"It's rare to see Tang Hao be so polite." Fang Rui muttered quietly, and after ending the call with Lin Jingyan, he joined Happy's group chat.
The result of this game was almost revealed before it even started. Lin Jingyan only used an ordinary rogue account with 4700 skill points. The only equipment he wore was orange, and the equipment he wore did not have suit attributes.
Most of them are blue outfits for level 75 gangsters, and only the most important tops are purple outfits.
Even if Lin Jingyan activates the correction field and has the advantage of the field, his chances of winning are still slim.
"The important thing in this game is not the outcome." Old Wei sighed.
The others did not speak, quietly waiting for the game to begin.
The progress bar has reached the end.
The jungle map was loaded, and Lin Jingyan's Happy Hooligan and Tang Hao's Tang San Fighter appeared in two different open spaces.
Without any hesitation, Tang Hao left the open space and ran towards another refresh point, while Happy Hooligan turned around and turned into the bushes.
The two set out almost at the same time and finally met in the forest.
This was a very good attack position. Happy Hooligan took out a brick, shook his right hand slightly, and the brick flew out in an arc.
"It's the Brick Fighting Technique!" Baozi exclaimed instantly: "It is said that the inertia of the wrist is used to change the original trajectory!"
"Baozi... forget it, there seems to be no difference." Bai Mo just wanted to open his mouth, but he shut up angrily. Although what Baozi said was the same as the content of a certain divine drama, the actual principles were not much different.
Lin Jingyan's [Black Brick] is indeed similar to the gun fighting technique, but the skill that is closer to it is Ye Xiu's Dragon Head Up, which also uses micro-management to change the original linear skill.
Even Ye Xiu couldn't find the black brick where his opponent was for a while!
Tang San instantly fell into a dazed state, with a 50% chance of being dizzy.
Luck seems to be good today.
Lin Jingyan was happy. You must know that probability is a hooliganism. It is said to be 50%, but it is very likely that not one of the ten bricks will hit, or it may be that ten of the ten bricks will hit.
Then, the next play style can be changed.
The happy hooligan took the initiative to rush out from his hiding place, raised his hand, and a handful of sand was thrown out.
Blind.
Apply poison.
Happy Rogue constantly uses trees to enhance his jumping ability, and uses this method to continuously deal continuous damage.
Finally, after Tang San regained his vision, Bawang punched out continuously.
Tang San had completely changed.
Lin Jingyan sighed inwardly. Except for Tang San's familiar appearance, everything else had changed.
And this game is probably my last gift to this old friend, right?
"This... guidance competition?" Liu Xiaobie asked with some uncertainty.
"At present, it seems like this." Xu Bin nodded, his tone a little complicated.
Lin Jingyan's condition was exceptionally good today, it could even be said to be unprecedentedly good. Happy Hooligan's strange movements and unexpected combos completely suppressed Tang San's attack.
Of course, this was also because Tang Hao deliberately suppressed himself. Jack the Ripper's special effect was not triggered, and he deliberately used his once fierce fighting style.
One is teaching and the other is learning.
"Old Lin is really..." Fang Rui sighed.
Only at this moment did he feel that his old friend might really never return to the professional arena, and he had left everything to him.
The entire game lasted for nearly an hour, which was several times longer than the previous single game between Tang Hao and Han Wenqing.
In the end, Tang San was defeated by Happy Hooligan.
【glory】.
Lin Jingyan looked at the symbol in front of him in bewilderment and couldn't help but laugh. This is really...
"Thank you." Tang Hao solemnly thanked him again.
Lin Jingyan shook his head and laughed: "Come on for the World Invitational."
[Happy Hooligan has exited the room, and the host has been changed to Tang Sanda.]
Lin Jingyan stretched out, thought for a moment, logged out of his account card, and got off the plane at the front desk.
"You are..." The network administrator couldn't help but stare at the road and almost exclaimed.
When Lin Jingyan turned on the computer in the afternoon, it was not this guy who helped him turn it on. The previous network administrator was a girl who loved watching TV dramas.
