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"Hey, Brother Jue, what's going on with you?" After being killed, Xiao Tan returned to the landing space and established a voice communication with Feng Bujue.
"Deleting emails," Feng Bujue replied weakly, obviously, when he said this, his hands were not idle.
"Haha, I haven't finished deleting yet." Xiao Tan laughed.
At midnight, he and Feng Bujue also communicated once. At that time, the list of specially invited players had just been announced on the official website, and Brother Jue's mailbox had just exploded.
"It's about the same as I expected," Feng Bujue said, "This time I'm well-known. In the last three days to a week, I'm already mentally prepared to deal with thousands of emails every day." He paused, "It's been a while For a while, it may be better when the heat of this matter subsides. But I am afraid that I will never be able to return to the ideal state of being unknown. I once heard from Jian Shao (Kuang Zing Jianying) that a well-known player like him , It is common to receive dozens of emails from strangers after going online. My situation should become like this in the future.”
"I see that there are countless people who could only wish for this kind of treatment from you," Xiao Tan complained.
"Huh, it's actually good too. It would be much easier for me if I didn't have to play the preliminaries." Feng Bujue continued, "By the way, how did you do in the first preliminaries?"
"Hey, I lost." Xiaotan sighed.
"Oh." Feng Bujue looked very calm.
"Hey! The reaction is too cold!" Xiao Tan replied, "It seems that it is normal for me to lose!"
"It's not a big deal to lose one game." Feng Bujue said, "[War of Bugs] will have fifty rounds, as long as you don't lose four games in a row and get eliminated early, it's not a big problem."
"It's easy to say, there are millions of players in this game, and only 3,000 people can enter the battle of the cocoon, and players who win 15 consecutive games in any stage of the war of insects will directly advance." Xiaotan said while doing mental calculations, "fight The theoretical best record for all 50 players is 47 wins and 3 losses. If you can't achieve 15 consecutive victories, you have to work towards this record if you want to advance."
"Don't worry." Feng Bujue said, "Forty wins should be enough to guarantee promotion."
"Ah?" Xiao Tan was stunned for a moment. Based on his friendship with Brother Jue, he could judge many things from the tone of the other party's speech, so when he heard this sentence, he knew that Feng Bujue was using a comparison. Said it with a certain attitude.
"How do you know?" Xiao Tan asked, "Even the people inside the game company can't explain this kind of thing clearly?"
"Conjecture." Feng Bujue said.
"Do these two words of yours count as a complete answer, or is it some kind of generalization?" Xiaotan said with the corners of his mouth twitching.
Feng Bujue also knew what Xiaotan meant, so he started to explain directly: "From the day of the public beta, counting. In less than 24 days, there are only a limited number of people who can rush to level 30 or above. .You say 'there are millions of players in this game' which is really bullshit. Those guys who don't meet the entry requirements can be ignored.
Your competitors are players who have already passed level 30 and signed up, except for the ten seeded players. There are far fewer than a million people who meet these conditions, and it is not bad to barely break through 100,000. Among them, some are impatient to use double experience cards, or find someone to bring them (one of the regular business of the game studio, four to five A professional player brings one or two bosses to play the script and guarantee to pass the level) to be able to participate in the competition. These guys are gift boys, and they only have a dozen of each other. If they meet those players who have practiced solidly, they will definitely lose. It is only a matter of time before they lose four games in a row.
As for the situation of winning 15 games in a row to advance, although it does exist in theory, but in all fairness, it is very difficult. Under the absolutely random queuing principle, anything can happen. In the fifteen consecutive heads-up matches, as long as one encounters a strong player who is as strong as him, or a player who restrains his specialization, the winning streak will be interrupted.
From the perspective of probability, the higher the player ranks on the combat power ranking list, the higher the probability of completing this move. For players ranked below the top 100, the hope of achieving 15 consecutive victories is already very slim. Therefore, if there are 3,000 places, if there are 100 places that are taken up by those who have won consecutive victories, it is almost the same.
Most people need to play 50 games, and then look at the winning percentage. "
He paused here, and then continued: "Now let's look at the theoretical best record you mentioned - 47 wins and 3 losses. That's basically a super high standard that is as difficult as 15 consecutive victories."
"Hmm," Xiaotan replied thoughtfully.
