Glory of tactics

Not just Shu Kexin, but almost all the Howling team members present felt their hearts sinking at this moment and looked at their captain.

Fang Rui was the most impatient and immediately shouted: "Old Lin, you..."

Lin Jingyan waved his hand to interrupt him and said, "It's okay, it's not a big problem. When I practiced in the afternoon, my mistake rate was a bit high."

Fang Rui asked: "How much?"

Lin Jingyan replied: "3.4."

Wuxiao's usual wretched style of play is often oppressed and has many passive situations, so the fault tolerance rate is relatively low.

The team's practice program has a small plug-in that calculates error rates to measure the stability of players' operations. 3.4, that is, on average, there are 3.4 mistakes in 100 operations.

To be fair, Lin Jingyan's turnover rate in this afternoon's practice is still at an excellent level when looking at the entire team.

Ignoring others, just talking about Fang Rui, his turnover rate has never been lower than 3.2.

Fang Rui looked relieved and said, "It's just higher than usual... 0.7, so it's not like..."

Fang Rui stopped talking mid-sentence. He already understood Lin Jingyan's thoughts.

Humans are not machines, and they will inevitably make mistakes. If they make mistakes, it is not a major event, as long as they make up for the past.

Some people speed up their frequency, making it difficult for people to catch their mistakes.

Some people make additional operations and use improvisation to cover up mistakes.

There are also people who pretend to be real, making their opponents think it is a trap.

However, all methods inevitably increase the pace and increase consumption.

For veterans like Lin Jingyan, this situation is something that they try their best to avoid.

Therefore, not playing in the arena, conserving energy, and using your best condition in the key team competition is the best choice in the current situation.

Fang Rui stopped, and Lin Jingyan continued to say to Shu Kexin: "Don't be nervous, just let it go when the competition comes. I believe in your strength."

Fang Rui said: "Besides, you are in the fifth formation and it is a matter of finishing. Maybe Xiaoqiu is in such a strong state today that you won't even have a chance to appear! Right?"

Qiu Fei responded with a smile: "I'll try my best, one versus three."

Shu Keyi held her sister's hand in turn, quietly calming her last uneasiness.

20:16:42.

In the Hongtu Arena on Macau Road, the infield, which was bustling with people at first, suddenly became quiet, leaving only the background music from the speakers, which suddenly made people feel a little noisy.

Even Li Yibo and Pan Lin, who have been chattering endlessly, are now together with the audience, holding their breath and staring at the screen, waiting for the final confrontation between Horses in the West Wind and Flowers in Bloom.

Qiu Fei failed to fulfill his promise.

Zou Yuan is only his second opponent.

I originally thought that Tyranny would consider the physical strength of the veterans and put at least one of Han Wenqing and Zhao Yang in the first two battles, but now it seems that the little calculation has failed.

The first person Qiu Fei hit was Qin Muyun.

As soon as the older Tyranny rookie saw the horse riding the west wind on the opposite side, he acted like he didn't want to win the game at all.

Minus Nine Degrees is full of fighting skills tonight, taking the gun martial arts to its extreme. It is not so much a body gun technique as a body gun technique, with the body in front and the gun behind.

The two characters, who were supposed to compete with each other with elegant tactical moves, astute fighter capture, and accurate skill casting, turned the first battle of the second round of the finals into a fighting-style fight between two characters.

Qiu Fei would never suffer in a close combat competition, but this way of fighting made him feel uncomfortable.

In the first round of the confrontation, the horse riding on the west wind lost 34% of its blood, and minus nine degrees lost 57% of its blood.

The exchange ratio was already considered excellent, but Qiu Fei wanted to fight one versus two or even one versus three. This situation did not satisfy him.

The horse rides on the west wind and tries to distance itself,

But in terms of mobility, the sharpshooter is not far behind.

Qin Muyun had the luxury of using a Gatling gun to close the distance in an instant, and then started rapid fire, curved fire, explosive fire, and random fire, chasing the magician with a hail of bullets.

The efficiency of shooting at medium and long distances is very low, but it can only deal one-sided damage, and the 23% health difference is just wiped away.

After chasing for a long time, the sound of gunfire at minus nine degrees finally became sparse.

Qiu Fei was afraid that he was pretending to have exhausted all his magic power, so he tested it several times and determined that his opponent had no ability to resist, and then he got close to him completely.

Wuxiao took the lead, but Qiu Fei was not happy. It was an inexplicable low-level match, but the main reason was that Ma Tao Ze Feng was seriously injured. With the remaining 32% of HP, it may be difficult to achieve Lin Jingyan's pre-match goal of at least one and a half kills.

Give it a try!

Qiu Fei thought so, and then welcomed Zou Yuan and his blooming flowers.

Same-sex repels.

When it comes to voting for a profession that the Magic Scholar is least willing to encounter, the Ammunition Expert will undoubtedly rank at the top.

The same excellent maneuverability, the same abundant means of attack and suppression. When faced by both sides, the high-level one is brain-burning and tiring, and the low-level one is eye-damaging and tiring. Anyway, it is just tiring to fight.

After playing a round with Qin Muyun, he didn't worry much. He only played half a round with Zou Yuan, and Qiu Fei was sweating on his head.

Finally, relying on the powerful freezing ability of Ice Powder, Ma Ta Zefeng seized the opportunity and unleashed a wave of damage-free, reducing his health by 28% in one fell swoop.

Finally achieved the minimum goal. Qiu Fei breathed a sigh of relief and became a little more flexible with his hands. He moved his horse in the west wind and avoided the explosion range of a grenade.

With 3% vs. 30% health, the possibility of a comeback is close to 0. The opponent can kill the magician just by throwing a random thunder.

However, Qiu Fei was still looking for an opportunity to break through the line of fire and deal some damage. I am always a little unwilling to use up my mana.

Qiu Fei's intention was so obvious that not only Zou Yuan opposite him, but also Pan Lin and Li Yibo in the live broadcast room, as well as Tyranny fans in the audience, noticed it.

With the magic scholar's powerful control, if there is a chance, the remaining 30% of Hua Fansijin's health may not be able to be saved.

A piece of rapid background music came to an end, and the next song was inaudible at first, but soon became louder and louder.

The sound of strong inhalation spread from the live broadcast room to the venue.

No one paid attention, everyone stared at the screen.

The horse is moving in the west wind! He turned around and launched his final charge towards the ammunition expert!

Fire bombs, frost snowballs, flying shadows in the dark night!

As soon as Qiu Fei took action, he used his usual Phoenix Three Nods.

Flowery Flower leaps back, its extremely high attributes allow him to retreat two positions with a slight jump.

Zou Yuan did not fight back with an automatic pistol, but threw a poison gas grenade, which was more effective in blocking range attacks.

With a burst of green energy, the horse stopped in the west wind, and did not go around and continue charging as Zou Yuan expected.

Did it end so hastily? Have you given up? Zou Yuan's gun moved around but could not find the target. The next moment, his eyes widened and he almost screamed.

A pole stirred up the poisonous gas, and a figure popped out!

The dragon breaks the army!