Chapter 429
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The presidents of several major guilds shook hands with Bai Liu in turn, and then left.
The host was shocked and continued to explain: "According to the usual process, the first player in the preseason should be the first to draw a team, because the chairman of the first team in the preseason Russell Cemetery It's being changed, so the president of the wandering circus with a team of two—"
"—Bai Liu, draw the team first!"
A lottery platform slowly protrudes from the front of the large screen in the viewing pool. The platform is an opaque black curtain box with an opening on the side that allows people to put their arms in. Below the lottery platform are three steps.
Bai Liu walked forward slowly and stepped up the steps. He lowered his eyes, and under the breathless gaze of everyone in the room, he stretched his hand into the box, grabbed a ball the size of a ping-pong ball inside, and took it out. , and handed it to the waiting staff.
The staff carefully cut open this elastic spherical object with a knife, and then took out a bunch of pieces of paper from inside, and carefully unfolded it face down without looking at it. Instead, he lifted it up and turned his body for the audience to see.
The originally noisy audience fell into a brief silence when they saw the sign on the piece of paper.
The guild members of the eight teams sitting in the inner circle also looked shocked, and many of them even put down the flags they were waving in a daze.
Hongtao raised her eyebrows slightly, Phoebe held her face lovingly, tilted her head and smiled, Cen Buming looked cold, as if she had expected to hug her chest, Daniel sat up all of a sudden, with a gloomy expression on his face. Looking to the side, Georgia tilted her head slightly, and whispered something to Armand, who looked serious next to her.
Charles folded his hands to support his cane, and looked at Bai Liu standing in the center of the ornamental pond with an ordinary expression from a distance, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.
This gamble is getting more and more difficult.
Liao Ke's hand holding Spade's shoulder tightened suddenly, and Bai Yi stared at the label paper dumbfounded, and murmured: "Damn, we won't be so unlucky..."
"Ni Shen is not here." Bai Jiamu turned his head to look at Liao Ke suddenly, his face was dark, "There are no tacticians, how do we fight?!"
The host's voice trembling with excitement resounded through the entire viewing pool with his waving arms: "It's really indescribable good luck, our new team drew the first team as soon as it took a shot--Killer Sequence !!"
On the raised label paper, He Xi drew an inverse cross—this is the emblem of the Killer Sequence.
Regardless of whether the game is won or lost, drawing a Killer Sequence means that the Killer Sequence will definitely end the game. It ended with a bang in one day.
The audience in the whole venue is boiling!
"The battle is about to begin! All audiences, take your positions! Prepare your chips and place your bets!" The host shook his hands, his facial expression distorted with excitement, "Now, let the tactician of the Killer Sequence end, come and play with the wandering circus The tactician of the regiment will conduct a routine declaration of war!"
Liao Ke took a deep breath, and he raised his hand to signal that he was going to speak: "The tactician of our team is not here, and I will temporarily act as the tactician to implement the game process."
The expressions of the host and the audience froze, and then turned into a huge, ferocious expression of fanaticism: "Ai Shen is not there?!"
"Replacing tacticians on the spot is a top taboo! It will lower the level of the entire team to a new level!"
The host's voice was about to burst: "Everyone! Everyone! Can our newly promoted team complete the counterattack process of last year's Killer Sequence—Challenge Dragon Slaying!"
"If this team succeeds in slaying the dragon, the betting money on this wandering circus team will be doubled now! Please seize the opportunity! The sooner you bet, the more rewards you will get! Hurry up! Bet! !Note!"
Sitting on the rest chair in the aisle, Wang Shun's eyes reflected the system panel. Even if he followed the hearts through the storm, Wang Shun couldn't bear to see the betting rate in the betting pool that was rising almost in a straight line. Take a deep breath: "...37 times."
"This is too scary..."
Such point betting, if the first game is lost, it will leave a terrible impression on the hearts of these spectators. In the following games, these spectators will retaliate and no longer bet, and they will be exempted from popularity. It's hard to get a gold medal...
Wang Shun couldn't help but looked worriedly at the players on the field, and finally fixed his gaze on Bai Liu standing in the center: "... President."
Liao Ke turned around and prepared to walk down the passage behind.
Bai Jiamu suddenly grabbed his wrist, pursed his lips, and asked in a low voice with deep eyes: "Ni Shen...so smart, he has always arranged everything well, and even predicted the future , he'll be fine, right?"
Liao Ke walked down the back and paused: "He will be fine."
"He said that he would personally come to prevent Bai Liu from winning the game."
After Liao Ke finished speaking, he took out his hand and walked down. He walked step by step to the compartment in front of the big screen, and stretched out his hand to Bai Liu who was standing there waiting for him with complicated eyes. : "I didn't expect to treat you so early."
