Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

"What's going on, what's going on!!!" The eight big figures who had reunited like Yu Dufeng Shuang shouted in the team channel, but there was no reply. In the game, of course, no echo does not mean that the person is dead. On the contrary, no sound means that the person is still alive, and very much alive! Just because I want to work hard to survive, I am too busy to send messages.

The eight of them were all anxious. These people came from different places, and the number of people gathered together was unbelievable. But when they were scattered, there were only about twenty people along the way, which was not enough. But who could have expected that this person would be targeted by his opponent just after being teleported to Cloud City? The eight of them were anxious and secretly glad that they arrived early enough to get together before the other party ambushed them.

"What's wrong? What happened?" At this time, someone suddenly spoke in the channel, his name was Printed Shawl. Of course, the one who can speak on this channel is one of the thirty-one of them. The forgetful guy like Su Du Feng Shuang couldn't figure out who this person was, but he knew it clearly the next time he came and immediately replied: "Some of the friends who came here were ambushed, how are you?"

"Me? I'm fine. I'm coming over. Are you okay?" Printed Shawl said.

After the printed shawl, several more people spoke, and they were all rushing towards them without encountering any trouble.

"We only have one Qianli Yizui here right now, no..." Before the guy who sent this message had time to finish typing the message, the message could no longer be sent. Gu Fei asked three times in a row if anyone wanted to challenge him in a duel. After three times no one responded, he certainly would not continue asking endlessly. At this time, he took action unceremoniously.

A range spell was thrown towards the most crowded place on their side. In addition to the eight big shots present, the other players are not weak players either. They are all elites from each city. At this time, Gu Fei threw a spell at him. Although everyone was surprised, they all hid away.

"Damn, this guy really dares to take action!" Jian Dingtianxia shouted as he took an arrow from his bow and fired it towards Gu Fei.

Gu Fei stepped aside and flew directly into the crowd with an instant movement, slashing left and right, and immediately started killing everyone.

"Get him!!" The big shots were obviously still confused about Gu Fei's strength, and when they saw Gu Fei's actions, they felt that he was seeking his own death. Using less to fight more, not keeping a distance from each other, and actually jumping into the crowd, even if you are fighting monsters, you would not act like this!

The elites stepped forward bravely to capture Gu Fei, but in just a moment, four of them transformed into white light. The priest holding the staff behind him was stunned, which gave them no chance to reply! The damage is too high and you will be killed with one strike.

"Don't go up there if your blood is thin!!" someone shouted. This person is one of the eight, has a first-class low temperature ID, and is a master on the priest list. It was obvious at a glance that Qianli Yizui's attack just now targeted professionals with weak lives.

The one with thick blood is just to attack and control casually, which is not the main purpose of his attack.

"This guy seems to be a bit messy, but he is meticulous in every step of the battle. Who is this person?" Ichigou thought to himself while waving his hands to direct other priests to treat him. Gu Fei quickly knocked over a few weak ones, and the priests were surprised and thought that his existence was meaningless. In fact, for professions such as warriors with thick blood, Gu Fei also took care of them when attacking, but he couldn't kill them instantly. If these priests only surprise those who are killed and ignore these warriors, then the next warrior will also be in bad shape. The first-class low-temperature veteran saw this. Being a priest in the parallel world is actually very difficult and requires extremely high concentration. Although there are some systematic assistance, you still have to rely on your own eyes to judge most of the time.

Gu Fei just broke into the formation. The opponent was a little confused for a while, but they were moving in an orderly manner. Of course, the archers, mages and the like retreated towards the perimeter. The warriors and knight auxiliaries stepped forward to prepare for a flanking attack. The thieves were sneaking around and waiting for the opportunity.

Everything was in order, and everyone knew that the situation would be under control soon, but no one thought that their nightmare had just begun.

They formed their formations, they moved their positions, and they wanted to flank Qianli Yizui. But the result is that Qianli Yizui always moves faster than them. Qianli Yizui's figure was so erratic as he shuttled among more than a hundred people that they couldn't catch him at all. Unless they saw it with their own eyes, they couldn't believe what kind of move this was.

It was a completely unthinking step, but every step seemed to be taken after careful consideration. Either dodge the attack, escape from the flanking attack, or step into an excellent position for attack. The elites could not predict or judge, they could only follow Qianli Yizui's footsteps. The results of it? The one who was too slow couldn't catch up with him. The one who was too fast could catch up with him, but he would move away and then turn around and kill him. The priests were all replying like crazy because they couldn't catch Qianli Yizui's attack at all. They could only keep brushing desperately for the gaps. When the brush reached the point, the person was saved. If they couldn't brush, the white light...

