Xiao Yuan listened to Liu Jiangqing's long speech about Lu Yunqian with great interest. After listening, he smiled and said jokingly: "I found that whenever I talk about Qianqian, your words will be louder than usual."
A hundred times more, and every sentence is profound. It seems that you really understand her better and care about her more. Well, I take back my previous judgment about Sissi in this 1v1 and agree with your point of view."
Liu Jiangqing was slightly startled, her eyes turned away from Xiao Yuan unconsciously, but she still calmly retorted: "Even if I live with a cat for a year, I can still understand the cat's attributes to a certain extent.
It’s not like I care. And this matter is related to the development of the team. You are the boss and coach, so I need to tell you."
"Yeah, I understand."
Seeing his embarrassed look, Xiao Yuan knew it all and stopped the topic with a smile. The two of them continued to watch the game quietly on the screen. Soon, Xiao Yuan discovered that Lu Yunqian's
There have been strange changes in the methods.
"Have you noticed that Qianqian seems to have never used the Sword Sweeping Heaven and Earth and the Sword of Heaven's Punishment, and has been using small skills?" Xiao Yuan asked Liu Jiangqing.
"Well, because there is a delay between Sword Sweeping Heaven and Earth and Sword of Heaven's Punishment, it will interrupt the continuity of the hand feeling. Her hand speed is at least 600 now. Once interrupted, it will be difficult to return to the peak state." Liu Jiangqing said.
, "Zhou Ke can no longer keep up with Sissi's speed. If he delays for a while, he will completely collapse and become a headwind. However, he still has the equipment advantage. This is also his only chance to make a comeback. Sissi cannot relax yet."
"How long do you think she can hold on?" Xiao Yuan asked.
Liu Jiangqing stared at the big screen and said a time: "Five minutes."
Xiao Yuan paused. When he heard this time, he thought he heard it wrong, but with Liu Jiangqing's rigorous character, he would definitely not talk nonsense about a time. There must be support behind the so-called "five minutes"
The basis. As for what the basis is, it may be related to the "passive and idle war".
"Why five minutes?" Xiao Yuan remained calm and continued to ask.
"Because..." Liu Jiangqing started to speak but suddenly stopped, as if she realized that she had almost spilled the beans, so she began to remain silent.
"Because you and that guy have been helping Qianqian train privately so that she can cope with Zhou Ke's duel." Xiao Yuan answered Liu Jiangqing's question, but did not embarrass him. He just looked at the screen and sighed helplessly.
, "Don't get me wrong, I don't object to your private training, but you'd better say hello to me first in the future, and the same goes for that person."
"..."
Liu Jiangqing continued to remain silent. The real purpose of Hengdaoyijian training Qianqian was not for Zhou Ke, but to find tactics for Mingyue Pavilion to defeat Xiang Fei. Zhou Ke was just a small player in the training.
It's just a test. But of course he couldn't say this to Xiao Yuan, who was the boss, so he put on a serious face and returned to his previous appearance of ignoring everyone and only watching the game.
The entire Heifeng Dy team competed in the private room of the Internet cafe. Zhou Ke sat in front of the computer with a pale face, typing on the keyboard with his left hand. The mouse on his right hand was covered with sweat on his palm, but he didn't even bother to wipe it. In the game, Heng Dao Yi
The sword was chasing after him like crazy, every move was aggressive, fast, precise, and deadly, with no flaws at all. It was like a tireless killing machine.
Gradually, the mental anger began to be replaced by physical pain, and even breathing became a little difficult. Zhou Ke became irritable and gritted his teeth to resist the physical fatigue, but he couldn't help but start thinking wildly in his heart.
How long did I play this round? Ten minutes? Fifteen minutes? Why does it feel like an hour has passed? I’m so tired!
Huh...why, why is that girl still playing? Isn't she tired? Is she crazy? No one can play like this even in the NFL! How much hand speed does she have?!
Damn it, my hands are so sore, how long can I hold on? Can I... win?
I can't keep up, I can't keep up, my hands... are starting to freeze!
After the high burst, the load on his hands immediately increased, and he felt sore and tired. Zhou Ke's expression was extremely distorted, and he hit the keyboard harder every time, as if he was venting his anger. The huge sound of typing on the keyboard was frightening, but
It can be heard from the heavy and messy sound of the keys that he is beginning to panic, and his hand speed is declining significantly. He is completely in a headwind situation, and is being pressed to the ground by Hengdao's sword and rubbed hard.
…
Lost.
At the end of the game, Hengdao Yijian still had 53% of his health, and Yinghao made a perfect comeback. He used his amazing hand speed to achieve another beautiful result for his promise of victory.
Looking at the settlement of this round on the screen, Zhou Ke unexpectedly did not feel much sadness, but was relieved. He understood that he had performed at a normal level in this round, and could even be said to have shown the same state as when he participated in the bloody battle.
So I don’t lose the game, I don’t lose my teammates.
But he still lost, and he lost quite miserably.
He was shot in the head 63 times, accounting for 70% of the injuries. This number is simply a irony for him who was once a professional assassin. If he were to take it to the NFL, he would definitely be criticized by a group of netizens, "I can beat him better with my feet."
"However, Zhou Ke knew very well that the opponent was indeed above him. Even in the NFL, not many people could withstand this match, so he was quite calm at the moment, much calmer than during the game just now.
"It doesn't matter, we just lost one round. We still have a chance later." Black-fronted Dysprosium shooter Baili Wuming looked at the captain with concern and comforted him gently.
"Well, I'll take a rest and wait for 5v5 to call me." There was no hint of frustration in Zhou Ke's voice. He moved his wrists to relax his whole body. There was a fifteen-minute break between each two rounds. Just as he was about to leave his seat and go out to change.
While speaking, I found a sentence appeared in the arena chat box.
Hengdao Yijian: "Good job. You adjusted the angle of the Z-shaped double slash and expanded the damage range. It is much better than before. Next time, add some auxiliary moves before doing the Z-shaped double slash, otherwise it will be easy for others to see through.
"
"..."
Zhou Ke opened his mouth slightly and stared at this line of words, as if he heard Lu Daoheng's instructions by his side. His heart moved, and he replied by mistake: "I can't maintain my hand speed burst, I lose."
Already."
"Hahaha, you are an assassin. Why not use your hand speed? Why not fight with your skills? If I were you, I would not use hand speed to attack other people's guns. I would stun them first." Hengdao confidently struck out with his sword.
say.
"Hey, Captain, why are you pointing out the enemy?" Spicy Leap Frog saw Heng Dao Yijian and Ying Hao starting to chat. He felt anxious and also uttered jargon in the arena to protest, but
He forgot that Lu Yunqian was sitting next to him.
"You little guy, you don't have an enemy, he is our former brother, don't yell." Heng Dao gave a look of contempt with his sword, but Lu Yunqian's face was filled with black lines.
"Well, he is indeed our former brother, a brother who turned around and left." Wan Lai Tian Yuxue answered this sentence coldly, his words full of disgust for Ying Hao.