"The competition system this time is not bad. The setting of winning streak promotion and losing streak elimination will reduce the probability of you encountering players who are too strong or too weak." Feng Bujue continued, "Leaving aside the character factor, normally, you play Fifty games, the total number of god opponents and five scumbags encountered may not exceed five.
For the remaining forty-five matches, you will face opponents who are in the same strength range as yourself.
As long as your K level is slightly above average, it is impossible for your winning percentage to be lower than 50, which is equivalent to having won 23 games. And whether you can advance depends on how much you can win in the remaining 22 games. And in those character rounds, you have encountered many godly opponents, but you still have many scumbags. "
"Ah, all in all," Xiaotan continued, "The qualifying situation is much more optimistic than I imagined."
"That's right." Feng Bujue continued, "As far as I can see, the lowest baseline for qualifying might be thirty-five or even lower. As long as you don't lose fifteen games in total, there is a possibility of qualifying."
"Okay." After listening to Brother Jue's analysis, Xiao Tan was indeed relieved a lot. "By the way, when it comes to the character bureau, do you know who the opponent I met in the first match?"
"Hearing your tone, are you defeated by a strong enemy?" Feng Bujue said.
"It's the Seven Kills! The Seven Kills from Brother Long's club!" Xiao Tan emphasized.
"Oh" Feng Bujue said, "That would indeed be called a match for God."
"When I think about you winning against that kind of guy, I'm not surprised that you entered the list of specially invited players," Xiao Tan said.
In the battle for the cloak, Feng Bujue boasted several times in front of Xiaotan intentionally or unintentionally, so the latter knew a lot.
"As far as you are now, you should be able to fight him, right?" Feng Bujue asked.
"Yes, but I can't beat it." Xiao sighed, "I feel that there is still a big gap between me and the top experts like you."
"Oh, if it was ten years ago, you would have knocked me out," Feng Bujue spit out.
"Ah? What?" Xiao Tan asked inexplicably.
"It's nothing, I'll just say it casually." Feng Bujue was distracted to delete the email. He was distracted for a moment and slipped his mouth. He immediately covered it up and said, "I seem to have said some lines in the movie just by the way. Don't worry about it."
"Oh." Xiao Tan didn't think much about it, and replied: "Well, then you can delete the email, and I'll try to play a few more games."
"Go, go." Feng Bujue said, "Hang up."
The communication between the two was interrupted, and Brother Jue let out a long breath, "It's really dangerous." He said to himself, "I just want to encourage him to speak, and I didn't get distracted." He stopped what he was doing, took a deep breath, and remembered a little bit. The clip flashed before his eyes, filled with blood and wailing, "That kid must be crazy at that time."
The conversation is divided into two parts. At this moment, a 1V1 killing game is unfolding between two specially invited players. They are [Uncle Waste Chai] and [Corpse Knife Is King].
Uncle Waste Chai's appearance is completely unkempt, with short messy hair, a stubbled beard, a pair of sunglasses, a set of brown pajamas, and flip-flops on his feet.
The King of Corpse Knife is wearing a green and black club uniform, with a badge printed on the left chest of the clothes. The pattern is a finely carved skull machete, with the word "corpse knife" written in black. The players in their studio basically have no special features. They all have the same cut and wear uniform clothing. The rule of naming is to add the suffix "Strike" or "Wei Wang" after the nickname.
On the maple leaf forest, the bright moon is in the sky.
Trees and nights are distinct, and the killing intent is like a shuttle.
At this time, the two had already played against each other several times, and one of them had already shown signs of decline.
"Are you kidding?" As the corpse knife retreated, he picked up a long halberd on the ground. It was a weapon that fell from his hand tens of seconds ago.
"This should be my line." When Uncle Waste Chai spoke, there was still a cigarette in his mouth, "You are the number one master of the corpse knife, and you are also a man in the top 20 combat power rankings. It's too weak to be so weak." It's outrageous."
"You..." Corpse Knife King had no expression on his face, but he was shocked and angry in his heart. He said to himself, "It was just arranging a random killing game for practice, but I met a monster. This guy is only the fifth!" ? It’s impossible for me to fight Zuiwo Xanran, this useless uncle is much better than Zuiwo Xanlan”
"I've heard some rumors about your studio, huh," Uncle Waste Chai spat. Yan continued, "You are using 'medicine', right?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." The corpse knife wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth for the king, and used the gap between the other party and himself to adjust his breathing, and looked for opportunities.
