The dashing brother got his name because of his character's fame. Add a "brother, word." That represents everyone's recognition and respect for his identity as a master. Not to mention, Chen Guo really knows such a number one person. In the circle of glorious players in the mixed Internet café in Z City, the wind and dust are quite famous.

Because the Internet cafes in Z City also unite from time to time to organize some competitions related to glory, this dusty and chic is famous in such events. As for the Feiyun Internet Cafe, it is naturally the main place for his usual activities.

In the past, such a master was enough to make Chen Guo admire. But now it's not what it used to be, the top gods of glory have been facing Chen Guo for so long, if Chen Guo is still at the point where he will be shocked by a master of this level, it will be an unjustifiable thing.

"Dusty, huh? I've heard of it. Listening to the introduction, Chen Guo nodded.

This relatively bland reaction disappointed Brother Chic. How did he know that with Boss Chen's current vision, a master of his level would already be very kind if he didn't despise him.

"You're in a good environment!" Brother Chic was not in a hurry to get to the point, looked left and right, and commented on Chen Guo's Xingxin Internet café.

"It's okay." Chen Guo said.

"I heard that there are some good masters, call them out and let the big guys know each other?" Brother Chic said. And the kung fu of these few words, the other seven masters have also come together. The expressions are either lonely or arrogant, and all of them are invincible in the world.

"Well, let's sit down!" Chen Guo said.

"What? Aren't you ready to meet first? Brother Chic said.

"Is it necessary?" Chen Guo asked as if he didn't understand.

Exactly, there really isn't much of a need. Anyway, whether it is powerful or not is decided online, and whether to meet offline or not does not play a decisive role. But it is precisely for this reason that it is reasonable not to see, and it is not something that cannot be said to see it, right? The people of the Xingxin team have never shown up these days. Now these players are thinking about how to hit the Xingxin team in the face all day long, and with all kinds of whimsical ideas, they are naturally willing to think about this to conspiracy theories. So the more the people of the Xingxin team don't meet them, the more they want to meet, and they always have to mention this issue when they come and go.

As a result, Chen Guo just didn't let go, and everyone was helpless. The eight masters didn't come to chat, and there were already people who had already made room for the eight.

Here in the Internet café, the projection screen is simply not accepted these days. Seeing that the eight masters were in place, Chen Guo also sent a message to Ye Xiu and them, and then went up to watch the battle.

For this sortie, the face-slapping party looked full of confidence, and their eyes looking at Chen Guo were full of Zishenpan. Brother Chic was still showing his chic demeanor, seeing Chen Guo coming over, he smiled slightly and said, "What is Lou's way of playing?" "Whatever. When I entered the room, I said whatever I wanted. Chen Guo said and told the other party the room number, and soon, the onlookers gathered in the room, and the eight masters also swiped their account cards to log in, and entered the arena one after another.

What was waiting for the Xingxin team here was still Tang Rou's Han Yanrou, and someone immediately whispered something in Brother Xiao's ear, and casually saw Brother Xiaoxiao's disapproving expression, and looked at Chen Guo with a smile: "Then, let's go it alone first?" "This guy has always paid special attention to Chen Guo's attitude from beginning to end.

"Please." Chen Guo said.

"How many brothers are there, I'll go first?" Brother Chic greeted the seven masters. The eight of them don't actually have much friendship with each other, that is, they know each other, or they nod a little in some players' activities and competitions. Although they are now drawn to the same camp, in fact, they are usually not convinced by each other, and they will never see each other. Brother Chic is one of the eight people who talks more, and he looks like he is the leader, and the seven of them don't like it in their hearts. At this time, seeing that he was going to take the lead, knowing that he just wanted to be the first to be in the limelight, the seven of them still wanted to have some opinions, but Brother Xiao just said hello to them, not to discuss with them at all, and after saying that, the role was already prepared. Tang Rou over there is simply! The two of them immediately entered the playing field.

"Awesome!" As the characters of the two appeared in the two corners of the ring, there were already exclamations of amazement from the spectators. The dashing character is a swordsman with eye-catching equipment, which is enough to arouse envy and jealousy among the average player. As soon as everyone saw his equipment, the idea of "really worthy of the name" suddenly came to mind, and they immediately let out an exclamation.

This burst of amazement naturally wants to be dashing, and the university is satisfied.

"Ahem!" He coughed and was about to say a few words, when suddenly he saw a movement on the screen, and Han Yanrou, who was standing diagonally, had already rushed over.

Haolong breaks the army!

Tang Rou made a big move as soon as he started his hand, and Han Yanrou held the war spear in both hands and stabbed straight towards the wind and dust, and the momentum was amazing.

However, Brother Chic just smiled.

"Do you need to be in such a hurry?" Brother Chic dropped a sentence in a chic manner, and with a skillful flick of the mouse, the character had already moved away in a horizontal step. The starting point is such a big move as Haolong breaking the army, and in the eyes of Brother Chic, there is really no threat at all. This style of play is very rudimentary, and this opponent is really as powerful as those guys?

