Full-time master: I have a spirit behind me.

Lancelot was somewhat uneasy.

When people know how powerful and despicable their opponent is, they will always be subconsciously on guard. However, when the object of their guard does not act as expected, their sense of unease will be magnified.

It’s like not doing your homework and keeping the teacher on the alert to collect it the next day, but the teacher never says anything about it.

Well... then why not make up for it?

Let's get back to the point. Lancelot was now in this state of mind. Because Ye Yu Sheng Fan hadn't made a move yet, he was always afraid that the other party would suddenly jump out and give him a big blow...

damn it.

You can't just ask "how are you" on the public screen, right?
How will the other person respond if you only use your toes to lead him?

Lancelot was uneasy, while Ye Yu Sheng Fan's movements were relatively leisurely. He moved flexibly in the shadows. He was more of an assassin than an assassin, and no less capable than a thief. He was like a venomous snake that had just ended its hibernation, wandering in the darkness, waiting for its favorite prey.

"This... the one who's on the field is definitely Huang Shao, right?" Pan Lin was a little flustered, and confirmed the competition seat and the character ID on the field again and again.

That’s absolutely right!
Then, why didn’t Mr. Huang say anything?

This……

Right?
Although everyone likes to joke that if Major General Huang used the time he spent on trash talking to improve his skills, his operating level would be greatly improved, but if he didn't talk trash, would he still be Major General Huang?

I will never admit that the person who can't even say three sentences in a game is Huang Shao! I will never admit it!

"It couldn't be an error in operation that caused Major Huang to block himself? Or is it that the send button is not working properly?" Li Yibo also expressed his inner thoughts.

Although it is very possible, Huang Shao's hands have never made the movement of typing quickly on the keyboard...

Moreover, it was strange, why did Huang Shao say nothing, but it seemed that he said everything? Otherwise, why would Lancelot be so restless?

"This is a great move." Bai Shu's face was solemn. "No wonder our ancestors always said that silence is better than words. It turns out that the highest level of trash talk is to keep silent. Has Young Master Huang's level reached this level now..."

Fang Shijing covered his mouth. He felt a little toothache. On the contrary, Lao Wei showed a satisfied expression.

Don’t worry about anything else, just based on this skill, Shaotian has the talent to become a warlock.

Not bad, really good.

This kid really lived up to the pure teachings I once gave him... Is it pure? It seems like, forget it, it definitely wasn't some earnest teaching!
Old Wei nodded with satisfaction.

With one side calm and the other side uneasy, the two swordsman systems finally began to intersect.

Just as expected, the opponent was affected... Ha, what a joke, if I can let you find a way to crack it, would I still be worthy of being called the King of Trash Talk?

Huang Shao sneered. You know, this is something that Wang Jiexi couldn't do even after throwing people to Tieba Weibo to practice! Although Wang Dayan is not very good, he still lost to an opponent I recognized. Don't underestimate him!

We’ll talk about all this later. Now, show me the sword.

Like a swimming snake, the strange angle and tricky sword route instantly hit Lancelot's body.

What everyone said is true. If Huang Shaotian could use the time he spends on trash talking to focus on his skills, his level would indeed rise to a higher level.

Just like the fast and accurate sword now.

The fairy guides the way!

After a slight knockback, he used the three-segment slash version of the triangle step, and with the help of flexible movement, he kept shuttling around Lancelot, and the ice rain in his hand became a beam of light, constantly crossing Lancelot's body.

Blood volume dropped suddenly!

There is no trick of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west, nor any shouting to grab the initiative, only quick operations and precise combos.

At the moment, Lancelot is probably the person who most hopes that Huang Shaotian can return to "normal". He would rather block out Ye Yu Shengfan's words during the battle than face such a taciturn assassin.

"How's it going, Jack?" Arthur whispered.

Jack the Ripper, who always had a blank expression on his face, now had a serious look on his face, staring at the dragon-like figure on the field: "His assassin skills are better than mine."

……

"He is not an assassin either." Grahide scratched his head.

"On the surface, that's true. But, like Fang Rui from the Huaxia team, who would think that his Qigong master is from a fighting family?"