Bai Liu raised her eyes calmly, stretched out her hands and shook hands: "I didn't expect that either."
Liao Ke was silent for a while: "Thank you very much for your willingness to lend us the game pool."
"You're welcome." Bai Liu's tone was flat, "Thank you very much for arranging a solo match for me. I really need this solo match to earn me popularity."
Liao Ke raised his head slowly: "It seems that you have already guessed our match arrangement."
In the absence of Nishen, the team competition cannot be played for the time being, and there will be a big problem. As a temporary tactician, Liao Ke will try every means to delay time in the singles and doubles competitions.
Bai Liu was silent for a while: "Ni Shen will definitely show up, right?"
"The opponent is you." Liao Ke's tone was firm, "Then yes, no matter how serious the injury is, that person will crawl here to compete with you."
Bai Liu lowered her eyes and withdrew her hand: "I know."
"I'll wait for him."
After finishing speaking, Bai Liu was about to turn around and leave, when Liao Ke suddenly said, "This time, he won't let you, and he will win you even if he tries his best."
Bai Liu paused with his back, hummed lightly, and then walked down the stage.
Liao Ke took a deep look at Bai Liuzhi's back, then turned and walked out of the communication room.
The host probed left and right: "Now that the tacticians of both sides have finished their communication, we will make arrangements for the singles match——"
"Except for the killer sequence, the single player should be the ace and main attacker Spades."
As soon as the host's voice fell, Spade supported the fence with one hand, turned over and fell down neatly, and walked towards the big screen. He had a black bone whip tied up at his waist, and his trousers There are belts on the back, and some props are tied on top. Spades walks and kicks these props that are forcibly pinned to the trousers, shaking from side to side, and even loses one.
Spade looked down at the prop and didn't move.
Liao Ke covered his face, his voice was weak: "...I know you don't like to bring props to the stage, but I beg you, don't drop them for a reason, I can see that you kicked them for a reason. It's dropped, pick it up quickly..."
——The props in the spades pants were all just forced by Liao Ke to stop the spades.
This spade guy never has any props, whether he is playing games or playing games, so he insists on sticking for fifteen minutes before he gets rid of the spades or nothing.
This time, Liao Ke ordered Spades to bring enough props to the game.
The opponent is that Bai Liu... A guarantee is always good.
Liao Ke stood by the fence, looking deeply at the pale-looking Bai Liu walking over there.
It is no exaggeration to say that he is such a dangerous and powerful team for the game, no team can be stronger than the oppression brought to him by a person like Bai Liu's understatement on the court.
Liao Ke felt that his heart was beating so fast that it would pop out of his throat.
Wang Shun felt that his heart had jumped to his throat.
He clenched the pen and paper in his hand tightly, fixed his eyes on Bai Liu who was on the scene, and took deep breaths to adjust his dizziness at the moment, it seemed that it was not Bai Liu who was going to be on the scene, but him Has.
The bench next to Wang Shun sat on other players who hadn't played for the time being, and it seemed that his condition didn't need to be much better.
Mu Ke's face didn't have any color at all, and the fingertips of his fingers pinched a few imprints without his own consciousness, Liu Jiayi's lips were tightly pursed, his calves were stretched straight, and Tang Er frowned. Frowning, he touched the gun he had placed on his back waist for a few seconds, and then slowly exhaled a foul breath.
Mu Chengcheng gritted his teeth and shook his legs crazily: "Fuck, I'm so nervous that I want to vomit."
Tang Er patted him on the shoulder: "Relax, adjust your state, you will have a double match later, and Bai Liu won't die for the gold medal, it won't be a big deal."
Liu Jiayi heard this, but her expression must not have relaxed, but even more tense: "Bai Liu is indeed exempt from the gold medal."
"He may not be in this match." Mu Ke's lips were bloodshot, "Or, to take care of us who did not escape the gold medal in the team competition, and also to take care of us Increase the excitement of the game and the betting rate—”
"—Bai Liu will most likely not be spared the gold medal in this match."
Mu Chengcheng was dizzy: "What the hell are you thinking?! This fucking is a peach!? He can't escape the gold medal? Is he crazy?!"
Mu Ke shook his head with a pale face: "It's precisely because of the peach that Bai Liu can't do it."
"He wanted to break the myth of spades' undefeated singles at once, and then his popularity jumped to a high position. Because he is a star player with a high degree of topicality, as long as there is a star player in a team, the audience will be huge." To ensure that this outstanding star player advances, there is a high probability that the entire team will be voted into the top 100."
Mu Ke turned his head to look at Mu Chengcheng, whose pupils were constricted, and said word by word: "If he wins the game without the high risk of avoiding the gold medal, it will basically ensure that the team in our team will win the game." Everyone can enjoy his popularity bonus and get the gold medal for avoiding death."
