First Player

Chapter 32 Chapter 31 · "I am in the same situation as you."

Under the watchful eyes of hundreds of millions of viewers, Celt the Tower took a deep breath, and a blue light flashed in his hand.

A ray of light, pumped out.

The halo was extremely bright, continuously shining around, like a shooting star. This halo is much brighter than the normal attack light before.

Aini breathed a sigh of relief, Selt breathed a sigh of relief, Hubert felt relieved, and even Qiao Liya, who was still sweating on her back, showed a smile that survived the catastrophe.

——It was a critical attack.

If the damage reaches the standard, one blow will definitely take away all the remaining life of the opponent's king, a complete critical strike.

The barrage has become one piece, full of praise for Aini and shouts for the victory of the game.

Su Mingan raised his head, he was thinking.

He is not the chosen one, and will not reduce the chance of a critical strike by half.

In comparison, it was the extremely low probability critical strike, which hit him twice in a row.

Su Mingan thought a lot, but no matter from which angle he looked at it, he had no way out—even if he went back to the file.

As long as he and Aini face each other, such a situation will appear. Even if there is no critical strike in the last blow—his clone has a chance to unleash a sword, there is a high probability that he will not be able to kill Aini in a single blow.

He was just trying, to see if the opponent dared to use the sacrifice tactic, to see if the opponent would choose to retreat, to see if the avatar could kill Aini in seconds, to see if he could force out the hidden rules...

One hit five, he can only use "trial" to find opportunities, find out which rule "loophole" is forced out.

But obviously, the other party has been very calm.

Lucky E's matching mechanism put him in trouble and faced a critical attack.

So, if we go back now and look for other methods, we still choose to avoid confronting this group of people...

He suddenly remembered the SS's evaluation.

The barrage is dead silent:

[It's over. 】

[This... is it because God won't let Brother Ming An win? 】

[Why do I feel that Su Mingan was targeted by the organizer? ? Another inexplicable matching mechanism, and another critical strike like a stroke of magic? 】

[Ah this. this……】

【Are you going to say goodbye to Brother Ming An? I obviously like him quite a bit...】

【…】

Su Mingan raised his head and looked at the light wave of the tower jumping over.

"—Teammate Yueyue, join the battle and accept the [Queen's] appointment."

Suddenly he heard her voice.

Pieces of armor emerged silently, automatically fitting onto her body. The bright red cloak fluttered behind her. She held a long silver sword in her hand, and the sword flashed a dazzling light like snow in the daytime.

Different from the other party's queen, Qiao Liya, Yueyue's queen's dress is not a complicated and elegant aristocratic long dress.

It was a combat skirt with a lotus leaf armor, revealing a thin waistline and straight long legs. The armor surface was reflective, and even the gemstones adorned on it were sharp.

Facing the blue light rushing forward, she grabbed the icy Chione Snow in her hand.

she woke up.

...

[Tower] The attack distance is long, and the tower can attack any chess piece of the opponent, but it cannot attack the king directly by passing the queen.

...

"Shua!"

The sword light flashed.

【—HP-300! 】

As the [Queen], Yueyue blocked the attack from the [Tower] and aimed at her [King].

Yueyue has not added any four-dimensional attribute points, her spirit is five points of a normal person, and she is almost powerless in the face of spells.

The blade can block the golden spear, but it can't block the light-like magic attack. She arched her body, and her blood bar suddenly dropped to 200, and she would die if she took another blow.

"Are you awake?" Su Mingan looked at her.

Blood was dripping from Yueyue's lips, the ends of her eyes drooped slightly, and her beautiful almond eyes were smiling:

"—Now, I am in the same situation as you." She said with a smile.

...It's all blood volume that kills in one hit.

But the difference is that the tower cannot attack the king directly, it will attack the queen first.

Aini looked at the girl with black hair and snow sword in the distance, and felt a hidden explosive force in that frail body.

She was clearly snow-colored plush, and she looked very well-behaved, but when the point of the sword was pointed at her, she had a sharp feeling that made her chest hurt. It seemed that in the next instant, her sword would be able to Across thousands of miles, he stabbed hard into his chest.

...The other party is clearly in a coma, so why can he join the battle on the way!?

Aini gritted his teeth, he felt an unexpected change.

However, now he should pay attention to his own situation.

Because, it's the turn of the red king.

And the avatar who is the [Guard] is standing in front of Aini at this time, and has reached the attack distance.

"Guards." A cold light flashed across Su Mingan's eyes: "—directly attack the enemy king!"

Flames erupted from Aini's body, this was not his turn, he could not attack, he could only resist with all his might.

He himself didn't want to understand how this game, which had always been so simple and boring in his eyes, would develop to this point.

The avatar with a combat power of 300 raised his sword.

The blade slashed——

Aini turned sideways desperately, feeling the cold sword body piercing through the flame's defense in an instant.

His eyes trembled violently, watching the blade of the sword cause a burst of pain that pierced his neck, and then it went deep, cutting through his own bones, and pulling it down along the flesh and blood——

There was a burst of pain that made people almost faint.

【—HP-445! (Weakened by flames! Broken limbs! Bleeding!)]

"Ani—!"

"Ani!"

The exclamation of the companions came from the side.

A burst of water suddenly appeared in front of Aini's eyes, and the only one of the five senses left was the sharp pain that was almost suffocating from the left half of the body.

But he resisted.

The advantage in numbers gave him too much chance of winning.