"Hello, do you want an autograph?" Lin Jingyan asked with a smile, "But please keep your voice down."
The network administrator nodded hurriedly, and after rummaging for a long time, he only found an abandoned boot note. Lin Jingyan took it with a smile, signed his name, and took a look at the brother's computer: "Here... but...
, your character is about to die."
The network administrator was stunned and quickly sat back. Now was the time to fight for the boss. As expected, there was a burst of curses from his teammates.
"No, really... I was asking Lin Jingyan for an autograph just now. It was really that Lin Jingyan..."
Ignoring the sounds behind him, Lin Jingyan stretched out under the sun with some enjoyment. They had their journey, and it was time for me to continue my own. Where should we go next?
"Why did Lao Lin retreat like that? Seeing that he is in such good condition, I still want to give him a beating." Baozi muttered.
"Call me Senior Lin." Bai Mo ordered and looked up at Tang Hao who was looking intently at the computer screen on the other side. He was repeatedly watching the video of the scene with Lin Jingyan just now. As the previous homeowner,
He turned on the video recording mode: "It seems that Tang Hao is in the digestion stage now..."
"It's almost there." Ye Xiu smiled: "It's pretty good."
"It's really good. Which match in Group D is this afternoon?" Bai Mo yawned: "It seems to be the Russian Federation playing the French team."
"Why, are you interested in this game?" Yu Wenzhou asked with a smile.
"Well, I made an appointment with Andvari and a few silver weapons manufacturers to watch the game together before, and I didn't turn it down. It just so happened that it would be good to exchange ideas." Bai Mo nodded his chin.
"Then let's go together in the afternoon. Do you need me to follow you?" Ye Xiu asked with a smile, "Don't be betrayed if you don't come back."
"That's not the case." Bai Mo said speechlessly.
"Master, master, do you want to come and play a few games to see my progress!" Baozi invited loudly from the audience.
After exiting the room, Tang Sanda casually gave the owner the authority to leave, but he didn't expect it to fall directly into Baozi's hands. This made people sigh at Baozi's good luck.
Simply, Baozi did not dismiss the room directly, but started a group competition, and now he had defeated a Tiny Herb battle mage.
What is it called... I seem to have an impression of it, but I don't seem to have it.
"Okay, it would be nice to come and do an inspection for you." Bai Mo flexed his fingers. It was still early in the evening anyway, so he could punch a dozen of them to see how good the buns were now.
It's not very common for professional players to gather together like this, so everyone simply opened a few rooms and went to play by themselves.
Tang Hao was still studying the video of the game against Happy Hooligan just now.
Just a little bit...
7:49 p.m. Zurich time
The venue was already packed with spectators who came to watch, and they were all looking forward to tonight's game.
After all, the captain of the French team is the only female professional player among the 16 national teams, and she looks amazing. She has become the well-deserved number one female professional player in the world.
[Musketeers] Alexandre Dumas.
"Here comes Bai!" As soon as Bai Mo opened the door, he saw Andvari bragging about a bottle of fruit wine in his hand, a small sweet water with a very low alcohol content.
After all, this room is currently filled with silver weapon makers responsible for logistics, but when it comes to drinking.
Bai Mo glanced at it. In addition to Andvari, there was also Andersen, whom he had just met in the previous game, and Hephaestus from the Australian team. There was another one he was not familiar with, but Andvari whispered to him that this was Vol.
Gan is also a very outstanding silver weapon maker.
Silver weapon designers from other national teams also expressed their desire to come to the small gathering, but some people needed to readjust the parameters of their silver weapons or were unable to come due to team requirements, expressing their deep regret.
Others are very welcoming to Bai Mo's arrival. After all, the silver weapons of the Chinese team have become popular, and everyone is looking forward to what role those silver weapons will have.
Andvari himself has a careless and carefree personality. Under his help, the atmosphere in the box was quite harmonious.
"Bai, you are going to meet the Korean team in the next game, right?" Andvari suddenly said through gritted teeth.
