ALTHOUGH ZHANG YIFENG AND THE SHY ARE IN THE BATTLE, THEIR MINDS ARE NOT AS HOT AS THEY SEEM IN THE SCENE.

Calm down.

The ultimate calm.

The control of damage and the estimation of the killing line are all clearly outlined in the minds of the two of them.

The two of you have an A, and I have an A, and the blood line has dropped to about 30% in an instant.

Rub!

Ignite and hang on, which is again a fully synchronized operation.

The summoner skill brought by Zhang Yifeng is flash ignited, and THE SHY is the same.

On the commentary stage, Miller instantly entered the state, and his speech was wild.

Because he knows that this may be a matter of winning or losing, and the blood line of the two may be pressed to the end by the other party at any time.

"Don't retreat! Brother Feng and THE HY, this is a battle at the beginning of the game! ”

"Ignite and hang up, skillfully walk A, and don't waste any opportunity to move and intersperse flat A!"

"The two of them are very thin, and the direction they go is where their own soldiers are, so that the hatred of the soldiers can be attracted and help them fight people!"

"E skill cooldown!"

"Wow, it's a smooth combo of A and E and then 2 flat A, this is too mirrored!"

IN THE GAME, THE COOLDOWN OF THE TWO LUCIAN'S ES WAS REFRESHED AT THE SAME TIME, AND ZHANG YIFENG AND THE SHY WERE USED UP SIMULTANEOUSLY WITH THE TWO ES, AND THEN THE BLOOD VOLUME OF THE TWO WENT FROM MORE THAN 200 TO SEVENTY OR EIGHTY.

Another shot of flat A, Zhang Yifeng's blood volume is 62.

THE SHY HP 41.

Because of the sudden impact on Zhang Yifeng's side, the slight armor-piercing effect allowed him to gain an extremely slight advantage in the battle.

But this advantage doesn't really mean much.

Because at this time, if his blood volume is eaten again, he will die, let alone THE HY.

Sa!

Flashes of light appeared, and as soon as they appeared, there were two.

The two of them handed over the flash at the same time, without a moment's delay.

THE SHY's flash was to pull the distance back, and he directly broke away from Zhang Yifeng's basic attack distance, so that Zhang Yifeng's last bullet failed to shoot.

And the ignition effect on his body, there is also the last jump.

A level 3 ignition and one-jump damage are not enough to take away his last HP.

IN THE SHY'S OPINION, IN THE END, HE SHOULD HAVE MORE THAN TEN POINTS LEFT, OR EVEN A SINGLE-DIGIT AMOUNT OF BLOOD, BUT HE WON'T DIE.

But the next moment, he was shocked.

Because Zhang Yifeng's flashing was not as he expected, it was also a flashing of pulling a distance backwards.

Instead, he flashed forward in the direction he flashed!

"It's the simultaneous handing over of the summoner's skills again, and this time both of them have handed over the flash, because the next time they draw A, they will end up together!"

"That's not right! Brother Feng's flash! ”

"He's flashing forward!"

"He wasn't scared at all! It's not cowardly at all! ”

ZHANG YIFENG'S FLASH MADE HIM MAKE A LAST SHOT FLAT A, AND THE SHY'S REACTION WAS FAST ENOUGH, AND HE ALSO FIRED A LAST-MINUTE BULLET AT ZHANG YIFENG'S LUCIAN.

However, after all, it was a slow beat.

ZHANG YIFENG'S BULLET ARRIVED AT THE SHY FIRST, TAKING AWAY HIS LAST BIT OF BLOOD.

Bang!

The game was still, and the battle between the two lone gunners on the extremely cold bridge of Freljord was finally over.

Zhang Yifeng, 2-0, won the final of the SOLO competition.

"Born to die! Only by getting infinitely close to death can you seize the ultimate survival! ”

"Brother Feng has won! He's a champion again, he's always a champion! ”

Miller was already hoarse, and the doll was screaming from the sidelines, venting the excitement and shock in her heart.

The game screen on the big screen is gone, replaced by a handsome poster of Zhang Yifeng and the subtitles announcing the SOLO championship.

Magnificent music and a brilliant piece of colored paper were also played in the venue, and all the spotlights were placed on Zhang Yifeng's body.

All the audience at the scene stand up!

In addition to the large applause, there were also cheers shouting Zhang Yifeng's name.

There are some old fans of Zhang Yifeng, and they are also in tears at this moment.

These are tears of emotion!

That forward flash, made their blood boil.

originally thought that eight years of professional conquest had already smoothed out the edges and corners of his youth and frivolity.

I thought that the losses and injuries in recent years would consume the little fighting spirit he had left.

But no, he's still the god of AD who is young and frivolous, and operation is king.

He is the only true god in the SOLO race, the triple crown!

Who else is me!

It's back, it's all back!

Xue Meng was sitting in an inconspicuous corner of the scene, she covered her lips lightly at the moment, and her eyes were also shining with tears, she didn't know how many times she had seen Zhang Yifeng win the championship.

But she just couldn't help it, because this was the initial impression that Zhang Yifeng brought her.

It was because Xue Meng had been by Zhang Yifeng's side that she knew how difficult it was, late that night a month ago, when she saw the haggard Zhang Yifeng, she thought that he would be depressed to the point of collapse.

Fortunately, he didn't give up.

Thunder was also at the scene, and his side was his little brother Mo Kai, and the two of them still dragged their boss to buy scalper tickets before they successfully infiltrated the scene.

Speaking of which, last night's turmoil caused the owner of the Internet café to lose 2 computers and a few chairs.

But his business is not known to be many times better than before.

The reason is that this is the Internet café that Zhang Yifeng once came to, and this is enough.

Countless people came here, and the boss even set the position where Zhang Yifeng sat as a special seat for the great god, 50 yuan an hour.

Such an outrageous price not only did not dissuade people from coming to the Internet, but on the contrary, orders for the predetermined location were all placed until the next week.

At this time, the seats of the Thunder and Mokai are in Zone C.

It is also the seat farthest from the stage, but this does not stop the excitement and pride of the thunder.

Seeing Zhang Yifeng win the championship again, he was also sincerely happy.

Mo Kai on the side also showed an expression of envy in his eyes.

The whole venue, tens of thousands of people, chanting your name at the same time, what kind of experience is this, this is too awesome!

The commentators on the stage did not hesitate to praise at all.

For the third year in a row, no matter how the version changes, no matter how strong the opponent is, he can win the final trophy of this SOLO competition.

This is no longer something that luck can explain.

This is strength, hard power!

THE SHY TOOK OFF HIS HEADPHONES AND DIDN'T HAVE MUCH LOSS ON HIS FACE.

He also knows the reason why he lost, the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, this old Chinese saying is not unreasonable.

Since they are all reckless, whoever retreats will naturally lose.

He didn't lose unjustly.

THE SHY stood up with a smile on his face and stretched out his right hand to Zhang Yifeng on the side, still speaking one of the few Chinese he could speak.

"Awesome, awesome!"

BUT SOON, THE SHY REALIZED THAT SOMETHING WAS WRONG.

Zhang Yifeng's expression was very painful, there were beads of sweat on his forehead, and Zhang Yifeng's right hand, which was barely stretched out, was also trembling slightly.

THE SHY FEELS LIKE HOLDING A ROCK.