Chapter 1348 One Thousand Three Hundred and Twenty-Three, It's God Standing in Front of You!
Obviously, a decision by Mo Bei made old players with logic start to be suspicious.
In the first and second games, there were mistakes on the blue side.
But that's not the point, the important thing is Xu Yiwan's side!
"That's right, Xu Yiwan is not a prejudgment!"
"I didn't explore the grass to know that someone was there, and the big move went directly A, I thought it was strange at the time, and now bey God is so decisive in choosing 1 to 5 that it makes sense, because 1 to 5, at least no one will expose her position." The straight men's group is sometimes very annoying, but in terms of games, especially the games they love, technical analysis never regresses: "There are people on the cliff on the blue side who are acting, not only acting, but also probably telling Xu Yiwan the location of his teammates in some way." β
"I really can't bear it anymore, what do you mean by always saying that I am Wanye? Is it strange not to explore the grass? What can't be acted, it's obviously bey arrogant and stubborn, and he returns the reason to others. β
The barrage never stops.
What Mo Bei did was just to speak out.
It's a pity that except for some straight men, no one can see what a trick she is using.
She's gambling, betting on a 1 in 10,000 chance.
Wu Xiao, they don't do it, they also want to win, bey does this, it is nothing more than killing their opportunities to show themselves, they are all a team, how can they be selfish like this.
Can't you discuss it?
Does this person have the concept of team honor in his heart?
This was also mentioned by the audience in the field.
"This selection competition is to select players who can represent us to compete, and when the time comes, it will be a team competition, not an individual outstanding, although Bey's strength is extraordinary, but the approach is too arbitrary, there are no teammates in her eyes at all, I don't think the organizing committee should agree to her application."
Reasonable people always think that their views are quite right.
But I forgot that the location is different, and the consideration is different.
If you can fight 5 to 5, a fool will choose 1 to 5, which means that Mo Bei has to exchange one hand for a victory.
Mo Nan was not allowed to play, because the red side must have known about her brother's hand injury.
The decision to fight 1 to 5 is to tell everyone who is standing here.
The scene was very chaotic, and the sound from all sides smashed to the top of the head.
On the screen, the person acted as if she hadn't heard anything, her side face was still very clear, overflowing in the afterglow, and the arc of her chin was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.
Her movements were fast, and she was about to reach out and put the black headphones on her head.
It's impossible for Zhang Zihao to do anything over there.
Mo Nan would definitely not let his sister go to such a battlefield alone and held her wrist.
But before he could speak.
Mo Bei turned his eyes sideways, black and clear: "Brother, do you want to stop me?" β
Monan snapped his fingers.
Mo Bei shook him with his backhand: "Your hands are still shaking, how can you let me convince myself to just take that championship as if nothing happened." β
"What's the point of winning a championship like this?"
Mo Bei's voice was slow, and his eyes couldn't see the depth.
"We said okay, we're going to be together."
When the dream is shattered, it sticks back.
"It was my own decision."
When Mo Nan heard the last sentence, her hand had already been taken away by her.
She gave the referee a starting gesture, and the black headphones were placed on her head, which meant that everyone around her, no matter who they were, had to leave the combat zone.
Monan was most worried about her hand, and refused to let the game start like that.
The people who maintained order kept him in the way.
said in the barrage that they play a lot.
Only Xiao Nan Lin knew how panicked Brother Nan's eyes looked.
He jumped over the railing, held him down with one hand, his side face was still sweaty, and his voice was anxiously out of proportion: "Linlin, for An, where is he?" Let him stop Beibei, my sister listens to the Bo family the most, as long as he speaks..."
"Ban Pick Heroes!"
With the explanation of these four words came out.
Xiao Nanlin could clearly feel that the strength on his shoulders was gone.
He looked at the handsome and invincible Brother Nan in front of him, with fire in his eyebrows and eyes, and withdrew his hand little by little, his fingertips were still shaking, and his excessively long broken hair blocked his expression.
The collapse of adults, the little milk Pro still doesn't understand what it is.
For an older brother, he is not afraid of anything, not afraid when he is trampled under people's feet, and not afraid when he is thrown into a can.
He was afraid that even if he did it all over again, he wouldn't be able to protect his sister.
"Monan."
It was Calling Cold, and he put his hand on the figure's shoulder.
Didn't get a response.
It was as if the man was dead, and everything was extinguished.
This made Zhao Leng couldn't help but use his strength, pulled him over, and pressed him into his arms: "Don't give up." β
It's probably too cold, and when I suddenly come into contact with warmth, I tend to heat up even in my eyes.
Mo Nan, who has messy black hair, looks like a lion, but his ruffian spirit is unabated: "What are you talking about, it doesn't matter to me whether you give up or not, my sister has a wrong sentence, who wants to break someone's hand, she doesn't need to do it, not necessarily both of them have to fight." β
With that, Mo Nan pushed the person away and slowly walked towards the Blue Fang rest area.