And Uncle Waste Chai just stood there smoking a cigarette in a very casual stance, and continued, "The Corpse Knife has always been ranked fifth in the combat power list of the society, and among the top 20 in the rank list, you The number of places is also the most. But your actual combat ability as the number one corpse knife master really shocked me." He sneered, and took another puff of cigarette "It's some kind of medicine that can suppress the fright value, although it can't be completely controlled. Zero, but it should keep the scare value in a low range. This will ensure that every time you clear a script, you can get an evaluation above 'courage is good' and receive some experience rewards."
"Hmph, you should be careful when you speak, and you must tell evidence in everything." The corpse knife is king and sneers, "You are also a well-known player. If you talk nonsense, it will damage our company's reputation."
"Evidence haha, is that very important?" Uncle Waste Chai smiled, "I'm just a freelance professional who lives and eats in the game as an individual. You didn’t break the law.” He shrugged, “A small person like me has no other strengths except being a little better at playing games. You big studios, send me some lawyers’ letters.” Believe me, maybe it can drive me to nowhere. I am a person who stops talking, I can't afford to provoke you, and I don't have the time and energy to provoke you." His tone was full of sarcasm, "I can The way to fight with you is to beat you into meatloaf in the game and put you in a cardboard box.”
"Too much deceit!" Wei Wang raised the corpse knife again in one breath, "I will let you come and go!" He shouted violently, and the long halberd threw out three purple lights, and went away through the air.
Uncle Fei Chai flipped his palms and raised his sleeves, and gently pushed out with his palm, the force of his body formed a wall of air, and the purple light in midair was immediately blocked.
"It seems that you can't make any decent attacks." Uncle Waste Chai said, "It's the end of you."
Once the mind is set, the skills are accumulated. Uncle Fei Chai took half a step forward, then slapped a mighty stern palm, scattered the purple light, and hurried towards the place where the corpse knife is king.
"Huh, it's a trick." The corpse knife king couldn't make much expression on his face, which also gave him a cover.
At this moment, he resorted to a move of "Stepping into the Clouds" and jumped into the air, disappearing.
"Oh? Run away?" Uncle Waste Chai thought, "No, that's right."
Huh—the sound of breaking wind, almost passed the player's thoughts.
The long halberd suddenly fell from the top of Uncle Waste Chai's left shoulder, and his entire left arm was instantly chopped off by the force of tyranny.
The situation of the battle changed suddenly, and it was reversed with one move.
Uncle Waste Chai's situation has taken a turn for the worse, and the corpse knife is king, relying on a simple hiding and moving skill, he has put his opponent in a desperate situation.
At least, he thought it was hopeless.
"Oh, it really hurts." Uncle Waste Chai said weakly, and turned his head to look at his left arm that fell to the ground. There was still a cigarette butt in his left hand, "I haven't finished that one yet."
"Think about yourself before Yan!" The corpse knife turned around for Wang Xuankong, and the halberd pointed backwards, this time trying to grab Uncle Waste Chai's neck.
Uncle Waste Chai made a move that the other party couldn't figure out. He didn't dodge or dodge. He stood where he was, but with his right hand, he quickly took off his sunglasses and threw them out.
With a puff, the head fell to the ground.
However, before the "corpse" of Uncle Waste Chai with missing arms and head fell down, another complete Uncle Waste Chai appeared on the other side behind the sunglasses.
"Interesting, isn't it?" Uncle Waste Chai said, reaching out from his pajamas pocket, took out another cigarette, and calmly lit himself, "Which position do you want to lie in the cardboard box?"
Looking at the opponent who was revived in full condition, the corpse knife king felt deep despair. From the beginning of this battle to the move just now, he had exhausted all his skills, but the opponent used all kinds of weird ways every time. resolved, and the result was unscathed
In the next second, the corpse knife retreated for Wang Qiang
Uncle Waste Chai listened to the system prompt that sounded in his ears, and blew smoke rings, "Hmph, retreating seems to be the last resort to preserve dignity, but in fact, this is precisely the reaction of the weak."
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