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Russ is the sixth-level warrior in the Egyptian team. Hearing this, he nodded and said: "No problem, the opponent is just some fourth- and fifth-level warriors. We concentrate on defense and there will be no casualties within a quarter of an hour."
"That's good!" Lu Man looked at Santos and said, "I will target Yang Chen for a quarter of an hour, and the rest is up to you."
"Don't worry!" Santos said confidently: "Kill one in a minute, and I can kill all the other Chinese players in a quarter of an hour."
? ? ? 1:20.
The two teams started to board the plane. Lu Man suddenly stopped and shouted to Yang Chen who was boarding the plane:
"Yang!"
Yang Chen stopped and turned to look at Lu Man. Lu Man looked seriously and said: "Are we two going to have a one-on-one duel?"
Yang Chen also replied seriously: "As long as you can rush in front of me, there will be no problem."
"Okay!" Lu Man nodded and boarded the transport plane.
Soon, four transport helicopters flew towards the depths of the desert.
At 1:53, four transport helicopters landed slowly in the air ten kilometers apart.
Players, coaches, and organizer staff from both sides jumped out of the transport helicopter. A staff member pointed to a large tent not far away and said to Li Qutu:
"Mr. Li, the headquarters has prepared it for you. You can check it out."
Everyone cheered and walked into the big tent, which had a large screen, communications and other equipment. The professional staff of the coaching staff checked it quickly and then nodded towards Li Qutu.
But Yang Chen did not enter the tent. Now he cannot move and can only wander around the tent. Yang Chen stood in front of the tent, observing the terrain ahead.
After a while, a random staff member from the organizer came out of the tent and said: "There are still ten seconds, everyone, get ready."
Yang Chen¡¯s ten people fought side by side in a row, with four substitutes standing behind. Once there are casualties among the ten starting players, Li Qutu will immediately order them to play.
¡°Go!¡± the staff shouted.
¡°Let¡¯s go to that sand dune!¡±
Yang Chen shouted, opened his legs and ran towards the sand dune a thousand meters away. At the same time, mental power spreads, monitoring the surroundings, especially under the sand. Who knows if there may be something dangerous hidden under the sand?
For the ten people of Yang Chen, the distance of one kilometer was just a few plunders, so he stood on the sand dunes and looked towards the depths of the desert. Yang Chen looked around and said:
"Let's slow down, Cheng Mingfei."
"Understood, let's go!"
If Cheng Mingfei blew down the sand dunes like a gust of wind, his figure would disappear in everyone's field of vision after a few dashes.
"let's go!"
Yang Chen and others slowed down and walked towards the sand dunes.
In the desert, Cheng Mingfei's figure was flowing, and his rapid speed left a trail of afterimages on the desert.
"Um?"
His running figure suddenly sank, his feet had sunk under the sand, and there was still a huge suction force sucking his body, trying to suck him under the desert.
"Quicksand!"
¡°Chi chi chi¡¡±
wisps of wind spun out from under Cheng Mingfei's feet, making his body light and arms waving, he jumped out of the quicksand, then turned back and ran out of the quicksand area. His mental power spread out, and he checked the scope of the quicksand. After thinking for a moment, he quickly turned around and ran away.
Yang Chen, who was walking, suddenly stopped and raised his right hand into a fist. The people behind him also stopped.
"It's Cheng Mingfei! Get ready to fight!"
Yang Chen quickly issued the order. Although he did not see the Egyptian team members, he was well prepared.
Xiao Changsheng and Gu Tai quickly rushed forward with large shields. Yang Chen and others stood behind the large shields. Yang Chen, Yang Guang, Leng Feng and Shen Qingqing had already bent their bows and nocked arrows.
"Boss!" Cheng Mingfei had just arrived in front of Yang Chen and said quickly like a barrage of cannons: "About two kilometers ahead, there is a quicksand. Regardless of us and the Egyptian team, as long as we meet each other as quickly as possible, walk straight. If so, that quicksand is the only way to go.¡±
Yang Chen quickly calculated in his mind that it was two kilometers away from his side and eight kilometers away from the Egyptian team. Even if the Egyptian team were as fast as Cheng Mingfei, the Egyptian team would only have traveled four kilometers now. Now Yang Chen and others start immediately and should reach the quicksand at least two kilometers ahead of the Egyptian team. And Cheng Mingfei oh¡¡
Only one person ran out
Wow, so fast!
