"What the hell just happened?"

"Don't you see? The bullet that was supposed to be a headshot was blocked! ”

"Incredible! How, exactly? ”

"And this kind of operation? I feel like I've been playing in vain......"

Ling Yu's brilliant block reversed the situation of the entire battle again, and the fatal blow blocked by the cane bought him a last trace of time.

But the mystery of this, but not everyone can understand, this kind of thing, let alone happen in this kind of amateur competition, even in the professional game is a rare operation, most people only see the scene of the cane blocking bullets, but do not know the principle of this operation.

Under the divergent opinions, there is no reason for this, so most people choose to pin their hopes on professional commentary.

This is the first time today, Qimei Xue is not a beauty and has attracted a lot of attention.

If you want to become a veritable resident commentator in the professional arena, this kind of knowledge is a must, Qimei Xue suppressed the surging in her heart and said carefully: "First of all, congratulations to our Liuyue Qinghui players for qualifying for the finals!" ”

"Then, for the last few seconds of the picture, it happened so fast, maybe a lot of people don't quite understand what happened, so, in this break before the next game, let me explain the situation in detail for you."

Backstage on the stage, hearing Qimeixue's words, Wu Baifan hurriedly ordered the staff: "Director, hurry up and cut out the last clip just now, and slow it down at twice the speed!" ”

Qimei Xue walked to the center of the stage, turned sideways, on the big screen, was replaying the moment when someone would go head-to-head and fall into the six-pointed star bondage array, when Wen Hao's multiple headshot skills failed to implement and turned to random shooting, Qi Meixue said: "Random shooting is a group-wide skill, and it has been like this since the beginning of the opening of the heavenly traces, but later after the development of the spear god Mo Ze, we know that the attack direction of random shooting can be artificially controlled to a certain extent, which is the origin of 'accurate random shooting'!" Unexpectedly, the little white player can master such high-end operation skills, which is really unfathomable! ”

"Shoot with precision! Sure enough, it's an accurate shot! ”

"Is this an accurate shot? Isn't that the ultimate operation skill that only a few people in the country have mastered? ”

"But there is no conclusive data on how many people will do this, who knows?"

"Yes, my friend's friend can barely hit a little bit of 'accurate shot' when he is at his best!"

The audience area suddenly exploded, no wonder the damage of this random shot is so terrifying, it turned out to be a precise random shot, and the shots that should have been a range were all concentrated in one direction, can the damage still not be high?

But is this still the level of amateur competition? Terrifying, right? If amateurs can reach this level, how can pros mix?

"And then ......" Qimeixue's voice brought everyone's attention back again, and now it has played to the end clip, that is, the moment when Liuyue Qinghui crossed the cane to block the fatal blow, "Stop! ”

The director paused, and the picture was frozen in the scene where Liuyue Qinghui raised his cane.

"It's a more advanced technique than accurate shooting!" When Qi Meixue said this, her heart beat even more irrepressibly, "As we all know, blocking is a skill that can only be possessed by special professions, but only this kind of attack is something that every profession can do!" ”

"As long as you accurately hit the opponent's attacking weapon, you can achieve a similar attack block to a certain extent!"

"The cane can't be used to block the attack of a weapon, but the damage of a bullet is theoretically ...... No, in fact, it has already been done! ”

Qimeixue's words, like Grimm's fairy tales, sounded like a fantasy to the audience, if it weren't for the fact that she was an authoritative professional commentator, the audience might have flipped the table.

"How is that possible? That's an exaggeration, right? ”

"I know about the offensive blocking of physical weapons, but I've never heard of a staff that can also attack and block!"

"yes, is this really a skill that the average player can master?"

"It's not that I don't believe Xiaoxue's words, but I think it's a complete coincidence!"

"yes, it's impossible, it's a coincidence, it's too lucky!"

"It's still that indiscriminate shooting! It's a pity, if he had used it earlier, he would have had a chance to turn the tables! ”

"Yes, yes, the little white player is unlucky, the first one encounters that kind of map, and the second one has this kind of oolong!"

In the face of the audience's reaction, Qimeixue was a little helpless, but she explained everything she should explain, and whether the audience accepted it or not was not within her control.

But she could understand why the crowd thought this way – it was an ordinary amateur game! Amateurs do what the pros can't, which is ridiculous to anyone, and it makes perfect sense that viewers would attribute it to luck.

Qimeixue herself couldn't believe why such a scene was staged in an amateur competition comparable to a professional game.

It's so disagreeable, but it does happen.

As for whether or not to participate in an amateur competition for a professional player who has never appeared in public, this is an option that I would never even think about, and what professional player would do such a worthless thing?

Therefore, in the end, this game is regarded as a close battle, after all, from the perspective of the process, whoever goes head-to-head each is the possibility of counter-killing, but it lacks a little luck, so in the end it is a regrettable defeat.

This game is over, and then there are two protagonists who will stage another battle, so even if this game is exciting, it can't delay the progress of the second game, so, in the natural voice of Qimei Xue, the atmosphere on the stage gradually turns to the second battle.

The excitement of the first game made the audience look forward to the second game more.

Gradually, the sound of discussing Ling Yu's offensive block and Wen Hao's accurate random shooting gradually disappeared, and the audience's attention slowly turned to the two protagonists of the second game......

The third floor of the Tianji Internet Cafe.

The game was over, Wen Hao pulled out the account card, and as soon as he walked out of the room, Zi Ting greeted him again, and behind him was Zi Rui, who had an awkward expression.

Although he played a beautiful 2-0 in the morning, he was beaten 2-0 by others in the afternoon, Wen Hao was not depressed, but he still felt a little embarrassed, and when he faced Ziting's smiling face, his eyes were a little floating.

"You're playing well!"

The gentle words knocked on Wen Hao's eardrums, and suddenly turned into a warm current, surging all over the body, and after a long silence, Wen Hao said in a low voice: "Thank you." ”

"Zirui, what do you say?" Zi Ting looked at Zi Rui with a grin.

"Why are you asking me?" Zi Rui was stunned and dissatisfied, but under Zi Ting's insistent gaze, she still said with a small mouth, "It's okay, it's just a little bit of luck...... Scumbag! Don't get me wrong, I'm not complimenting you! ”

Zi Ting was frightened: "Rui Rui, how can you scold people!" ”

Not to be outdone: "It's a scumbag!" Don't try to deceive the kind Sister Tingting with this pitiful look! ”

"Ruirui!"

"Humph!"

"Scumbag?" Wen Hao was stunned, for this inexplicable title, he could only smile helplessly, it seems that as long as he stays here for a day, he is destined to be unable to eliminate Zirui's misunderstanding.

But...... For Zirui, what she said just now may have been her greatest praise, right?

Looking at the living treasures of the two sisters, Wen Hao's mood also improved little by little.

However, it was at this moment that he suddenly remembered Ling Yu's existence.

"Hey, bro, what a fight! Got time to take a step to talk? ”

At this time, Ling Yu, who also came out of the room behind him, waved his hand in a friendly manner and asked cheerfully.

Wen Hao looked at his hearty smile, but the smile on his face was gradually dissipating.