The picture on the big screen is crystal clear.
Everyone concentrated their attention, watching this wave of tower jumping and killing.
"Mo Nan, you should retire!"
The man shouted, and a hammer fell to the ground.
The reserve players standing next to them have already started to seething!
Just about to yell "Nice!"
I saw the figure who was supposed to die under the hammer, but at this moment, a drifting movement cooperated with the flash, avoiding the fatal blow!
What
Yu Fei missed it
The reserve players next to them put their hands down.
The man gritted his teeth and was about to hit him a second time.
But what he didn't expect was that after the man ate the blood bag, he threw back his explosive skill.
first Blood!
first drop of blood!
Suddenly.
The entire screen was traversed by this sound.
It just echoed in the training base, and it has not retreated for a long time.
Everyone paused.
Especially the person who shouted: "Mo Nan, you should retire", the hand holding the mouse froze on the desktop.
The atmosphere at the scene can be imagined.
Those who still wanted to cheer in advance swallowed their voices abruptly.
They looked down at their companions, then turned their heads to look at Mo Nan.
That move just now.
How on earth did that person do it.
Did he predict Yu Fei's landing point in advance
Or, is it just a coincidence
The manager standing upstairs, his eyes widened a little at this time, he couldn't help but hold the railing with one hand, and lowered his head to look in the direction of Huan Leng.
There was no change on Huan Leng's face, he just put down the coat on his shoulders, and walked towards the right side of Mo Nan with a lukewarm voice: "The hand speed is a bit slow."
"It's not fast." Mo Nan didn't stand up, just smiled at him, then shook his hand, his anger remained unchanged.
Huan Leng looked at his little toe, and then his eyes fell on his wrist: "How bad is your injury now?"
"It's not all healed yet. When I recover, the housekeeper grandfather said that he is helping me find a solution. There will be news in the next few days." Mo Nan said easily: "Should be able to catch up with the trials."
Huan Leng let out an "um" and stretched out his hand to pull him up.
This scene looked harsh to some people.
Not even reconciled!
Especially Lin Yufei, who was most likely to become the starting team member, clenched his hands, looked at Mo Nan, and shouted with dark eyes: "I'm not convinced!"
Calling cold eyes.
Mo Nan's movements also stopped. Before he stood up from the computer, he just looked at the person.
Lin Yufei's entire face was not that good-looking, and the unique arrogance of youth was clearly revealed at this moment: "Everyone has seen that I am better than Mo Nan in terms of hand speed and style of play. The first blood just now , It was just a mistake in my judgment, or Mo Nan got him right, which made him escape my attack. If the position was better, he would have no chance to get the medicine bag at all, and neither would I. If he died there, he was already out of mana, and when he got to the arena, it wasn't just luck and coincidence, Mo Nan's hand speed was so ordinary that it was not as good as our preparatory class F players, I don't accept it!"
"that is!"
"Mo Nan's style of play just now is too ordinary."
"You can't say that, heads-up is the one who gets the first blood and wins."
"Is it still a one-on-one match in the arena? Can Mo Nan keep up with the call team? His style of play is too useless, not suitable for our team at all."
The discussion came from the fact that in this one-on-one duel, they didn't see what Mo Nan made them feel convinced.
In addition to the last dodge and move, there is something else to watch.
The rest are too ordinary.
Why can such people go up, but they can't? !
Everyone thinks they are different.
Either you are a god, so that he can't even touch it, and occasionally become the object of his black or envy.
Either you stay out of his way.
Because that's how people are, they don't see the good in others.
Otherwise, what else would they use to cover up that they just couldn't do it.
The incompetent always talk a lot.
"I apply for another match!"
When Lin Yufei said this, he was very confident.
And this uprightness also comes from the support of the surrounding.
"I really can't see anything in one game."
"Anyway, to this extent, if it were me, I would not be convinced."
Listening to those noises, Mo Nan took off the earphones, and his black forehead blocked his eyes: "It's okay to compete in any number of games, one tower, one blood and one white sword, this is the rule that the oldest players have followed since the early days of the game." the rules, you..."
As he spoke, he raised his head, his eyes were extremely dark: "Do you want to follow the rules?"
"Don't use the rules to suppress me." Lin Yufei sneered: "According to the rules, you and your sister should have been banned a long time ago. Do you think this is the place where you play games? If you feel uncomfortable, leave. Come back, just come back, you don’t even have the professional ethics of being a professional player, and you still want to make our team a mess, I don’t like people like you the most.”
He frowned, just about to speak.
Mo Nan held him down with one hand, pressed the table with the other, slowly stood up, looked into Lin Yufei's eyes, full of blackness: "You think you just lost a blood, don't you?"
