Lin Xing raised his hand, took Amumu's head again, smashed his mouth, and said a little puzzled, "What kind of team is this on the other side, why is it so bad?" Doesn't support other roads? ”

Now even he sensed that something was wrong. Although he is very confident in his jungler, it is also a game anyway, and there is no reason to be so easy.

The jungler on the opposite side and the mid-laner are inevitably a little outrageous.,Forget if the operation doesn't work.,Even the consciousness is extremely bad.,I grabbed one by one.,Even let him think he was fighting people......

However, this doubt only existed in his heart for a moment, and was quickly left behind him, after all, this may be his only chance to play, even if it is an insignificant game, he must win beautifully, otherwise how will he see people when he goes back?

Ye Zijie was also very strange, cut the other way and looked at it, and finally found some clues......

There is no advantage in the upper and lower lanes. Looking at the number of knives and the situation, it turned out to be a five-to-five situation.

What the hell?

These sticks are former three-star players and world champions. Even if the heroes they use are all chosen for them by the other side, they are not heroes with a strong version. But he was also their representative hero, and it makes no sense that he can only maintain the situation......

Like Lin Xing, Ye Zijie was just puzzled for a moment and didn't think about it anymore, he didn't bother to think about the reason, it was just a very ordinary game for him.

The two heads are in hand, plus the mending knife has caught up, and even the level is ahead of the other party, the innate disadvantage is not much more, and even as long as you grasp the opportunity, it is not a problem to kill the other party alone.

After mending the equipment, Ye Zijie walked straight to the line, the weakness flashed and was already healed, looking at Wayne on the line, Ye Zijie showed a cruel smile......

King Solo, yes? Dancing and mocking Lao Tzu, dare to scold Lao Tzu, you wait. Dad is here to ask you to make a "big sword".

"Oh my God! Wang Tian has already died 5 times, and even Prince Purigi has come to help him...... It's completely out of the fight. The two French commentators gasped.

"I guess Wang Tian is very angry now......"

On the one hand, Qin Rou and the others were already anxious, and every time Ye Zijie and Lin Xing killed Wayne and Amumu, their hearts would be heavy.

They don't beg Ye Zijie and Lin Xing to release the water now, they just beg Ye Zijie and Lin Xing not to continue to kill mercilessly, otherwise God knows what that Wang Tian and Pu Liji will think......

Especially Prince Prigi is innocent, after all, people play a herbivorous jungler like Amumu, do you really bear to mess with others like this?

Unfortunately, she also knew that this was impossible.

For an old-school competitive player like Lin Xing, there is no word "sympathy" in the dictionary at all, unless he knows that this is a special game, he will only keep squeezing the opponent's living space like now, and then achieve the goal of winning......

Soon, the wild area of the blue side was already ruled by this troll, and poor Prince Puligi's Amumu could only watch as this arrogant and arrogant troll ran rampant in his wild area, and every time he was chased into the desert and fled......

Wang Tian has completely taken care of himself, and now Galen has completely turned over to be the master, as long as Wayne dares to come up to make up for the knife, he will dare to rush up with the Q skill.

Wayne has a knockback skill, but the problem is that the cooldown is long, and how long can Galen's Q be?

Wang Tian really couldn't stand this feeling of grievance, and in a fit of anger, he opened a big move and wanted to fight to the death with Galen to save face, but Ye Zijie didn't give him this opportunity at all, and he was weak and hung up on a set to take away!

Wang Tian is about to vomit blood, no matter how much personal operation, what kind of superb technology, in front of a weak and brainless Galen, all of them are floating clouds!

Then, Ye Zijie and Lin Xing turned into troublemakers, and took advantage of the infinite advantages of the middle lane and the wild area to start the middle field linkage and began to wander......

The scene can only be described by an idiom, miserable......

Lin Xing's troll and Ye Zijie's Galen are not a single inch of grass where they pass, these two heroes have no technical content at all, and when they encounter the enemy, they are slashed and knocked hard, plus their advantage is too big and the equipment is too good, basically the enemy will die when they meet......

Lin Xing has already killed the rise, and he hasn't forgotten to show off, "How about this pillar of my brother?" ”

Ye Zijie gave a thumbs up and praised, "This is the old pillar." ”

Lin Xing asked again, "Brother's consciousness is not 6?" ”

Ye Zijie: "6 6s." ”

"Brother, how about this big move?" Ye Zijie asked.