"Is this fucking eating his popularity bonus?!" Mu Chengcheng's eyes were red and his fists were clenched tightly, "This fucking is eating Bai Liu's life!"
The host's voice was almost excited, the whistle sound: "Come on! Both contestants come to the stage!"
"Two players, please declare war on each other!"
Bai Liu stood opposite Spade, looking up at him with no emotion on his face: "Do you want to win?"
Spade nodded without hesitation: "I want to win you."
Bai Liu smiled: "I want to win too."
He slowly grabbed it from his neckline, and a death-prevention gold medal that fell off the thread appeared, hanging on Bai Liu's neck. At the same time, a death-prevention gold medal of the same style also appeared on Spades. neck.
"Oh, both sides are exempt from the death of the gold medal." The host's voice was a little disappointed, "It seems that both sides have to use it, so it doesn't make any sense."
Bai Liu tore the death-avoiding gold medal from his own neck, and calmly moved it aside.
[System prompt: Did player Bai Liu choose to give up the gold medal to avoid death in this game? 】
The host's voice suddenly rose: "Oh my God! What did I see! This action is the standard action for giving up the gold medal for avoiding death! This rookie tactician decided to give up his own avoidance when he was facing off against a main attacker Gold medal authority!"
"I take back my foreword. Although the result of this game is half-good, it should be won by spades, so it is still very interesting."
The host teased Bai Liu: "I hope that when this rookie tactician dies on the field, he won't be punished for his recklessness at the moment."
Spade looked at Bai Liu expressionlessly, he grabbed the death-preventing gold medal hanging around his neck, pulled it, raised his arm, and moved it to her side.
[System prompt: Does player Spade choose to give up the gold medal to avoid death in this game? 】
The host fell into a brief silence, and then jumped up and roared: "Our spade player accepted the opponent's provocation! He also decided to give up his gold medal for avoiding death!"
"This is a battle of life and death!!"
Liao Ke's expression changed suddenly, he patted the railing: "Spades! What are you doing!"
Spades turned a deaf ear to Liao Ke's angry roar behind him, and he looked at Bai Liu with perfect eyes: "I want to win you under the same conditions."
Bai Liu smiled: "The person I liked before also liked to beat me under the same conditions."
"I've played a lot of horror games with him, and I never beat him in one game, he's good at it, and I've never been able to forget that he won that one time, I always wanted to Beat him once."
" Before I had time to win him once, he ran away."
Spade's eyes were fixed: "I will win you like this too."
Bai Liu raised his eyes, and the smile on his face deepened: "Since you said that, I hope you can really look like a qualified souvenir——"
"—You can beat me once."
As soon as his voice fell, he casually let go of the hand that was holding the gold medal for avoiding death.
The spades loosened almost at the same time as the white willows.
"Ding ding—!"
The two gold medals with the lanyard bounced off the ground, making a crisp sound, and then turned around in the air to disperse the gold foam, which could not disappear.
[System prompt: Player Bailiu/Spades confirmed that they will not use the gold medal to avoid death in this game. 】
【...Game Screening...Game Loading...】
[The game is loaded successfully. 】
[System prompt: Player Bailiu/Spade has logged into the game copy "Evil God Festival Boathouse"]
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The presidents of several major guilds shook hands with Bai Liu in turn, and then left.
The host was shocked and continued to explain: "According to the usual process, the first player in the preseason should be the first to draw a team, because the chairman of the first team in the preseason Russell Cemetery It's being changed, so the president of the wandering circus with a team of two—"
"—Bai Liu, draw the team first!"
A lottery platform slowly protrudes from the front of the large screen in the viewing pool. The platform is an opaque black curtain box with an opening on the side that allows people to put their arms in. Below the lottery platform are three steps.
Bai Liu walked forward slowly and stepped up the steps. He lowered his eyes, and under the breathless gaze of everyone in the room, he stretched his hand into the box, grabbed a ball the size of a ping-pong ball inside, and took it out. , and handed it to the waiting staff.
The staff carefully cut open this elastic spherical object with a knife, and then took out a bunch of pieces of paper from inside, and carefully unfolded it face down without looking at it. Instead, he lifted it up and turned his body for the audience to see.
The originally noisy audience fell into a brief silence when they saw the sign on the piece of paper.
The guild members of the eight teams sitting in the inner circle also looked shocked, and many of them even put down the flags they were waving in a daze.
Hongtao raised her eyebrows slightly, Phoebe held her face lovingly, tilted her head and smiled, Cen Buming looked cold, as if she had expected to hug her chest, Daniel sat up all of a sudden, with a gloomy expression on his face. Looking to the side, Georgia tilted her head slightly, and whispered something to Armand, who looked serious next to her.
