The confrontation between the two little fishmen will always be dazzling and almost impossible to tell who is operating.
All kinds of skills are exactly the same, and there may not even be any other difference in the order in which the moves are cast. Just watching the tide sea spirits on both sides compete fiercely on the line under the operation of their respective controllers, watching the heroes on both sides have blood bars on their heads. The blood volume is falling rapidly and it is terrifying, but I don't know whether it is to be excited and applauded, or to be nervous and anxious.
But after the death of a little murloc, everything stopped.
A tidal sea spirit's corpse lay there with his eyes closed, and another little murloc stood calmly and leisurely with a sea stone trident in his hand.
The war is over.
Everything is back to normal.
Then at this time, we can finally distinguish who is who, who wins and who loses.
The one who fell was the little murloc from the blue side.
Standing is the purple tidal sea spirit.
On the blue side of the ring, Wu Xuan's face in front of the computer screen was almost pale, and the right hand holding the mouse seemed to be shaking slightly from the fierce fighting operation just now, and his eyes were fixed on the computer screen in front of him. It turned into a black-and-white TV game screen, and it seemed that he still couldn't believe what he was seeing.
lost.
Just three minutes.
One blood is born, and the outcome is determined.
In the front row of the spectator crowd, An Xin, who was standing beside Lin Feng, also shook his head gently:
"The difference is a bit big."
As mentioned earlier, the solo game against a hero is purely based on the player's personal operation strength and the level of mastery and understanding of the hero.
The gap between the strengths of the two sides of the solo will be more directly and brutally displayed in such a heroic duel mode, and there is no other reason to help explain it.
All the reasons to justify are pale and powerless in the face of such a cold reality.
Just like the faces of the other Chinese boys and girls who were standing behind Wu Xuan, who were still cheering and cheering for their companions, they were all pale and bloodless.
They also couldn't believe their eyes.
unwilling to accept this reality.
The two girls' eyes were red and they were about to cry, and the other boys didn't even bother to comfort their female companions, because at this time they were completely at a loss, and they couldn't help feeling panic and helpless.
Even this should have been the most hopeful game to be won...
Actually lost.
Wu Xuan, the strongest among them, faced the auxiliary players among the British youths. Under such huge preconditions, he was still beaten by a crushing solo.
Yes.
Really crushing.
The first wave of the two murlocs fought against each other, allowing the opponent's purple square murlocs to seize a chance to suppress Wu Xuan's Tidal Sea Spirit by a little, and then the latter became more and more passive.
Following the wave that reached the third level, the purple square murlocs who were the first to level up bluntly took the lead.
Q skill protrudes face.
Ping Q, then W, and then A hang [ignite].
The "quirky" of the E skill jumped up in one second.
The second-stage E flash, which predicted Wu Xuan's little fishman's flash position, was directly shot down.
A set of tricks.
Complete the instant kill directly and cruelly!
"Actually, after the first wave of losses, there was still a chance to call back." Someone commented on the side.
The girl on the side raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled.
"It's fine if you come, right?"
Someone admitted it for granted:
"yes."
"The guy on the opposite side... There are still a lot of laning mistakes in front."
If he encounters an opponent at the level of the Fourth Emperor or even the Seventh King, the first wave of the fisherman's solo game suffers a loss, and then it may indeed be difficult to come back and fight back, but like the one on the opposite side called Jimmy's British youth is nowhere near the level of a top pro.
Even the ordinary professional level is far from enough.
To put it mildly...
In the three minutes of the solo game just now, if Lin Feng was taught, he would have at least three or four chances to complete the counter-kill and win.
It's not bad for someone to play a mid laner with an assistant at this level.
but.
That's all.
An Xin curled her lips slightly: "After saying so much, you should go."
Lin Feng shook his head with no interest in his face: "Forget it, it's not good to go out with a bully novel..."
He yawned as he said that. He was a little tired from eating hot pot at noon. After a few passers-by qualifying matches, he started to feel a little sleepy now.
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Compared with Lin Feng and An Xin, they can make extremely professional and sharp analysis and evaluation of the solo game that just ended from a higher level, but for most of the Internet cafe guests watching the game, the opposite This wave of beheadings by a young British man named Jimmy was simply and easily won, but almost all of them were stunned.
Really a visual shock.
Press from start to finish.
In the end, there was such a beautiful and stunning second-stage E-flash calculation, which pinpointed the flashing escape position of the little fishman on Wu Xuan's side. A "quirky monster" was photographed and it was overwhelming and domineering to complete the final beheading.
This made everyone shocked and speechless for a while.
And don't forget...
The opponent who did this kind of operation was just an assistant among a few young British people.
A support, who easily hangs and beats the main mid laner here.
Really... the difference in strength is too great, right
For a time, such thoughts appeared in the minds of the Internet cafe guests and spectators, and then the eyes of the British youths on the opposite side couldn't help but contain a bit of complicated fear and fear.
In the ring at this time, Wu Xuan had already walked down as a loser, and even his footsteps seemed a little staggered. He came to the side of several companions, and even the boys and girls of the companions opened their mouths at this time and didn't know what to do. To comfort the former, there is only bitterness in the mouth and heavy depression in the heart.
As the victor, Jimmy walked back to his companions with ease. He was greeted by cheerful high-fives and proud whistles. The tall and thin British young man at the head had already looked over to look at him. Wu Xuan and several others, with undisguised contemptuous smiles on their faces:
"How about it."
"Do you want to continue?"
Wu Xuan's expression changed several times, and he could hardly wait to open his mouth to ask for another fight, but in the end he lowered his head slumped and couldn't refute the counterattack, and several of his companions were clenching their fists tightly, but there was nothing they could do.
The more I saw the weak and silent attitude of Wu Xuan and the others, the more contemptuous and mocking expressions appeared on the face of the tall and thin British youth at the head:
"Oh~ it seems that I don't dare."
"so-"
"What about the rest?"
His eyes looked at all the spectators in the entire Internet cafe hall, and he opened his hands generously, and the corners of his mouth evoked an exaggerated mocking arc:
"Others will do, too."
"Anyone, Anyone!"
"come-on! No one wants to try again?"
"Hey, hey, we're just a few people. You Chinese people in Internet cafes... don't even have a single person who dares to challenge?"
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The update is sent, the next chapter will be about eleven or twelve, and there is no way to update it on the train. .