Chapter 219: What a Husband!
Clockwork is a hero who is based on consumption in many cases, but once he is equipped and reaches a certain level, he will have the ability to destroy the world.
Right now, the blood volume of these three people in Linhai No. 3 has already been cut by Nuo Shou, and after jumping off the cliff, they jumped directly into the wind's big move as if they had been invited into the urn.
Under the damage of a large wave of shockwaves, the three people, including Wang Nan, didn't have time to react at all, and they were washed away from the ground, and there was no scum left.
Looking at the scene of the tragedy on the big screen, which was full of corpses and bloody flesh on the lower river, the audience was completely silent.
Before that, they also expected that the Linhai No. 3 Middle School could endure for a while, and after several major output equipment was formed, they might still have the strength to fight.
However, this wave of team battles that broke out on the lower road not only completely turned the hope of Linhai No. 3 Middle School to zero infinitely, but also sent a wave of adults to the opposite mid-laner.
In this way, the two sides in the middle lane were generally evenly divided, but after this wave of heads, the strength of the two sides was naturally not the same.
If that's the case, maybe it's not the worst-case scenario.
The worst is that even Mondo, who was on the road, collapsed.
During the period of his rash teleportation, he not only lost several troop lines on the road.
And because of the timely reinforcements of the opposite Noshou, he also won the assistance of three heads.
As a result, Linhai No. 3 Middle School was completely in a desperate situation.
This wave of seemingly prosperous down-to-two roads turned out to be a farce of self-reaping the consequences and playing with fire* in the end, and ended up in an extremely miserable end.
"Alas, it seems that tonight's news broadcast can't be watched, according to this situation, Linhai No. 3 Middle School will inevitably lose this game, and after getting this match point, I estimate that the morale of the next game will inevitably rise a lot, and this time the champion is afraid that it will be great."
"Yes, in fact, I think it's really not very good for this new mid-laner player, I really don't know why he is so popular in school, and he's about to catch up with a star, can it be that the students are so easy to deceive these years?"
"Maybe it's because the parents are handsome, but I just inquired, and I heard from the students in their school that the reason why this boy is famous is just that he chased the most difficult school flower goddess in the school."
"I see, I thought it was so powerful, it turned out to be just an embroidered pillow."
After Linhai No. 3 Middle School buried this wave of advantages, the disappointed audience has shifted their focus to other aspects.
In fact, like many pseudo-fans, except for some die-hard fans of the team, the audience basically worships the strong.
If the team over there plays beautifully and plays well, people will naturally support which side.
This kind of situation is extremely common in all kinds of events, which is often referred to as wall grass.
People talk and laugh one by one, and when the people around them hear these gossip, they can't wait to step on the mid-laner player, and it seems that if they don't mock each other, they can't keep up with the trend.
What they didn't notice was that a girl who was not far from their seat was bowing her head with an aggrieved face.
As Chu Feng's girlfriend, seeing others slandering the boy he likes like this, Dong Yusheng's mood is naturally not very good.
But at the same time, she felt a little puzzled, who spread these ridiculous rumors?
Thinking of this, she glanced at the seat on the side of the High School Attached to the Sea Normal University without a trace, and when she saw that the girl named Shen Yujie had a little smile on her face, but there was nothing unusual, the doubts in her heart couldn't help but become more and more intense.
It stands to reason that in this game, both sides should be very clear.
Whether it is an opponent on the field or an enemy off the field, the High School of the Navy Master is definitely an absolutely annoying character.
If someone really wants to destroy Chu Feng's reputation, then most of these people should naturally come from there.
However, in the current situation, it seems that this is not the case.
Is it someone from your own side?
As if he suddenly thought of something, a different color flashed in Dong Yusheng's eyes.
That's right, the person who can spread this news is naturally the one who is extremely aware of himself and Chu Feng's affairs at school.
Although the people outside will also inquire about some things, but they bring the rhythm with such fanfare, and the target is directly aimed at themselves and Chu Feng, it means that this person definitely has a great relationship with himself and Chu Feng.
In this way, it is obvious who the real black hand behind it is.
