Chapter Seventy-Six, Sense of Rhythm
At the beginning, both sides went back and forth, except for Gao Wei, the firepower output was about the same.
But just as S+ fell to the ground, Wei Shen looked at him twice and suddenly said to Yanzu: "Wait for me to shout and fight, you will fight." ”
Yan Zu didn't understand what it meant, and before he could ask, Wei Shen suddenly shouted, "Fight!" ”。
With the same reflex, he quickly stood up and fired, and then he was stunned.
I actually exploded the opposite head with one shot!
Although I couldn't defeat the other party, it was amazing to be able to blow my head! You know, you can't shoot a single shot before this!
He understood that this was definitely not because he had become powerful all of a sudden, the problem was with Wei Shen.
Taking advantage of the time for the other party to take medicine, Yanzu asked, "Wei Shen, what is this?" ”
Gao Wei replied to him while showing his head and shooting from time to time: "This is a matter of rhythm, the other side is too rhythmic." You look at each other...... Beat! ”
Yan Zu hurriedly fired a shot, and hit again!
And Gao Wei and a person he beaten, the other party hit two shots and fell directly to the ground.
Knocking down one, Gao Wei continued to speak: "Look at the other party, they always keep shooting at a frequency, as long as you grasp the frequency of the other party, you can calculate the time every time they show their heads." Then calculate the time of your own shooting, as long as you make sure that your bullet hits the opponent when the opponent's head is out, and retracts before the opponent's bullet hits you, you can keep suppressing. ”
Yan Zu was confused when he heard it, what Wei Shen said was probably that he was stuck at a frequency, and at this frequency, he could just hit the other party, and the other party couldn't hit him.
It's no wonder that every time I shrink my head, I always feel a numb scalp, and the bullets just fly over my head.
Although he can't count this frequency, Yan Zu admires Gao Wei even more.
You must know that Wei Shen is not just guiding himself, his own effective damage is far ahead of everyone else.
When you maintain your own damage, you can also accurately calculate the frequency of the enemy, and even the reaction speed of Hikozu!
You must know that everyone's reaction speed is different, Wei Shen not only has to calculate the frequency of the other party, but also has to be familiar with Hao Yanzu's own reaction time!
Terrible!
If he hadn't known that this was Wei Shen, Yan Zu would have even wondered if the other party was a highly accurate intelligent computer.
"You remember, in the end, fighting is a move, and in the end, there is no move to win." Gao Wei said again.
Yanzu couldn't help but joke: "Wei Shen, do you have a super chip in your head?" ”
Gao Wei glanced at S+ and said, "No, it's called feeling." Actually, I can't say exactly how many seconds they are, but I have a feeling, which can be called a sense of game. S+ yours is also a sense of gameplay. ”
"Me?" S+ is curious, does he have this sense of play? Are you kidding me, big guy? If I had a sense of play, would I be like this?
Gao Wei said: "Everyone has a sense of game, and the only difference is which is stronger and weaker. Just like our usual sense of direction in the game, the first thing we feel when we are beaten to judge the sound of gunfire is the sense of the game. Every time S+ makes a judgment about the safe zone and your route, it is your sense of the game. ”
"But my sense of play is so weak, I'll never be able to eat chicken." S+ is gloomy, and if that's the sense of the game, then he'd rather not have that feeling than even find his teammates.
Gao Wei knew S+'s thoughts and patiently enlightened him: "The sense of game is a feeling, not your choice or your style of play. Gou is your own style of play, if you insist on using this style of play, you should learn to use the sense of game. A lot of times you don't rely on the sense of the game, but you don't trust him. ”
"I don't trust it?" S+ hurriedly spoke, faintly, he seemed to have touched a door, and pushing open the door was a new realm.
"That's right, you don't trust it. There must have been many times when your gut instinct could have shot, but your character and intellect tell you to keep going. You're using your personality to sway your sense of play. You have to trust your feelings, but you also have to believe in yourself. Gao Wei said.
S+ was stunned, unable to come back to his senses.
Regardless of him, Gao Wei continued to guide Yanzu.
The characteristics of Yanzu and S+ are different, and Gao Wei treats them differently.
The latter has its own distinctive characteristics and belongs to the kind of unconventional weapons, which are infinitely powerful when used well, and hurt themselves before killing the enemy if they are not used well.
So Gao Wei didn't teach him marksmanship, only mentality and tactics.
His characteristics are used to the extreme, and he can create a team that can not need marksmanship very much, and S+ also has the potential to be the soul of a team.
And Yanzu is different, he himself is a sword, a rapid firepower output point.
What Gao Wei has to do is to keep polishing this sword to make it sharper, faster, and tougher.
This kind of person will not become the leader of the team, but on the contrary, he will be extremely powerful.
"Hit!" Gao Wei shouted.
Yan Zu shot again.
Since Yanzu, who understands what the rhythm is, he has become more and more handy in playing.
There are even times when you don't need Gao Wei's prompt to judge the timing of the shooting.
E-sports need talent, and the hardware talent of each professional player is not too different, and there is not much difference between hand speed 99 and hand speed 100 in the end.
The real difference lies in the level of understanding of the game, and his own understanding.
With Gao Wei's guidance, Yanzu's realm has directly increased greatly, and now he is only familiar with how to master this sense of rhythm through his own understanding.
"Okay, you remember this rhythm now, and then keep this rhythm to suppress the other party." Gao Wei glanced at Yan Zu, who was getting better, and commanded.
Then it's up to him to digest it himself.
This side is in full swing, but on the other side, there is bitterness that cannot be said.
As Yanzu's sense of rhythm is getting better and better, the pressure on Li Xiaobai and Pi tens of thousands is also increasing.
"What's the situation on the other side? How do you feel like being beaten every time you send it? Li Xiaobai couldn't help complaining, the other party was getting more and more accurate, and even a few times, before he raised his head, the other party's bullet hit the door of the head.
"Hehe, that's the rhythm." Nango laughs. These two guns are just good, but the level of game understanding is low, and the arbiter is enough to quickly grasp the rhythm of the two and counter-suppress it.
The old driver said, "You guys try to take a look at the interval a little longer each time." ”
The two didn't know why, but they still followed the old driver's words, and instantly found that the other party seemed to be blinded by Timo, and became a blind man in minutes.
Li Xiaobai was overjoyed, and hurriedly asked: "Old driver, did the one on the other side find our rhythm and suppress us?" Can you teach us how to suppress back? ”
"I won't." The old driver's answer was beyond their expectations.