No matter what kind of game, the feeling of losing is always unpleasant.
What's more, Lin Feng just learned about the situation from other Internet cafe guests next to him. The game here is still a battle due to some conflicts between the two sides. So as the defeated party, it is natural to imagine how the mood will be.
They lost two whole battles in a row, and almost all of them were crushed and defeated by their opponents. In addition, the last wave of the opposite sword Ji's domineering five kills swept the audience, which made the expressions of the boys in the ring on the blue side at this time. He couldn't help but turn pale, struggling to cheer up, but in the end he could only bow his head slumped.
And behind several boys, the other two girls who were companions also looked like they were about to cry.
The previous incident... It can be said that it was also because of the two of them.
Even if the fault lies with the British youths on the opposite side, I can see that several of my fellow boys try to stand up for them, but they are almost brutally and mercilessly crushed by their opponents in front of so many people. The pressure and humiliation naturally made the two girls feel more uncomfortable.
Moreover, it is a kind of grievance and unwillingness.
Why.
It was the British youths on the opposite side who were obviously going too far.
But in the end, the balance of "justice" did not fall to Zhan Li's side, but instead made the British youths on the opposite side become arrogant and arrogant on the battlefield of this Summoner's Canyon.
The faces of the Internet cafe guests who were watching the battle could not help but show some sympathy and unbearable expressions.
real…
This kind of thing seems to feel distressed for several fellow students.
At the same time, you must know that most of the people in their Internet cafes are mainly Chinese students. When facing the British youths, they will subconsciously feel the same hatred, and they will substitute them into the situation of the boys on their side. The same is true. Hope they can win.
It's a pity that the difference in strength is really too big.
The face of a tall boy in the seat of the arena changed several times, and he gritted his teeth and stood up abruptly to look at the British youths on the opposite side:
"One more, one more round!"
In the face of an opponent who has just bloodbathed two of them, it is actually an admirable courage to be able to issue such a challenge.
It's not just a battle of wills.
She is trying to maintain the dignity of the two companion girls behind her.
Because the few British youths just now were not just as simple as chatting up, but almost in front of their fellow boys, they tried recklessly to move their hands and feet on the two girls, and various kinds of unclean mouths came out of their mouths. It's hard to hear words.
Otherwise, the boys wouldn't be so angry and confront others on the spot.
And if you can't stop such an extreme behavior, you can't teach the other party a lesson...
Then what's the point of this world!
Influenced by the first companion who took the initiative to stand up and challenge his teeth again, several other Chinese boys also stood up abruptly:
"Yes! Come again!"
"One more game! Who is afraid of you!"
"Again (again)!"
This kind of unity, and the courage to work hard to recover quickly after the defeat, is enough to make people feel moved and praised.
At this time, several British youths in the competition seat opposite the ring also slowly stood up, and a tall and thin youth with blond hair and blue eyes at the head heard these words, and the corners of his mouth evoked a slight mocking arc:
"Again?"
"So, do you still have the courage to come?"
"It's just two games, but the lessons I have taught you are not obvious enough, and you haven't realized the strength gap between us?"
The British young man at the head looked handsome, but his expression and tone of voice seemed to be frivolous and frivolous, which made people subconsciously a little tired.
However, even this condescending gesture and extremely contemptuous words left everyone speechless.
Because just now these British youths have proved this with two crushing, hanging and beating killings.
And this tall and thin British youth with blond hair and blue eyes at the head is precisely the manipulator of the last sword Ji Chaoshen Five Kills, so these words from his mouth make it even more impossible to question and refute.
Winning the king or defeating the bandit is such a thing.
Therefore, several Chinese boys could not help but stagnate for a while, and then they became a little discouraged again.
The two girls in the back also came up and tried to persuade in a low voice: "Otherwise, forget it...", "It's really impossible to beat."
But it's better not to say that.
As soon as I said it, it had the opposite effect. For a few boys, it was nothing else, but to be so humiliated in front of the two girls who were companions, no matter from any point of view, it was difficult to get through. The tall boy who stood up first was excited and made up his mind again:
"No, you can't just forget about it, these guys haven't apologized yet!"
As he said that, he raised his head again and looked at the British youth headed by the opposite:
"Come on, it's the last game!"
However, the blond British young man here has no intention of buying it, and sneered contemptuously:
"Do you still want to be a hero?"
"I'm sorry, you want to find abuse, we don't have the spare time to play with you again."
However, as if thinking of something, the blond British youth raised his eyebrows slightly:
"never mind."
"I'll give you one last chance."
"Let's save the trouble, choose someone to play solo."
The tone seemed casual and careless, as if it was just a kind of alms from the top, and he didn't even want to waste more time to abuse the vegetables, but if it was solo, it could be solved easily in about two or three minutes.
The few Chinese boys were stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then they communicated with each other in a low voice with a solemn expression, and followed the boy who was headed before with determination:
"it is good!"
"Solo is solo, I'll do it!"
He is the mid-lane little murloc who just got the upper hand on Blue Fang's side, and he is also the one with the highest strength among the several Chinese boys.
The blond British youth nodded indifferently:
"OK."
"Mid (mid-laner)?" He turned his head to look at a companion beside him, and said, "Jimmy, come on."
Such an order was just exported, and the tall boy who decided to play couldn't help but be startled and questioned:
"Isn't he your assistant just now?"
And the blond British youth laughed, mocking with an indescribable playfulness on his face:
"Yes, you have a good memory."
"But we think it's enough to let him deal with you."
As soon as this word comes out.
Not only the tall Chinese boy couldn't help but change his face, but there was a low uproar in the crowd of Internet cafes watching the battle.
because…
This is really disrespectful.
One side is a full-time mid-laner player, but the other side just sent an assistant to comeo as a mid-singer matchup solo.
Almost don't care about people at all.
Lin Feng and An Xin next to them are also whispering:
"It's quite arrogant, but it is estimated that others will win."
"Yeah, if you dare to be so confident to let the support come out and play solo with the mid laner here, you must have enough confidence, and the support just now is actually at least 3 drills and 2 above the level. It's not necessarily that you can't play in the mid lane."
Lin Feng nodded in agreement:
"No one is good at being in a single position these days."
He himself is the most typical example.
Main job mid laner.
But the top singles and jungle support ADCs can still be played by just changing them.
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