Charles folded his hands to support his cane, and looked at Bai Liu standing in the center of the ornamental pond with an ordinary expression from a distance, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.
This gamble is getting more and more difficult.
Liao Ke's hand holding Spade's shoulder tightened suddenly, and Bai Yi stared at the label paper dumbfounded, and murmured: "Damn, we won't be so unlucky..."
"Ni Shen is not here." Bai Jiamu turned his head to look at Liao Ke suddenly, his face was dark, "There are no tacticians, how do we fight?!"
The host's voice trembling with excitement resounded through the entire viewing pool with his waving arms: "It's really indescribable good luck, our new team drew the first team as soon as it took a shot--Killer Sequence !!"
On the raised label paper, He Xi drew an inverse cross—this is the emblem of the Killer Sequence.
Regardless of whether the game is won or lost, drawing a Killer Sequence means that the Killer Sequence will definitely end the game. It ended with a bang in one day.
The audience in the whole venue is boiling!
"The battle is about to begin! All audiences, take your positions! Prepare your chips and place your bets!" The host shook his hands, his facial expression distorted with excitement, "Now, let the tactician of the Killer Sequence end, come and play with the wandering circus The tactician of the regiment will conduct a routine declaration of war!"
Liao Ke took a deep breath, and he raised his hand to signal that he was going to speak: "The tactician of our team is not here, and I will temporarily act as the tactician to implement the game process."
The expressions of the host and the audience froze, and then turned into a huge, ferocious expression of fanaticism: "Ai Shen is not there?!"
"Replacing tacticians on the spot is a top taboo! It will lower the level of the entire team to a new level!"
The host's voice was about to burst: "Everyone! Everyone! Can our newly promoted team complete the counterattack process of last year's Killer Sequence—Challenge Dragon Slaying!"
"If this team succeeds in slaying the dragon, the betting money on this wandering circus team will be doubled now! Please seize the opportunity! The sooner you bet, the more rewards you will get! Hurry up! Bet! !Note!"
Sitting on the rest chair in the aisle, Wang Shun's eyes reflected the system panel. Even if he followed the hearts through the storm, Wang Shun couldn't bear to see the betting rate in the betting pool that was rising almost in a straight line. Take a deep breath: "...37 times."
"This is too scary..."
Such point betting, if the first game is lost, it will leave a terrible impression on the hearts of these spectators. In the following games, these spectators will retaliate and no longer bet, and they will be exempted from popularity. It's hard to get a gold medal...
Wang Shun couldn't help but looked worriedly at the players on the field, and finally fixed his gaze on Bai Liu standing in the center: "... President."
Liao Ke turned around and prepared to walk down the passage behind.
Bai Jiamu suddenly grabbed his wrist, pursed his lips, and asked in a low voice with deep eyes: "Ni Shen...so smart, he has always arranged everything well, and even predicted the future , he'll be fine, right?"
Liao Ke walked down the back and paused: "He will be fine."
"He said that he would personally come to prevent Bai Liu from winning the game."
After Liao Ke finished speaking, he took out his hand and walked down. He walked step by step to the compartment in front of the big screen, and stretched out his hand to Bai Liu who was standing there waiting for him with complicated eyes. : "I didn't expect to treat you so early."
Bai Liu raised her eyes calmly, stretched out her hands and shook hands: "I didn't expect that either."
Liao Ke was silent for a while: "Thank you very much for your willingness to lend us the game pool."
"You're welcome." Bai Liu's tone was flat, "Thank you very much for arranging a solo match for me. I really need this solo match to earn me popularity."
Liao Ke raised his head slowly: "It seems that you have already guessed our match arrangement."
In the absence of Nishen, the team competition cannot be played for the time being, and there will be a big problem. As a temporary tactician, Liao Ke will try every means to delay time in the singles and doubles competitions.
Bai Liu was silent for a while: "Ni Shen will definitely show up, right?"
"The opponent is you." Liao Ke's tone was firm, "Then yes, no matter how serious the injury is, that person will crawl here to compete with you."
Bai Liu lowered her eyes and withdrew her hand: "I know."
"I'll wait for him."
After finishing speaking, Bai Liu was about to turn around and leave, when Liao Ke suddenly said, "This time, he won't let you, and he will win you even if he tries his best."
Bai Liu paused with his back, hummed lightly, and then walked down the stage.
Liao Ke took a deep look at Bai Liuzhi's back, then turned and walked out of the communication room.
The host probed left and right: "Now that the tacticians of both sides have finished their communication, we will make arrangements for the singles match——"
"Except for the killer sequence, the single player should be the ace and main attacker Spades."
