"Master Huang, that game we played before was beautiful!" Lu Hanwen said excitedly. Even if the room was banned, the players' private group was obviously not under Han Wenqing's control. Members of the same club were all
I opened my own small group and communicated via voice in it.
"That's natural. You don't know. At that time, I was simply blessed. I feel blessed. You know what it means, right? It's not that mustard. It's just that feeling. Do you know what the supreme realm is? I'll tell you okay.
Cultivation..." Huang Shaotian kept talking.
"Master Huang, the manager ordered a year's worth of okra yesterday and said he would eat it when you come back." Song Xiao said cheerfully.
Huang Shaotian, who was originally in high spirits, was choked for a moment, but then he remembered that the breakfast Bai Mo had brought before was not so unacceptable. It must have been a stereotype before, just like a child's taste buds are different from an adult's taste buds, and he has grown up.
, after a while of getting used to it, he will be able to face the okra dishes made by others: "How can it be difficult for me to be tempted by just okra? Tell the manager to prepare to order an extra year, how can it be enough? After I go back, I will see Qiu every time I want to eat.
sunflower!"
Let me go... Is Mr. Huang crazy? Or can he eat okra now? That's not easy to handle. Doesn't this mean that the only one who can control Mr. Huang in the future is Team Yu...
Several people looked at each other and exchanged glances. They actually made some contributions to the okra of the first year, and they shared it with the manager just to see Mr. Huang's sad face. But as it is now... otherwise
, and asked the manager to cancel it later?
Mr. Huang boasted so loudly that even Xiao Shiqin and Wang Jiexi, who were wearing headphones, could vaguely hear some of it.
The two looked at each other and began to look forward to Huang Shaotian's expression after learning the truth...
"Okay, okay, Baozi, don't talk to those guys about useless things. Watch this game carefully. I'm afraid Tang Hao will get some incredible inspiration." Old Wei said: "
Watch and learn well!”
"Ah? But it seems that video recording of this round cannot be started?" Baozi scratched his head.
"Stupid, go and borrow Lin Yi's camera and record it off-site." Old Wei said with an iron heart.
"It has to be you, Boss Wei!"
"Just don't spread this kind of thing." Lao Wei warned: "This battle is a bit too big, but fortunately they are all professional players that we know and are familiar with. Otherwise, it would be really difficult to end it.
…”
Old Wei scrolled through the watch list. The IDs in it were all familiar, and there was no one else. What was even more rare was that not many people from the Wind Howling Team came in at all... Who said that guy Tang Hao was a reckless man?
Is it fine? I'm afraid Liu Hao has been left alone for a long time...
However, I didn't expect that guy Lin Jingyan to be willing to help. This situation is not small.
Old Wei chuckled lightly and shook his head.
"Xiao Bai, what do you think the result will be?" Ye Xiu patted Bai Mo's shoulder.
"Ah? The result?" Bai Mo, who was chatting with Tang Rou, was stunned for a moment: "The outcome of this game is not the most critical in the first place. The key is Tang Hao himself, right?"
"Yes." Ye Xiu smiled and nodded with satisfaction: "It's okay, let's continue chatting."
Ever since Bai Mo came back, Ye Xiu had begun to guide him intentionally or unintentionally. Coupled with Bai Mo's innate talent... the results were good. It seems that even if he retires now, he will still be among the top four tacticians.
A professional player who can make equipment, can play, and has a heart... Ye Xiu put on his headphones with satisfaction.
Desert Guyan: [Random map?]
Tang San said: [No need, just the arena.]
Tang Hao's expression became extremely serious, staring closely at the figure in the picture.
From the first season to the tenth season, he has been the strongest fighter on the field, a professional player whose style is very similar to his own...
Tang Hao was a little nervous for no reason. Although he had collided with Desert Guyan in group competitions or individual competitions before, there was something a little different now.
Han Wenqing didn't waste any time, he directly locked the arena map and started to enter the map bar.
Fengshan Devil May Cry: [Oh? Tang Hao didn’t say a word this time to defeat him? 】
Moving Mountain: [After all, Han Wenqing is opposite...]
Sweeping the floor and burning incense: [Look carefully.]
Feidaojian: [Who do you think can beat the Korean team against Behemoth, the world's most rumored fighter? ]
Wu Lang: [After all, I haven’t fought before, so no one can say for sure, right? 】
Ji Leng: [Who do you think will be the leader if the Korean team joins the national team? @海无码.]