Thinking of this, Dong Yushang stood up directly from his seat.
She looked at the big screen that was still being staged with some reluctance, as Chu Feng's last game in Linhai No. 3 Middle School, she was naturally a little reluctant to miss it.
But right now, she has more important things to do.
"Chu Feng, you have to come on!"
After saying that, Dong Yushang sighed softly, and walked out of the arena with a lot of concern.
Because she knows that there are more important things waiting for her right now.
Dong Yusheng's departure alone was like a drop of water being slapped on the shore in the sea and disappearing quickly, without attracting anyone's attention.
Because after a short silence, there was only one thought left in everyone's minds, that is, as the absolute main force of Linhai No. 3 Middle School, this boy named Chu Feng, did he have any means to deal with it.
Is it still possible to work miracles?
In fact, not only the audience on the field, but also the players on the Linhai No. 3 midfield, at this moment, their hearts are also worried.
Especially for Wang Nan, after forcibly bringing a wave of extremely failed rhythms, the boy had the heart to die.
"Wind ...... Brother Feng, I know that I have caused a big disaster this time, I'm really sorry, I really didn't expect their support to be so fast, I ......"
Wang Nan, who has always had an extremely strong personality, couldn't hold back the defense line in his heart after this blow after all, and cried completely.
Looking at this scene, the other members of the team were also in a somewhat complicated mood.
It stands to reason that two of them, who were also accomplices in this operation, should also be criticized.
But this time, Wang Nan's subjectivity is too strong, and it can be said that if he hadn't insisted strongly, maybe the other two would not have cooperated so much.
So this pot, Wang Nan really set it.
Just as Wang Nan was crying and repenting painfully, a faint voice sounded.
Next, everyone was stupid there.
"Do you remember what kind of game it was?"
"Huh?"
Hearing this, everyone's hearts couldn't help but flutter.
This question has been told countless times by their predecessors as early as when they first came into contact with this game.
In that era when everyone was generally bronze, it often happened that in order to get a person's head, they chased each other all over the world, so that it didn't matter if their home base was demolished.
At that time, those silver players who were already incomparably mysterious and powerful in their eyes at that time would scold them with contempt:
"You bronze scum, what are you chasing, don't you know that this is a game of pushing towers! What a bunch of! ”
Later, as the technical level of these people improved little by little, this sentence naturally became their mantra.
For newcomers who were once as ignorant as them, they also started to be seniors one by one with peace of mind.
Later, as their rank continued to improve, after reaching the golden rank, basically no one needed to be reminded of this sentence anymore.
Because this truth has been deeply rooted in everyone's heart.
Now, when it was suddenly mentioned by Chu Feng, everyone couldn't help but be confused.
Could it be that the great god felt a little angry because he was not satisfied with their previous operation, so he treated them as bronzed rookies!
Thinking of this, everyone inevitably lowered their heads in shame.
At the end of the day, e-sports, food is really the original sin.
If you are wrong, you must admit punishment, and if you are beaten, you must stand upright.
This is something they simply do not allow for quibbles.
Only Wang Nanruo looked at his screen thoughtfully, looking puzzled.
With his understanding of Chu Feng, this god-level boy, no matter how angry he was, would not make fun of his classmates.
The boy must have a reason for saying that.
"Push the tower game?"
Chewing on this word, Wang Nan looked at the scoreboard in the game.
I saw that on the scoreboard, the number of towers on both sides was still 0-0.
At this time, although the gap between the two sides in the head of the person has been opened to a very terrifying point.
However, economically, the other side is only a little more than 2,000 ahead.
In other words, the other party is just leading the data of the head, and has not made any progress in substance.
As long as the defense towers on your side do not fall, then the space for the opponent's leading edge to play is limited.
Thinking about these clearly, Wang Nan looked towards Chu Feng with bright eyes.
The admiration for the boy in front of him couldn't help but rise in his heart.
No wonder the boy can face the thousands of horses, and still look like I am immovable.
It turns out that people have already seen through everything!
Mount Tai presses the top and the face does not change color, and the elk is happy on the left and does not blink its eyes.
What a big husband!
Next, it's up to the boy to make a move!