……

Hiss, there is really no way to refute it!

On the England national team side, everyone gasped. No wonder they say people who are usually silent tend to be assassins. His ability to hit the vital point just by opening his mouth is something no one else can do, right?
After finishing his words, Jack the Ripper had no intention of continuing to communicate with his teammates. He stared at Ye Yu Sheng Fan's figure, like a child who had just come into contact with Glory, and madly wanted to absorb sufficient nutrients from Ye Yu Sheng Fan.

Jack the Ripper did not intend to exaggerate the facts. Ye Yu Sheng Fan's actions were far more like an assassin than an assassin.

Seizing opportunities, controlling timing, and guiding the opponent to the flaws, is it possible to do this?
Pros and cons...

This guy.

Lancelot broke out in a cold sweat. Which bastard said on the Internet that as long as Huang Shaotian stopped talking trash, his strength level would drop significantly?
Come out here and try it with him and see if he can kill you within two minutes!

come out!

However, despite his complex psychological activities, Lancelot remained calm and tried his best to block every sword.

"This girlfriend looks different from below..." Fang Rui said with a little envy.

"Then go look for it too!"

"Then introduce me to it!"

"If I know you, will it be your turn?"

"Why do you quarrel over everything? Sun Xiang, you sit over there, Tang Hao, you go sit next to Yu Wenzhou, and Fang Rui, stay next to Xiao Wen and don't hang around!" Ye Xiu said, unable to bear it any longer.

What is this? I always feel that my blood pressure will go up a lot after leading a World Invitational Tournament.

[You should be happy, at least they have evolved from kindergarten to primary school students.] Su Muqiu said sympathetically.

"Pfft..." Li Wen couldn't help but laugh.

This scene happened to be captured by the camera and was faithfully reflected on the big screen, causing Chu Xue to unconsciously smile.

It's good enough to be participating in the World Invitational Tournament happily... "Still resisting, still resisting this sword. Can you withstand seven years of hard work? You're still dodging. You want to get to red blood and open the state, right? It's a nice thought. Hey, hey, hey, you really open it!"

He shouted while operating with his hands, flexibly twisting left and right to dodge the sharp attack, and then disappeared into the pipe again. This made Lancelot, who had originally stabilized his emotions, feel unstable again.

Like a venomous snake, like a mouse, and now like a loach... So dark, why do you want to play a swordsman? It's really a waste of your talent if you don't find a dark night system!

Lancelot was a little angry, but no matter how angry he was, he could not catch the other party's trace, and all his rage was in vain.

He did not try to chase after the enemy, because Lancelot knew that if he did, he would be the one who would suffer. He might as well take this opportunity to adjust his condition...

【Full Moon Slash】!
[Wind Wave Sword]!
……

At the corner, two long-range attacks came over, and then his figure disappeared again in a flash.

The damage is not high, probably at level five, but it is quite insulting.

By the way, tell Lancelot that even if you stand there and don't pursue me, I have the ability to consume you.

At worst, low-level skills will slowly wear you down...

As things have developed to this point, the final result has basically been determined.

The initiative was in Ye Yu Sheng Fan's hands from beginning to end.

Lancelot didn't stand a chance...

Lancelot hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to chase after him with his sword in hand. If he caught up with him, he would be alert, seize the opportunity, break the situation with force and perhaps have a chance of a comeback. However, if he really stood here, he might be slowly worn down to death by the opponent's random low-level skills, which would be a rather ugly death.

Since he was going to lose anyway, Lancelot would rather lose gracefully.

The enhancement was superimposed again, he raised the knife, sprinted and rushed out directly.

Give it a go.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, you really dare to catch up! Looks like you are another guy who wants to save face. Then I am kind enough to help you. You are not familiar with it. Come on, come on, let me show you that even if we fight head-on, your Huang Shao will never lose any situation!"

Ye Yu Sheng Fan shook his body, and the five figures were separated. They gathered strength, and then launched a storm of sword blades at the same time.

The figure of Lancelot, who rushed directly towards the storm of six sword blades, seemed more or less tragic.