The eyes of the eight big shots gradually showed fear. They are becoming more and more convinced. Killing a thousand people might be an exaggeration, but killing a hundred people didn't seem difficult for Qianli Yizui. They are masters, but in front of Qianli Yizui, masters like them are completely useless. Because everyone's strength is not on the same level at all. It's like a group of rabbits facing a tiger. It doesn't matter whether you are a white rabbit or a black rabbit, a strong rabbit or a fast rabbit. In front of the tiger, you are a rabbit, and if you slap it, you will be a rabbit cake. strength? We are not all heavyweights. How can we talk about our strength? Telling some jokes is enough.

"Stop, stop, stop chasing!!" Dudu Fengshuang reacted very quickly, knowing that Qianli Yizui had already brought the situation into his rhythm. If this situation continued, it would become an endless loop until all of them were wiped out. .

"Keep the formation, don't scatter, don't chase, stay still until you move!!" The priest was also shouting loudly.

They haven't had time to discuss who will be the unified commander. At this time, anyone who has an idea immediately shouts it out, and there is no time to discuss it again. However, the instruction of first-class low temperature was in line with the general consensus. The other seven important figures had no objections and knew that they could not object at this time. Hundreds of people quickly followed this instruction, no longer trying to chase Qianli Yizui, and went their separate ways, wanting to first maintain an integrated offensive and defensive formation.

But at this time, the shortcomings of their hundreds of people coming from different teams in eight different main cities were revealed. Although their proportion is perfect in terms of professional composition, players in different main cities and different teams have different habits and use their own understanding methods. These hundreds of people were not able to form an ideal team in a short time. The formation actually seemed a little disorganized for a moment. First Class Low Temperature commanded loudly, but except for the people he brought with him who understood it quickly, everyone else was somewhat at a loss, and some even couldn't understand the words First Class Low Temperature commanded...

What's even more frightening is that they have never let go of this shortcoming. This terrible enemy reappeared at this time. During the one-on-one battle with Yu Dufengshuang, he was chatting and wiping nosebleeds, and was also concerned about asking people "what's wrong". His fast pace seemed to have taken on countless incarnations. He was running in and out of the team that was unable to coordinate at this time, and even the first-class low-temperature person with the loudest commanding voice was almost killed by him. Thanks to him being a thick-skinned priest with a crazy physique. Gu Fei used the N-sword on it but failed to knock him down, and finally had to leave.

Move, move all the time. This is the most important point for Gu Fei to use less to fight more. Wasting such a while in the first-level low temperature is already considered a very dangerous thing. If he accidentally gets surrounded by his opponents, Gu Fei will have no way to escape. So he needs to keep moving so that the opponent can never capture his position.

The faces of the eight big shots are getting more and more ugly. Their number of troops continued to decrease as Gu Fei wandered around, and at this time, more than twenty people had been killed. Yiwen Liaowen commanded for a long time but didn't see much improvement. His voice was so loud that Qianli Yizui almost hacked him to death.

"This... what kind of situation is this!!!" The eight people were speechless. They were suffering from the situation that was getting out of hand. Suddenly, Qianli Yizui Sword was stuffed into his pocket, and with a flash of white light, he disappeared with a brush.

Some of the elites had not yet reacted, and were still looking around nervously, fearing that the black figure would suddenly step in front of them. In fact, how difficult can it be for hundreds of people to stand in a group? The key is that while everyone is not coordinating, there is also Gu Fei who is causing trouble among them. One moment he rushes here to chop, the next he rushes there to kill. As soon as people stand up in a somewhat formed group, they disperse as soon as they dodge his attacks. , and when they turned around and gathered together again, Qianliyi got drunk and killed a circle before turning back again. How can we control the situation when the temperature is too low? Gu Fei was only controlling his own rhythm, but he was trying to control the rhythm of a hundred people at the same time, which was even more difficult in itself.

At this time, Gu Fei had disappeared. Those who had come back to their senses were all stunned, while those who had not come back to their senses were still walking cautiously! I was still ecstatic when I found that the other party didn't come out to stop me. Then I looked around and realized that the person had left just now.

"Why did you leave suddenly?" The eight big shots were confused.

"There may be another conspiracy, everyone, please take your position!!" Yiwai Low Temperature was finally able to command everyone without anyone causing trouble, which he cherished very much.

"How's everyone's loss?" Dudu Fengshuang asked.

"There are four of me."

"I have three here."

"**, I hung up on five."

"My people are okay, but two are dead."

Everyone reported their losses. After reading and listening, they looked at their own homes and suddenly entered a state of error again.

"What's wrong?" Others asked about his abnormality.

"No wonder he left..." said Su Dufengshuang.

"how?"

"We have a total of 29 people hanging up." Du Dufengshuang said.

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How many more words will there be today? Hey, some students may have already guessed it. But actually this is not making up for updates, this is a, um, rhythm...(!)