The King’s Avatar

"Qiao Yifan to Song Qiying, can this be regarded as a newcomer?" Pan Lin said as he walked into the camera.

"Almost!" Li Yibo nodded.

Qiao Yifan, now he is no longer a small transparent, but with the dark horse of Xingxin, the outstanding player Zhuge Kongming who is fiercely into the line of sight is out of bounds. His past has already been dug up, and like Zuo Yurui, who has a certain right to speak, he has repeatedly held Joe Yifan to say things, and the fallen grass has no eyes to let go of great talents.

The performance of Qiao Yifan is eye-catching. Even a lot of people regretted him: this is the first time he was standing in the professional season, but since he was a registered player as early as the grass, he is not a rookie in the early years, so he can't compete for the best newcomer.

otherwise……

Many people like to say this if, but Joe Yifan himself never cares about this. He is very satisfied with the status quo of Xingxin and is very satisfied.

He changed his career and became a ghost. He has a stable appearance in Xingxin. Even he is not suitable for the heads-up game where the ghosts play. He often gets the opportunity. This valuable sense of fulfillment is his I have never experienced it in the year of micrograss.

He got the attention, and even many teams contacted him privately, trying to dig him away.

Qiao Yifan refused without hesitation. No matter what team, no promise, no one can make him tempted. Because he always remembers who he is reaching out to himself when he needs help most.

For being left out, Joe Yifan has no resentment; but he is valued and he is covered with the liver.

He hopes that it is here. Let Xingxin carry himself and realize all his ideals.

The ideal is a bit too fast.

Qiao Yifan’s past experience has made him not too high-spirited, but he will be very cautious. His initial thoughts. Just start again from Xingxin, step by step, and become a professional player again.

Yes, his original goal was to be so low. He just didn't want to give up his glory and wanted to continue to be a glory professional player.

But now, he is on the stage of the playoffs and has successfully passed the first round with the team.

The ideal was realized too fast and too fast, so that Joe Yifan was so overwhelmed. What should I aim at now? The championship?

Isn't this a joke?

When the reality appeared in front of him, Qiao Yifan was really dazzled. Xingxin’s predecessors always glared at the champions, but Qiao Yifan always thought that this was an inspiration to everyone, although this kind of encouragement was a little overwhelming! However, several seniors of Xing are so jokes!

It turned out that this is not a joke.

It turns out that my self-confidence is far from enough!

It turns out that they really have the ability to win the championship!

Watching the playoffs approaching day by day. Qiao Yifan has already adjusted his mood in a hurry. Adjustment of status.

Because he found that Xingxin really had to rush toward the single-wood bridge leading to the championship.

Nothing is at a loss. Joe Yifan will be excited and excited.

I need to work harder so that I don't become a burden on the championship journey. He has repeatedly told himself this way.

And now. He will stand alone on the field and pave the way for Xingxin's journey.

Joe Yifan took a deep breath. Going to the scene, I couldn’t help but look back at the player’s seat. Their captain, Ye Xiu, raised his arms toward him, raised his hand and raised his thumb.

"You are far better than you think!"

This is what Ye Xiu said to him before he played.

This sentence Ye Xiu is not the first time to say to him, every time the exact tone, will make Joe Yifan full of fighting spirit and confidence demon woman inattentive.

He can't live up to his predecessors and the expectations of the team.

Turning around, Joe Yifan walked into the game mat, swiping the card, loading the map, and everything seemed to be repeated, two characters, behind the fort.

Song Qiying's actions are exactly the same as in the previous one, and the route selection is exactly the same, which makes him more skilled and efficient in the search, screening the houses one by one.

Qiao Yifan, he entered from the main entrance of the old castle, did not show any unexpected behavior with his own characteristics, but also began a series of doors.

However, the travel of an inch of gray is much faster than the long river of Song Qiying. He seems to have a strong purpose, and he wants to arrive somewhere soon.

The entrance to the old fort is the hall, and the various corridors are interspersed with various rooms for a total of 17 rooms.

One inch of ash from Joe Yifan crossed the four rooms in the two corridors. It seemed that he was satisfied with the position, and an inch of ash stopped moving quickly.

Then, after returning to the knife, the door that had just entered was smashed down.

Then, before, right...

The door on the wall on the three sides of this room was demolished by an inch of gray. Then an inch of gray against the wall, the sword, not moving.

"This... is it awkward?" Pan Lin asked a question.

Li Yibo frowned.

To say that you are observing, but it is also counted, but it is different from the general sense. Qiao Yifan operated an inch of ash to lower the door, which was very big and did not hide. There is no compartment system in the old castle. Song Qiying, who is searching, obviously heard the movement here, and it was three consecutive times.

