All Things Wrong

Seeing Li Huilin reappear on the scene, it was obvious that Li Jianyi, who had waited a long time, had finally relieved himself. There was no way to do this. This guy's priors were too much to worry about.

“How's it going?” Li Huilin looked at the time and was twenty minutes late. He wondered whether the fenghui battle was over.

“46 seconds.” Li Jianyi replied.

Without Li Jianyi saying anything, Li Huilin has understood what Li Jianyi means. It seems that Fenghuo's battle was defeated for 46 seconds under each side of the heavens. According to the statistics of the professional competition cycle, the average game time is 4 minutes and 57 seconds, and the time lost for 46 seconds is indeed somewhat fast.

“How's the man?” Li Huilin asked.

“People are fine...” I was just saying, the flaming battle over there walked into the lounge and said to Li Wylin, "Luckily you have 1.3 seconds to finish, otherwise I'm really going to be the fastest loser today. ”

“Are you okay?” Li Weilin walked over and said, "Did one side of the heavens fight hard? ”

“That's not true, he still feels calm.” The flaming battle thought, “I'm fine, if I can't figure it out, then the flashing oranges aren't going to jump? ”

“Yeah, but don't worry, there's no way you're going to make it. I think there should be at least five more people in this game than you lose, and there's one side in heaven.” Li Huilin said.

“Yeah.” Feng Fu nodded in a row, "Come on, let's go to the game, we'll be at Xiao Yu's in a minute. ”

“Mmm.”

Back on the field again, in the game now A10 vs. B10 player, this game... boring is really unbearable, because B10 player is peaceful... anyway, I don't know what she thinks, I feel she must be full of her own blood before she will attack, otherwise, just add blood to herself.

Nearly twenty minutes after the "fierce battle" between the two sides, just as the entire audience was basically about to fall asleep, this side of the peace finally added its magic, and then lost... the whole scene burst into a thunderous applause.

“Oh, my God, this boring game is finally over. Well done.” An audience said in tears.

“It's great that milk hasn't gone into the top 16. God has eyes.” Another audience is also thrilled with tears.

“Pfft...” Even the guests on this side couldn't hold their applause, it was really great, I never felt that someone would make them so happy if they lost.

Thereafter, the game in the second half also proceeded in an orderly fashion, with no special cold doors. The players in the second half are really a little strong, and they are all a few people that Li Huilin knows, including summoning the Jade Emperor, the Qiandai remains unchanged, and the wind has already flown in the last appearance. The entire team of Li Huilin, with the exception of himself in the first half, everyone else in the second half.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the second half of the game ended and the top 16 lists were officially born. In the top 16 of the round, there were 13 players, only three of them successfully attacked the group A players, and none of the players in the Class A league appeared on the top 16 list, and the first round was dropped by cannonball.

“Please come with me to the South Side Lounge and get ready." The hexadecimal 8 game is about to begin, and the first match is between B1's Glass Sword and B2's Li Huilin, and the staff has been notified by Li Huilin.

“The rival Glass Sword... I haven't heard much about it.” Li Huilin looked at the large screen and gave a pair of watches. Glass Sword was a name he had never heard of. Anyway, there were only a few professional players he could name. He probably didn't run into.

I don't really care about this player Li Huilin, but he is running to each side every second of the day. Others will pay attention there. If Glass Sword knows what Li Huilin is thinking now, it will probably get even angrier.

After a brief break in the lounge in the South Side, the staff came to tell him to go in the hallway and get ready for the show. When we walked down the aisle, the narrator outside also talked about the bullshit.

The cause is still pre-match prediction, this pre-match prediction, four people predicted Li Huilin winning, only one predicted Glass Sword winning, and that person is the goddess of war.

“Xiang Nong, it shouldn't be a problem for Brother Niu to take it down.” Kohin here also asked a little confused.