As soon as the host's voice fell, Spade supported the fence with one hand, turned over and fell down neatly, and walked towards the big screen. He had a black bone whip tied up at his waist, and his trousers There are belts on the back, and some props are tied on top. Spades walks and kicks these props that are forcibly pinned to the trousers, shaking from side to side, and even loses one.
Spade looked down at the prop and didn't move.
Liao Ke covered his face, his voice was weak: "...I know you don't like to bring props to the stage, but I beg you, don't drop them for a reason, I can see that you kicked them for a reason. It's dropped, pick it up quickly..."
——The props in the spades pants were all just forced by Liao Ke to stop the spades.
This spade guy never has any props, whether he is playing games or playing games, so he insists on sticking for fifteen minutes before he gets rid of the spades or nothing.
This time, Liao Ke ordered Spades to bring enough props to the game.
The opponent is that Bai Liu... A guarantee is always good.
Liao Ke stood by the fence, looking deeply at the pale-looking Bai Liu walking over there.
It is no exaggeration to say that he is such a dangerous and powerful team for the game, no team can be stronger than the oppression brought to him by a person like Bai Liu's understatement on the court.
Liao Ke felt that his heart was beating so fast that it would pop out of his throat.
Wang Shun felt that his heart had jumped to his throat.
He clenched the pen and paper in his hand tightly, fixed his eyes on Bai Liu who was on the scene, and took deep breaths to adjust his dizziness at the moment, it seemed that it was not Bai Liu who was going to be on the scene, but him Has.
The bench next to Wang Shun sat on other players who hadn't played for the time being, and it seemed that his condition didn't need to be much better.
Mu Ke's face didn't have any color at all, and the fingertips of his fingers pinched a few imprints without his own consciousness, Liu Jiayi's lips were tightly pursed, his calves were stretched straight, and Tang Er frowned. Frowning, he touched the gun he had placed on his back waist for a few seconds, and then slowly exhaled a foul breath.
Mu Chengcheng gritted his teeth and shook his legs crazily: "Fuck, I'm so nervous that I want to vomit."
Tang Er patted him on the shoulder: "Relax, adjust your state, you will have a double match later, and Bai Liu won't die for the gold medal, it won't be a big deal."
Liu Jiayi heard this, but her expression must not have relaxed, but even more tense: "Bai Liu is indeed exempt from the gold medal."
"He may not be in this match." Mu Ke's lips were bloodshot, "Or, to take care of us who did not escape the gold medal in the team competition, and also to take care of us Increase the excitement of the game and the betting rate—”
"—Bai Liu will most likely not be spared the gold medal in this match."
Mu Chengcheng was dizzy: "What the hell are you thinking?! This fucking is a peach!? He can't escape the gold medal? Is he crazy?!"
Mu Ke shook his head with a pale face: "It's precisely because of the peach that Bai Liu can't do it."
"He wanted to break the myth of spades' undefeated singles at once, and then his popularity jumped to a high position. Because he is a star player with a high degree of topicality, as long as there is a star player in a team, the audience will be huge." To ensure that this outstanding star player advances, there is a high probability that the entire team will be voted into the top 100."
Mu Ke turned his head to look at Mu Chengcheng, whose pupils were constricted, and said word by word: "If he wins the game without the high risk of avoiding the gold medal, it will basically ensure that the team in our team will win the game." Everyone can enjoy his popularity bonus and get the gold medal for avoiding death."
"Is this fucking eating his popularity bonus?!" Mu Chengcheng's eyes were red and his fists were clenched tightly, "This fucking is eating Bai Liu's life!"
The host's voice was almost excited, the whistle sound: "Come on! Both contestants come to the stage!"
"Two players, please declare war on each other!"
Bai Liu stood opposite Spade, looking up at him with no emotion on his face: "Do you want to win?"
Spade nodded without hesitation: "I want to win you."
Bai Liu smiled: "I want to win too."
He slowly grabbed it from his neckline, and a death-prevention gold medal that fell off the thread appeared, hanging on Bai Liu's neck. At the same time, a death-prevention gold medal of the same style also appeared on Spades. neck.
"Oh, both sides are exempt from the death of the gold medal." The host's voice was a little disappointed, "It seems that both sides have to use it, so it doesn't make any sense."
Bai Liu tore the death-avoiding gold medal from his own neck, and calmly moved it aside.
[System prompt: Did player Bai Liu choose to give up the gold medal to avoid death in this game? 】
The host's voice suddenly rose: "Oh my God! What did I see! This action is the standard action for giving up the gold medal for avoiding death! This rookie tactician decided to give up his own avoidance when he was facing off against a main attacker Gold medal authority!"
"I take back my foreword. Although the result of this game is half-good, it should be won by spades, so it is still very interesting."
