Looking at the upcoming attacks, the card masters who used the elementalist card simply gave up the recitation and crushed the [Crimson Enchantment] card to defend.

The sword sages wielded wooden swords, covering the surface of the wooden sword with Qi, waving flexibly, blocking the attacks one after another.

Yan Chong summoned a golden bodyguard Qi, and the attack hit the bodyguard Qi, without causing any damage.

But this is not the killer of the troubadours. Compared to professionals of the same rank, their attacks are like a stream of water, which looks harmless, but can make people die unconsciously. More often, they are more inclined to act as support for the team, but now when there are more people like this, the troubadours don't mind crushing opponents head-on.

Troubadours have several directions when they advance to the Silver level and prepare to take up an advanced career, such as a singer who specializes in singing, a performer who performs musical instruments, and a composer who focuses on creation. You can choose not to choose advanced. Prepare for the promotion of a legendary professional conductor.

Yan Chong doesn’t know much about the troubadour, but Li Wenhua has said that the troubadour is below the legend, and the strongest is the composer. They can compose on the spot and carry out various strange attacks on the target to curse. For the most. Among the ten troubadours, there is a very inconspicuous, flat-faced, not-tall boy. He holds a pen in his left hand and a piece of kraft paper in his right hand. He writes and draws on the paper, with his mouth closed, seeming to agree. Singing with the teammates.

Yan Chong started reading and found that the other party was indeed a composer, and immediately reminded him: "Be careful of that composer!"

Jenny glanced at the other party and found that it was wrong, but said to Yan Chong, "Be careful of yourself, I suspect that his target is you!"

Yan Chong quickly looked at his attribute panel to prevent himself from being cursed.

However, there is no exception on the status bar. "Group B rushed up to fight melee and interfered with them!" Jenny ordered.

Against a troubadour, a combination of melee and ranged combat is the most suitable.

Afterwards, the two players who used the Juggernaut professional card rushed forward with wooden swords in their hands, while firing a few sword qi slashes, attacking the bard in a distance.

Compared with the silver rank, the sword qi of the golden rank sword master is more condensed and lasting, and it can also adjust the direction in the middle, but the card master who uses professional cards generally cannot master this technique.

At this moment, the composer stopped the pen in his hand and gently tossed the kraft paper in his right hand.

The kraft paper was floating and turning in the air, and Yan Chong saw the corner of it sharply. It was a strange symbol, not a lingua franca, but a bit like a musical score.

Suddenly, a flame ignited on the kraft paper, which was burnt to ashes in an instant.

A feeling of coldness suddenly enveloped the whole body, and the blood seemed to be solidified. Yan Chong quickly activated the Qi in his body and read his own attributes.

Status: Weak / Protoss Blessing (Duration 4 hours 33 minutes 28 seconds) / Curse: Dance (Duration 4 minutes 59 seconds)

The body seemed to be filled with glue, and the original majestic and smooth Qi became stagnant at this time, but this feeling only lasted for a moment, and the body became normal.

Before he was happy, Yan Chong found that the curse on the status bar had not disappeared.

At the same time, an increasingly strong impulse came out from the bottom of my heart.

"I have a curse called'dance'!" Yan Chong said in a seductive voice.

After that, he couldn't stand it anymore and began to dance.

Yan Chong opened his arms and held the flagpole as if he was holding a dance partner. His footsteps were a bit fragmented, but they coincided with the beat of the song by the bard.

Stepping forward, stepping forward, stepping forward, stepping back, stepping back, stepping forward again, stepping forward, rotating twice on the spot, Yan Chong's movements suddenly stopped, and then he jumped up again.

Moreover, he gradually moved towards the center of the battlefield.

"What dance is this?" Lena asked with a curious look.

"I heard that the bard can make his opponent dance the dance he has seen before." said a girl from the Star Academy next to her.

"Is it time to discuss this?" Jenny said loudly, but the curious expression on her face betrayed her.

Yan Chong felt very happy at this time. He once saw a classmate perform tango at a school party. The **** and passionate dance gave him an urge to learn.

However, his high school studies were heavy and he was suddenly troubled by lethargy, and he quickly forgot about it.

But now, he seems to have regained his memory and realized his dream, standing on the glorious stage to dance to his heart's content. There are tens of thousands of spectators watching his performance. He is an excellent dancer.

A sharp blue wind blade flew in and went straight to the banner in Yan Chong's hand. Jenny hurriedly fired a ball of fire and hit the wind blade.

"boom!"

Although it did not counteract the spiritual thorns that gathered the wind element, the explosion of the fireball changed the direction of the wind blade. It hit the body guard gas on Yan Chong's body surface, and the shock wave also blasted Yan Chong's back. Go to ~lightnovelpub.net~ and he can't help but stop dancing.

Yan Chong was stunned for a moment before realizing what he had done just now, and he couldn't help feeling cold.

He has always been sober and has not been manipulated, but in his heart he has a desire, a desire to dance, and then he dances tango here, with a little selflessness, and has no consciousness of avoiding the attack. .

"My will is as high as 3.2, how could I be troubled by this curse!" Gritting his teeth and pressing down the urge to continue dancing, Yan Chong protected the banner and ran back to his teammate.

"Dancing well," Lena said with a smile.

"Haha, so so." Yan Chong said with a perfunctory smile.

In fact, he was still silently enduring his inner urge to dance, with sweat oozing out on his forehead.

He also realized the horror of the composer at this time. This is not a curse that is fatal or crippling. It is like a negative emotion.

On the other side of the battlefield, the composer had bright eyes and looked at Yan Chong's dance with a smile, which gave him new creative inspiration.

However, it was beyond his expectation that the other party got rid of his curse so quickly.

"Hurry up, otherwise things will happen!" he reminded.

Afterwards, the headed troubadour changed his gestures, and the original brisk tune suddenly became agitated, with a mighty force.

The song he sang also seamlessly switched to another one.

Before the two sword saints rushed to the other side, countless mental attacks that gathered elements of heaven and earth suddenly appeared in front of them.

Upon seeing this, Jenny drank: "Directly use skill card support!"