opponent's player. Influenced by ID, the first position he looked at was the opponent's legs.

His six legs were hidden under his pants or skirts, and his true body was not exposed. However, judging from the standing posture of several people, Guan Mian targeted a person standing and shaking his legs.

Perhaps because his eyes were too hot, the man finally stopped shaking his legs.

Somehow, the scene of the slowly falling legs and hairs floating in the wind suddenly flashed in Guan Mian's mind.

“…”

Perhaps his eyes were so weird that the man couldn't help but say, "I'm not very sexy in leg hair." Since he formed a team with very sexy in leg hair, he has often taken the blame because he likes to shake his legs, so others are the first to pay attention to him when they look at their legs.

Guan Mian finally turned her gaze to his face.

The man pointed to the mature uncle next to him and said, "He has very sexy legs."

Her legs were sexy and humble and said, "It's just ordinary and sexy, yours is actually good."

The man: "..."

Guan Mian looked at her sexy face with her legs and nodded.

The man said, "Why don't you look at his legs?" He was not very sexy in his legs, but he was stared at his legs for a long time. The other party clearly had very sexy in his legs, but he was stared at his face.

Guan Mian said: "From the growth of his facial hair, it can be inferred that his leg hair is also very thick."

...

The legs were very sexy and laughed dryly, "Actually it's okay. This id was just taken casually. My hair growth was considered to be of ordinary human level, and there was a big gap between it and apes."

The countdown scoreboard suddenly dripped brightly.

The game entered the ten-minute countdown.

Since the venue is ten to ten in the morning and ten in the evening, one game will be played one after another, players who are not on the game must wait online at all times to avoid missing time. No one can guarantee whether the first few rounds of their field will be wiped out like fallen leaves. If they miss the time, it will cause a five-on-six situation for the players. The system will not postpone the game or rematch the day before the players expire.

As time passed by minute by minute, Wushuang and Baicaobao's faces became increasingly ugly. They sent more than a dozen letters with the elves and the blood elves, but they all fell into the sea and had no response.

With five minutes left, Bai Caobao muttered in a low voice: "Sister Mingyue can't call and ask?"

Wushuang looked at Mingyue Wuying and hurriedly said, "Forget it. If even Mingyue didn't have time to come back, we would have a smaller chance of winning."

Baicaobao looked at the timer and stopped talking.

Time enters a two-minute countdown.

Wushuang and Baicaobao both sweated slightly on their foreheads.

Guan Mian turned to look at Dark Lord, but saw that he looked smiling, not like gloating, but like an old god.

When the countdown card broke for one minute and began to fall from fifty-nine seconds, a familiar figure finally appeared at the entrance of the venue and then directly transferred to the venue.

"Boss!" Wushuang hugged him impulsively and patted him on the back hard, "I'm still afraid you won't catch up!"

Fanxing smiled slightly and said, "I went to practice for a while, which made everyone worry."

Wushuang said: "Why can't you believe it?"

Fanxing said: "The leveling place is a bit far away, I am afraid that the reply will not be able to catch up with the competition."

Wushuang looked at the scoreboard with only a dozen seconds left and smiled and said, "You're sure."

With a jingle, Artificial Intelligence Shirley appeared in the center of the arena, and that was the same thing. After she finished speaking, she saw that no one raised any objection and announced the start of the game.

Before the game begins, Guan Mian and Baicaobao enter the unparalleled protection range. Baicaobao sang quickly. The most powerful feature of the minstrel is its auxiliary skills, which can add to the basic attributes of the players and increase the hit rate. It can be said to be a catalyst among players.

Zhuge Dongming disappeared in an instant.

This is the unique secret technique of the assassin - Shadow Crown, which is similar to the thief's wind transformation. The difference is that the wind transformation is acceleration, while Shadow Crown is invisible.

At the same time, the bright moon is shadowy and the stars are in a moderate way. Wushuang and the three of them took action.

Mingyue Wuying blocked Fanxingyoutai and rushed directly into the local camp. Fanxingyoutai was like Mingyue Wuying's shadow. She went left, he went left, she went right, and he also went right. She helped him block all attacks, and he helped her strengthen the damage to the enemy!

Wushuang uses group attack skills, flame tower!

I saw a slowly pressing down in the air.

The legs are very sexy and use the water barrier to block most of the damage.

At this moment of lightning, the opponent's attack also arrived.

And Guan Mian is the first target to bear the brunt!

In the audience, Jiang Shan gasped for me: "The stars are retaining their strength." The real stars are not hiding behind the bright moon. No matter how many levels he is.

The Dark Lord raised his eyebrows and said, "Why don't he say he is slow to react?" Playing games requires feel, judgment and reaction, especially for experts, these points are particularly important. Fanxing has been away from the game for so long, and his lost feel and reaction will definitely not be retrieved by ordinary PK. What he needs is the sense of oppression given by top experts. And he probably needs these things to be retrieved in the Battle of Meteors.

Jiangshan panted for me and saw the dark grand duke standing up, he wondered: "Don't you finish reading it?"

Dark justice: "I've finished watching it."

"ah?"
Chapter completed!