Almighty Summoner

One pick three.

Zhang Lin used a tough stance to kill the domineering arrogance of the mad war, which made the legs of the two behind him go soft. The swordsmen did not dare to come up and fight with Zhang Lin, but the result was naturally no suspense.

It's just that although Zhang Lin's side is one-on-three, Yiyun's side is even easier. After Yiyun finished picking the three people, there was still 80% of their health remaining, while Zhang Lin had already bottomed out. Who is stronger and who is weaker, players have long had prejudice in their hearts, and they all waited for the moment when Yiyun stepped on Zhang Lin and won the championship.

"Well, Yiyun's strength is really eye-catching. He is indeed a top professional player. I'm afraid no one can stop him from winning the championship." A commentator said so on the commentary stage.

The other nodded in agreement and said: "It is true, although Yiyun has changed the game, we have all seen that his adaptability is very good. He used to be a spell master, and he can be regarded as a master when playing element mage, but He seems to have changed his game a bit."

"Well, he used to feel very calm, even a little monotonous. But now he is playing more pleasingly to the eye, maybe this is also a change due to the difference in the game."

"This change is very good, so I said a long time ago that the wind and the clouds are suitable for coming to Holy Light."

The two commentators were all talking about Yiyun, and one of the commentators didn't mention Zhang Lin until the semifinals began. Because Zhang Lin and Yiyun both went to the finale in this game, there was nothing to say about the game.

"Mr. Su, what do you think of Mumu?"

The commentator known as Teacher Su cleared his throat and said, "This summoner is very special. I have observed many players in Shengguang, and I have never seen a summoner play this way. But Each profession in the Holy Light has its own advantages and disadvantages. The summoner has low blood and defense, and the advantage lies in the protection of summoned beasts, which is suitable for guerrilla warfare. Mumu, on the other hand, gave up his advantages and sold his weaknesses. It's obviously not the right way to play."

"But his defense is not low, and the equipment looks good."

Teacher Su chuckled and said, "At this stage, everyone's equipment is pretty average. Of course, he has a few pieces of gold equipment that can make up for it. But when everyone's level gradually increases and they reach the same level, Mumu will be very uncomfortable. Tragedy. Although I admit that his skills are passable, but it is only at the upper-middle level, and such an alternative style of play has no potential for development at all.”

"Mr. Su's analysis is quite thorough, and it's worth my study." The commentator next to him smiled and flattered, and continued to ask: "So, who do you think, Yiyun and Mumu, is more likely to lead the team to the championship? ?"

"There is no suspense at all, Yiyun will definitely win. He is not a novice, and his judgment on various situations must be very accurate, and Mumu will not have any chance."

As a commentator, you should not say such affirmative words, but compared to Zhang Lin and Yiyun, the result seems to be confirmed by everyone. The only curiosity is in what way Zhang Lin will be beaten by Yiyun, that's all. .

"Hehe, Teacher Su is right, let's wait and see."

The voices of the two commentators ran through the audience, and Zhang Lin on the field could naturally hear them. The muscles on his face trembled, and his eyes almost narrowed.

Maureen next to him glanced at him and comforted: "Don't care what they say, there's no reason to be so angry."

"Haha, how can I be angry, I really want to laugh." Zhang Lin said, and finally couldn't help laughing.

The two commentators Zhang Lin had never met before, and of course they would not be those familiar faces in the professional arena. I don't know where the two experts are drawn from, and their vision is a bit too bad.

Although Zhang Lin has never been too eye-catching, he can still find some clues in it. Even if it does not look as smooth as Yiyun, at least it will not be said to be one sky and one underground. This is completely lost. biased.

This is simply an amateur level, and it is not the same as the commentators on the professional arena.

Maureen looked at Zhang Lin strangely, and found that Zhang Lin was really laughing, not hiding her anger, and she was relieved. No matter what Zhang Lin is laughing at, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that it doesn't affect his mentality.

The result did not exceed most people's expectations. Zhang Lin and Yiyun's teams both advanced and finally hit the stage of the final.

"Everyone, the exciting moment is coming. Next will be the final battle of this new district king competition! Who will win the championship?"

Before the host's enthusiastic voice fell, the audience on the stage shouted: "Cloud God! Cloud God!"

Of course, the delicate voices of the beauties are also indispensable: "For thousands of generations, unify the rivers and lakes..."

After each game, the participating players will get some rest time. However, for Zhang Lin, it doesn't matter if this time is different, he basically didn't spend much brainpower in the previous battles, he fought completely by instinct, and his mental state was kept very good.

"Bang, how do you feel?"

"Ah? How do you feel?" The dog-headed stick looked at Zhang Lindao suspiciously.

"Well, it's alright, let's go."

Zhang Lin smiled, this guy doesn't seem to know what nervousness is, which is a very good mental attribute.

Seeing Zhang Lin stand up and prepare to play, the crowd of boos suddenly poured out.

