Fantasy Westward Journey: My Big Anchor System

The operators of both sides came out, and after a brief cheer, they sat on both sides of the stage, waiting for the competition to begin.

After a short debugging period, the competition began. The reincarnation space unfolded and the exciting battle music sounded.

As the competition began, the noise in the venue died down and everyone focused on watching the huge screen in front of them.

Feng Jun was also concentrating on watching the competition in front of him. Both teams were among the top six giants.

Naturally, the collision attracted the attention of countless people. At the beginning, there was no big difference between the two sides in their formations and lineups. Both sides chose the standard 212 lineup.

This lineup is also the most popular one at present, with both offensive and defensive capabilities.

In terms of the choice of formation, both sides chose the Eagle Roar Formation, which is currently the most commonly used one. This Eagle Roar Formation is fully suitable for the 212 lineup.

At the beginning, neither side chose an overly aggressive style of play, but kept testing each other, and while testing, they tried to stack as many flower words as possible on their physical system.

The game seemed a bit dull in the first twenty rounds, which is also the norm among the current top team clashes.

After all, no one wants to attack rashly and then let the opponent find a flaw.

"It's been 20 rounds, it's about time to start, right? We have been testing each other before, and now everyone's conditions are almost the same." Lao Kong looked at the situation in front of him and said after a moment of hesitation.

"Well, how come the physics departments of both sides are so lucky? In just 20 rounds, both sides' physics departments have already stacked three layers of Mantian Huayu.

Why don't I have such good luck? Sometimes I feel like Aunt Wang is targeting me. After so many competitions, Mantian Huayu has only been able to stack three layers once. "Feng Jun looked at the screen in front of him and said helplessly.

In today's competitions, the physical department stacking a set of flowers has become the top priority. After all, three layers of flowers have a 15% physical damage bonus.

But what makes Feng Jun helpless is that his Datang account never seems to be favored by Aunt Wang, especially during top-level competitions, the probability of triggering the sky full of flower language is frighteningly low.

Many times, after a competition of dozens of rounds, the three layers of Flower Language of the Sky cannot be fully stacked.

"Ahem, Jun Ge, shouldn't we focus on this now? The fastest team in the field is on the Changsheng family, while the fastest team in physical skills is on the Sandao Ending team.

If a fight really breaks out, both sides are actually about the same level.

I even think that the team that ends with three swords has a certain advantage. After all, with the physical speed, they can take the initiative to attack first.

The damage after three sword strikes is indeed very impressive, obviously higher than that of Lingbo City of the Changsheng Family. "Zhang Jianwen touched his nose and said seriously while looking at the game in front of him.

"No, now it seems that the three swords have the advantage in speed, but it is only for now. Just now, the underworld of the Changsheng family used the breath of the underworld several times.

The Breath of Yellow Springs can capture speed. I believe that within two rounds, the physical first speed will be lost after three sword strikes.

This is crucial. It seems that Xilang also has a very deep understanding of the three-sword ending team. Therefore, since the opening, the underworld of the Changsheng family will always use the breath of Huangquan from time to time to catch the speed of the three-sword ending.

As long as they cannot occupy the first physical speed after three sword attacks, their team will easily fall into a passive position.

To put it bluntly, the command of the Sandao Ending Team is very good at playing in a favorable situation, but once faced with an unfavorable situation, their command can only be said to be average. "Zhou Yu's expression was extremely serious, and he also gave his own judgment.

Just as Zhou Yu said, in the next two rounds, the physical first speed ended with three swords was completely lost, and Lingbo City of the Changsheng family gained the upper hand in terms of speed.

The switch in physical speed made the Three Swords End team a little uncomfortable, and the command became sluggish from this moment on.

As for the Changsheng family, they took advantage of this opportunity to launch a swift attack.

Lingbo City, with its three layers of flowers all over the sky and its fighting spirit, has an outburst that is far beyond the reach of the Tang Dynasty government.

The fan in Lingbocheng's hand of the Changsheng family was blasted out, like the scythe of the god of death. Every time it was swung, it could always cause extremely high damage to the team.

The magic master Mu Lin from the Changsheng family could always cause extremely fierce damage every time he sent leaves rustling.

You know, Shenmulin of the Changsheng family is currently one of the top three mages in the Tianyuan group of Fantasy Westward Journey, and it is also the heaven-defying Shenmulin created by the wealthy Mr. Yu.

Under the attack of face damage, the Three Swords End team no longer had the strength it had at the beginning, but was restricted in every way, especially when the Three Swords End lost its physical first speed, the situation began to reverse.

Gradually, the competition came to the 41st round. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the team was already on the verge of death after the three-sword competition. Three members of the team had fallen to the ground, and one of them had suffered a minor death.

"It's almost over. The command of the team that ended the game with three swords was still a little lacking in handling the disadvantageous situation. Just now, they even fed the five dragons incorrectly, which resulted in the Adversity Baby not being able to resolve the Little Death." Feng Jun said softly, looking at the situation in front of him.

"Well, in fact, even if we hold on, the team will not have enough medicine and babies to finish the three swords, especially the big gold. Under the continuous output of face damage, the consumption of big gold is much more than imagined.

If this continues, it may only take a few rounds for the Dajin to be completely wiped out.

And under the current circumstances, Xilang and the others will definitely not give Sandao a chance to end any counterattack. Once the next round of Hell of Infernal Affairs begins, coupled with Di Ting's sprint, the duel should be settled. "Zhou Yu nodded and said.

Just as the two said, the initiative of the competition is firmly in the hands of the Changsheng family.

Everything happened just as Zhou Yu had expected, with the opening of the Abyss of Hell and the collective appearance of the three Di Tings.

The dust has settled on this competition, and it has come to an end.

Finally, after forty-ninth rounds, with the fall of three swords, this generation of legend also came to an end, ending his journey in the Martial God Altar.