The First Strong Control In History

  Chapter 94 Domination of the whole country

  Chapter 92,

   Following the referee's order, the atmosphere on both sides suddenly became tense.

   Hum!

  All kinds of genetic skills burst out suddenly, and under the influence of Yuanli, the air seemed to tremble a little.

   On the side of the No. 1 middle school team, a yellow light flashed in the hands of the last girl standing, and then with a wave of her little hand, several yellow lights burst out and attached to several other people.

   "Ka Ka..."

   Under Yuan Bei's gaze, a yellow armor suddenly appeared on the bodies of the remaining members of No. 1 Middle School, with dense barbs growing on it. If they hit it with bare hands, they might not hurt themselves, but they would also be injured.

   "Yellow Jingjia."

  Yuan Beidao: "Silver-level auxiliary skills."

   Obviously this girl is a support, but the first skill turned out to be the rare "attached armor", which surprised Yuan Bei.

   While he was thinking, the No. 1 middle school team seemed to have been injected with chicken blood. Except for the assistant and mage, the other three rushed towards the opposite half.

   But what surprised Yuan Bei was that despite this, Jiang Zhengbo and the other five did not move. They just looked at them quietly, looking as if they had been frightened stupid.

   "The first one is going to lose."

  At this time, Zhang Xiner, who was sitting by the side, spoke lightly.

  Yuan Bei just wanted to ask how he could tell, but at this moment, the scene did change suddenly!

I saw the only **** Jiang Zhengbo's side, bouncing past several people, flicking her long ponytail, and reached the front in a few strokes, facing the opposite group of people, with her right hand stretched out and gently back and forth in the air Waving it, a lovely voice came out:

   "Oh, it's getting dark!"

   Shua!

  As her voice fell, a black wave seemed to rise from her as the center, spreading out in an instant, and covering the entire arena in just two or three seconds.

   "Weather hand?!"

  Yuan Bei couldn't help asking a surprised question.

   It's no wonder he was so surprised. At his age, most people want to be heroes.

  In the eyes of most people, a hero is actually just two words—able to fight.

   There are very few supports like him who are willing to dedicate to others. After all, he can't ask everyone to be as good as him.

  And if regular support can break away from the team and establish some self-contained systems, then the weather player is a profession that is fully integrated into the team!

   This caused Yuan Bei to look at Su Wenxi with some changes.

   This name was also announced by the referee before.

  He will also know why Jiang Zhengbo wants the gene nucleus in his hand so much. Although he doesn't know how other people are, it is clear that the relationship between the two is not just as simple as teammates.

  The genetic technologies of the two have already formed a mutual system, and the systems are integrated with each other. What does it mean that there is me in you and you in me?

This is!

"not that simple."

   Zhang Xiner spoke at this time, and looked sharply at the few people in the field who were scurrying around like headless chickens: "It seems that there is still a chaotic disorientation effect, is the vision completely extinguished?"

  Yuan Bei also looked at the past intently, not knowing whether it was a defect in the skill itself or the organizer's handwriting. Although it was shrouded in darkness, everything that happened in it could be seen clearly from the outside.

  The latter is more likely.

   It is convenient for other people to observe.

  The blackness is not as black as the night, but as black as black ink poured out. People can't even see their five fingers clearly in it, and they are running around in a panic at this moment.

  Faced with the loss of vision and direction, and the danger of being attacked at any time, these high school students showed what they should have.

  The skills on his body were released indiscriminately, but none of them could hurt the enemy on the opposite side. Instead, several moves hit his teammates.

   On the other side, Jiang Zhengbo's team was like a well-trained assassin team, cruising quickly in the dark, like a bayonet in the dark, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

   And it is true.

  In such a flustered situation, the few people in the No. 1 Middle School had almost no resistance. They were touched behind by a few people, and a blunt blow from the back of the dagger directly fell unconscious on the ground.

   The darkness recedes.

  The only ones still standing on the field were Jiang Zhengbo's Black Night Squad.

  The few people in No. 1 Middle School also woke up instantly under the envelope of healing light, with a little shock and a trace of chagrin on their faces, and the whole person was depressed.

   And indeed.

  Ren prepared for the competition for a full year, trained every day, thought about seven or eight strategies, and came to the competition full of confidence. He thought he could participate in a promotion match or something, but ended up going straight to the first round of the qualifiers.

  It's hard to top.

  Yuan Bei saw the two girls in the No. 1 Middle School, and there were tears in their eyes, but they both held back their tears, and they were considered strong.

   It’s good for the support to use skills, but the female magic is really uncomfortable, just ob.

  But no matter how upset you are, it won't change anything. A game is a game.

   Once any gentle thing is mixed with competition, it will become sharp and sharp. Because someone has to lose and someone has to win.

  "If you don't have a backup, you don't have to be afraid."

   Zhang Xiner spoke at this time, but her eyes were on Yuan Bei, her meaning was self-evident.

   It was short of writing the words "You are the key" on his face.

"Ok."

  Yuan Bei nodded slightly.

  The core tactics of the night team is Su Wenxi, the weather player.

  Relying on [Dahetian] to create the environment, the remaining four assassins assassinated, it is not an exaggeration to say that they took advantage of the right time, place and people.

   But there is no perfect tactic in this world.

  Their tactics are easy to crack or easy to crack, or difficult to crack.

  As long as she is not allowed to release [Daheitian], then nothing will work, and the four crispy assassins know the effect after thinking about it.

   The difficulty of not allowing it to release its skills can stump many people.

   But it just so happens.

  Interrupting the release of other people's skills happened to be Yuan Bei's forte.

   Along the way, Yuan Bei couldn't count how many dangers he had interrupted and forcibly reversed!

   "Night team wins!"

  As the referee read out the results, the two teams shook hands politely, watching Su Wenxi leaning over, comforting the two girls on the opposite side softly.

  Yuan Bei could only say sorry to her.

  Pray not to run into our team! If you do, your victory will come to an end.

after all.

  Our goal is to dominate the country!

  Anyone standing in front will be crushed mercilessly by us!

  The game continued, and Yuan Bei also sat up straight and watched. Although the big talk is so, but if you are careless, it is not uncommon for the boat to capsize in the gutter.

   It’s just that his eyes still can’t help but drift across the stands,

   "Didn't Jia Zhi say he was coming? Why hasn't anyone been seen yet?"

   In the new January, throw away the monthly pass or something, and start at three shifts every day for the next few days.

  (end of this chapter)