Boundless Sea: [Zhou Guangyi, you are tired of living, go ahead and find a room in the next room!]
Gui Ke: [Small peanut and melon seed soda benches are sold in the front row...]
Lin Jingyan laughed while looking at the chat records that were constantly uploaded on the public channel. These guys were still so energetic.
"Okay, Lao Fang, let's watch the game first." Lin Jingyan tried to persuade him by holding on to the headset.
"Look at those two bastards Zhou Guangyi and Wu Yuce. You can smell the sour smell through the screen. But are you okay, right? Old Lin? It's your turn to go up later, right?" Fang Rui asked worriedly.
"If there is any problem, he is already retired." Lin Jingyan smiled: "Moreover, for Tang Hao now, winning or losing is already the least important thing..."
Fang Rui sighed, what would his old friend's mood be like now? Happy? Envious? Or jealous? Maybe both, maybe neither?
Tang Sanda and Dado Guyan were close to their opponents in an instant. Han Wenqing didn't hold back at all or deliberately used any moves. He started with a high kick towards Tang Sanda.
Tang Hao shook the mouse lightly, and Tang San in the picture moved to the side very smoothly, dodging Damo Guyan's kick to the limit, and the Jack the Ripper on his right hand tried to move from bottom to top.
Desert Gu Yan directly disembowelled him.
"It's such a quick exchange of short moves at the beginning..." Xiao Shiqin squinted his eyes. A fighter doesn't have many control skills, so it's normal for Han Wenqing to exchange combos like this.
But for gangsters, it is extremely unwise.
No, it should be said that it was extremely unwise from the beginning.
With the silver weapon of Jack the Ripper, the gangster should have more choices at the beginning, whether it is to directly throw sand to block the sight at the beginning, Jack the Ripper controls the close combo, or to open the way with bricks to induce and reverse the sight throw.
Sha Feng cigarettes are much better than these.
If you still can't change your habits, this battle won't have much effect. What's going on with Tang Hao? Didn't he find some tricks before?
Xiao Shiqin's expression became serious.
Naturally, Han Wenqing would not let Desert Guyan be hit by Tang San's weapon at the beginning. Han Wenqing had basically watched all the games played by the Huaxia team these days. No matter how late the time was, he never missed a game, so
He said that even if the Tyranny R&D staff and Guo Mingyu and Zhang Xinjie who signed the confidentiality agreement did not disclose any information to Han Wenqing, Han Wenqing was still familiar with the attributes of Jack the Ripper.
If caught, there is a probability of bleeding and disability, and the effect of hitting the chest is the best. I want to use this method to directly consume me from the front.
Han Wenqing frowned, with a slight displeasure on his face.
Before the high kick ended, and Jack the Ripper's sinister smile bloomed on Da Mo Guyan's body, the high kick to the lower back was forcibly canceled, and Da Mo Guyan's body fell backwards, holding his hands on the ground.
【Tornado Legs】!
"With this hand, I not only dodge Jack the Ripper's side attack, but I can even launch a counterattack..." Sun Xiang narrowed his eyes.
The power of the tiger is still there...
"Fuck..." Before Sun Xiang could look up to the sky and sigh, Fang Rui over there couldn't help but curse. Sun Xiang was stunned and quickly looked at the screen.
I saw Tang San's right hand suddenly throw out a handful of sand as he failed to make a sideways strike!
But facing Desert Guyan, who was currently performing the whirlwind kick skill headfirst, there was no way to effectively dodge this sand throw!
Blind!
A brick suddenly appeared in the left hand of the side attack, and it suddenly hit Desert Guyan on the ground again.
"So, I'm waiting here..." Xiao Shiqin laughed.
"We suppressed the Korean team a little at the beginning." Bai Mo couldn't help but praise.
In his eyes, the original Tang Hao was probably just a reckless man. He didn't use all kinds of tricks to instigate others, but he just wanted to confront others head-on.
Since you are a gangster, it would be great to learn the moves of Wild Dog Gate, but you still want to compete in the ring with dignity. Are you stupid? The streets are the paradise for gangsters. This is a question that even Baozi understands.
Now, in Bai Mo's eyes, Tang San really has the capital to "set up a stick".
Although the foundation is still the same as that of a fighter, there have been some subtle changes inside.
These are some [little tricks] that Tang Hao has thought up. They are not popular on the stage, but they are easy to use.
