Preparing to fight the landlord, the three of them moved from inside the house to outside.
Kering is relatively cold-resistant, and you won’t feel cold even if you expose half of your calves. Changfeng and Tang Yanyang couldn't help it, so they rekindled a fire to keep warm and provide some light so that people nearby could come to them as soon as possible.
When Tang Yanyang held the card in his hand, an idea suddenly flashed through his mind. The Buddhist type is also a character design, and this character seems to be quite popular.
The God of Gamblers seems to be a personal design, and this one can be closer to being more powerful.
So playing cards is indeed a good choice. No matter what the result is, as long as the process and attitude are in place, you can achieve the goal of attracting fans.
The time has come to put technology to the test.
He was still thinking about how to lose calmly or win easily, but the reality did not give him a chance to operate on his own. He had a bad start and was in trouble.
He was shocked.
In addition, these two people are really lucky. They either get a straight or a straight, or they just happen to get a straight, so there is no use for them.
The two of them relied on their own strength to draw the word "righteous" one after another. Tang Yanyang could only be a commoner, ride on the coattails of his teammates to defeat the landlord, and drive towards the pinnacle of life.
In this way, in the end, the scores were evenly matched and harmoniously tied.
After ten games, Tang Yanyang finally understood.
Because these two people overturned, there were three kings and four twos in one round, and Tang Xuanyang still had two twos in his hand.
Holding the cards, he looked from left to right, and saw the other two people sitting very calmly and thoughtfully, looking at the cards, as if nothing had happened.
Tang Yanyang's expression went from innocent to confused to hurt, and finally he was nothing but a fool.
-They are fooling my IQ.
If this wasn't a live broadcast, he would definitely kill them.
Perhaps his silence aroused the conscience of the other two people. After he threw out a five of hearts, Kering said politely: "I'm sorry."
Changfeng sighed regretfully: "I can't afford it."
As a result, the final game of Landlords was extremely confusing, and the three people were clearly struggling in pain.
But no one said it was over.
"I haven't watched it for a while. Has the food show changed to an entertainment show? This year's Scrooge has a rich nightlife."
"No, it's a food abuse show."
"No, it's a show where everyone comes to find fault."
"No, those two shameless people are putting on a show."
"No, I thought Tang Yanyang would be stupid until the end, but did he find out early?"
"The people's IQ is really improving faster and faster, hahaha! My poor little Tang!"
"I thought Changfeng and Kaiyun were good people, but it turns out I was wrong. I thought Tang Xuanyang looked treacherous, but it turns out I was wrong again."
"This is the first time I've ever seen two people act like cheaters with integrity and act like it's none of my business. It's true that people can't be judged by their appearance."
"Everyone, please don't gamble, because you don't know who your opponents are."
"I found that when two people in the team are cheating, Landlord is really a fair game. Xiao Tang can still be ranked second with a score like this! This is a win!"
Changfeng coughed and asked, "Why did you bring so much food into the map?"
“My dad said it,” Kering said, “Half of a person’s life is made up of delicious food, so don’t forget to enjoy life at any time.”
The two nodded solemnly: "Your father is right."
Changfeng asked: "Then can I be your friend next time?"
Kaiyun paused and said expressionlessly: "I am a miser."
Changfeng: "Aren't we all?"
Kaiyun said "hmm" and threw down two cards: "Wang Zha."
Tang Xianyang: "..."
This is really a game of Landlord with no end.
Share the hand.
He's had enough.
In the central live broadcast room of Sanyao's official homepage, as Xu Jingxin and others continued to approach Scrooge, more of the cameras were focused on this side.
A group of people in the comments shouted goddess. The various flashing colors and expressions are dazzling. The content is nothing more than praise for her and abuse of Changfeng and others.
As the two sides got closer, the number of viewers in the major personal live broadcast rooms also began to increase exponentially. Just to get a glimpse of the goddess' skills from all angles.
It deserves to be called walking traffic.
A few people are still complaining.
"This generation of misers is not challenging at all. I don't know what they are doing. They don't loot and hunt for energy. This operation is too competitive. They have all been robbed."
Xu Jingxin's clothes were neatly dressed and his long ponytail was tied up behind his back. He was not moved when he heard this. He only said with a mature look on his face: "Just do your best. It's not difficult to pass the test."
"I don't know where they are. If I see them, I won't let them go!"
The boy walking next to Xu Jingxin glanced away and said in a cold voice: "Watch your words. Respect your opponents. Do you want to lead your side to the hot search again?"
The girl shut up angrily.
A girl said sweetly: "Thank you, president and vice-president, for helping us pass the exam, otherwise we would have failed the exam again this semester."
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Xu Jingxin just smiled lightly and didn't take it to heart.