The host teased Bai Liu: "I hope that when this rookie tactician dies on the field, he won't be punished for his recklessness at the moment."
Spade looked at Bai Liu expressionlessly, he grabbed the death-preventing gold medal hanging around his neck, pulled it, raised his arm, and moved it to her side.
[System prompt: Does player Spade choose to give up the gold medal to avoid death in this game? 】
The host fell into a brief silence, and then jumped up and roared: "Our spade player accepted the opponent's provocation! He also decided to give up his gold medal for avoiding death!"
"This is a battle of life and death!!"
Liao Ke's expression changed suddenly, he patted the railing: "Spades! What are you doing!"
Spades turned a deaf ear to Liao Ke's angry roar behind him, and he looked at Bai Liu with perfect eyes: "I want to win you under the same conditions."
Bai Liu smiled: "The person I liked before also liked to beat me under the same conditions."
"I've played a lot of horror games with him, and I never beat him in one game, he's good at it, and I've never been able to forget that he won that one time, I always wanted to Beat him once."
" Before I had time to win him once, he ran away."
Spade's eyes were fixed: "I will win you like this too."
Bai Liu raised his eyes, and the smile on his face deepened: "Since you said that, I hope you can really look like a qualified souvenir——"
"—You can beat me once."
As soon as his voice fell, he casually let go of the hand that was holding the gold medal for avoiding death.
The spades loosened almost at the same time as the white willows.
"Ding ding—!"
The two gold medals with the lanyard bounced off the ground, making a crisp sound, and then turned around in the air to disperse the gold foam, which could not disappear.
[System prompt: Player Bailiu/Spades confirmed that they will not use the gold medal to avoid death in this game. 】
【...Game Screening...Game Loading...】
[The game is loaded successfully. 】
[System prompt: Player Bailiu/Spade has logged into the game copy "Evil God Festival Boathouse"]
The presidents of several major guilds shook hands with Bai Liu in turn, and then left. The host was shocked and continued to explain: "According to the usual process, the first player in the preseason should be the first to draw a team, because the chairman of the first team in the preseason Russell Cemetery It's being changed, so the president of the wandering circus with a team of two" "Bai Liu, draw the team first!" A lottery platform slowly protrudes from the front of the large screen in the viewing pool. The platform is an opaque black curtain box with an opening on the side that allows people to put their arms in. Below the lottery platform are three steps. Bai Liu walked forward slowly and stepped up the steps. He lowered his eyes, and under the breathless gaze of everyone in the room, he stretched his hand into the box, grabbed a ball the size of a ping-pong ball inside, and took it out. , and handed it to the waiting staff. The staff carefully cut open this elastic spherical object with a knife, and then took out a bunch of pieces of paper from inside, and carefully unfolded it face down without looking at it. Instead, he lifted it up and turned his body for the audience to see. The originally noisy audience fell into a brief silence when they saw the sign on the piece of paper. The guild members of the eight teams sitting in the inner circle also looked shocked, and many of them even put down the flags they were waving in a daze. Hongtao raised her eyebrows slightly, Phoebe held her face lovingly, tilted her head and smiled, Cen Buming looked cold, as if she had expected to hug her chest, Daniel sat up all of a sudden, with a gloomy expression on his face. Looking to the side, Georgia tilted her head slightly, and whispered something to Armand, who looked serious next to her. Charles folded his hands to support his cane, and looked at Bai Liu standing in the center of the ornamental pond with an ordinary expression from a distance, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth. This gamble is getting more and more difficult. Liao Ke's hand holding Spade's shoulder tightened suddenly, and Bai Yi stared at the label paper dumbfounded, and murmured: "Damn, we won't be so unlucky..." "Ni Shen is not here." Bai Jiamu turned his head to look at Liao Ke suddenly, his face was dark, "There are no tacticians, how do we fight?!" The host's voice trembling with excitement resounded through the entire viewing pool with his waving arms: "It's really indescribable good luck, our new team drew the first team as soon as it took a shot--Killer Sequence !!" On the raised label paper, He Xi drew an inverse crossthis is the emblem of the Killer Sequence. Regardless of whether the game is won or lost, drawing a Killer Sequence means that the Killer Sequence will definitely end the game. It ended with a bang in one day. The audience in the whole venue is boiling! "The battle is about to begin! All audiences, take your positions! Prepare your chips and place your bets!" The host shook his hands, his facial expression distorted with excitement, "Now, let the tactician of the Killer Sequence end, come and play with the wandering circus The tactician of the regiment will conduct a routine declaration of war!" Liao Ke took a deep breath, and he raised his hand to signal that he was going to speak: "The tactician of our team is not here, and I will temporarily act as the tactician to implement the game process." The