"I didn't lose at all! If it takes longer, you will be the one who dies!" Lin Yufei narrowed his eyes.
Mo Nan let out an angry "Oh", then raised his eyes: "Please replay it."
playback
What playback
Others are still puzzled.
The mid laner over there has already reacted and made an ok gesture.
"Slow down to double the speed." Mo Nan is no longer that fiery person, and his attitude is surprisingly calm: "Let him see."
It is clear who he is referring to.
At this moment, Huan Cooling said, "No, just cast to the screen."
Screencasting, that is to say, public release, anyone can see it
Mo Nan paused and looked at him.
Huan Leng was holding his trouser pocket with one hand, and his side face showed no emotion. What he said shocked everyone: "Let me explain, let's start."
Explanation
Call the team to do it
Before people were shocked.
Calling the cold has already begun: "From here we can see that the red team has begun to worry and wants to get a blood quickly, but the blue team's blood volume is not very healthy. Normally, they will choose to eat blood packs as a Mo Nan, a professional player and former assassin, would not fail to realize this, but he chose to continue to stand in front of the moat tower, so it can be inferred that he has seen through the purpose of the blue side, not only that , this position is the fastest to replenish soldiers, we can see that the blue side is eager to kill, and has already dropped fifteen knives on the replenishment, but he himself did not notice it, nor did he notice that Mo Nan deliberately lured him into the tower , the blue side thought that Mo Nan had no blue on him, the time came, the big move leaped forward, the hammer fell, and the skills were empty. Everything was as Mo Nan planned, the position flashed, the blood pack returned to blue, and then he turned back and killed , the number of knives is 90."
Here, the reason why Huan Leng accurately reported the number of knives.
It's because he said so that people will notice, even if Mo Nan's hand speed has slowed down.
He just can't play Assassins anymore. In terms of making up, as a former Assassin player, his starting speed is faster than them. Even if he slows down, he will use time and calculation to make up for it.
A total of 33 knives.
He has 33 knives more than Lin Yufei.
In other words, even if there is no counter-kill this time.
If Mo Nan pays an extra 10 dollars with his heart, he will be the winner!
What's more, it's a careful layout, after seeing through the opponent, and without the opponent noticing at all, counter-kill!
The heads-up rule is one blood, one tower, one hundred knives.
From the very beginning, what Lin Yufei wanted was to kill people beautifully.
Mo Nanyue was unable to fight back, and the more he was able to show his strength.
So he didn't notice the number of knives at all, and he didn't go to make up soldiers.
Too confident, confident that he is better than Mo Nan.
Available when playback is slowed down.
Mo Nan's precise positioning and make-up attacks all slapped him in the face like a slap in the face.
At this moment, Lin Yufei only felt that everyone was looking at him, the hot feeling was like a thorn on his back.
Huan Leng stopped to explain: "Auxiliary is a bridge between the teams, it is the eyes that help the adc to detect the grass, and it is for the assassin to resist damage. When the tank is not there, in order to protect the output, it will sacrifice itself. A good support, Every time a team wins, it is not a coincidence, if you want to play yourself, then you are not suitable to be a support."
Lin Yufei opened his mouth.
Huan Leng glanced sideways: "It's not just this game, it's that you are not suitable to be the support of the entire team. The rules can be changed flexibly, but some rules are a scale, and they are followed by so many players. At that time, you brought a healing technique, and from the moment you used this method, you are not worthy of being an e-sports player, let alone comparing with him."
This last sentence.
Not only Lin Yufei was shocked.
Even the person who was still yelling just now was so stiff that he couldn't speak again.
Of course, the manager will not let this atmosphere continue, after all, we will play games together in the future.
He came down from upstairs and said with a smile: "Huan Leng, what you said is too serious. Yu Fei is only a little older, and it is natural to want to take shortcuts. This proves that our support is still very smart."
As he said that, he looked at Mo Nan: "It's still the same. Huan Leng is right, you haven't changed, it's still the same Mo Nan, I was wrong."
Mo Nan raised his eyebrows.
The manager stretched out his hand: "Welcome back, this time, I can finally sign you."
Mo Nan shook it back, but it didn't feel too big.
The manager also noticed that, what he wanted was to have a good chat later.
The only thing Mo Nan felt was Huan Leng's performance.
He has known him for a long time.
This guy is like his sister, unable to utter a word for a long time.
He said so much just now, you won't ask him to collect money later, will you
After Mo Nan thought of this, he turned his eyes to look at Huan Leng again.
Huan Leng paused, turned around and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Mo Nan wiped his sweat: "It's nothing, I didn't expect you to say so much for me."
Huan Leng's voice was flat: "I just said what I should say."
(end of this chapter)