When the bell of the game rang, the nervous heart of the dead soul college was completely polished by Xerox's mouth. Now they have only one idea.

No matter they win or lose, they will kill the bastard who has been talking about nothing in balabalabala!

I have to say that Xerox's hate value is good enough.

At the beginning of the game, the momentum of the ChiYan team has changed dramatically. All the fun has faded from the faces of these teenagers. Instead, they are absolutely cautious and serious.

The students of the dead soul college are ready to attack at once. They give up the intention of breaking one by one, and directly form a circle. The students at the periphery take the lead in launching the dead air attack, while the students at the rear gather the dead air immediately and are ready to take it on.

This kind of dismission is rarely seen in the college, but it is widely used in the army. It ensures that its own personnel will not be hurt by the mode of holding a group, and at the same time, it cooperates with the continuous attack to replace and attack the other side.

As soon as the way of fighting in the school of the dead came into being, it immediately aroused a burst of astonishment in the competition field.

Such a way of fighting can effectively protect their members, just want to do a good job of continuous attacks, the students in the periphery and the circle must have a great tacit understanding, which can not be practiced overnight, as long as there is a slight fault, then their attacks will immediately appear loopholes, once they are caught by the other side, they can easily be in their circle Tear a crack.

Obviously, the school is very familiar with this kind of play, and the cooperation between them is quite good.

The ChiYan team retreated out of their range of attack, and Kano squinted at the round array opposite.

"You first, or I first?" Xerox stands beside zhanye, with confidence shining in the eyes.

"First of all." Zhan Ye's words have just landed, and the tall figure has rushed to the students of the college.

Seeing that the other side finally had a movement, the attack of the dead soul college began to launch rapidly, and the dead air attack continued to fly out, covering almost all sides.

However, zhanye is fast like a flash of lightning, constantly shuttling among various intensive attacks, which are like rain. The others are frightened to see it. But it is shocking that zhanye can completely avoid these attacks without being hurt.

What's more, zhanye seems to have no intention to attack at all. He just runs around the protection circle of the Institute of the dead, frequently dodging the passing attack.

"Zhanye is very smart. It seems that they have found the weakness of each other." Shen Yanxiao sat in the stands, hands around the chest, mouth with a smile, watching the game.

"Weakness?" Taotie tilts his head and his beautiful face is full of doubts.

As a foodie with explosive combat power, the way of Taotie attack is very simple and crude, either swallowing the opponent at one go or directly crushing him with a huge body. He really knows nothing about tactics.

Shen Yanxiao explained with a smile: "although the attack way of the Institute of the dead looks perfect, it requires a lot. Although the cooperation degree of those students is good, they can't support their dead spirit if they want to maintain the attack all the time. If they want to replace the trained adult dead spirit, it may be a little tricky, but they are just a group of students, the number of dead spirit The volume is limited. What zhanye does now is to consume their dead Qi. When the dead Qi is exhausted, they become turtles in a jar. "