Brother Ren Fei, is that person Cheng Mingfei? "
Ren Fei said: "Yes, Xiaotong, that person is Cheng Mingfei. It's not surprising that he is fast, because he is a wind attribute practitioner, and his characteristic is that he is fast."
"But why is it that Cheng Mingfei is the only one who rushes forward quickly, while Yang Chen and the others walk slowly and leisurely!"
Before Ren Fei could explain, there were a bunch of barrages on the screen.
"Xiaotong, that's a scout!"
The wind attribute is such a good scout!
Yang Chen and the others all wore headsets and microphones, but what they said could only be heard by themselves and each other, not by the opposing team members, nor by the coaches of both sides. Of course the audience can't hear it either.
Of course, if they shout loudly, the audience can still hear it, because there are countless drones that can also receive the sound. Is it just that Yang Chen and the others are so brave that they shout loudly?
Therefore, no one except the fourteen Chinese team members heard the conversation between Yang Chen and the others.
"However, with the arrangement of the Chinese team, anyone with a little experience can know that Cheng Mingfei is a scout. And how could national commentator Lin Tong not know?
It¡¯s just explained in this way!
Sure enough, Ren Fei continued: "This is a scout. Cheng Mingfei, who has the wind attribute, is the best scout. The two sides are now ten kilometers apart. With Cheng Mingfei's speed, it is estimated that the Egyptian team will advance more than three kilometers. Cheng Mingfei Fei can see the opponent. In this way, the Chinese team can better target the Egyptian team."
At this time, the commentator of the Egyptian team also spoke again: "Haha I didn't expect that the Chinese team was so scared that they were killed in the first game and even sent out scouts.
But, in the face of absolute strength, a scout? is that useful?
Maybe, this scout is going to die. Before encountering the Chinese team, we have a chance to kill one of the opponent's scouts.
Let me introduce it to you.
Why is this person so fast"
"Yo!"
The Egyptian team commentator and the Chinese team commentator almost screamed at the same time:
"Quicksand!"
Then they saw Cheng Mingfei use the wind attribute to get rid of the quicksand, turned around and ran away. Ren Fei and Lin Tong breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Lin Tong patted his chest and said:
"I'm scared to death. Wind attribute practitioners are so powerful that even quicksand can't help them."
Ren Fei said: "Yes, otherwise Cheng Mingfei is the best scout. He only ran about two kilometers before he encountered quicksand. He didn't find the Egyptian team, so he turned around and ran back. He probably thought that here A perfect place to ambush the Egyptian team.¡±
"Haha" the Egyptian commentator laughed sarcastically: "Cheng Mingfei of the Chinese team seems to want to use this quicksand as an ambush place. But are all the Chinese teams so naive?
Where is the ambush here?
From a distance, we can see that if the Chinese team really wants to ambush here, it will remind us that there is a problem here with the Egyptian team, and we will be able to find the quicksand. Let's see how China's captain will choose? See if the captain of China is as idiotic as Cheng Mingfei? "
The barrages are flying.
"Does Cheng Mingfei have an idea?"
"I'm sure, I want to ambush you here!"
"The host said this is not a good place for an ambush."
"Indeed it's not!"
"You can lie down under the sand!"
"You sand sculpture, how can you observe the Egyptian team while lying under the sand?"
""
"Hold the grass, Yang Chen really wants to ambush you!"
At this time, the screen showed that after nine people, Cheng Mingfei and Yang Chen, had gathered together, in less than three seconds, ten people were rushing across the desert. Lin Tong's worried voice sounded:
"Brother Ren Fei, are we trying to reach the quicksand before being discovered by the Egyptian team?"
"Yes, Xiaotong!" There was a trace of nervousness in Ren Fei's voice: "We have an advantage now because the quicksand is only two kilometers away from us, and Cheng Mingfei is very fast. We should be able to beat the Egyptian team. We can reach the quicksand area as far as our eyes can see, but that¡¯s just about enough, and we may not have time to prepare for an ambush.¡±
"There's still one kilometer left," Cheng Mingfei said while running.
"Ming Fei, you drag me behind and use the wind attribute method to sweep away the traces."
"good!"
Cheng Mingfei responded, slowed down slightly, hung back, and then released a gust of wind, sweeping away the footprints of the ten people behind him.
"stop!"
After a few more sweeps, Yang Chen's mental energy discovered the quicksand and stopped five hundred meters away.