"It's a miracle that all the bullets of the little white player hit a flood of water moving in the air! Now Wang Hongquan is going to be caught! ”

"Sure enough, the little white player didn't show the slightest mercy, and as soon as Wang Hongquan player fell, he was picked up by the floating bomb and floated again!"

"This set of injuries is really painful, the blood volume of a Wang Hongquan player will be crippled all of a sudden, if he is caught by the little white player again, then this game will be over!"

Audience area.

"Beautiful!"

"Wonderful!"

"How did you hit it so accurately?"

Qimei Xue's passionate commentary made the audience applaud.

A second ago, they were still questioning the strength of the staff replaced by Tianji Internet Cafe, and at this second, they fully believed that this little white player would become the biggest obstacle for other players to win the championship.

Two rounds of duels, judging from the results, there is no suspense, a Wang Hongquan has no threat to the damage caused by who will go heads-up, on the other hand, who will go heads-up, the whole game has reached a shocking zero mistakes, once he catches the opportunity, a Wang Hongquan will drink a pot fiercely.

Regardless of whether the Green machine gun in his hand was a stroke of luck or really relying on his strength, he was bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of the well rope, Gao Hongquan was afraid after pulling away again, and he didn't know how to attack.

When using the hand cannon for air displacement, in fact, it is also necessary to adjust the direction to move, people feel a headache for you, it does not mean that you have no way, each profession has its own means of air control, the difference is only in the more and the less.

The roaming gunner belongs to the kind of profession that has relatively few anti-air means, so the playing style of the flying cannon flow can get unexpected miraculous effects against the roaming gunner, but since the roaming gunner's anti-air means are scarce, it means that he will be far above the average in another aspect, that aspect is the burst damage, Gao Hongquan just missed this time, and he was directly taken away with most of his blood.

Finally found a chance to escape, after Gao Hongquan retreated, he could no longer afford to attack, obviously he occupied the main advantage in the air, and the rhythm of the battlefield should be in his hands, but why did it backfire, and it was himself who was hurt in the end.

Could it be that he had just been watching my aerial movements? Gao Hongquan suddenly thought of a possibility, but he denied it, how could this be possible, his movements were all irregular, and they were not executed according to a customized law, how could they be seen through?

"Attacking?"

Gao Hongquan was shocked when he saw who would go head-to-head and suddenly ran in the direction where Wang Hongquan was, because whoever came to go head-to-head was consciously in a passive position all along, which made Gao Hongquan inadvertently have a kind of inertial thinking, which would make a huge mistake of forgetting to place the broadsword mine because of the heavy blow!

Worst!

Gao Hongquan tapped the keyboard in a panic.

"Boom!"

Wang Hongquan raised his hand cannon and shot a gasoline bomb at the ground in front of him, and with a bang, the gasoline bomb instantly turned into a red spark, rolling up a strong storm, and the ground that was originally covered by cyan grass was covered by a sea of fire in the blink of an eye.

With the explosion of this gasoline bomb, a flood of water successfully intercepted the approach of who would go head-on, buying himself time to breathe.

However, one of the important hole cards, Hell Flame, has entered a cooldown, which also means that a flood of water has been forced into a desperate situation, and he will not hesitate to empty such a high-damage skill, and also interrupt the attack of who will go head-to-head.

Players' rest area.

"Hell Flames are handed!"

I don't know who started it, but the other five players stopped their boring warm-up activities and gathered under a screen hanging from the ceiling to watch the first match.

They all know that Gao Hongquan was the runner-up in last year's celebration competition, but the level reflected in this competition is not satisfactory.

Ling Yu's performance is a little unsociable, it seems that it is none of his business who wins or loses, he only cares about the ending of the TV series he is watching.

Suddenly, someone spoke—

"The cross-fire is also empty, so you don't have to fight, do you?"

"It should be cold, a flood of springs no longer has any skills that are enough to pose a threat, and roaming can attack unscrupulously."

"It's a bit of a roam."

"Yes, I didn't expect the staff of the Internet café to hide such a master."

The five players commented on the situation of the first game, and at this moment, the staff of the Internet café came over: "Players of the second game, please pack your belongings and follow us to the competition area." ”

"It's my turn." A young man at the bottom of the screen breaks away from the line and runs back to his seat to get his mouse and keyboard.

"Who's in the second one?" Someone asked.

The other three all shook their heads, and then, with the addition of the questioner, all four looked away.

"Click!"

Ling Yu, who had been sitting in front of the computer without moving since his arrival, took off his headphones, stood up and walked towards the staff.

The young man who was putting away the mouse and keyboard followed behind Ling Yu, staring at him with a puzzled expression, but he was not as frivolous as Gao Hongquan was when he faced Wen Hao.

"Do you have everything with you?" The staff repeated what had been said to Wen Hao and Gao Hongquan.

Ling Yu and the young man both nodded.

So they went to the competition area with the staff.

After they were gone, a word came from among the four men—

"Another strange one who doesn't bring anything!"

Tournament area.

Gao Hongquan lowered his hands, extremely depressed.

The battle is over, and Wang Hongquan, who can't let go of his hands and feet, has no chance of turning the tables, just struggling to the death, so on the field, in addition to having enough strength as hardware, he must also have the spirit of being willing to die as a drive, Gao Hongquan is obviously not good in psychological quality, once he falls into a disadvantage, he can't show his hands and feet again, even if he has the ability to turn the world upside down, it is like chicken ribs if he can't show it.

Wen Hao pulled out his account card and got up to leave the battle zone.

As soon as she walked out of the room, Zi Ting greeted her: "Xiaobai is so powerful!" ”

"Okay." Wen Hao handed the account card in his hand to Ziting.

"Sure enough, there was nothing wrong with calling you!" Taking the account card, Ziting smiled sweetly, "Ruirui, did you say?" ”

"Huh? Do you ask me? Zi Rui didn't expect Zi Ting to suddenly ask for her thoughts, she looked at Wen Hao with a sting, and held back for a while before she looked away and said in a low voice, "It's okay......"

"Really, Rui Rui, you are not honest at all!" Ziting was very dissatisfied with Zirui's attitude.

However, Zirui directly threw Wen Hao a beautiful side face, and she didn't even want to say anything.

Wen Hao was also helpless about his sister's unreserved hostility towards himself, and reached out to pat Ziting's fragrant shoulder, "Okay, don't make trouble, I'll go up and rest first." ”

"Uh-huh!" Of course, Ziting wasn't really angry, she also loved this little ghost sister very much in her heart, "Sleep well, I will cheer you for the semi-finals in the afternoon!" If you win, you'll get a raise this month! ”

"Do your best." Wen Hao smiled bitterly.

"Let's go!" Ziting urged Wen Hao, for fear that Wen Hao would lie down on the spot in the next second.

"Hmm." Wen Hao didn't say anything more, turned around and walked in the direction of the elevator room.

When passing by a few staff members, Wen Hao saw them holding their mobile phones to test the playback effect of the live broadcast platform, and Qi Meixue's sweet voice came out from the loudspeaker of the mobile phone-

"The two players in the next second game are the first players to register for this competition, the blue side is, the flowing moon Qinghui player, a very literary name, and the red side is ......."

At a certain moment, Wen Hao's footsteps suddenly froze, and he looked at the staff members blankly.

Sensing Wen Hao's gaze, a staff member asked, "Is there anything you need help with?" ”

"No, it's fine." Wen Hao came back to his senses, shook his head, and continued to take his steps.

Did you hear that wrong?

With that in mind, he walked into the elevator.