(Address 4/10)

Su Rou's live broadcast room almost collapsed.

"I'm going, who told me that this is a battle of equal proportion? Who told me that Jiangbin No. 3 is awesome?"

"I didn't even react. What happened just now?"

"What's the situation? I'll pour a glass of water and the game is over?"

"Damn, you know how to use poisonous milk every day. I'm afraid you've forgotten who the real god is?"

"Han Jiangxue, my goddess, I may really fall in love with you."

"Gao Junwei shouted twice? Yu Zhen slashed twice? Then it was over? Hahahaha, I'm so laughing to death, hahahahahaha."

"Gao Junwei did call out, he screamed miserably..."

"I had no fluctuations in my heart, and I even recorded the sound secretly."

"We are just a little more powerful in killing monsters? If we can't beat people, we will be beaten and call them dad?"

"Okay, stop talking. It's only 29 seconds to make a decision. We don't give each other a chance to call dad..."

Su Rou slapped the table viciously, feeling proud: "Happy! Happy! Draw a cash red envelope of 29 yuan! A barrage of "Snow God Majesty" participated in the lottery!"

“…”

"Haha, 29 yuan, anchor, you are so bad..."

"Anchor, are you the beggar?"

"It's only 29 yuan, so I won't be fooled by you..."

"Snow God is mighty!"

"Snow God is mighty!"

"Snow God is mighty!"

......

29 seconds!

What is the concept of 29 seconds?

Everything that was exaggerated before the game was shattered. What people originally expected was a wonderful battle like the end of the world, and what was the result?

I took off all my pants, so show me this?

In the host seat in the stand, the host looked at each other with Guest Wu.

Especially around, his face felt hot. He just finished blowing how strong and fierce Jiangbin No. 3 Middle School was, but Jiangbin No. 3 Middle School was directly pressed to the ground to rub.

"Is this... so strong?" The other side looked at Wu Jiabin with an awkward look and signaled Wu Jiabin to help him save the scene.

Guest Wu: "..."

Across: "..."

The picture fell into embarrassment for a moment.

Guest Wu suddenly covered his mouth with one hand and a muffled sound came out:

"Hey! Hey!

I said 1st, you said 6!"

Guest Wu: "No. 1 Middle School..."

Beyond: "6..."

Guest Wu: "No. 1 Middle School!"

Across: “6!”

......

On the field, Gao Junwei knelt on the cold grass, his body trembling constantly. His once rebellious face was now as if it was ashes, and he was in a state of dismay.

No one knows what he experienced in Han Jiangxue's space coffin, and Han Jiangxue was in the broken sky and had nothing at all.

Maybe, this is exactly the problem.

It is precisely because there is nothing there that Gao Junwei is so unbearable at this time.

He gasped heavily, his body shivered, and he didn't even dare to look up at people.

His head was covered with skin burned by torches and whip, and his bloody appearance was extremely miserable, but even so, the pain he suffered was far less than his mentally.

Suffocating, struggling,

Darkness, nothingness,

Despair, pain.

In this short period of less than half a minute, he seemed to have experienced a death sentence on earth.

But only the parties involved know the taste of all this. As the audience in the stands and in front of the TV, they have not experienced the double torture of physical and psychological conditions in person, and they cannot understand Gao Junwei's condition at this time.

People just think that this young man who looks rampant and unruly is not as powerful as he imagined in his heart.

Han Jiangxue looked down at Gao Junwei at his feet, and suddenly felt a little bored.

She wanted to fight quickly, and she was confident that with her individual skills, she would directly imprison an opponent's team member.

Either threaten his team members, or cause a situation of more battles in 4V3, or cause serious psychological pressure on the other party.

What Han Jiangxue didn't expect was that when she finished all this, almost at the same time, her teammates teamed up to solve another output from the opponent's team.

Clean and neat, without any delay.

Han Jiangxue turned to look at the battlefield in the distance. The once calm and wise commander Zhang Mingming looked extremely embarrassed at this moment.

Perhaps, until now, Zhang Mingming didn't know whether the blame for this game should be taken by himself.

Did he underestimate the enemy? Are he careless?

No, not.

So are there any mistakes in Zhang Mingming's combat plan and command?

Maybe there is, maybe not, no, no, no, clicking and killing the opponent's only milk control is a way of combat.

Even if Zhang Mingming was wrong, if they changed the combat plan to kill Han Jiangxue first, would they succeed?

His biggest mistake was that he believed that Han Jiangxue, who was extremely determined to be stable, would never take risks and use Shukong in such a game.

What is even more sad is that even if Zhang Mingming realized that Han Jiangxue would use Shukong, how should he stop it?

Han Jiangxue's eyes turned and saw the dejected shield warrior Zhang Weiliang who looked helpless.

Flying past Zhang Weiliang's figure, Han Jiangxue saw Yu Zhen being carried onto a stretcher in the distance.

At this time, Yu Zhen had long lost the arrogance she used to be. Her clothes were torn and bloody, and blood was flowing beside the corners of her mouth. She opened her muddy eyes and stared at the hazy sky in a daze.

She once killed all directions in the arsenal and looked down on all living beings with the deep blue scepter.

However, after meeting Han Jiangxue's team, he was shrouded by Jiang Xiao's poisonous milk. Zhang Hui seized the opportunity. Two flame arcs were severely injured and were directly knocked out of the arsenal.

The medical star warrior in the competition is indeed very strong. He cured Yu Zhen, who was seriously injured and unconscious, allowing her to devote herself to the rematch in full shape.

It only took Yu Zhen one day from "admission to "discharge".

but,

She was discharged from the hospital quickly.

The admission speed is quite fast...

29 seconds, what is the concept?

Now Han Jiangxue can answer this question.

These 29 seconds may mean the fate of the two teams.

Han Jiangxue looked at Jiang Xiao. At this time, he was sitting on the ground, cutting the vines tied to his ankles.

She walked towards him. The moment the leather boots were lifted, Gao Junwei was like a frightened bird, trembling and kneeling and crawling two steps to the side.

Han Jiangxue was stunned for a moment. Is this a normal person supposed to behave?

Afraid of being like this? Almost all of you are going to collapse...

Is Gao Junwei not a mental illness? The kind of claustrophobia? She was hooked up by her broken air?

Of course, Han Jiangxue does not deny that everyone will react differently to the threat of death.

To be fair, if she was locked in a space coffin by the enemy and controlled life and death, she might be hysterical.

If you haven't experienced it personally, who knows what will happen?

Han Jiangxue was no longer interested in what kind of mental state Gao Junwei was. She took a step forward and walked towards Jiang Xiao while nodding to greet Xia Yan, who was holding her head high and Li Weiyaoyao with a calm face.

But in a certain military camp, a "crack" sound of shattering came from a separate room with clear windows.
To be continued...