MTL - Good God, Stop!-~ Chapter 77
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Seeing that Lin Xiao first killed Zhang Fengyu and took the first head, temporarily leading the position. Yan Lingjiang jumped directly from the chair in surprise, with an incredible expression on his face: "Fake it !?"
Wen Shuqing's look also looked a little dignified: "It seems that the strength of the other party is much higher than we expected."
Yanling Jiangna: "Lin Xiao, he has always been ..."
Wen Shuqing's look interrupted his words unchangingly: "Remember, never judge the future based on the past, otherwise, you will sooner or later." His eyes fell on the score in the middle of the big screen, deeply With a sigh, "I'm afraid Zhang is difficult in this game."
Yan Lingjiang's expression moved, and her attention fell on Zhang Fengyu's tight eyebrow on the corner of the screen, and her face was slightly more complicated but worried.
Until the beginning of the game at the previous moment, he had been worried whether Lin Xiao would be abused too much, so that the situation at this time could be drastically changed, and he could not adjust his mind for a while.
Who do you want to win? Although Lin Xiao is his own young boy, Yan Lingjiang, a member of the Liuyun team, has certainly not been dazzled by such personal emotions. Whether it is emotional or rational, he naturally hopes that his team will win.
As for Zhang Fengyu's loss? Before that, I never thought about it!
The situation that Yan Lingjiang did not expect, in the minds of many Liuyun fans, never imagined this possibility.
Will Zhang Fengyu, his deputy captain who has suffered a lot of professional players, be crushed by a fledgling rookie?
how can that be!
It is precisely because of this unwillingness to face the status quo that the shouts of cheering at the scene have been covered over and over. If the sound insulation effect used in the design of the battle hall is indeed world-class, I am afraid that it may be directly passed into the players' ears on the field.
I do n’t know if I felt the enthusiasm of the fans. After the resurrection, Zhang Fengyu was obviously more cautious than before. After the two sides met again, they first took away the head in Lin Xiao ’s hands and made the head flat. At 1: 1.
In the eyes of others, after the characters they operated met in the center of the map, they almost turned on the offensive mode at the same time. However, Ghost Meng's blood was originally at a disadvantage, and he was not in the face of the **** black mage madfish. It is so pleasing that, under the overwhelming coverage of the tight skill network, finally one step at a time, it seems extremely natural.
However, the subtlety of this battle is probably only felt by Lin Xiao as an insider.
Zhang Fengyu, a player, does have the potential to be frightening.
Lin Xiao squinted his eyes and looked at the dark screen in front of him, showing an interesting smile.
During the previous battle, it seems that both sides are focusing on the fierce competition. In fact, every minute operation can be analyzed and used as a model textbook for third-tier players.
For a long time, Lin Xiao thought that his details were good enough, but it was only after he had made direct contact with Zhang Fengyu that he really felt that the man's control over every micro-operation was so precise that Human hair.
Just now in the course of a scuffle, on the surface it seems that the two sides are exchanging blood. In fact, Zhang Fengyu has always released the interception point for his skills.
This kind of passive feeling of mastering the rhythm is very bad, because of the deviation of the opponent's several moves, he has to forcibly replace the released skills, the direct result has led to the disorder of skill cd time, in a short time During a few minutes of fighting, he was forced to release at least three skills.
It's an uncomfortable combat style.
Lin Xiao took a deep breath and operated the Guimengmen who was resurrected from his birthplace. Instead of going straight to the battle site the moment before, he started a tactical move.
"Why, aren't you coming upright?" Zhang Fengyu is usually not a very talkative person, or he has hardly seen what he said on the league platform, but today I do n’t know if it was Lin Xiao I was interested in the provocation before, but this time I opened my mouth on the map channel.
"Zhang Deputy Team is too powerful, and can't bear to face it!" Lin Xiao answered exceptionally for granted.
Faced with such a shameless answer, the association booed loudly in association with the bright and frank speech made at the beginning. This time, it was not only fans of the Liuyun team, but even some of the **** fans of the Black Rose team could not help but be confused.
Zhang Fengyu has no more expression of this shameless reaction. After all, it is now in the professional league arena, and it is not a rivalry in the game on a weekday. If you really want to fight for face, swell your face and become fat. Then the sun really came out from the west.
He is naturally clear about his own way. In the face of Lin Xiao, who was suddenly more insignificant than before, he accepted it very calmly.
