Chapter 158 Final Efforts

Everyone knows that Xiao Liu will be consumed and will lose like this, but Xiao Liu just didn't retreat. He didn't hear Zhou Ping's voice below, didn't notice it, and didn't find that the crowds who left one by one in the field now has no hope now, just nothing There is no hope in the battle.

Murong Ya behind Xiao Liu looked at the people present and stared at Xiao Liu's back. Such firmness was now fighting for an inability, but his smile became very reassuring, like believing that Xiao Liu could do something to satisfy himself, an inexplicable heart of trust.

Xiao Liu is still guarding. After his mine exploded, he put down a temple in the innermost part, and the space is reduced. According to reason, Xiao Liu should put a cave in it now, so that he can make up his own soldiers. Although this temple is also a second building for the dead and a kind of sending troops, Since the emergence of war3, the undead has been facing a kind of emptiness. The second book of the undead generally does not rise to the temple, because the undead mage from the temple has nothing outstanding in terms of skills, but only some limited skills, which can be solved by just dispersing it. It is not very useful. At the second book, the undead are generally only There will be a slaughterhouse, then a sacred stone statue, and then the undead pursue the destruction of the three books. What is needed is the dispersal of the undead and the attack power of magical destruction. Now Xiao's outflow from the temple has become incomprehenible. Maybe it's the building that was in a hurry, but it's dark now, and the dragon in the periphery has not been found. But he, who is about to win now, is not aiming at these. Now as long as he breaks the base of the dead, he will win.

Xiao Liu still used his old way. The three heroes were on a path, constantly detouring, skills, and clicking. In the back and forth of Jiansheng, he had time to give Jiansheng a skill. Although it was not much use, it didn't work for Jiansheng, but Xiao Liu still did this. For a moment, he didn't know why The people on the field are confused about Xiao Liu. Maybe it's because they don't know the undead. For some people who are not war3 players, they may not know what the temple is. Even if they often watch the game, no undead will start a temple in a formal competition. Now for them They don't know about Xiao Liu's building.

"Ping, look at the stream, there is a temple, why is this?" Zhuo Yifan looked at him and said. Originally, Zhou Ping lowered his head because he didn't want to see Xiao Liu sticking like this. Then he calmed down and wanted to help Xiao Liu free and how to make Xiao Liu stop sticking like this. Then he heard Zhuo Yifan's shouting and looked up. On the main screen, Zhou Ping also frowned. When the camera was given to the orc, a little excitement flashed in Zhou Ping's eyes, and then said, "It's a disabled skill that Liu wants to use."

"disabled?" Mu Yun said, "Isn't it easy to restrain disabled skills? Now that the number of troops is so small, it's better to produce a little spider to add vitality to your troops. Why do you want to make a undead witch? Doesn't this add trouble to yourself?

"No," Zhou Ping interrupted and said, "Look at the current configuration of ORC's troops. What's missing in ORC's golden oil tactics?"

Then the people around him looked at the orc troops, and then the first reaction was Yang Yi, who wanted to smile and said, "So that's it! Unexpectedly, Liu first saw it, as if we didn't expect it. Liu could still think of it in the game. Obviously, he had his own ideas, hehe"

"It turned out to be a white cow," Zhuo Yifan said. Obviously, he also saw it and nodded with a smile. Zhuo Yifan continued, "Now there is no white cow to disperse the ORC. If the current disability appears, there will be a good limit to the output of ORC, so the attack power of sword saints and headhunters will be limited, so give the flow. There will be more time"

"By the way, Haolong must have seen the tactics of the stream at the beginning, and the stream began to make a little mistake. It is difficult to understand whether it is a technology spider or a spider destruction, but these ORCs have a targeted tactic. If you face destruction, the white cow is not very useful, but It's useless to say, because having a soul is equivalent to adding magic to destruction. Haolong must have thought of this, so he gave up the idea of Bai Niu and planned to directly engage in a real hand-to-hand battle with UD. Now Xiao Liu is seizing such an opportunity." Zhuo Yifan said excitedly, as if Xiao Liu could win in this way. Similarly, their excitement can be seen on other people's expressions. It's just that Yang Yi didn't get excited at this time. He just laughed when he just thought of Xiao Liu's tactics. Now he still laughs, but at that time, it was a little casual. Zhou Ping around him was the same. The two of them looked at each other, took a glance, and then knew each other's thoughts. Yang Yi said lightly, "Ping, This flow is the final curtain call! A perfect curtain call, so that you can quit later! No regret, at least prove that he has worked hard and give himself an excuse, right?

