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Moxiu immediately activated Godâs Snooping.
â Skill 1: Consecutive Flame Bullets 2
[Skill effect: Fire 20 fireballs to kill within 5 minutes]
[Cooldown: 6 hours
If there was a skill that Godâs Sight had the worst detection effect on, it would definitely be an elemental skill.
This was because he could not detect how strong the damage of the elemental skills was.
âLet the competition begin!â
As the host announced the start of the match, Zhang He ran towards MO Xiu. It seemed like Zhang He didnât know MO Xiu. Usually, before participating in the competition, the contestants would investigate the contestants from other Elements. After all, knowing oneself and knowing the enemy was a surefire way to win.
Even the weakest would investigate the strongest players of the other
Elements to find out whether the opponent was strong or weak.
However, the support system was an exception. If the support system had the slightest bit of competition in the team competition, then the individual competition was basically for nothing.
In the past competitions, even the seed players of the support system rarely advanced. The reason was simple. The biggest role of the support system was to help the team win. It didnât exist.
According to Moxiuâs estimation, as long as he dodged Zhang Heâs Flame Bullet, he would be able to obtain victory, so he was not in a hurry to use his skill.
What puzzled Moxiu was that Zhang Heâs skill seemed to be a long-range skill.
Why was he in a hurry to close the distance?
In the next moment, Moxiu understood. Zhang Heâs hands were like claws, and flames appeared on his palms. This should be a Flame Bullet, but it wasnât fired.
It seemed that Zhang He wanted to use the Flame Bullet in close combat. This was an interesting tactic. This way, he could avoid the consumption of the Flame Bullet and also use the high temperature of the flame to increase his attack power.
Zhang Heâs claw struck, but MO Xiu took a step back to dodge it. The flames streaked across MO Xiuâs face.
The temperature of the flames was not low, and the power of the flame bomb was probably not small either.
After dodging the attack, Moxiu quickly rushed forward. The distance between the two was only a fistâs distance. This made it difficult for Zhang He to wave his flames and attack.
Moxiu didnât punch either. Instead, he used his elbow to continuously hit Zhang Heâs abdomen.
Zhang He did not expect MO Yuqi to suddenly make a move and take these attacks head-on without being prepared.
After suffering this loss, Zhang He immediately took a few steps back and looked at MO Xiu in surprise.
MO Xiu didnât chase after him. He wanted to see how Zhang He would respond.
Zhang He said,â I really didnât expect that a support-type person would have such combat ability. Shouldnât the basic skills of a support-type person be to escape and take a beating?
This was a misconception of many people. They thought that the job of a Support was to hide obediently after releasing the Support skill and not push them back.
In fact, during the month that Moxiu had been studying in the Support Element, he had discovered that most of his classmates were not bad at actual combat. They might not know any martial arts moves, but their foundations in speed and strength were very solid.
âI donât think you know how to escape, nor do you know how to take a
beating.âââ
âYouâ¦â Zhang He said excitedly. Stubborn!â n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Then, he approached Moxiu and attacked with the same claw attack as before.
Moxiu narrowed his eyes. Just like last time, he took a step back and dodged this attack.
This time, the flames stopped when they brushed past Moxiuâs face.
âSou!â
The flame bomb was fired at Moxiuâs face. Moxiu was already prepared. He knew that there was something strange about Zhang He using the same move. So he was waiting here.
The speed at which the Flame Bullet was fired was very fast, but Motheo still reacted in time and did a backflip to dodge the Flame Bullet.
As soon as he landed on the ground, Zhang He took advantage of the fact that Moxiu had yet to regain his balance and fired six Flame Bullets in a row. The positions of the Flame Bullets almost surrounded Moxiu.
The fireball would explode when it came into contact with an object. The explosion of the six fireballs caused the smoke and dust in the area where Moxiu had been standing to fill up, and Moxiuâs figure could not be seen for a moment.
Zhang He excitedly raised his hands to celebrate the victory. After being hit by six Flame Bullets, even Zhou Qiuwu would not be safe. He did not expect to kill a seeded player in the first round. It was a good start.
âAh!â Zhang He shouted at the audience.!! Remember me, my name is Zhang He! I will advance to the top eight.â
The audienceâs expression was normal at first, but it slowly became dull. Zhang He looked back in confusion.
As the dust settled, MO Xiuâs shirt was tattered from the heat. However, it was clear that MO Xiu was not injured at all.
Zhang He looked at MO Xiu as if he had seen a ghost.
âYou⦠Why are you fine? I know, your skill is healing.â
MO Xiu looked at his sorry state and shook his head.âl havenât even released my skills yet, and youâre already celebrating your victory? Arenât you being too careless? Someone like you canât enter the top eight at all.â
âShut up!â Zhang He said angrily.â
Following that, another Flame Bullet was fired, and Moxiu quickly dodged it.
Seeing MO Xiuâs speed more than double, Zhang He was a little stunned.
Just now, Moxiu had activated the Descent of the Martial God at the same time that Zhang He had fired the six Flame Bullets. Although the speed of the Flame Bullets was fast, they were not as fast as bullets.
Moxiu could even dodge a bullet, let alone a flame bomb. If it wasnât for the fact that he was testing the power of the flame bomb, his shirt wouldnât have been damaged.
Zhang He pointed at MO Xiu and said,â Your speed has increased a lot. Support skills definitely canât do it. Your skills arenât support skills at all. Youâre an agility-type skill.ââ
MO Xiu thought of Yang Qingzhuoâs insane skills and said, âCanât do it? I can only say that your knowledge is too shallow. Also, my skill doesnât only increase speed!â
After MO Xiu finished speaking, he didnât give Zhang He another chance. He kicked off the ground with his feet and attacked Zhang He at his fastest speed.
Zhang He panicked when he saw Moxiuâs current speed. He put his hands together, and about ten Flame Bullets appeared between his hands.
MO Xiu immediately understood Zhang Heâs intention. He gathered the ten flame bombs together and fired them to increase their power.
However, Moxiuâs speed was simply too fast. Before Zhang He could fire the Flame Bullet in his hand, he had already arrived beside him.
âNo matter how powerful it is, whatâs the use if it canât hit people?â he said softly.â
MO Xiu punched Zhang Heâs stomach. Zhang Heâs eyes bulged and he almost lost consciousness. The flame bomb in his hand also dissipated.
After Zhang He realized that something was wrong, he immediately opened his mouth and wanted to admit defeat. MO Xiu did not give him a chance and directly kicked him out of the boundary, almost injuring the audience.
â Donât underestimate the support system,â Moxiu said coldly.â What if a small support system that can fight appears?âââ
In the crowd, Zhou Qiuwu turned around and left after seeing the results.
The dayâs matches ended. The results of the four support system members were: MO Xiu and Xiao Lan had won, while Dong Fang and Xue Ling âer had lost.
This result was not unexpected. Xue Ling âer was a support, so she would definitely be weaker than the students from other faculties who were good at fighting.
Needless to say, Dong Fang was able to advance because he had applied for the support system. If he had applied for the power attack system, it was basically impossible for him to advance.
Liu Ziyang had encountered a seeded player of the Elemental System in his first match and was unfortunately defeated. In his own words, he said,ââ
When MO Xiu returned home, Yang Qingzhuo was eating hotpot with Little Fushun.
âWhy didnât you wait for me to eat hotpot?â
âWe wanted to wait for you, but we couldnât hold back!â Yang Qingzhuo said playfully. â
Little Fushun was becoming more and more understanding, and he nodded cooperatively. âMO Xiu, how was your match today?â
âWe won! Letâs eat!â