In the end, the team of about ten people stopped at the entrance of the village, and one person said in shock:
"Scrooge? Why are the three of them still here?"
"So arrogant."
"Vice-President?"
Xu Jingxin nodded to show his understanding and held down the long knife at his waist. Walk forward alone.
A few others just stood on one side and watched.
A pair of these three, there is no need for them to take action.
Changfeng over there had already noticed it. He looked down at their respective scores and confirmed that he was in the lead. He smiled, picked up the weapon next to him and said, "Let's give in."
As soon as she was halfway up, a sharp sword aura struck at her with the force of a mountain-cutting motion.
Changfeng's eyes turned to the right, the corners of his lips slightly pressed down, and he turned around to block it.
The posture of holding the sword was a bit weird and not strong enough. Unfortunately, he could not return the energy of the sword and was knocked back instead.
It was Tang Xianyang who supported him on his lower back before he could barely stand.
Xu Jingxin's originally calm expression showed a slight fluctuation the moment he saw her face.
Changfeng took the opportunity to straighten the handle of the knife and smiled at her: "Take your time, don't be in a hurry."
She put down her cards and approached Xu Jingxin.
Xu Jingxin quickly adjusted his posture, grasped the handle of the knife, and attacked her again.
This man's sword skills are extremely powerful, with a chilling feeling like the earth is collapsing and the mountains are being destroyed, and the sword speed is fast enough to leave no room for doubt.
Changfeng stared closely, observing Xu Jingxin's arm, wrist, and blade with concentration.
Xu Jingxin's knife should be very heavy, so the force of her downward strike is much stronger than that of the upward strike. It is difficult to dodge, and the blade is thick. Carrying it back with it inside feels more like swinging a boulder.
This cannot be resisted forcefully.
Changfeng had some concerns in his mind. Otherwise, the arm will be injured.
She retracted her attack stance, rolled to the side, and dodged awkwardly.
To an outsider, this looks more like a head-on confrontation, a moment of fear, and then a hasty escape. The mercenaries showed proud expressions in the distance. Yun Kai and Tang Xianyang continued to sit and watch at a close distance.
Xu Jingxin frowned.
That feeling of oppression cannot lie.
She felt that there was an invisible pressure that had been wrapping around herself. This was something she had never felt before when she was fighting against her peers. Her whole body was tense on guard, and she looked at Changfeng motionless for a moment.
Changfeng stood up again and patted his trouser legs calmly. There was no trace of fear on his face.
"Oh," Changfeng raised his head and said in approval, "It's better than I thought. It's a bit different."
It feels like a genre.
She beckoned: "Come on, continue."
Her judgmental look deeply hurt the fans' self-esteem. People on both sides quickly started to fight.
"What does she mean? What does she look like?"
"What is this guy named Changfeng pretending to be? Isn't it too much? It seems like he has already won."
"Because if you don't pretend now, you won't have a chance later! Look, Xu Jingxin didn't even make a serious move just now, and he has already fallen twice."
"Was that a sneak attack just now?"
"The sneak attack on your sister has obviously been seen by the other party. You deliberately stood up slowly to humiliate her, right? This is called a failure of pretense at best. Don't throw any dirty water on Xu Jingxin. He is a piece of trash."
"You are fighting in Sanyao now, are you participating in your scolding battle? When a dog bites, you can't see who it is biting?"
"There are so many stupid fans, do you have to pick out the words to read and understand? Why can't we evaluate each other now that we are rivals? It turns out that those who didn't claim to be immortals have been trampled on, right?"
"Xu Jingxin cannot be evaluated. Because there are so many crazy fans."
"If Xu Jingxin said this, there would probably be a lot of people shouting cool down below. Haha, double standard."
"Changfeng is handsome!"
"That's right, give Changfeng a gift."
"This person named Changfeng has a team behind the scenes. How long has it been since then that he has a bunch of crazy fans?"
"Who is this crazy fan? He keeps beeping here before we even get to each other. Be careful not to hit him in the face too much."
"I just can't stand there are so many retarded fans. Who can defeat Xu Jingxin and make the retarded fans shut up? I will give her a set of yachts."
"Let's talk about it after we can beat him. Do you really think Changfeng can beat Xu Jingxin? Who is a goddess and her father has been conferred as a god, Changfeng?"
"There was a guy who said he was eating shit before and he ran away later. If you have the ability, please prove your identity before we talk about betting."
"Doesn't anyone really think that Changfeng looks a bit like the God of War?"
"From the moment I took a picture of her face, I knew there would be such a moment. I have seen too many things in the world. Can you please stop touching the God of War?"
"Xu Jingxin is still undergoing plastic surgery, and it doesn't look like he has undergone plastic surgery."
