"Ni Shen's health is not high now. Is Bai Liu going to press on now?" the host excitedly raised the microphone and shouted, "Is he going to accomplish a feat and eliminate all members of the top-ranked team from the game at once?!"

"But unfortunately, this is no longer possible."

The host suddenly changed the subject, as if he felt sorry for Bai Liu, but his tone was obviously full of anticipation: "The next person to be kicked out of the competition should be Bai Liu himself."

"The Judge of the God of Rebellion currently has 15 health points, and our Bai Liu, please have the staff play it in reverse, so that we can pay attention to the health points of Bai Liu at the bottom right of the big screen——"

"——Everyone noticed that it was only three o'clock."

The audience's enthusiastic cheering for Bai Liu suddenly died down. Many people seemed to understand what was going to happen next and sat back with a lack of interest.

One spectator snorted and said disdainfully: "I thought it was so awesome, but it was just a short three-for-four trade, and in the end it was still a four-for-four tie."

"If you leave a roaming player on the field at the end, won't you still lose?"

"This tactician has been using this kind of pretentious tactics since he was a rookie. Why is he still using it in the playoffs?" One spectator rolled his eyes. "I've been bothering him since he was a rookie. How come he's still alive? And he even made it to the challenge tournament?"

"Killer Sequence, kill him quickly. I don't want to see this kind of player in the playoffs. It's not interesting at all. It makes me less willing to bet."

Daniel, who was sitting in the first row with his hands on the railing, twitched his ears, narrowed his eyes, and raised his hand to draw his gun.

As if he had predicted Daniel's move to pull out his gun, Cen Mingming raised his hand and pressed the back of Daniel's neck, saying coldly: "This is a playoff game. If you don't want to be punished for a violation, just control yourself for the time being."

"Tsk." Daniel tsks softly. He twirls the sniper rifle he has taken out with a bored look in his eyes. "After entering the playoffs, I can't even kill a spectator?"

"You can kill him." Cen Mingming said indifferently, "But if you kill him, you will be punished and will never be able to see your godfather face to face again. You can only look up to him through the TV screen forever."

Daniel paused for a moment while turning the gun. He put the gun back and held his face with one hand, looking at Bai Liu on the big screen. His apple-green eyes flashed with a strange light, and the corners of his mouth curled up strangely: "President, what do you think the Godfather would say about me now?"

Cen Mingming's eyes subtly swept over the small tie casually tied around Daniel's neck, the wet hairband on his index and middle fingers, and the bandage wrapped around the sniper rifle.

——Daniel bought these three items from the heads of three spectators who had just snatched Bai Liu’s personal belongings with guns, and then had a “friendly” conversation with a smile.

Daniel turned around and asked again, his expression was expectant, even a little naive: "What kind of godson do you think the Godfather will think of me?"

Cen Mingming expressionlessly withdrew his hand from the back of Daniel's neck. He wiped his palm vigorously with a piece of paper, which had just touched Bai Liu's tie, and silently replied in his heart:

——Perverted godson.

The host began to analyze the situation on the field. "It seems that Bai Liu has the upper hand now, but his health is only three points. Nishen is famous for his high defense and ability to hide. Although he only has 15 points of health, he will not be defeated without a lot of wear and tear."

"In this case, as long as Nishen attacks, Bai Liu will be eliminated from the game first, which means that both sides will have four players eliminated from the game, which is four for four."

"But!" the host suddenly raised his voice and emphasized, "There are no tacticians in the Wandering Circus!"

"Without the tactician, the game is almost certain to end. Even if Mu Sicheng, who is left on the field, has 87 HP, which is seven or eight times that of Ni Shen, it is useless."

"Ni Shen has a strong advantage in both the main storyline and the confrontation. He is a very good tactician and a very good game decoder. I personally think that even if Ni Shen has only a little health on the field, Mu Sicheng will not have much advantage against him."

"Because we all know the intelligence value of Nishen——"

The host waved his hand and pointed to the enlarged Lu Station panel on the big screen, as if that panel was his own, and proudly raised his head to introduce it: "——It is the highest 96 points in the whole game."

"This stupid host must have bet on Nishen. He is a gambler of Nishen and now he is leading the audience to bet on Nishen." Liu Jiayi calmly commented on the host, then looked at Bai Liu who was confronting Lu Yizhan on the big screen with a serious expression, "But his analysis also makes sense. It will be very troublesome to clear Lu Yizhan in a short time."

"and……"

Liu Jiayi looked at the health value next to Bai Liu's system panel and pursed her lower lips:

"Although Mu Sicheng's health has been restored, his skills are still in the cooldown period, so he can't do much now. If Lu Yizhan is determined to kill Bai Liu, he can't stop him. The antidote that was reset when my skill panel was in Bai Liu's CD was given to Mu Sicheng. Now Bai Liu can't restore his health."

"The current Bai Liu is indeed very easy to be cleared out by Lu Station."

Wang Shun was so nervous that his hands and feet were cold. He asked anxiously, "Why are there only three points? Bai Liu doesn't look injured? Then why didn't the president give the antidote to himself just now? "

If Bai Liu was cleared out, just like what the host said, what’s the use of having only one monkey, Shepherd, left on the field!

You can win after taking the main storyline and taking the test against the divine light!

"Because Bai Liu is gambling." Mu Ke stared at the big screen, "If he hadn't given the antidote to Mu Sicheng, Mu Sicheng would have been killed in one go by Liao Ke who was standing by. Bai Liu didn't want to trade four for four, which would have resulted in a draw after a brutal confrontation with the opponent. Bai Liu wanted to maintain his advantage over the killer sequence, so there had to be at least two of our players on the field."