"Yes, what's wrong?" Bai Mo took a sip of the drink and asked curiously: "Did they offend you?"
"I previously invited everyone in the small group to watch the game and bond with each other, but that guy actually said that strong people always live alone, and he meant to look down on others." Andvari said very unhappy.
Of all the silver weapon designers, Andvari admires Bai Mo and Team USA's Einstein the most, but he can also express his respect for other silver weapon designers.
Someone like the Korean national team's silver weapon designer... was rare, and Andvari was so angry that he kicked him out.
Andersen smiled and shook his head: "Our team has already played a match with the Korean team. Their silver weapon can only be said to be relatively good in terms of attributes. In other aspects... according to Huaxia, it is relatively average."
In the past two days, Andersen has put a lot of effort into studying Chinese culture, and he understands some vocabulary quite well.
"Um, did you learn Chinese because of Huang Shaotian's words?" Bai Mo was stunned for a moment and asked with a strange look on his face.
Andersen's face turned dark instantly. He didn't expect that Bai Mo, who seemed gentle and gentle when he met before, could speak so to the point.
Isn’t China more euphemistic?
Bai Mo happily smoothed things over and eased the atmosphere. The venue began to close, which also heralded that today's game was about to begin.
In the third game of Group D, the French team faced the Russian team.
"Although the captain of the French team is a woman, her momentum is really strong. Although she lost the last game, it was only by four points. If we keep this momentum, we still have a great chance of qualifying." Vol.
Gan said, glancing at Andersen of the Danish team. The implication seemed to be self-evident: "I just don't know if they will show something different in this round like the Danish team in the last round."
ah……"
Andersen smiled and said nothing.
Although other teams have made speculations about the Danish team, as long as they don't admit it, everything is just speculation.
"Alexander Dumas of the French team is so good-looking..." Andvari couldn't help but sigh, and Bai Mo also raised his eyes to take a look. To be fair, Alexandre Dumas does have good looks, and his big green wavy hair gives people a
A different kind of beauty, but compared to Sister Xiaorou, it seems to be a little inferior.
"Don't think about it. There are many people who have the same idea as you, but these days many people have hit a soft spot with this woman." Hephaestus smiled and said: "Alexander Dumas has a negative attitude toward women.
The attitude of the professional player is quite good, and there are already rumors that she actually likes women..."
"Oh, what a pity..." Andvari lamented.
While they were talking and laughing, the competition on the stage had already begun.
The Russian team sent out [Black God] Chernobog, a sharpshooter and the same beautiful girl.
The French team is represented by a professional player with a title level that has never appeared before [Magician], Warlock, and Rousseau.
"Damn it, I should have known that I would be in the first game!" Alexandre Dumas smashed the armrest angrily: "What a chance to stick with the young lady! Is it too urgent to go to the referee's table to change the lineup now?"
Hugo smiled bitterly: "It probably won't work..."
"This is really inhumane. If you complain, you must complain about the competition system." Alexandre Dumas muttered.
Others didn't dare to speak. After all, the previous captain of the French team was not Alexandre Dumas. It was because Alexandre Dumas was dissatisfied with the rules and regulations and had another fight with everyone except the priest, and he took the captain's position by force.
Dictatorship, tyrant.
Hugo muttered something quietly, but he didn't dare to let Dumas hear it. After all, in addition to being a bit domineering in glory, this guy was also good at karate.
"The first one is a warlock I've never seen before!" Bai Mo smiled: "That guy Loki should have done some research on this guy, right? What did he say?"
"What else can that guy say? It's just so-so." Andvari curled his lips: "But it's actually just bragging. I saw that guy studying Rousseau's videos several times in the middle of the night. By the way,
Haven’t you seen it yourself?”
"No." Bai Mo said frankly: "I'm just an ordinary alternative, I don't have the strength like them... It seems that Loki still values this warlock, but the long-range magic profession will still be outclassed by sharpshooters.
It is restrained by professional players..."
I am somewhat hopeful that this warlock will be different. He seems quite confident...