Chapter Seventy-One: The Expression of Insult

Fabio, nicknamed Razor, the level of the moon EM2600 points, the analysis chart given by the big screen, the bias attack, the speed type, whether it is long-range or melee The level is quite good, the weakness is that the defensive skills are relatively poor, but in Fabio's words, the best defense is the offense

In the last game, Zhang Wulei's arc matrix really slapped the moon man fiercely, but in this game, there is no underdog or anything, in Fabio's opinion, Zhang Wulei's defensive skills are worse than him, and the offensive means cannot be compared with him.

The battle has not started yet, the supporters of both sides are high, and now Longtu has become a knot in the heart of the moon people, and killing Zhang Wulei is to break the knot, but if Zhang Wulei wins, then the face of the earthlings seems to be saved.

"Zhang Wulei, come on!"

"Dude, it's up to you, give them some color!"

"Come on, the brothers are optimistic about you!"

Just when Zhang Wulei was about to appear on the stage, there was a burst of applause and cheers in the player area, no matter what was in front of him, at this moment, everyone hoped that the earthlings could win.

Zhang Wulei was stunned, he never thought that he would have such a day, even Li Zhengyang was among them, and the fat man hurriedly trotted out all the way,...... He was shy.

As soon as they entered, the cheers resounded in the sky, and all the supporters were shouting the name of Long Tu, and of course the moon people would not show weakness, and the supporters of both sides would not give in to each other.

The two sides shook hands, and Fabio squeezed Zhang Wulei's little tender hand, "Little fat man, your good luck is over, I will let you understand how to write the word gap!" ”

Zhang Wulei hurriedly pulled out his hand, opened his mouth and prepared to fight back, but it was stuck, the audience burst into laughter, and the moon man kept whistling.

This made the fat man's face redder even more, this ...... He really didn't like the big scenes, especially the attention, and he didn't squeeze out a word for a long time, but fortunately, the referee announced that the entrance ended this embarrassing scene.

Fabio showed a confident smile, he did it on purpose, he had analyzed the data of this fat man before the game, he was definitely a dead nerd, maybe he had a certain level of long-range attack, but it was limited to that.

Seriously, if it weren't for Longtu wanting to do something, Fabio wouldn't want to use this kind of psychological warfare, but this is a war between the moon and the earth, and he has to win!

Morale wins, and the balance of victory is already in his favor.

This kind of competition is the most psychological endurance, and the close-up of the two is directly given on the big screen, and the fat man's blushing face is in stark contrast to Fabio's handsome and confident smile.

The choice of battle scene is basically not a sieve throwing scene like ultra-long-range sniping, and Fabio is 100% confident in crushing the opponent.

In the battle of his EM, dealing with this kind of long-range warrior presents a crushing situation, and the figure of this fat man is obviously the situation of three plate axes.

S-class UFO gladiatorial fight!

The rules are simple, whoever hits 100 flying saucers first can attack the opponent.

Two fighters, five meters apart, the same target, compare the speed and accuracy of the gun, and the battle between the masters is to interfere with the rhythm of the other party and suppress the confidence of the other party.

It is said to be the foundation, but it is the most reflective of hard power, there is no luck in such a gladiatorial fight, it can be said that it is diametrically opposed to Sun Xiaoru's battle, there is no mystery, no luck, whoever has good psychological quality, whose marksmanship is accurate, who can win.

Fabio's choice was two "Polar Falcons", moon-standard high-speed point firing pistols, with very little recoil, extremely high accuracy in close-range shooting, and almost no pressure guns.

It can be seen that Zhang Wulei is very hesitant, in such a battle scene, the extreme falcon is the standard, and it can even be said to be the best choice, the ratio is the rate of fire, the faster and more accurate, the greater the pressure on the opponent, forcing the opponent to make mistakes.

Everyone held their breath, Zhang Wulei hesitated for something, although it is the gun of the moon, but this is a game, it doesn't matter, this guy won't be stupid, right?

On the big screen, everyone saw Zhang Wulei's choice to cut to a somewhat anti-ancient pistol.

Tiger Ben Type A.

Everyone is muttering in their hearts, isn't it, big brother, you don't really want to pretend to be forced, right?

Tiger Ben A, an early product of the earth, feels very good, very sensitive, but has strong recoil, needs to constantly press the gun, the rate of fire is average, the accuracy is average, and you usually play?

No problem!

But Nima, in the game, no one chooses.

Tiger Ben A type is divided into a laser version and a regular version, the laser type is slightly better, as for the regular bullet type, it is basically a game of the club, similar to a darts game, which has not been seen in the game for ten years.

Select Countdown, 5...... 4…… 3……

The supporters of the earth, they are about to suffocate at this moment, and countless people are shouting, hurry up, hurry up.

1!

Tiger Ben A regular version.

The fat man had two more tiger bens in his hands, and at the same time there was an extra string of magazines on his waist.

Yes, big brother, you are going to change the magazine, this is not a laser type, at this moment, countless sighs, it is simply the helplessness and pain of being doggy.

Win or lose, don't bring this.

When some people saw Tiger Ben, they immediately thought of the S++ mysterious person who appeared some time ago, but the problem is that this fat man's body shape is not like it at all.

The most important thing is that even the top powerhouses will only choose the laser type, Nima, what do you mean by choosing a regular version?

This isn't a game in a bar!

Fabio didn't believe his eyes, and honestly, no matter how child's play, he wouldn't choose this weapon in such a game.

There was silence in the athletes' area on the earth, how to say it, Zhang Wulei was killed, was he shot in the head?

scolded in a low voice, it is really the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Zhou Zichen was really stunned, he didn't know how to describe it in words, this was a typical psychological breakdown of excessive pressure.

She turned her head to look at Mo Feng, only to find that Mo Feng was silent and even frowned.

Mo Feng is indeed strange, what he is strange about is not this choice, but timing.

On the battlefield of Mars, in addition to being a heavy sniper, Zhang Wulei also has a tiger on his body, and only he carries this bullet version, and this power, Mo Feng has to retreat, but the problem is ...... When I was in military school, I never saw him use it!

Including Sun Xiaoru's awakening just now, it seems that his arrival has changed some things and caused some kind of impact, but I don't know how many points the fat man can play.

Everyone is scolding, mocking, it is clear that Fabio's pre-match psychological warfare has worked, maybe the fat man is a little talented in some aspects, but he is not a qualified fighter, a fighter cannot be so vulnerable.

The fat man's hand that made the choice seemed to be shaking all the time, and Fabio, who was only five meters away, could see it clearly, he was constantly shaking, and his mouth was still trembling.

This kind of competition is already very stressful for the players, and the opponent in the finale must have borne a larger part, and his temptation is like the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

But to be merciful to one's enemies is to be cruel to oneself.

Fabio had a mocking smile on his face, "Hi, little fat man, don't say that I bullied you, if you can win this, I will have your surname in the future." ”

Zhang Wulei lowered his head, his hands were even more powerful, and this scene was given a close-up by the director.

Zhang Yang wanted to find a crack in the ground at this moment, what kind of medicine did he take the wrong medicine to take this job, this fat man was obviously targeted, no one expected that it was his psychology that was targeted, a warrior with a house attribute, what he was most afraid of was the performance of this kind of big scene.

Countdown to 10 seconds......

Fabio was already engrossed, but the fat man was still with his head down, and everyone was so cold that they wanted to trample this guy to death.

It is certain that at the end of this time, this fat man will be the most spurned person on the whole earth.

Failure is not acceptable.

But this kind of performance is simply insulting.