Chapter Seventy-Five: Who's going to go it alone

"What the hell, this guy?" Gao Hongquan is dissatisfied with Wen Hao's attitude, even if he is acting on the spot, at least he must have some professionalism, right? What the hell is this kind of acting that isn't even a third-rate?

However, thinking about it from another aspect, Gao Hongquan was relieved, too, blame him for not comparing his heart to anyone, unless he has a habit of being abused, otherwise who would want to run out like this to be a foil for others? As an employee at an Internet café, he can't resist the boss's orders (which is true), and even if he has a lot of dissatisfaction with this mission, he has to bite the bullet, which is not incomprehensible that he will reveal some rebellious emotions.

Thinking about it like this, Gao Hongquan was a little sympathetic to Wen Hao.

Give him a good time!

Gao Hongquan felt that he was really benevolent and full of master demeanor.

"Let's get started!"

The big stage of Qianda Plaza.

"Everyone, the first game is about to begin!" Qi Meixue raised her right hand and pointed to the big screen above her head, "The first game will be played by Wang Hongquan, the runner-up of the previous year...... Uh, that, against the representative of our Tianji Internet Cafe - the little white player! The first game is a fierce collision! Let's wait and see! ”

"Little white player? Poof! What the hell? Puppies? ”

"Hahaha, little white player, let me play in an instant!"

"A flood of springs, I know him, isn't he a master of our school? I've watched him fight in competitions held in school, and that hand of ammunition is really amazing! ”

"What kind of person is this from the Tianji Internet Cafe, I haven't heard of it, extras, right?"

"It is estimated that the Tianji Internet Cafe will lose."

Although Qimeixue tried her best to create a situation where this was evenly matched, the audience obviously didn't pay for it, and they agreed that this game was just an appetizer to be forcibly made up, and the reason why it was placed in the first place was also because the Internet café was afraid that it would occupy the real highlight position, which would cause strong dissatisfaction among the audience.

"This will crush me!"

"I'm also pressing, I'm damning, the odds are so low?"

"Isn't this nonsense? The obvious result also gives you high odds, so isn't that a loss? ”

Don't get me wrong, this is not gambling, but a small activity organized by the Tianji Internet Cafe, that is, by scanning the official account of the Tianji Internet Café, you can receive a certain number of lucky beans on the official account, these lucky beans can be used as a cost to bet in all the games after the quarterfinals, and the audience can decide whether to participate in the competition for their own time, and each successful guess will get a lucky bean reward.

After accumulating a certain number of lucky bean rewards, you can redeem them for the corresponding event rewards in the virtual mall of the Celestial Trail Internet Cafe, which is one of the audience interaction rewards for the 6th anniversary event celebration.

This odds is not to say that Internet cafes don't trust Wen Hao, that's the trend of the times, and from the analysis of objective conditions, Wang Hongquan, who has a glorious record, is better than the obscure Wen Hao no matter which aspect it looks at, this is a fact.

Qimeixue is worthy of being a professional commentator, even if the scene does not develop in the direction she wants, she can still control the rhythm of the audience: "Okay, let's start to enter the map selection link, well, it's the bamboo forest map!" ”

"Both sides have entered the teleportation stage, the red side is one of our Hongquan players, his race is human, the basic agility of human beings is relatively high, and with the mobility of the ammunition expert, it is indeed a good match!"

"Blue is our little white player, well, what a cute name, character ID...... What a personality! Well, the race of the white player is also human, and it is also a sharpshooter class, but the white player uses a roaming gunner, and the roaming gunner versus the ammunition expert, which is really a dragon and tiger fight! ”

"Alright, both sides are in the countdown!"

"The first match of the quarterfinals has officially begun!"

Bamboo Woodland Dueling Arena.

After Wang Hongquan got the buff of explosive fire bombs and aerial shots, he directly rushed to the roaming gunner character used by Wen Hao, and took the initiative to attack without any hesitation.