"Sure enough, it was Zhang Xinjie who asked me because it was almost time." Zhang Jiale nodded happily.
At the beginning, he and Bai Mo also relied on this method to seek breakthroughs in their own limits, and the results were very good. But now, it is finally the turn of Tang Hao, who is considered a "late bloomer".
The brick brick did not have the effect of dizziness. On the way here, Han Wenqing took the lead in activating the reinforced iron bones. The brick brick was not a move that broke the hegemonic body, so the stun naturally could not continue to take effect.
not bad.
Han Wenqing nodded slightly. The moment he was blinded, he understood Tang Hao's next move. After finishing the whirlwind kick, he rolled back and dodged Tang San's next downward kick.
Jack the Ripper finally took action for the first time and firmly grabbed the left hand of Desert Guyan.
"Is this kid crazy? There is no way to pull Han Wenqing over with the claws of the Overlord Body at this time?"
"Is it possible that you want to counterattack with a close attack? But in a short close attack, the gangster is at a disadvantage when facing a fighter. Shouldn't the gasoline bottle block the escape route at this time?"
"You can't see it from that angle... Tang Hao threw out a poisonous needle the moment he flung his claws away. The effect of the hegemonic body has been broken. You see, the poisoning has also taken effect now."
"So extravagant? According to Tang Hao's previous temperament, this poisonous needle should be saved for the golden bell or the thousand-jin pendant, right?"
There was a lot of discussion among the small groups of the professional players in their respective clubs. Now basically all the professional players have begun to see the changes in Tang Hao.
"This method not only has the shadow of Lao Lin, but also some of Fang Rui's methods are used." Guo Mingyu couldn't help but smacked his mouth.
But come to think of it, rogue is called the fifth dark night profession in the fighting profession. How could Tang Hao, who had been with Fang Rui for a season, not know anything about the dirty thieves style of play?
"But the strange thing is that when Tang Hao uses it, it still gives people the impression of being upright and upright, which is completely different from Fang Rui's wretched and deadly thing!" Huang Shaotian saw the opportunity and stabbed him.
The revenge of the tabloid being pinned on the table in the morning.
Fang Rui glared at him angrily, but soon started discussing it with Lin Jingyan again.
"With professional characteristics and original martial arts, after these two games, even if there is still some distance between being banned, it is definitely not far away." Wang Jiexi nodded and commented, and after thinking for a while, he added: "With the All-Stars at that time.
There is not much difference between Xiaobai in the competition, definitely earlier than Lao Zhang."
Zhang Jiale glanced at Wang Jiexi speechlessly, but it was true that he had been waiting for five or six years to get even half a step away. Compared to a guy like Wang Jiexi who had no rookie wall and was at the peak of his career, he was indeed much slower.
"Now as long as Tang Hao keeps fighting steadily and keeps snowballing to accumulate advantages, he should be able to win this game." Chu Yunxiu nodded and gave a more pertinent analysis.
Everyone present, including no newbies in the spectator seats, could see this. In addition to being slightly excited to witness the new god standing tall, there was also some sadness in the hero's twilight years.
Today, there won’t be another “lower than above” situation, right?
"Tsk." Bai Mo laughed.
"Xiao Bai, what are you laughing at!" Chen Guo asked first. For Han Wenqing, the mortal enemy of the God of War, no matter how much he mocked Han Wenqing and hated Tyranny, he still had respect for his opponent. Xiao Bai said this
It is indeed a bit too much.
"It's nothing, I just saw a joke." Bai Mo said with a smile: "It's not aimed at you, boss lady, I just saw what these people posted on the public channel..."
"Tsk." Ye Xiu also laughed.
"You also thought of a joke, right?" Chen Guo asked unkindly.
"Yes, yes, it's probably the same joke as Xiaobai, right?" Ye Xiu said with a smile.
"Hey, you two, your wages will be deducted, your wages will definitely be deducted..."
"Okay, boss lady." Old Wei said calmly, "It's really a joke. Some people actually think that Han Wenqing can't fight when he's old."
Are you kidding me? The King of Fighters, Desert Smoke, and Tyranny's Han Wenqing will one day be thought to be in the dark?
Even if Han Wenqing is forced to change his style of play, he will never give up.
Instead, it starts from breaking through the situation with strength in the prime of life and develops more towards the technical level.
The King of Fighters is still the King of Fighters!