Qiao Yifan is awkward, but it has released a signal to lure opponents.

Just this signal is also simpler? With Song Qiying’s cautiousness, how can he rush to come up?

Song Qiying will not be rash, but it will not ignore it. It is not the style and disposition of the fighters. The long river sunset rushed toward this side.

boom!

The sunset over the Yangtze River simply broke through and rushed into the room on the right side of the room where the ash was located. The shattered door panel splashed around, and Song Qiying quickly turned his view and quickly saw the situation inside the room. I didn't see anyone, but the door panel that was lying down on the floor was discovered by Song Qiying at a glance.

The gaze immediately swept away in the room. Qiao Yifan’s one inch of gray was moving quietly toward the door, but after only a few steps, it was no longer moving. The knife mentioned the chest and would fall at any time. Rack.

The name of the knife is snowy, and there is a white line hidden in the purple light. With an inch of gray, the body is undulating and swinging.

The footsteps of the long river sunset are also getting slower and slower. When you are close to the door, you almost have to stop.

Both of them are obviously a very young generation of players, but this one is playing as if the veteran is generally cautious. The audience at the scene is already nervous and can't get out. This kind of partition wall, the opposite of Ye Xiu and Zhang Jiale's confrontation. Only this time, the door panels have been smashed, and the roles of the two people can only be seen one step at a time.

An inch of gray knives and snow patterns are slightly mentioned. He seems to have felt that Song Qiying’s long river is just next to the door. The blade begins to shine, and the line of snow is so clear under the light.

An inch of gray has begun to sing, and has begun to prepare to drop the ghost array.

What about the sunset over the river? It seemed to be awkward in front of the door and suddenly turned back.

The audience is puzzled, but with the last burst, the tyrant iron powder will no longer have any doubts about Song Qiying’s move. They believe that Song Qiying is also a real bully man, so if there is any move, he will not consider going to the mother to give up the latest chapter. The hero of the tyrant is so simple.

Retreat two steps, traverse, and punch.

Snapped!

The fists slammed into the wall and everyone exclaimed. They thought that the scenes of Fang Rui and Zhang Jiale had to be reproduced. The wall was loose and a punch would be broken.

The TV broadcast was also a special one that quickly approached the camera, and then saw the wall slammed down.

What about the wall? The pattern is not moving...

Followed by, the second punch, hey, banged up again.

A punch, then a punch, another punch.

The long river's fists are not hitting the wall, this is a normal attack, no mana cost, the same attack power is also poor. I want to penetrate this wall with such a fist, I don’t know how much to go. However, Song Qiying ignored this point, but he operated the long river and hit the wall with a punch and punch.

After a few punches, I changed the position and still followed the wall and continued to punch and punch.

Everyone saw his intentions a bit.

Did Joe Yifan not remove the three doors? Song Qiying is good, he is now ready to overthrow the whole wall.

Quite a heroic idea, just a little clumsy to implement. Just use ordinary attacks, punch and punch.

A wall apart, if the opponent is there, I will certainly hear this movement, but Song Qiying ignores it. He made up his mind and must resolutely carry it out.

The light of the power of the demon **** on the snow of an inch of gray knife gradually converges.

Hey, hey, hey, hehe...

The punch next door and the sound of a boxing wall hit it clearly into his ear.

Qiao Yifan also quickly noticed Song Qiying’s intentions, and he was a bit worried at the same time.

The other party actually wants to pierce the entire wall. This cautious heroic is completely out of the expectation of Joe Yifan.

Roundabout, or stay behind?

There are no more than two choices now. One inch of gray leaned against the wall, feeling the vibration that the punch and the fist conveyed.

Don't go!

Qiao Yifan finally made up his mind.

Even if the opponent uses such a clumsy method to eliminate possible hidden dangers, but Qiao Yifan believes that staying is still beneficial to him.

The bearing capacity of the wall, Xingxin's players are very clear, because of their home, their selection.

And for the opponents, they also have a certain understanding, Song Qiying's long river, the attack power is how much they probably know a range.

Then, how many punches do you need to destroy this wall in the long river? Qiao Yifan feels that he can judge a general.

If you don't catch up late, make arrangements in advance. When necessary, you will eventually destroy the wall and take the initiative to attack.

One inch of gray is no longer standing against the wall, but a few steps back, but the blade is still pointing to the wall.

Do not go, here and Song Qiying wins and loses! Everyone saw his attitude.

Hey, hey, hey, hehe...

Only the sound of the fist hitting the wall echoed.