MTL - Vanguard of the Eternal Night-Chapter 144

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Victor’s nervousness continued until the next day’s game.

He didn't sleep well all night. When he woke up in the morning, he found that his old antiques started earlier and he looked like it in the study.

Victor has always remembered that Tyrone has said that he does not like mathematics, so there is no practice, and the basic strategy of reciting is basically used to treat spells.

This time he saw Tyrone looking at the formula and suddenly he was shocked: "Is there any problem?"

Tyrone shook the paper and said: "There is only one problem."

Victor: "???"

Tyrone: "Can I bring you with you during the game?"

Victor: "..."

The old antiques said sincerely: "This is too cumbersome. If the opponent sings a bar every time, I will calculate the spell effect at the same time... I don't have to play for a minute, I am automatically dead."

Victor distressed: "But, but I can't help too? Or else, take a break between you, don't count every spell?"

"I still want to hold you in my pocket..." The old man whispered, trembled and sighed.

Hey, when he was born and died on the battlefield, every time he faced a close-knit wizard, he was a nine-death life. There is no limit to the true magical world of the wizard, although this wizard is extremely rare.

At that time, if he could pick up a Victor in his arms, every time he smashed Victor, he would let him help calculate. I don’t know how much time and effort...

Before dealing with the Master, there is a general spell formula that is already very good. At the very least, there is a certain chance to know the spell effect.

When there is no formula, you can only rely on experience and knowledge to try and guess.

Listening to the singer has a fire element, or seeing that there is an icosahedron in the gesture - it is already a very good spell knowledge, and then you can only guess whether this is a fire-fighting or a fire cloud or a fireball...

Half look at the experience and half look at luck.

In the real world of magic, all wizards are self-proclaimed, no one will disclose their spells, and even a spellbook that teaches the basic elements is priceless. For the Master, once knowledge is made public, it will inevitably be targeted, and the value will be greatly reduced.

Without a stable social structure, it is impossible to establish a system of spell research. Without such a system, spells are always rare and will become scarcer as time goes by.

Waiting for the position of Odin's past life, his experience of dealing with the Master in the millennium is enough to write a spell against the encyclopedia - this knowledge is even more valuable, if he gives it, it will be taught within a few years. Another assassin descendant of the famous mainland.

In the interstellar society, the most favorite thing about Tyrone from beginning to end is the popularity of knowledge.

Everything here is quite the opposite. The precious knowledge can be taught openly, and even some people write science books on difficult content. Spells are not only everywhere, but also enough to organize into formulas, and everyone is openly discussing their own things and is proud of sharing experiences – and everyone is used to it.

Tyrone is turning the blushing spell book he wrote.

This is a version a year ago, and Crimson occasionally shares his own experience. It is not unreasonable for the Master to respect him as a "French God."

From a wizard's spell book, you can clearly see his inclination.

Blush is a player with an extremely accurate calculation. His spellbook is accurate to at least two decimal places as long as there is data, and it also comes with an error coefficient. There are rumors that blush is also in this style on the court. When he improvises to create new spells, he also has a decimal point in his mind...

This kind of computing power is absolutely talented, even if it is placed in the whole league, it will not exceed double digits.

Because of this horrible mental arithmetic, blush is simply frustrated with the techniques of refactoring - he created a world record of spell refactoring.

If conditions permit, blush can be rebuilt four times for a spell in its peak state! Four times!

for example:

You know that he wants to put an instant ignition, blush knows that you know, so he suddenly sang a small section, the spell became a hand of fire; you have a little magical knowledge, recognized the hand of the flame, he knows you I knew, so he suddenly sang a new section, and the spell became a fire snake. You were too hard to prepare to hide. When he saw it, he immediately reconstructed it into a flying fire snake with its own tracking; you finally collapsed. , open the skills to prepare hard resistance, and then blush found that there is a chance to kill you, and re-constructed into a powerful version of the automatic tracking type of flying dragons with 0.5 seconds...

Ah, my friend, let me go.

In addition to this, another feature of blush is that it is interlocking, and it will not leak.

He basically doesn't play probabilistic things. He is not a gambler. As long as he shoots, then at least 80% of the things will be done according to his design.

Because he will block all the rest of the road in advance.

A mage who knows a little about all spells. If he is still a master of the plastics system, there is hardly anything he can't do.