"100 shots, 100 hits." Lin Xingdao.

"What about this E of my brother?"

"Tons of AOE were hit."

"What about this Q?"

"Handsome bubbling."

The two of them were praising each other while slaughtering and killing, and the three sticks who were quietly releasing the water were very impatient, looking at them with idiotic eyes.

"What's the situation? We obviously carried them, and they still dislike us so much? ”

"him, call it a day." Ye Zijie said casually disappreciatively.

At 14 minutes, the two of them have both been super gods, and the prompt sounds of the super gods have come and gone one after another, and the two of them seem to be killing more people than anyone else, all kinds of flashes of fancy ways to grab people's heads, and the data is gorgeous......

As for what Solo King is, it has been completely forgotten by the two.

There was no suspense, the other party couldn't stand the devastation of these two "butchers", and chose to surrender in 20 minutes.

"That's it?" Lin Xing's face was full of unfinished feelings.

"What more do you want? Trolls can't abuse Izumi. Ye Zijie rolled his eyes.

"Haha too." Lin Xing touched his head, "It's a pity, the last chance to play was actually a vegetable abuse game, although it was cool, but it wasn't interesting." ”

The two chatted, and several former wild grass players beside them had already gotten up and walked towards the opponent's seat and started to shake hands, with Ye Zijie and Lin Xing following behind.

When it was his turn to shake hands with the mid laner player, Ye Zijie was stunned for a moment, because the young man in front of him was looking at him with an angry face, and his eyes seemed to be eager to crush his bones and scatter ashes.

It seems like this guy was just scolding himself in a custom room......

"He's the Solo King?" Lin Xing glanced at Wang Tian.

“Fuckyou！！！” Wang Tian scolded angrily, followed by a series of French that the two of them did not understand.

The French pronunciation sounded like a ball of tongue, which sounded weird, and although I didn't understand what he was saying, Fuckyou could still understand it, and with the angry words on his face, it was not difficult to imagine that this must be "greeting" the two.

"It's really unqualified." Ye Zijie didn't want to deal with this kind of person, so he missed him directly.

Lin Xing also shook his head, "I don't know which team's professional players, their literacy is really poor." ”

However, Lin Xing has been playing e-sports for so many years, and he has seen all kinds of people, and he has long seen it.

“goodgame！”

The blonde and blue-eyed Prince Puligi behaved very decently, and he was not very angry because he was beaten badly in this game, and shook hands with Ye Zijie and Lin Xing one by one.

After getting off the stage, several former members of the Wild Grass team ignored Ye Zijie and Lin Xing and left directly, and even looked like they were hiding from the plague god......

"Damn, didn't we carry them this one? This bunch of sticks really is. Lin Xing said very unhappily, "But then again, after the fight, I think it's very strange, how can a few people on the other side be so dish?" ”

Just as his words fell, Qin Rou and a few people hurried over.

Qin Rou saw that the two of them were still laughing and laughing, and her intestines were about to break, "Do you know who you played with just now?" You're in trouble! ”

Lin Xing was slightly stunned, and then said with a smile, "Sister Qin, don't be joking, it's just a game, and you're still in trouble...... As for it? Could it be that it is the President of France who is playing against us? ”

Seeing that several people still looked serious, without the slightest intention of laughing, Lin Xing and Ye Zijie's expressions froze......

"Wayne is Wang Tian, the heir of the KM Group, Ye Zijie, he was already very dissatisfied with your absence last time, this time the coach of the Wild Grass Team let you play and didn't tell you the truth, obviously he is deliberately calculating you. And that jungler Amumu is even bigger, the prince of the Swedish royal family! The other people are also either rich or noble, they are all gentlemen from the French upper class, and you two beat them ......like this in this exhibition match," Qin Rou said worriedly.

Ye Zijie and Lin Xing were stunned when they heard this.

Lin Xing had a feeling of living in a dream, and said in a daze, "We hung a prince up and beat him?" ”

And just as he was shocked, a tall white man came over, said something in French, and then turned away with a sneer......

"What did he say?" Lin Xing asked.

He said...... Young Master Wang Tian and Prince Puligi have a dinner party in the evening, and invite the mid laner and the jungler just now to come over and participate, because their performance just now was very good......

"Damn, won't you, so fast!?" Ye Zijie and Lin Xing interlocked their faces and said almost in unison. (To be continued.) )