The overall situation has been decided.

"This guy obviously has other better ways to win, but he always does the same thing every time." The appearance of several Sword Shadow Steps made Liu Xiaobie mutter. Even he could not tell which of those Sword Shadow Steps were the real body and which were the added body in an instant.

Moreover, the five sword shadow steps... were almost instantaneous. This was not something that could be done with just hand speed, but also required the ability to control the surrounding environment at the right time to release the skill, as well as the ability to make micro-adjustments to one's position during the release process.

Although he was unhappy, he had to admit that Huang Shaotian was still the pinnacle of all swordsmen and was at the absolute peak.

Whether it's the swordsman's or his own.

But why does such an expert among experts not have the demeanor of an expert at all?

Liu Xiaobie was a little discouraged. The number one swordsman, the sword saint... he was indeed still a long way behind.

【glory】!
Golden fonts appeared on Huang Shaotian's side, and the storm brought about by Night Rain swept across the stadium.

"No matter what, winning is a good thing." Fang Shiqian sighed helplessly. He was also helpless about Huang Shaotian, a man who interrupted the Weicao Dynasty.

Although I don't like it, I still have to admit the other party's strength.

The only thing we can be thankful for now is that the World Invitational is still on our side...

"Sorry." Lancelot nodded to his teammates with a dark face, then sat in the reserve seat.

"It's okay, adjust your condition as soon as possible." Arthur smiled and shook his head, then stood up: "Leave it to me next."

Looking at Arthur's leaving back, Lancelot let out a long sigh.

Although they are rivals in the league, Arthur is a teammate that people can trust...

As I was lost in thought, a slightly cold hand grabbed me.

Lancelot was stunned for a moment and turned to look at Joan of Arc beside him.

Joan of Arc stared at the big screen, seriously and attentively.

Lancelot relaxed for no reason. Just as he was about to whisper his thanks, a sarcastic voice came from the other side: "Hey, Merlin, let me tell you something. I've been studying Chinese culture these past few days and there's a proverb I really like. It goes something like, 'The magpie has a long tail, he marries a wife and forgets his brother, he throws his brother into the ravine and leaves his wife on the kang...'"

"Um, I don't think this is the original sentence?" Merlin scratched his head awkwardly.

"There's no difference. Look at her. She used to sit next to me before the relationship was made public. Now that it's public, she doesn't avoid people and sits next to Sister Jeanne without a second thought. Look at that subconscious action. I'm afraid she must have been thinking about it for a long time, right?" Gladhead said sarcastically.

Blood pressure, I feel it's rising.

Lancelot took a deep breath.

Merlin hesitated: "Vivian, shall we sit over there?"

"Eh? It's more fun to watch over here... wuwuwuwu..."

Not daring to let his girlfriend speak out, Merlin covered Vivian's mouth and dragged her away.

"No, no, no, I dare not. If I sit next to someone, wouldn't it be an eyesore to them..." He said this, but his butt was moving in a dissatisfied manner and he couldn't stop making sarcastic sounds.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of mom and dad after you are gone." Lancelot looked at Grahide. Grahide was choked and did not dare to say the next words. He closed his mouth in disappointment.

I feel guilty and dare not let anyone say anything, hetui, you are so shameless!
Grahide began to slander in his heart.

Watch the game, watch the game, you can't say anything to me, right? Grahead looked at the big screen.

Tsk, the last person is indeed Arthur? This is a bit difficult to deal with... Huang Shaotian's face fell, he thought he could kill one more person, but from this perspective, this is probably the end.

There is no way, just like the person who gives Huang Shaotian the most headache in China is actually Zhang Xinjie, he has never had much to do with this kind of player who can hide his flaws.

As one of the world's top knights, Arthur will definitely be a more troublesome player than Zhang Xinjie.

This is so annoying, can’t you just throw up that boxer or that magic swordsman or elemental mage from your team?
If worst comes to worst, that assassin will do!
Huang Shaotian started to slander.

Forget it, it has come to this, I have no choice but to do it! (End of this chapter)