expressions of the host and the audience froze, and then turned into a huge, ferocious expression of fanaticism: "Ai Shen is not there?!" "Replacing tacticians on the spot is a top taboo! It will lower the level of the entire team to a new level!" The host's voice was about to burst: "Everyone! Everyone! Can our newly promoted team complete the counterattack process of last year's Killer SequenceChallenge Dragon Slaying!" "If this team succeeds in slaying the dragon, the betting money on this wandering circus team will be doubled now! Please seize the opportunity! The sooner you bet, the more rewards you will get! Hurry up! Bet! !Note!" Sitting on the rest chair in the aisle, Wang Shun's eyes reflected the system panel. Even if he followed the hearts through the storm, Wang Shun couldn't bear to see the betting rate in the betting pool that was rising almost in a straight line. Take a deep breath: "...37 times." "This is too scary..." Such point betting, if the first game is lost, it will leave a terrible impression on the hearts of these spectators. In the following games, these spectators will retaliate and no longer bet, and they will be exempted from popularity. It's hard to get a gold medal... Wang Shun couldn't help but looked worriedly at the players on the field, and finally fixed his gaze on Bai Liu standing in the center: "... President." Liao Ke turned around and prepared to walk down the passage behind. Bai Jiamu suddenly grabbed his wrist, pursed his lips, and asked in a low voice with deep eyes: "Ni Shen...so smart, he has always arranged everything well, and even predicted the future , he'll be fine, right?" Liao Ke walked down the back and paused: "He will be fine." "He said that he would personally come to prevent Bai Liu from winning the game." After Liao Ke finished speaking, he took out his hand and walked down. He walked step by step to the compartment in front of the big screen, and stretched out his hand to Bai Liu who was standing there waiting for him with complicated eyes. : "I didn't expect to treat you so early." Bai Liu raised her eyes calmly, stretched out her hands and shook hands: "I didn't expect that either." Liao Ke was silent for a while: "Thank you very much for your willingness to lend us the game pool." "You're welcome." Bai Liu's tone was flat, "Thank you very much for arranging a solo match for me. I really need this solo match to earn me popularity." Liao Ke raised his head slowly: "It seems that you have already guessed our match arrangement." In the absence of Nishen, the team competition cannot be played for the time being, and there will be a big problem. As a temporary tactician, Liao Ke will try every means to delay time in the singles and doubles competitions. Bai Liu was silent for a while: "Ni Shen will definitely show up, right?" "The opponent is you." Liao Ke's tone was firm, "Then yes, no matter how serious the injury is, that person will crawl here to compete with you." Bai Liu lowered her eyes and withdrew her hand: "I know." "I'll wait for him." After finishing speaking, Bai Liu was about to turn around and leave, when Liao Ke suddenly said, "This time, he won't let you, and he will win you even if he tries his best." Bai Liu paused with his back, hummed lightly, and then walked down the stage. Liao Ke took a deep look at Bai Liuzhi's back, then turned and walked out of the communication room. The host probed left and right: "Now that the tacticians of both sides have finished their communication, we will make arrangements for the singles match" "Except for the killer sequence, the single player should be the ace and main attacker Spades." As soon as the host's voice fell, Spade supported the fence with one hand, turned over and fell down neatly, and walked towards the big screen. He had a black bone whip tied up at his waist, and his trousers There are belts on the back, and some props are tied on top. Spades walks and kicks these props that are forcibly pinned to the trousers, shaking from side to side, and even loses one. Spade looked down at the prop and didn't move. Liao Ke covered his face, his voice was weak: "...I know you don't like to bring props to the stage, but I beg you, don't drop them for a reason, I can see that you kicked them for a reason. It's dropped, pick it up quickly..." The props in the spades pants were all just forced by Liao Ke to stop the spades. This spade guy never has any props, whether he is playing games or playing games, so he insists on sticking for fifteen minutes before he gets rid of the spades or nothing. This time, Liao Ke ordered Spades to bring enough props to the game. The opponent is that Bai Liu... A guarantee is always good. Liao Ke stood by the fence, looking deeply at the pale-looking Bai Liu walking over there. It is no exaggeration to say that he is such a dangerous and powerful team for the game, no team can be stronger than the oppression brought to him by a person like Bai Liu's understatement on the court. Liao Ke felt that his heart was beating so fast that it would pop out of his throat. Wang Shun felt that his heart had jumped to his throat. He clenched the pen and paper in his hand tightly, fixed his eyes on Bai Liu who was on the scene, and took deep breaths to adjust his dizziness at the moment, it seemed that it was not Bai Liu who was going to be on the scene, but him Has. The bench next to Wang Shun sat on other players who hadn't played for the time being, and it seemed that his condition didn't need to be much better. Mu Ke's face