Brother Chic is already a little unconvinced. Han Yanrou's assassination swept through the moment of wind and dust, and as soon as he pulled the keyboard and mouse, he saw that the wind and dust jumped obliquely and shook out with a sword light: Draw the knife and slash!

This blow is determined to be won, and he is already operating everything that he can do after the move. How could I think that Han Yanrou's figure was stunned at this moment, and as soon as his body twisted, he had already thrown back the war spear with a sword light that came to him: Ba Crushed!

Both skills are range attacks with arcs. But the spear is long and the sword is short, and the range covered by the arc is not the same. Brother Chic was already operating the rear moves, and when he found that the other party was so tough and gave a shot, he wanted to hurry up and make a block, but it was too late to move.

It's just that he drew his knife and slashed out in front, and his move was faster than that of Ba Crush, and in the end, he still hit Han Yanrou first. But the battle mage's body was rounded and thrown out, and the judgment of drawing the knife and slashing was really not enough to interrupt. The light of the knife slashed at Han Yanrou, but the war spear that followed Han Yanrou had already slashed into the body of Feng Yanrou.

Lose both!

This round of confrontation seems to be such a result. The two attacks are not too high, but they are not too low, and the skills that are not too low are exchanged with each other, and in terms of damage, no one has taken any big advantage, and it is not enough to say that they have achieved any advantage.

But that's just in terms of hurt.

What about the effect of the attack?

Han Yanrou, who was slashed by the drawn knife, took two steps back, and the wind and dust that was swept by the tyrant were dashing, but because he was jumping diagonally in the air, the spear swept to the legs of the lower half of the body, and it actually turned upside down, and the head and feet gnawed on the ground.

Burst!

The wind and dust gnawed on the ground like this. It's really that the reversal of the role after this blow is too fast, and it can be controlled by changing to a professional master. The player masters like Brother Chic are really a little embarrassed. He still has that consciousness in his head, but before the operation is completed, the character has already gnawed on the ground.

Of course, this fall is very ugly. Especially now that there is such a large projection screen in the Internet café, even though Brother Chic can't see the whole picture of what he fell from the first-person perspective of his game, but at a glance at the big projection screen, the ugly appearance of his character is in full view.

Chic brother is angry! In his opinion, the other party used a scoundrel method, and he fought hard with himself very irrationally. It's ugly to be ugly, but if you want to talk about damage, isn't it half a catty?

But because of this extra fall, it makes people feel as if he has a nose.

"Despicable!" Brother Xiao accused him a little angrily, mainly to argue for his wolf bèi, followed by a body operation, ready to roll up. As a result, the onlookers let out a burst of exclamations.

The onlookers are from God's point of view, and they can see the whole picture of the battle, and the wind and dust are still rolling on the ground, Han Yanrou stepped over a few steps earlier, and it seemed that there was still a little distance, but the war spear in his hand had already been pierced. As a result, with the next step, this spear was able to touch the dusty body just now, and the distance was accurately mastered.

Feng Chen, who had just gotten up, was immediately picked by the war spear, and another upside down in the air, and he fell to the ground with his head down again. This time, he has time to operate and there is no way, round dance stick, forced grabbing skills.

This time, it is obvious that he has suffered a loss. Brother Chic was a little anxious, and when the character got up this time, he had already made a blocking posture. As a result, this time, the onlookers saw it more clearly, and when Feng Chen got up in a dashing manner, Han Yanrou had already deliberately gone around his rear. The dusty sword is waiting in front of him, but where is there a figure in front of him?

Brother Xiao realized that something was wrong and hurriedly turned around, and the war spear had already arrived again. To say that Brother Chic is indeed a good master among ordinary players, when he turns around, he still knows that jumping out of a step is a good consciousness. It's a pity that Tang Rou's movements were faster, Han Yanrou was picked up with a heavenly blow, and the jumping wind and dust were just picked up, so he flew higher.

Internet cafes are silent.

This is the fifth silent night in a week. Everyone thought that they could slap their faces today, but what is going on with this dashing brother? Playing passively, huh?

Brother Chic didn't know what was going on, he had a feeling of being completely unable to exert his strength, desperately slumping, and had completely fallen into the rhythm of his opponent.

"Good fight." In the training room on the second floor, Ye Xiu and others are also using the big projection to watch the content of the game! After seeing that Tang Rou completely took the initiative, Ye Xiu nodded and commented: "Today, this seems to be at a good level." However, Xiao Tang's advantage is used very well, and he has completely restricted him.

The training has improved a lot during this time, especially in terms of the accuracy of the operation. ”

"Not bad, not bad." Wei Chen also echoed and praised, but Tang Rou was unmoved, and continued to launch a fierce attack, and Brother Chic was finally knocked to the ground by her without any respite.