Zhang Fengyu did not respond, which does not mean that he was not attentive. Since seeing this sentence, he has begun to pay more attention to the behind him. In just a few seconds, he has hidden several hiding places that the other party may be ambushing. Points have been estimated.
Where will it come from? Zhang Fengyu was pondering this way, and suddenly a sporadic spark fell from the sky, and the moment he fell on the bottom of his feet, the room flared openly to the surroundings.
He quickly rolled over to avoid subsequent damage, and the burning effect on his body took away half a square of Qi and blood, but after this offensive, the position of Ghost Mengmeng has also been exposed.
Just at this position, from the perspective of looking up, I always feel a little strange.
In the final analysis, it is a battle map that has not changed for so many years. In the hands of professional players, not all of them know the basics. Even if it is insignificant, it is really insignificant. But like Lin Xiao, he didn't agree with his own words and started to climb the tree. In the regular field of this professional league, it is very rare.
Gui Mengmeng was hanging on the trunk directly in front of the mad fish, and the red cloak was swaying in the wind. At first glance, it really looked like a faint ghost fire in the graveyard.
He obviously didn't want to give the mad fish a chance to respond too much. After the first skill, other skills have begun to fly closely one after another.
From this place, the distance between the two is actually not close, Zhang Fengyu easily let the crazy fish avoid most of the skill offensive, meanwhile, with the help of position, he gradually approached Ghost Mengmeng.
Lin Xiao originally thought that he would push the opponent back for a while, and suddenly saw that the other party did not retreat. After a moment of surprise, he also understood Zhang Fengyu's intention.
At this time, the situation looks like he has the upper hand to occupy the advantage, but in fact, the crazy fish on the ground has the advantage in the moving area. After all, every move of Gui Meng Meng depends on whether the trunk is unreliable. There is only one tree in total. Even if he really wants to run, there is no place to provide him with more moving space. This makes his situation even more Like a living target with nowhere to run.
But could he dig himself?
Lin Xiao raised an eyebrow, glanced over a short pile directly below, and at the moment when the madfish staff turned on, he saw that an ice-based spell was about to fall face to face, and leapt forward, directly operating Gui Meng Meng swept down from the towering tree like wings.
Many people just didn't pay attention to how he climbed up, but the series of operations down at this time can be described as coherent and natural. The downward impulse also increased his speed at the same time. Although the collision caused by the fall knocked him off nearly two squares of blood, but in the blink of an eye, he saw that he had suddenly burst into the front of the crazy fish. Face away.
Rao is Zhang Fengyu's thoughts are too meticulous. How could he not predict that the other party will use this self-harm to act as the driving force for acceleration. He has not had time to respond. In perspective.
What happens next? Singing and casting, repeating the previous skill melee?
No, neither!
In front of tens of millions of live audiences and webcast audiences, Gui Mengmeng once again made something that would make everyone astounded-while rushing to the crazy fish, he raised his hands directly. The stick on the stick started to rough up simply.
Xu Qingyu: "..."
Xiaowu: "..."
Not only was the audience silent, but even the two official commentators on the commentary platform, they would not know how to speak for a while.
If you say that one of the two characters on the field is a melee occupation, however, they are completely real magic professions! What is it like to play a long-range legal profession like melee combat? This Nima is a professional league, not a rookie elementary school bureau!
However, Lin Xiao operated Ghost Mengmeng, holding the stick on his hand without any psychological pressure.
Anyway, the blood on the opposite side is now lower than him. If you want to cut flat, why is he cutting the other side first, and the operation of the fighting skills and variables are still laborious, why ca n’t it be simpler? In this way, it is hello, hello, everyone, okay!
Anyway, the current situation is that the crazy fish starts the ghost sprint and wants to pull away, and Guimengmeng follows, and the crazy fish takes a leap to get away, and Guimengmen is like a dog skin plaster.
In the rhythm of this two-way stick, a figure finally fell first, but until the words of victory flashed on the big screen, the audience was still silent.
——How to say, it is obviously a picture that can't be uttered, why does it have a strange sense of familiarity?
At this moment, a very popular anchor in front of the computer screen, Little Monkey Lord, watched a scene that made him unforgettable all his life, and wiped a bitter tears.
He was relieved that he was holding Jiuquan with a pile of famous videos that had been downloaded and clicked through tens of millions of years ago. After all, even on the stage of the professional league, they are equally open to each other. What can he not accept about that past?