didn't have any color at all, and the fingertips of his fingers pinched a few imprints without his own consciousness, Liu Jiayi's lips were tightly pursed, his calves were stretched straight, and Tang Er frowned. Frowning, he touched the gun he had placed on his back waist for a few seconds, and then slowly exhaled a foul breath. Mu Chengcheng gritted his teeth and shook his legs crazily: "Fuck, I'm so nervous that I want to vomit." Tang Er patted him on the shoulder: "Relax, adjust your state, you will have a double match later, and Bai Liu won't die for the gold medal, it won't be a big deal." Liu Jiayi heard this, but her expression must not have relaxed, but even more tense: "Bai Liu is indeed exempt from the gold medal." "He may not be in this match." Mu Ke's lips were bloodshot, "Or, to take care of us who did not escape the gold medal in the team competition, and also to take care of us Increase the excitement of the game and the betting rate "Bai Liu will most likely not be spared the gold medal in this match." Mu Chengcheng was dizzy: "What the hell are you thinking?! This fucking is a peach!? He can't escape the gold medal? Is he crazy?!" Mu Ke shook his head with a pale face: "It's precisely because of the peach that Bai Liu can't do it." "He wanted to break the myth of spades' undefeated singles at once, and then his popularity jumped to a high position. Because he is a star player with a high degree of topicality, as long as there is a star player in a team, the audience will be huge." To ensure that this outstanding star player advances, there is a high probability that the entire team will be voted into the top 100." Mu Ke turned his head to look at Mu Chengcheng, whose pupils were constricted, and said word by word: "If he wins the game without the high risk of avoiding the gold medal, it will basically ensure that the team in our team will win the game." Everyone can enjoy his popularity bonus and get the gold medal for avoiding death." "Is this fucking eating his popularity bonus?!" Mu Chengcheng's eyes were red and his fists were clenched tightly, "This fucking is eating Bai Liu's life!" The host's voice was almost excited, the whistle sound: "Come on! Both contestants come to the stage!" "Two players, please declare war on each other!" Bai Liu stood opposite Spade, looking up at him with no emotion on his face: "Do you want to win?" Spade nodded without hesitation: "I want to win you." Bai Liu smiled: "I want to win too." He slowly grabbed it from his neckline, and a death-prevention gold medal that fell off the thread appeared, hanging on Bai Liu's neck. At the same time, a death-prevention gold medal of the same style also appeared on Spades. neck. "Oh, both sides are exempt from the death of the gold medal." The host's voice was a little disappointed, "It seems that both sides have to use it, so it doesn't make any sense." Bai Liu tore the death-avoiding gold medal from his own neck, and calmly moved it aside. System prompt: Did player Bai Liu choose to give up the gold medal to avoid death in this game? The host's voice suddenly rose: "Oh my God! What did I see! This action is the standard action for giving up the gold medal for avoiding death! This rookie tactician decided to give up his own avoidance when he was facing off against a main attacker Gold medal authority!" "I take back my foreword. Although the result of this game is half-good, it should be won by spades, so it is still very interesting." The host teased Bai Liu: "I hope that when this rookie tactician dies on the field, he won't be punished for his recklessness at the moment." Spade looked at Bai Liu expressionlessly, he grabbed the death-preventing gold medal hanging around his neck, pulled it, raised his arm, and moved it to her side. System prompt: Does player Spade choose to give up the gold medal to avoid death in this game? The host fell into a brief silence, and then jumped up and roared: "Our spade player accepted the opponent's provocation! He also decided to give up his gold medal for avoiding death!" "This is a battle of life and death!!" Liao Ke's expression changed suddenly, he patted the railing: "Spades! What are you doing!" Spades turned a deaf ear to Liao Ke's angry roar behind him, and he looked at Bai Liu with perfect eyes: "I want to win you under the same conditions." Bai Liu smiled: "The person I liked before also liked to beat me under the same conditions." "I've played a lot of horror games with him, and I never beat him in one game, he's good at it, and I've never been able to forget that he won that one time, I always wanted to Beat him once." " Before I had time to win him once, he ran away." Spade's eyes were fixed: "I will win you like this too." Bai Liu raised his eyes, and the smile on his face deepened: "Since you said that, I hope you can really look like a qualified souvenir" "You can beat me once." As soon as his voice fell, he casually let go of the hand that was holding the gold medal for avoiding death. The spades loosened almost at the same time as the white willows. "Ding ding!" The two gold medals with the lanyard bounced off the ground, making a crisp sound, and then turned around in the air to disperse the gold foam, which could not disappear. System prompt: Player Bailiu/Spades confirmed that they will not use the gold medal to avoid death in this game. ...Game Screening...Game Loading... The game is loaded successfully. System prompt: Player Bailiu/Spade has logged into the game copy "Evil God Festival Boathouse"