What kind of method is used to let everyone see that he is the best at it, and that is also in line with his personality.
For example, the bad-tempered dirt buns.
Mo Nan smiled, arrogant and cold like he had never been.
Only those who know him well know what he is thinking.
Zhao Jianjian dragged the celebrity: "Look at Brother Nan, is he going to find someone to fight?" β
When celebrities were not girls, they always said: "Brother Nan wants to stop this game." β
"Block?" Although Zhao Jianjian is stupid, he understands their brother south: "This game is not good for my brother north, right?" β
"1 to 5, what do you say?" The celebrity clenched the support flag: "I'm afraid he really wants to do it." β
On the field.
Ban after choosing a hero.
There are few assassin positions left for Mo Bei to use.
Red will, of course, disable everything she is good at.
Cangshan Longyin was sealed when he came up, and without this assassin, even if Bey created a new miracle.
Xu Yiwan pressed the OK button, the corners of her mouth hooked, and she was not still confined to self-containment.
The next scene is her performance time.
Xu Yiwan entered the game with a smile and opened it directly without the slightest hesitation.
5 to 1 is too easy.
Even if it's bey.
Adc and support didn't play as usual, and jumped over the river arrogantly, playing the red buff on the blue side.
"No one has a vision, the buff in the wild area will be robbed, and then the bey will not even have a chance to develop, it is really a person who is in the cow, and it is best not to be too arrogant."
Just after this barrage flashed.
The scene was shocked by a sound effect from the game!
FirstkillοΌ
First blood!
First kill?!
Who is it?!
The start was less than a minute.
Who got the first kill so quickly?!
The director was a little caught off guard, and hurriedly cut the perspective, and what he cut to was the scene where Mo Bei killed Xu Yiwan alone!
It turned out that Mo Bei had no intention of using his own buff from the beginning.
Seventeen seconds of replay.
First ate a small wild scorpion, and then swept towards the opposite wild area.
Didn't show up on the map the whole time.
Xu Yiwan was still playing the buff, and after noticing that there was a situation, she was just about to press the signal.
But it was too late.
Mo Beiyi appeared, first used punishment to take Lan, and then swept over to kill.
This set of actions is a common combo used by people when playing games.
It's just that no one has ever played so fast.
Describe the flowing water, elusive.
After killing people, stealth again.
The red side was a little dumbfounded.
The commentary was the fastest response, from disbelief to hoarseness: "We can see that the bey god once again surprised everyone, what about 1 to 5, what about banning heroes, as long as there is a jungler in hand, you can sweep away your wild area and your people!" Unless you ban her people, otherwise, everyone here is a younger brother! β
"I'll go, I dare to say this explanation."
"I just went to see it, and I was sprayed lightly, but don't be afraid, buddy, our majority of straight men support you!"
Wan Fan will indeed tear it up.
But before they had yet to form a scale.
The second sound effect is ringing again!
Doublekill!
Double Kill!
Suddenly, the scene was boiling!
Quite a few people stood up straight from their seats!
After watching the figure on the big screen clear the opponent's wild area, instead of returning to the city, he stealthily swept to the middle lane, showing up with a big move, fatal damage!
The red mage can see the mark, but what if he sees it.
The other party is so fast, so fast that he doesn't even have time to press the skill!
And veteran players are too familiar with this style of play.
Not because I will, but because I've seen it.
Once in Area C, there was a figure that dominated the entire canyon wilderness, so you didn't even have a chance to get out of the tower.
No one has been beaten like that since that man.
Now, again!
"What if you ban the Cangshan Dragon Yin and steal the Zuozhi Realm, mortal, it is God who is standing in front of you!"
I don't know which straight man shouted.
The blood boiled with it, as if it was about to burst out from between the chest.
"Standing in front of you is the only heir of the Imperial League!"
The sound of the heartbeat seemed louder than anything else.
It was a memory of youth, surging and rushing.
This sentence made Mo Nan, who had completely lost his cool and had already grabbed Zhang Zihao's collar, and froze in place.
He turned his head sideways to look, and the clear and cold side face appeared on the screen again, with seriousness reflected in his eyes.
She said, "Brother, let's go play professionally and win the championship together."
The one who doesn't abandon and doesn't give up has always been her.
"What do you want to do, Monan, do you want to do it!"
Zhang Zihao was yelling, and he had already looked at the people on the organizing committee's side, and he was going to apply for the abolition of Mo Nan's status as a professional player.
These two brothers and sisters are terrible.
He had to get one first.
Zhang Zihao first stood on the commanding heights of public opinion.
But he never thought that there would be a superfluous figure in the judges' seat of the organizing committee.
It's Feng Nai, no one knows what he said to the judges.
Just listen...