From the perspective of the Assassin Master, all the experience of dealing with this Master is summed up in two ways: The first is to "attack it and prepare it, kill it and kill it."

Unfortunately, in the electric competition, there is no real sneak attack. Everyone can say that it is ready to be prepared for the whole god. This is why the stealth occupation of the assassin is not strong here.

The second policy left, that is, "waiting for an opportunity to move, Thunder counterattack."

- Find a flaw, and then take him away at an arbitrary cost, and never give him a chance to breathe and then come back.

Thinking tactics didn't cost Tairon too much time. He didn't even forget to run two more workouts at noon.

Probably Victor was too nervous yesterday. The soup that was stewed in the afternoon was so delicious. Tyron was silent and licked a lot of Cordyceps, and today I started to have a feeling of endless energy.

The feeling of having a family is such a great!

The old-fashioned antiques of his family took him back to the player's seat with Victor.

His match with the blush was arranged in the afternoon, and there was only one such game all afternoon, and the other person's ranking was arranged in the morning.

Look at other people's games, even if it's old-fashioned, it's a matter of adjusting your body and mind. Sometimes you see young players (both "young" for him) to fight on the court, so that he has a way back to the past in the training ground. I saw the feeling of training the little scorpions in the rain.

At about 10 o'clock in the morning, blush appeared on the seat.

The two people who will soon compete for the championship are not too far away, and the parties have not responded. The pilot and the audience are on the verge of enemies. Even the two screens were quickly given on the side screens.

When Crimson looked at the camera, he realized that Odin was also there. He said hello, and he knew it in advance.

There were several seats in between, and there was no way to talk. Tyron didn’t take it too seriously, and nodded and signaled that he saw it.

- For them it is a two-second episode.

As a result, the media and audience comments on the side of the road exploded!

"The champion battle started ahead of schedule? ‘French God’ blush and ‘Great Devil’ Odin Qiqi appeared in the national game scene! Is it purely passing by, or intentionally exerting psychological pressure on the opponent, please ask experts to analyze for us...”

"In my lifetime, I actually saw the two ‘sex-cold’ male gods in the e-sports circle greeting each other...”

"The dark tide is turbulent, there must be a flaw behind this! The action of blush just like the gesture of casting spells? Odin's nod is sure to have a deep meaning!"

... God knows, in fact, they just greeted each other casually.

Victor noticed the over-interpretation of the audience and laughed and pulled Latral's sleeves.

Taryn: "Get out of the way, go with them."

Victor whispered: "No, I want to know...when are they calling you ‘sex-cold’ male gods?”

Tyrone looked at it, and the comment had already been brushed up to a hundred thousand miles away. It was invisible.

"The cold is not cold, you know best." The old antiques fainted in the past, and the clouds said lightly, "They also said that the iceberg, I am ice? You still complained hot the day before yesterday."

"..." Victor felt that he must have been too filthy, and it seemed that he had heard ambiguity.

Tyron sighed under Victor's ear and then satisfactorily saw a little goose bump: "When you finish the game, go to rent a hot spring."

Victor couldn't help but ask: "Let a few days?"

"30 days."

Victor, blushing, whispered: "Well, I am going to find a spaceship with hot springs..."

Tyrone’s meaning is profound: “To be a hot and cold pairing spring, with a foot slip.”

Victor's cockroach was cooked and smoked at the top of his head. He said, "No, don't play this way..." Who is it! Who made my old antiques open the door to the new century! ! Even the gameplay that is so unpopular is known, and I am still old and antique! ! !

......

After a few seconds, the public screen did not discuss blush and Odin, and began to wonder: "Why is the agent's face so red?"

"What the big devil turned around and said, super want to know!!!"

"Is the Four Lords preparing for the provincial competition, and the national competition to announce the wedding?"

And the fans who can never be absent everyday: "The side of the **** of war, I am suffocating, oh!!"

Soon after, the finale of the morning game was over – Van Gogh was placed in the fourth place. Waiting for the next round, he will basically match Kyushu. It depends on whether he can win Kyushu in this national race.

Unexpectedly, Van Gogh went straight to the game and went to Odin.

At this time no game was going on, and the lens decisively gave these two high-profile assassins.

Van Gogh deliberately hid the camera and walked over to put a virtual key in front of Tyrone. He said with a downcast: "...someone wants to see you."