Full-time Master: The Strongest Rookie

Chapter 129 Yang Cong now feels that he can do it again

Yang Cong would not miss this great opportunity to seize Qianfan's floating air.

"Stab the wrong hand, stab the heart, stab the mother-in-law!"

The three-pronged attack caused an explosion of damage, directly taking down half of Qianfan's health. The commentators and the audience were a little confused. Could it be said:

"I'll go! My Qianfan Master won't be taken down by Yang Cong directly. That would be too much - I really can't believe it. No, my Qianfan Master is invincible. !”

Yang Cong smiled, he felt:

The strongest rookie is too good at this level. His skills are not good at all.

But what Yang Cong didn't know was that when Yang Cong thought this way, he had already lost this game.

Yang Cong naively thought that Qianfan was a real talent, but he did not expect that this would be Qianfan's tactic.

The most terrifying thing about "Thousand Faces and Thousand Fans" is that not only is Qianfan's personal strength extremely powerful, but the reason why Qianmen is called Qianmen is partly because of Qianfan's profession and the plasticity of his silver weapon.

As for the second one: it’s naturally because of Qian Fan’s increasingly sophisticated tactics. Qian Fan’s tactics are similar to Yu Wenzhou’s but different at the same time.

What Yu Wenzhou likes most is to see through his opponent's flaws and shortcomings and pursue them fiercely, but what Qianfan likes is to use his own "flaws" to lure out the opponent's "flaws".

So when Yang Cong started to float, it was exactly when Qianfan was about to take off.

"Blade Storm!"

Just when Yang Cong was about to take another hit from the assassin, Yang Cong discovered that he suddenly couldn't hit Qianfan.

"what happened!?"

"What kind of footwork is this?"

Qian Fan directly chose to use the Z-shape shaking sequence in the sky, and suddenly distanced himself from Yang Cong. This footwork of Qian Fan was not a special footwork.

It's just a z-shape shaking burst in the air. However, Qianfan's footwork experience against world-class players was all integrated into his own body, which made Yang Cong suspect that this was some special footwork that he had never seen before.

“No hit, no hit, just no hit.”

Qian Fan kept teasing Yang Cong in the low altitude, and now the audience felt relieved.

"Look, look, let me tell you, haha! How could Qianho lose to this little Karami - it must be impossible -"

"Hey, hey, you dropped something."

"what?"

The man looked at his feet and saw that it was a clown mask. The reason was because when the spectator saw Qian Fan falling into the "downwind" just now, he screamed decisively——

But when Qianfan gained the advantage, this person began to turn into the legendary "Brother Understanding" again, which was really a bit laughable.

"Why!! Why! Can't hit!"

Yang Cong was a little annoyed, which made him feel that Qianfan was playing tricks on him. Just when Yang Cong was about to approach Qianfan again, Qianfan raised the flame in the staff again,

"Holy Fire!"

Seeing this, Yang Cong laughed out loud.

"You still dare to show your face to me. Is it because the scar is healed and the pain is forgotten? Oh! So, young man, you are still too young—"

Yang Cong reasonably believed that Qianfan would still be interrupted by him when using "Holy Fire" this time, because he had already interrupted it once before.

But what little brother Yang Cong didn't know was that the first interruption was just because Qianfan deliberately slowed down his release speed. If it was a normal release, Yang Cong would not be able to avoid it.

"Haha! Speedy! Reverse Thunder!"

However, Yang Cong was not stupid. To be on the safe side, he used the assassin's footwork skills while running at a high speed. With such speed, Yang Cong became more confident and even felt that Victory is in your own hands,

"His blood volume is only half. If he is caught by me again, he will definitely die!"

There is nothing wrong in saying that, but can Yang Cong really catch the current Qianfan? Without joking, the current Qianfan can be said to be harder to catch than the New Year pig——

"what!!!"

Yang Cong was shocked because before he could catch Qian Fan, Qian Fan had already covered his face with the "Holy Fire".

"Beautiful! This stuck spot is absolutely amazing!"

Huang Shaotian watched Qian Fan's operation and couldn't help but sigh. This point really made him think of all Yang Cong's skills. When Yang Cong was about to hit Qian Fan's extreme position, his face was directly covered by the sacred fire.

"The sacred fire burst directly into the face. It's a pity that player Yang Cong is just a little short of breaking the myth that the strongest rookie is undefeated——"

Li Yibo was a little sad, but this is the professional arena. Everything is useless. Only the strength of the players is truly useful. Without strength, they can only be punished in the arena, or even be at the bottom!

"Phantom-Hypnosis~!"

Qianfan took control again and tightly controlled Yang Cong. After that, Qianfan directly threw the priest's staff in his hand into the abyss without hesitation.

"Aria of the Abyss!"

"Haha, this kid Yang Cong is going to die, isn't he going to suffer the same old sins?"

When Huang Shaotian saw Qianfan using [Aria of the Abyss], he understood what the outcome of this competition was.

As for Huang Shaotian's previous failure, Huang Shaotian believes that he will never lose to "Xu Bin, the king of grinding" next time. If he meets Xu Bin again next time, Huang Shaotian will grind Xu Bin to death even if it means grinding him!

"Xu Bin, don't run away, kid. Just wait for me. When the team competition comes, I will let you know why the flowers are so red!"

Huang Shaotian silently thought in his heart that Huang Shaotian also planned to become the "King of Grinding" this time. When it comes to the team competition, I will grind Xu Bin. Even if it is a hard grind, I will grind Xu Bin to death directly, so that Xu Bin can also taste the pain of being grinded to death——

"Wait to feel the pain - Xu Bin!"

Xu Bin suddenly sneezed for no reason and touched his nose a little awkwardly. After all, this was a large-scale competition and the entire event was broadcast live. It was still a little embarrassing to sneeze at this time.

"Isn't it someone who is thinking about me?"

If Xu Bin knew that it was Huang Shaotian who was thinking about his haul, he might feel a chill behind his back——

"It's okay, there is still a chance. This kid's health is only half. Moreover, according to the characteristics of this kid's career change, he just switched his professional skills and weapons. His health is still that of a priest. ——”