"So Bai Liu is gambling, betting that he can save Mu Sicheng with these three health points."

"Bai Liu's only chance of winning is with Lu Yizhan." Tang Erda took a deep breath and stared at the big screen. "Lu Yizhan can't see Bai Liu's panel. He doesn't know that Bai Liu only has three health points left."

"It depends on whether Lu Yizhan can detect that the Bai Liu in front of him only has three health points. He can kill it with one sword."

"If you notice..."

Tang Erda slowly clenched his right hand into a fist.

What follows is a psychological warfare between Bai Liu and Lu Yizhan.

But these two have been good friends for ten years and know each other so well. How can Bai Liu deceive Lu Yizhan?

"It's moving!" the host screamed again, "Bai Liu didn't care that he only had three health points, he walked straight towards the Inquisitor of the God!"

"Let's see how the inquisitor who rebels against God will respond?"

Wang Shun felt like he was about to vomit from nervousness again. He turned his face away and didn't dare to look at the big screen.

His heart was pounding and a wry smile appeared on his face. He felt deeply that he should prepare a motion sickness bag the next time he watched Bai Liu compete.

This guy Bai Liu, who only has three health points, can still take the initiative to attack when facing the game's number one tactician.

It was clearly just a pretense, but it made it seem like he was really going to kill the other party...

Should we say that it is indeed a dark horse that gambler Charles has chosen?

Bai Liu is a person who always gambles crazily and calmly when the chance of winning is smaller.

"The God-rebellious Judge has moved! He has raised his heavy sword!" the host shouted, his face flushed red, "Does this mean the outcome of this match will be decided at this moment?!"

The host was halfway through his shouting, his eyes bulging with intense emotion, and was about to shout out the passionate commentary [Nishen killed Bai Liu with one sword!], but was suddenly interrupted by something happening on the big screen.

He looked in amazement at a girl who suddenly appeared out of nowhere on the big screen. The girl swept across the entire place swiftly and efficiently, threw her pocket to the side, and without any hesitation, she took two running steps back, kicked up with one foot, and kicked Nishen hard in the waist as he was concentrating on drawing out his heavy sword.

Nishen was kicked unexpectedly and his waist broke with a crisp sound. He screamed and rolled to the side in the grass with his heavy sword. He stretched out his dying hand and tried to get up.

The host was like a goose being strangled, and let out a dry and shocked cry from his throat: "Fuck, who is this NPC?!"

On the big screen.

Bai Liu, who was covered in wounds, looked expressionlessly at Fang Dian who grabbed Lu Yizhang's collar and lifted him up. He turned around and was about to leave, but Fang Dian quickly grabbed him by the back of the neck and pulled him back.

"Still want to run? Stay still." Fang Dian put his hands on his hips and glanced at the two men with a cold look, "Put your hands behind your back."

Bai Liu and Lu Yizhan paused for a moment, then lowered their heads and squatted down as if they were familiar with the process, and put their hands behind their heads as Fang Dian requested.

——They looked exactly like two criminals who were arrested on the spot.

Mu Sicheng was completely dumbfounded. He stared blankly at Fang Dian who was falling from the sky, as if he was looking at the Tathagata Buddha who could subdue the Great Sage Qi in the Great Heavenly Palace.

Fang Dian seemed to notice that there was a third person here. He turned his head to glance at Mu Sicheng from top to bottom as if examining him, and narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

Mu Sicheng was so frightened by the look that seemed to bury him in the ground on the spot that he subconsciously squatted down with his head in his hands, becoming the same posture as Lu Yizhang and Bai Liu.

After squatting, Mu Sicheng realized that his behavior was a bit strange: "..."

But Fang Dian ignored Mu Sicheng. Seeing his posture, he smiled, turned around, and waved to Mu Sicheng with his back to him: "Classmate, if you are passing by, please go first. I will clean the door first."

Mu Sicheng swallowed his saliva with a chill on the back of his neck. He looked in horror at the two [doormen] - Lu Yizhang and Bai Liu - who were squatting on the ground without saying a word and were about to be eliminated.

...I can use the word "clear" to describe these two abnormal tacticians...

What a scary woman.

Fang Dian also squatted down, stretched out his finger and poked Bai Liu and Lu Yizhan hard on the forehead, sneering: "Okay, you guys only know how to use me."

"You first, Lu Yizhan." Fang Dian narrowed his eyes. "I mean, you've given speeches so many times and never felt nervous before. Why did you suddenly say you were nervous this time? You asked me to buy you some small brand of cheap energy drink outside the school to relieve your nervousness? You can't even buy it in the school's canteen."

"So it was to get rid of the fight between me and Bai Liu."

Fang Dian's last words were so slow that Lu Yizhan's shoulders trembled and he lowered his head even more. He sincerely admitted his fault in a low voice: "...I'm sorry."

Bai Liu quietly fanned the flames: "Lu Yizhan dares to order you to run errands, how scary."

"How dare you put such a fuss on me." Fang Dian was speechless and amused. She looked at Bai Liu, "How can you be so nice? After you beat Lao Lu, you deliberately brought me back as a reinforcement to vent your anger, right?"

"Every time you lose a game to Lao Lu, you come to me and ask me to beat Lao Lu so that he can get you back. Now Lao Lu doesn't dare to beat you anymore."

"You're already eighteen, can't you afford to lose a little, Bai Liu?"

Bai Liu's eyes wandered: "Someone is always looking for trouble for me, so it's normal that I can't afford to lose, right?"

Fang tapped Bai Liu's brow. She sighed, but with a bright smile on her face: "You, you, when will you grow up?"