"Trash, tremble at the feet of the cloud god!"

"Haha, it's finally time to be one-sided, Mumu Clown, you must die beautifully."

"You still dominate the rivers and lakes, do you think you are the leader of the sect? You are not even qualified to give Yiyun shoes!"

On the other side of Yiyun, there are full of supportive voices, and the contrast is quite clear.

"Hey, who am I provoking? Why did you make me look like a bird?"

After entering the map, Zhang Lin sighed helplessly.

Ma Liner also sighed again and again. Because of Zhang Lin, she was also scolded, and she was called a **** woman, which was really ugly.

The same is true for the dog head stick, and there is a "dog" in his name, and he can't run away with the title of dog leg. However, he was relatively calm, just looking at the eyes of the three people on the opposite side.

"Okay, let's wash away this inexplicable shame in World War I." Zhang Lin said, and began to assign the order of appearances.

It's still the same, with a dog's head and a stick, and Zhang Lin's finale.

I saw the dog-headed stick arrogantly went on the field. And the order of the opponent is exactly the same as before. The one who fought against the dog-headed stick is a swordsman named Jianren, which is easy to remember.

The audience's support for Jianren was not very loud, so the dog-headed stick could also hear the cheers from the people in the guild, and immediately showed a simple and honest smile, and then rushed up without saying a word, wielding the knife and beheading him .

Jianren curled his lips and smirked. It was also a normal attack, which made the dog-headed stick stunned for a while. Zhang Lin taught him to deal with this situation.

Bah.

The swords collided, and the two retreated a few steps each, and then Jianren hurriedly bullied himself up and shot a ghost cut.

In the absence of prior preparation, people's reactions will be a beat slower, and the dog-headed stick is no exception. Therefore, at this time, it is impossible for him to dodge and counterattack at the same time. He can only simply dodge.

Jianren glanced at the dog-headed stick, and after Gui Zhan took the sword, he immediately took a move and drew the sword, hitting it in the direction the dog-headed stick was moving, and hit it.

Zhang Lin shook his head again and again, the dog-headed stick had too much to learn. In the process of battle, the continuity of skills must be maintained at all times. No matter what the current situation is, the work of singing must be carried out in the mind.

Zhang Lin actually told him, but he didn't seem to have formed this consciousness.

He is just a trick, what Zhang Lin teaches him, he will remember. If it is an ordinary player, it is fine. It cannot be separated from a habitual framework of mass fighting, but if you encounter someone who knows how to be flexible, you will only die miserably.

Of course, the dog-headed stick is not completely unskilled, and it is unlikely that the opponent wants to beat him. Crazy War is a profession that will explode.

After the blood volume of the dog head stick dropped below 50, suddenly his body suddenly began to swell, and a volume of red light burst out.

Outbursts of anger.

But this time, he failed to hit Jianren. This guy seemed to have known that the dog-headed stick would break out at this time, so he stepped back and avoided it.

"The choice of the stick is too rash. Once the requirements are met, it will break out. There is no need for this. Fortunately, the opponent's skills are also average. Otherwise, at this time, the stick will not be able to do anything." Zhang Lin commented.

Maureen nodded and agreed with Zhang Lin.

Jianren didn't take the slash, maybe because he didn't grasp the opportunity. Whether he made a move early or late, the dog-headed stick would find a space to fight back, so he didn't take any risks, but started to grind the dog's head very steadily. The blood of the stick.

The blood of the dog-headed stick faded a little bit, and then the blood was awakened to strengthen the attribute. But even so, it did not reverse this disadvantage, just chased and cut down nearly 40% of the opponent's blood volume, and then unfortunately lost.

"Master, I'm sorry." He lowered his head and said after the dog-headed stick was dropped.

"Don't say the same thing every time, think about why you lost, where you lost, and then make up for your shortcomings." Zhang Lin said.

The dog-headed stick nodded heavily, and he didn't know if he really understood.

The two on the commentary stage were also evaluating the performance of the two just now.

"Mr. Su, what do you think of the strength of Jianren and Dog-headed Stick?"

"Jianren has a certain ability of judgment. He is a very good player. Although he didn't play very well in this game, it was because the dog-headed stick was too stupid to set off. Although there are many crazy battles. Rage skills, but they should also be used at the right time, and every move must put pressure on the opponent, and the dog-headed stick did not do it at all, he is a rookie and still tender."

Zhang Lin basically agrees with this evaluation, but this is also some nonsense.

It was Ma Liner's turn to play next, and Zhang Lin still had some confidence in her. But when she turned her head, she suddenly saw Maureen's body trembling slightly. Is this girl nervous? At the moment, he quickly said: "Momo, just let go and fight, even if it doesn't work, there is still me behind."

"I won't hold you back." Maureen clenched her fist at Zhang Lin, took a deep breath, and walked slowly onto the arena.

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival to everyone!