The King’s Moment

Yang Mengqi ran to Weibo during the game, Zhou Foo went to Weibo during the game, but the game situation was not affected at all. The 2 minute refreshing tyrant was taken down without suspense, and several people rushed downward together.

Guan Yu wrapped around the tower and stayed in a state of attack. He squatted in the hundred mile grass to wait for the view, and the cadre would circle to the front of the tower and start the big trick directly.

If Cai Ning hasn't noticed how strong these people are at this time, he can be a little sorry for his position. At this point, Sénvé squatted under the defensive tower, unable to retreat, and could only shake Cesar.

When the emperor rushed over, he was about to rush into the tower to open his horizons. As a result, Guan Yu saw Hundred Miles of compliance and the cadres were ready, and had already rushed into the defensive tower range one step at a time.

Blade Blade Cavalry!

Guan Yu directly started the big trick and ran towards Sunway. Cai Ning doesn't have much to live for at this time, he just wants to rely on the damage of the defensive tower to replace as many people as possible. At the same time, Guan Yu rushed to open Seiwei's two-skill fierce desire to output, and the shooting and flying sword arrived at this time. At the end of his crash by Guan Yu, he was erected a tombstone.

Ganjiang and Moxie, defeat Seiwei!

This time the head belonged to the general, and after the clean landing seconds killed Cai Ning's Dinwei, the three professional players immediately turned away and attacked the opponent's Blue Zone.

Cai Ning, who did not come at all and put out any output, looked at the body of Seiwei under the tower and was stunned. The Eastern Emperor was still outside the defensive tower and was stunned.

Having seen him in countless professional games, he didn't realize how fast and efficient their rhythm was until he had personal contact with the professional players in the game. Especially when the level of battle is not one level of regular player. When their intentions had been judged, when his eastern emperor wanted to perform auxiliary duties, he had done something to grow.

This can be said to have some disconnections in cooperation, but more accurately, the failure to keep pace is a clear manifestation of the power gap between the two sides.

“Awesome!” Zhou Mo didn't think that much. This was the side road he guarded, but Cheng Bingjin was also a slow beat when he cooperated with the attack, and didn't even mix a single aide. But Zhou Foss did not think it at all, while praising the professional players, as he led the line into the tower, diligently cleaning up the residue.

“Who are you pulling all this from?” Cai Ning across the street suddenly shouted. After experiencing this wave of irresistible attacks under the tower, he also figured out the strength of his opponent.

“As you say, whoever you want.” Why did you answer?

Anyone... Zhou Mo took a deep look at what happened and thought it was disrespectful for him to refer to several professional players as "anybody."

“Vote if you can't.” Zhou Mo said at this time.

“I can't? Lucky for you, a few of your teammates are strong enough!” Cai Ning no longer had much hope for the game. Hearing Zhou Mo say this, he quickly responded out loud to find an excuse for his defeat in the game.

“Hehe hehe.” Zhou Mo just laughed and then said very emotionally: “Very strong. ”

With such resolute approval, Cai Ning had nothing to say. The next game, he was upset, he found his thighs very professional and wanted to save the situation. Finally, in a wave of battle on the road, the other party Guan Yu with one enemy two, played him and the two white men under the horseshoe, after completing the double killing, he completely took his breath.

“Get ready to vote…” Time is up to 6 minutes, the head-to-head ratio is 15 to 0, rank, economy, defensive tower, all the reflections of the situation you can think of in the game, all backward.

Cai Ning did not say anything, but when a teammate initiated the surrender in six minutes, the vote passed quickly in its entirety, without any hesitation.

“Ah...” Zhou Fom was very sorry to see the opposite surrender. It's rare to compete with a professional player, unfortunately only for six minutes. Zhou Mo unfortunately lost the appearance, let the people in the unknown think he lost the game!

Obviously, the original meaning of the game has been completely forgotten. Instead, we looked at Cai Ning after the game and wanted to hear what else this person had to say.

“You're lucky today.” Cai Ning's face was green and white for a while, but his mouth was still stiff.

“Who should be the main player in the Academy of Letters and Sciences?” Why do you ask?

“I lost, but at least I got the losing MVP. Zhou Mo, how about you? It's totally up to your teammates. Your rating seems to be the lowest in the team, right?” Cai Ning continues to vex.

“It's so nice to have such a teammate!” Zhou Mo exclaimed, the brain loop was obviously not on the line with Cai Ning. He couldn't help but laugh when he heard it. This wave of professional invitations didn't make Zhou Mo exhale, but he thought it was a fan benefit.

“See you at the pageant in the yard!” Cai Ning was also shameless enough, Zhou Mo did not rush, he did not mention his long story before the war, hurriedly left the sentence and ran away. When it sounded like it was a disgust, but I turned around and looked at Zhou Mo, and I was intoxicated there with the post-game data from the last round. I guess I didn't even notice that Cai Ning had run away.

“I have to save it.” Zhou Mo mumbled.

“As long as you're happy.” What a total helplessness. For him, playing with professional athletes isn't as exciting as it gets, but it's something that shocks him even more about the gaps he feels in the game. Yeah, he saved it, too, but not a fan mentality like Zhou Foo. It's only six minutes, but it's a full game with a lot of details and a lot of information, and it's of great research value.

In response to these details in the contest, WeChat received a new message, opening it and looking at his brother Ho Liang: “What's going on?” Also attached is a screenshot of Yang Mengqi and He Liang's chat record: What's going on? Why, just a few rookies need to help us out? I panicked and made eight successes, almost smashing the server.

“Oh, just used your number, pulled up a friend and played a game.” Why are you busy responding?

“What kind of game is that?” He Liang asked.

“It's not an official game, just a round.” How can you say that?

“Oh.” He Liang simply responded to what had happened. Yang Mengqi explained: "It's not me, it's my brother. He's been using this number for most of the time now. ”

“Your brother? I'm telling you, you've been out of service for less than a year, and I've been hurt by a dark god, so it wasn't you.” Yang Mengqi said.

“He's just been playing for over a month.” He Liang said.

“Just over a month? That's impossible!” Yang Mengqi was surprised.

“I did, but I've seen a lot of our games before.” He Liang said.

“Oh... that's no wonder, I think he's conscious, but he just can't keep up with us. I can't help it, we rarely fight against such a dish, accidentally ran off.” Yang Mengqi said.

“What happened in the end?” He Liang asked.

“Your question is an insult to us. Of course it's a six-point vote. What else can we do?” Yang Mengqi said.

“I mean his last performance…” He Liang said.

“Frankly, nothing happened to him, and the three of us took care of the game.” Yang Mengqi said.

“What if the opponent is stronger?” He Liang asked.

“You want to know so much, have a chance to set him up for a try.” Yang Mengqi said.