"What are you talking about?" The classmate on one side asked Yang Yi, who also knew the other party's intention and said, "I think you all know that even if there is a witch, there is no change in general. This only gives Xiao Liu some time. The output of ORC is limited, but there are two high-level heroes and so many soldiers there, such as If you lose too much, then use the quantity. Haolong must know this truth. He will not retreat from UD's base. He will fight until Xiao Liu is forced to quit the game. Now Liu is just delaying time.

Maybe Yang Yi felt that he was pouring cold water, and then his voice became smaller and smaller. He said so, but Yang Yi still preferred that what he said was wrong. He still hoped that Xiao Liu could win. When he saw Xiao Liu shed tears, Zhou Ping didn't know how much he said no psychologically when he cried. I have a clear taste. Now I say this, but what I see now is an indisputable fact. I have no way to overcome it, so I have to stick to believe that no matter whether Xiao Liu wins or loses, he must walk down and end this game in his own way.

Zhou Ping smiled, and so did Yang Yi. There is too much bitterness between them. The two of them are representatives in the war3 class. One is calm and calm. No matter what they face, they can calm down and think slowly. They rarely fail to do things. The other is calm in ** and go bravely. There is nothing to live in his consciousness, but he never does things carelessly. The warmth is in his heart. Each of them has their own stable character and two different flags in the class, but now both of them have changed in such a game, and they are not theirs. In the game, they are just watching and looking at Xiao Liu. Because they have become different from their former self, maybe others can do it, but they can't be as simple as Xiao Liu, especially Zhou Ping. It is difficult to explain how they can still behave like this when they know Xiao Liu. Zhou Ping doesn't know how to say it. He doesn't understand Xiao Liu more and more. Why can Xiao Liu insist on explaining these things with his own tears?

"Hey, what's wrong with you two!" At this time, Mu Yun shouted at the two of them, which was very critical, "You two are the leaders of our class!" Now that it's like this, they all want to cry, but now Liu is working hard? Why are we like this below? Are we war3 players the kind of people who give up when they know how to lose? Why did you suddenly become like this? Even if Liu is a novice, have we always thought that he would lose? From the beginning of the bet, even if we lose, we will still put the host on the stream. This is not that we are idiots, but I believe in the stream, so we still have to believe in the stream. Even now, even if we lose the game, have we gave up? What's wrong with you two being so depressed now? Let's get up as before! Believe in the flow, and then shout the momentum that war3 players should have"

Zhou Ping and Yang Yi looked at Mu Yun. They didn't know how long it took for both of them to laugh. At this time, they became so confident. Maybe in such a game, they watched their teammates in the game and fought desperately, and they looked down and felt that they couldn't do anything, so they didn't know. What should I do? Then I forgot my original appearance, and then I was explained by Mu Yun. They also performed the same.

"I didn't expect to be preached by you, a stinky boy," Yang Yi said with a smile, "Ping, it seems that we all forgot! Forget that the stream is a war3 player, forget; the stream is a player of the undead, this kind of flow is the flow we want to see. Get up! No matter what, the stream has let us see his true self."

"Hehe" Zhou Ping got up and patted Mu Yun's back hard, "You boy, I didn't expect to say some unexpected words at a critical time."

"What is this?" Mu Yun was a little proud. "I'm a great man. You underestimate me too much, or I'll be the leader in the class."

"It's less stinky" Zhuo Yifan said, "You stinky bastard, your mouth is like this"

"Here," Zhou Ping said, and then everyone around him stood up. Everyone in the war3 class stood up. Zhou Ping looked at them and then looked at Xiao Liu on the stage, "Ryu, beat that guy home"

At the beginning of Zhou Ping, the people in the war3 class were boiling. Both men and women shouted together, but these Xiao Liu did not hear and did not notice. Now he is just in his own game, leaving the net in his own war world, preparing for his own outbreak.