Feng Nai got up and looked at the game that was about to end: "Clear the obstacles, and after she joins Hei Yan, she will understand that it doesn't matter if she can't hit the left field, I'm the knife in her right hand, don't need her to move, It can also play the effect she wants."
A person with a hand injury really needs a teammate that she doesn't have to worry about at all, especially sister Bey, as long as she is given a submachine knife, she can command the whole audience properly.
It seems that Sister Bey did not pick the wrong person.
"I thought you would prevent Sister Bey from playing again." Little Demon Bo said casually.
Feng Nai withdrew his gaze, the wind blew, and his broken hair fell down, covering his expression: "I really want to do this, but she won't be willing to go for so long, stop now, she wants to go to Milan."
The little devil looked up.
Feng Nai pursed her lips, her eyes were a little cold: "Okay, kid, don't test me anymore, I won't stop her from doing what she wants to do. God Z kept you because he was afraid of what I would do?"
"Mommy just asked me to keep the balance here." Little Devil Bo didn't hide it: "Sister Bey will come back this time, there will be Dimeng fans who will deny her. Mommy said that that is Sister Bey's weakness. As long as you block these, No one can control her, but her hand injury, what you will do after you know it is indeed a variable question. But Sister Bey doesn't seem to think so."
On the big screen, Mo Beixiangnan made another small mistake in positioning, but in the next second, the figure adjusted himself.
Someone noticed it: "I feel like Bey is tired, why is he always making mistakes?"
"After playing continuously for so long, it's normal to make mistakes. After all, 1 vs 2 consumes more energy."
"The blue team should have sensed Bey's fatigue, and are ready to fight back!"
However, as soon as the voice fell.
The figure on the screen, a body reversed, using skills, first swept into the blue adc, took one away, and then retreated to take away the second one.
The speed was so fast that no one could understand it.
The word "double kill" crossed the entire big screen!
7 consecutive victories!
The host was the most excited: "This is the first time in three years that someone has set a record of 7 consecutive victories by playing 1v2! It can only be said that God Bey is worthy of God Bey!"
When the director heard the words, he pressed the mic: "It's Mo Beixiangnan."
"Sorry, I was excited for a while, there is nothing wrong, our bey god is now called Mo Beixiangnan, let us take a look at her achievements!"
Every hero Mo Bei used just now appeared on the big screen instantly.
Originally, everyone just wanted to watch the 7-game winning streak.
When the record is fully opened, not to mention the audience, even the host is a little dumbfounded.
It's because the winning rate behind each game character...all are 100%! !
"This is too strong."
"Never lost? Why haven't I seen her on the standings."
"The current standings are changed every year. Look at the last time this id played a scoring match."
Ten months ago, and even before that, she didn't seem to play much points matches, as shown in her record, all she played was the entertainment mode of Smash Bros.? !
The host managed to recover from the record table: "100% winning rate, ahem, if it wasn't shown on the spot, I would have thought it was p. Based on this winning rate, then the standings..."
Needless to say, everyone can guess what follows.
Xu Yiwan, who has always been higher than Bey on the list of strong points, felt a little pain in the face at this moment.
But they felt that as a competition host, they should not favor any player in this way, so they began to use the host to divert their attention intentionally or unintentionally.
The host has been in this industry for a long time, and he may not be well-known, but he always only speaks from the standpoint of the competition. If the wind direction is not too strong, he will not stand up.
It's been too long. Before he retired, he finally saw a seedling who could win another championship for Huaxia.
He wanted to water the seedlings as much as he could.
Bo Xiaogui looked at the host holding the microphone, and looked back at Feng Nai: "She exposed all her loopholes, and she didn't intend to hide it from you, but in the same way, these loopholes can become her calculations, go up She will go all out when she is on the field, because there are always people watching her. She can't let down those who really like to watch the game. She can't change this, but she chooses to leave the back to you. It seems that my mother That's right, I can't interfere with you, now, can you let Lin Lin come back, we still need to support him."
Feng Nai casually made a phone call.
Soon, Special Assistant Yuan brought back Nailin.
The atmosphere at the scene was very hot.
With such a winning rate of 100%, people who watched it couldn't restrain something at all.
That young man grew stronger silently where they couldn't see it. As a professional player, she has never let up.
It's not past tense, but filling more reserves to reach the heights you want to reach in the future.
With the end of the game, all the fans of the Imperial League in the auditorium stood up, they did not leave, but waited for the boy to pass by, and then took the stage.
This scene was broadcast live on the platform by various live broadcast rooms.
Quiet support, it turns out that the eyes can bring out the light.
At that time, people understood a truth.
It turns out that they are giving each other strength.
Can use such a way of support, how can it be aggressive for a title.
The previous revelations began to become less credible.
As Mo Bei walked up to the host, there was a commotion. Someone was taking pictures because he was so handsome.
Unwilling to be robbed of attention, another voice came out.
"The more this is the case, the more I want to see Bey and Xu Yiwan fight."
"Tomorrow will be fine. However, bey's fights are all about chaos, and there is no comparison with the standings."
"Indeed, the standings are more difficult."
"I still want to watch the left field, otherwise it will always feel boring, but judging by the appearance of God Bey, I probably won't be able to type it out."
"It's okay, she can't type, and Master Wan."
"Master Wan, please don't hit him, otherwise someone will bring Bey out again, it won't be annoying enough."
It is probably clear that there will be such a direction.
After all, the host has been in the industry for a long time.
So, after Mo Bei stood next to him, the first question he asked was: "Why do you choose to fight in chaos instead of scoring matches during practice?"
"Big Smash can choose the number of people to challenge, and the terrain is more complex than usual, which helps to exercise resilience." Mo Bei also has no one: "There is no interference from other external factors in the points competition, and the data I want cannot be achieved."
Everyone: ...
It's just training, but you also need to consider the interference of external factors? ! !
Are they playing a game!
(end of this chapter)