And the ID of Wen Hao's character is also in line with the situation, and he is not weaker than the other party at all in terms of momentum - who will fight alone.

Chida Plaza Stage.

"Oh, it's a fierce head-to-head showdown!" Qi Meixue said excitedly, "The little white player has no intention of being humble at all!" ”

"The first conflict! Hey, Wang Hongquan was anxious, and the first sliding shovel was dodged by the little white player, and the two sides began to stalemate...... Well, a Hongquan player is trying to move and look for opportunities! ”

"Wang Hongquan has taken the initiative to attack again!"

"Hey, the little white player has a beautiful counter-attack, and a Wang Hongquan is topped up by BBQ!"

"The little white player connected the beautiful floating bomb and knee collision with three basic attacks, and a flood of spring floated again!"

As Qimei Xue integrated into the emotional commentary, the audience's mouths slowly opened wide, and some people even stuffed the popcorn in their hands into their nostrils without realizing it.

Although Qi Meixue's commentary sounded as if the two sides had a confrontation back and forth, and the battle was inseparable, what they saw was a completely crushing situation!

A white player, not a white?

The competition area on the third floor of the Tianji Internet Cafe.

"Grass, careless!" Gao Hongquan's face at this moment has long been uncomfortable at the beginning, fine beads of sweat cover his smooth forehead, obviously in a cool air-conditioned room, but the azure short sleeves are soaked with sweat and discolored.

He struggled to control the mouse, tapped the keyboard, and nervously searched for an opportunity to fight back after falling into a disadvantage.

"Whew!"

A Wang Hongquan threw out a frozen grenade, the landing point was the best position judged by Gao Hongquan, but the result was still in vain, at this moment reflected in his eyes who will be alone, like a wandering ghost, there is no regular way to move, but there seems to be a law that he can't fathom, always able to dodge his key control skills.

For a moment, he even felt that the roaming was a living and intelligent individual, not a puppet at the mercy of the player.

The figures of the two purple trench coats were running between the bamboo forests, and Gao Hongquan didn't dare to let Wang Hongquan get close to who would be singled out, and was engrossed in using the high damage of the flame bomb, trying to use long-range shooting to consume the blood of whoever would go head-to-head.

"A Wang Hongquan player has changed his playing style, and it seems that he uses the high bullet damage of the ammunition expert to grind down the blood of the little white player! If it's just a simple exchange of bullets, the roaming gunner's little white player will suffer! Qimei Xue delicately analyzed Gao Hongquan's true thoughts at this time, as well as the situation Wen Hao was facing.

"However, as long as a flood of water does not hand over the cross-fire and hell flames, then the little white player may still suffer a set of skill counterattacks if he approaches easily!"

Qi Meixue said, but when she saw who came to fight alone, she leaned towards Wang Hongquan without hesitation, in fact, there is no suppression of the two professions of ammunition expert and roaming gunner, both of them are professions with high burst damage, the key is to see who is more skilled and grasp the timing.

It seems that the melee is scared, Gao Hongquan saw who would catch the opportunity to get close alone, and he handed over the cross-fire without hesitation, and Wang Hongquan crossed in front of him with an automatic pistol in both hands, and shot high-damage bullets violently.

However, who came to take the figure alone, it was actually a side roll that was predicted in advance to avoid this cross-shot.

Gao Hongquan's rhythm was completely firmly grasped by Wen Hao!

Wen Hao, who was in front of the computer, shook the mouse, and squinted his eyes sleepily, as if he would fall asleep at any time.

Chida Plaza Stage.

Looking at the figure of a Hongquan falling, the audience was silent.

"This ...... What a beautiful prediction roll! ”

Qi Meixue's commentary on this game is also doing her best, but she still can't stand the boredom brought by such a simple game, isn't this the quarterfinals? The first one, Wang Hongquan is following the rhythm of the other party at all, is the gap really so big? How to explain such a game!