Chapter 72

As long as Liu Bei didn't give Lu Meng a Dodge card,

logically speaking,

in Lu Meng's hand,

there was a high probability he had no Dodge left.

He looked at position five,

hoping with all his might that he would deal a heavy blow to the Lu Meng player.

Finally,

under his intensely expectant gaze,

Gu Xian played a "Slash" against Lu Meng.

"Good brother, why didn't you give me a Dodge?!"

When Gu Xian's Slash targeted him,

the Lu Meng player couldn't help but feel a pang of unease in his heart,

glanced at the Liu Bei player,

"I don't have a Dodge either!"

the Liu Bei player said helplessly.

He had only two health points left, one of which had just been restored.

During that previous wave of Ten Thousand Arrows, if he hadn't Dodged,

he probably wouldn't be here now!

But now,

it was too late for anything.

No one knew

how much damage

Player 1314's single slash

would actually deal!

At this moment,

all the players present,

including the three spectators, Long Bowen and the others,

held their breath,

waiting for the damage calculation of that slash.

"Click!"

The Slash hit,

however,

the game space's announcement did not appear,

Lu Meng only lost one health point.

He still had three health points remaining.

"How could this be?!"

Regarding this situation,

the one who reacted the most was the Zhou Yu player.

He looked at Gu Xian with a gloomy face, his eyes filled with blame.

He had been expecting the Slash to hit

and end the match.

But the result,

was only one point of damage?

How pathetic!

Up to now, the so-called big shot Player 1314,

hadn't even dealt as much damage as I did!

The Zhou Yu player couldn't help but sigh in sorrow,

and started blaming Gu Xian:

"Are you a fake big shot?!"

"Now Lu Meng has hoarded eighteen hand cards,"

"he's about to explode!"

"Your... damage is so low,"

"doesn't that mean we've lost this round?!!"

The Zhou Yu player was so angry he spoke incoherently,

but Gu Xian remained calm.

"No rush, it doesn't matter if he hoards a few more cards,"

"the more he hoards, the better."

"What? Still no rush?!!"

"Eighteen cards already! Brother!"

The Zhou Yu player was speechless.

"The more you hoard, the better? Do you not value your life?"

"With eighteen cards in his hand, he could kill your three-drop-blood fragile general,"

"two or three times over!"

"And you still want him to keep hoarding?!"

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