"Heizi, can you stop jumping around? I'm teasing your sister! Do I need to look at my face?"
"How many fans only care about her face? You actually say she doesn't care about her face. Isn't it funny?"
"She has the strength, but she doesn't boast that high. If Xu Jingxin can boast that high, why can't Changfeng? Is it because her face is not as natural as hers, or her strength is not as strong, or her experience is not as inspiring as hers? Can you fan her? Is that noble? Then I think my newbie, who is an awesome fan, is more noble!"
When the live broadcast room was filled with smoke, Sanyao System jumped out.
System 111: Thanks to all users for their enthusiastic participation and discussion, Sanyao officially invited the guidance counselor of the Wulin Alliance, Professor Fu from the Alliance's First Military Academy, to come and explain.
The people at the scene were immediately excited. Please ask the professionals to quickly analyze the situation.
At this time, the two men on the field were playing a bit indistinguishable. To be more precise, it should be said that Xu Jingxin was fighting against Changfeng. Changfeng defended passively.
But although Changfeng was at a disadvantage, his face showed a calm expression, and he was not injured by Xu Jingxin's sword.
Xu Jingxin's sword did not hurt his opponent within three minutes. This was something that had never happened in a duel before.
In this case, many people in the comments were siding with Xu Jingxin, believing that victory would only be a matter of time.
"Commentary: Xu Jingxin is currently using a very complete stone-turning knife technique, but it is not as powerful as her father's and is not smooth and natural enough, resulting in some abnormal stagnation in the moves. Of course, the impact is not big. It is mainly due to the defect of internal strength. , the attack power is limited. Of course, he is already the best among young people."
"Explanation: The Turning Stone Sword Technique is an obviously suppressive style of play. This sword technique has strong attack power but weak defense power. It must be strong. But it is extremely energy-consuming."
"Commentary: It's hard to say who has the advantage now, because I don't know what Changfeng wants to do."
"The goddess is amazing!"
"Come on goddess!"
"Did Changfeng get scared just now? He even dodged it. The stone-turning sword technique is extremely oppressive, and even the God of War has used it everywhere. How could a low-level warrior like her be able to break it?"
"It's not that I don't have a good grade, it's that I haven't tested it yet. Thank you."
"Commentary: Let's talk about Changfeng again."
"Commentary: If you say that the avoidance at the beginning was due to fear of defeat, I don't agree. Xu Jingxin's sword attack speed is very fast, he can escape in a hurry, and he has been running away for so long... I counted it and it should be over twenty now. It took a few moves to make it look more terrifying. She should have made her own judgment."
"Commentary: Her moves are straight forward, without too many routines, and it is difficult to identify the genre. It reminds me of a fighting robot. All the moves are the most streamlined attacks after data calculation, aiming to kill in one hit. At a glance It doesn’t seem scary, but it’s really tricky to fight.”
"Commentary: If we have to talk about factions, they should be on the same level as Tang Hua. They are both minimalist players. They hide their edge and don't show it. Most people can't learn it."
"Which Tang dialect? Is it famous? Which martial arts school? Newbies have never heard of it."
"It was a long time ago. God, times change so fast. At that time, Tang Hua was a legendary male god. At that time, your God of War had not yet become a god, but he had already become one."
"The last miser slave master, Tang Hua."
"Damn it, is it easy to worship a miser? Are you crazy? Are you comparing yourself to the God of War? Are you a bunch of people with water in their brains? Are they nothing but men?"
"Tang Hua is a master who only causes trouble but does not kill people. He is relatively free. He feeds refugees on a planet by reselling and stealing energy from various places. The slave master is granted by everyone. I am handsome and ruffian, a bit of an ancient gangster, both good and evil. a feeling of."
"It was really a myth at the time, but it was a pity that he died too young."
"Myth, what a shame. Now that misers have such a bad reputation, scum like Xie Han bear full responsibility. It has nothing to do with the previous generation, okay?"
"Do you know that the nose-picker above who discriminated against other people's Tang dialect also saved your God of War?"
"Do you know that I also participated in planetary rescue activities with your God of War? Although the nose-picker is a wanted criminal, he has saved countless people, do you know that?"
"Do you know that your God of War clearly said that he was his fan? Eat melon."
"Commentary: We haven't decided yet, but I think Changfeng can win."
"Lie down?"
"Are you kidding me?"
"Is this professor a fake?"
Xu Jingxin was a little exhausted, so he temporarily stopped and observed the opponent. Changfeng also stopped moving.
"I know." Changfeng turned the knife in his hand, and there was an uneven curl where his index finger could touch the blade.
Xu Jingxin: "What do you know?"
Changfeng pointed at her: "Your sword skills."