“I don't think so.” Shaking his head, “I also said before, the reason Niu Fu was able to win was because of his rare skills, although I don't know the specific attributes of this skill, but it is definitely a skill that can improve the attack power very much, such skills, generally, have a very long cooling time. ”

“I've seen Glass Swordsman's game this quarter, and his grades slipped after his victory against Li Wylin, but the other side didn't show up, and I think this must have hit him very hard to cause Glass Sword to play abnormally this season, only ranking 22 at the end. In view of the previous events, I dare to guess that this time Niu Jiao will use this powerful skill so high in the first inning, I think he wants to scare the glass sword across the street so that Niu Jiao can win the next round without fighting.” Fragrant is a very plausible analysis.

“What, is that so?” Some of the audience who felt like they couldn't touch their heads suddenly seemed to understand. It turns out Brother Niu is playing this arithmetic. No wonder he was so high-profile in the first round before. It turns out that this is the reason. This is really a little too insidious.

“Is that so?” Even Dong Zhongxing here was a little moved by Xiang Dong, which really makes a bit of sense. If according to his own assumption, Niu Dongxiang's strength should have slipped a lot, after all, he was killed a hundred times before and after. If this situation wants to get a good rank, it is indeed possible to do so, first show his seemingly invincible strength, and then see if he can scare off his opponents in the second inning. After all, the other party has a priori, so he is in the top 8, which is a good ranking anyway.

“Oh, is that so?” But Xin is a little unbelievable, it doesn't seem like Li Wylin's usual style, but she doesn't have a face-to-face rebuttal. After all, she is an expert, more professional than her newly promoted supporter, more big brand, and she and I have nothing to argue with, so she can only ask the two guests beside her what the reason is for predicting Li Wylin's win.

“As I've already said, I look forward to Bullshit winning the championship, naturally predicting him winning. Otherwise, wouldn't you hit me in the face?” Jinglong simply replied, “I think the only obstacle to Brother Niu's win this time may be one side of the sky, not that I disparage other players, I really think there is a big gap between the other players and the two of them. ”

“I still can't find a reason to lose, so he's still going to win.” I used that phrase in the past, and I didn't explain what it meant.

The people on this side of the podium are arguing that both Li Huilin and Glass Sword players have already stood on the stage. As before, Li Huilin still pulled a sun spear out of his hand to the stage.

Since all the players' results have been introduced in the previous top 32 games, there is no need to repeat them, so the discussion of predictions is still taking place on the stage.

Seeing Xiang Tang, who was arguing with Jinglong on the explanatory stage, Li Huilin frowned directly. If he remembered correctly, he should not know this guy. How come he repeatedly and repeatedly hacked himself? What kind of deep hatred does this have with him?

Once or twice, Li Huilin thought he didn't hear it, but this guy was so embarrassed, it seemed like he was addicted to black, which made Li Huilin really unbearable.

“Chestnut Lin, come here.” At this time, the referee had begun to ask Li Wylin to go back and reiterate the rules. This is what the process had to do, but he did call Li Wylin two times. Instead, he looked at the help desk and the referee shouted out loud.

“Hmm.” Li Huilin frowned and walked over to the referee.

At this time, Xiang Dong and Jinglong were still discussing the issue of Li Wylin: “I still disagree with you. I don't think Niu Jiao can kill the opponent in the same seconds as the previous game. Now Glass Sword player has stood on the stage, I think he has won half of the game, it seems that he has overcome himself too...”

“Boom” sounded loud, no one responded at all, and the entire field was quiet in an instant, including the five people on the podium, because just now, a dark shadow suddenly flew over the right side of the fragrant face, making a loud noise.

Where the movements of the five men were frozen, the incense slowly turned and looked over to her right side. A broken sword with green light was standing on the right side of her face, and the sword head plunged into the wall behind her, and the sword body touched her face, almost through her head.

Xiang Deng turned her head slowly and looked in the direction of the sword. Soon she discovered the source of the sword, Li Huilin, who is now standing on the stage.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden occurrence, and no one expected it at all, including the referee who was still standing on stage, who had yet to say how the game had begun. How could this Chestnut Lin suddenly draw his sword and throw it on the explanatory table beside him?

“You... what are you doing?” The referee asked inexplicably.

“Hmm...” Li Huilin suddenly shook his hand and turned his head very seriously to say to the referee, “Sorry, my hand slipped. ”