The picture on the big screen is incredibly clear.

Everyone paid attention and watched this wave of tower-crossing killings.

"Monan, it's time for you to retire!"

The man shouted, and a hammer hit the ground.

The reservists standing next to it have already begun to boil!

I was about to shout "Nice!"

I saw that the figure that was supposed to die under the hammer actually flashed at this time, and avoided the fatal blow!

What?

Yu Fei didn't hit?

The reservists next to them put their hands down.

The man gritted his teeth, and was about to hit him a second time.

But what he didn't expect was that the man actually threw the blasting skill back after eating the blood pack.

firstBlood！

First blood!

All of a sudden.

The entire screen was pierced by the sound.

It just echoed in the training base, and it didn't retreat for a long time.

Everyone paused.

Especially the person who shouted: "Monan, you should retire", the hand holding the mouse was even more frozen on the table.

The atmosphere of the scene can be imagined.

Those who still wanted to cheer in advance swallowed their voices back.

They looked down at their companions, then turned their heads to look at Monan.

That move just now.

How the hell did that guy do it.

Did you anticipate the landing point of Yufei in advance?

Or is it just a coincidence?

The manager standing upstairs, his eyes were also a little dilated at this time, he couldn't help but grasp the railing with one hand, and looked down in the direction of Zhao Leng.

There was no change on Zhao Leng's face, he only put down the coat draped over his shoulders, and walked towards Mo Nan's right side, his voice was lukewarm: "The hand speed is a little slow." ”

"It's not fast." Mo Nan didn't stand up, only smiled at him, and then shook his hand, and his ruffian spirit did not change.

Zhao Leng looked at his little twitch, and then his eyes fell on his wrist: "What is the extent of your injury now?" ”

"It's not all right yet, wait for me to recover, the housekeeper's grandfather said, is helping me find a way, there will be news in the next few days." Monan said lightly: "You should be able to catch up with the tryouts." ”

Zhao Leng let out a "hmm" and reached out to pull him up.

This scene looks glaring to some.

Even unwilling!

Especially Lin Yufei, who is the most promising to become the starting player, clenched his hands, and then looked at Mo Nan, and shouted with slightly gloomy eyes: "I'm not convinced!" ”

Calling the cold eyes.

Mo Nan's movements also stopped, he hadn't even gotten up from the computer, he just looked at the comer.

Lin Yufei's whole face was not so good-looking, and the arrogance unique to his youth was undoubtedly revealed at this time: "Everyone has seen it, whether it is hand speed or playing style, I have to be stronger than Mo Nan, the blood just now is just a mistake in my judgment, or it was touched by Mo Nan right, so that he escaped my attack, if the position is a little better, he has no chance to eat the medicine bag at all, and I can't die there, he is already blue, and when he arrives at the field, it is not a matter of luck and coincidence, Mo Nan's hand speed is so ordinary that even the members of our preparatory F class are not as good as them, I am not convinced! ”

"That's it!"

"Mo Nan's style of play just now is too ordinary."

"You can't say that, heads-up is supposed to be whoever wins with a blood."

"Is it still heads-up on the field? Can Mo Nan's hand speed keep up with them? His style of play is too poor to suit our team at all. ”

The argument stemmed from the fact that in this heads-up scene, they didn't see what Monan made them feel convinced.

In addition to the last dodge move, there are also highlights.

The rest are too ordinary.

Why can such people go up and they can't?!

Everyone thinks they are different.

Either you will be a god, so that he can't even touch it, and occasionally become the object of his darkness or envy.

Or you don't get in his way.

Because people are like this, they don't see the good in others.

Otherwise, what can be used to cover them up?

The incompetent have always talked a lot.

"I'm going to compete again!"

When Lin Yufei said this, he was very confident.

And this justification also comes from the support around him.

"I really can't see anything in one game."

"Anyway, at this level, if it were me, I wouldn't be convinced."

Mo Nan listened to those sounds, took off his headphones, and his black forehead hair blocked his eyes: "You can play as many games as you want, one tower, one blood and one white knife, this is the rule that the oldest players have followed since the beginning of the game, you ......"

As he spoke, he raised his head, his eyes were extremely dark: "Do you want to even follow the rules?" ”

"Don't use rules to weigh me down." Lin Yufei sneered: "According to the rules, you and your sister should have been banned a long time ago, do you think this is the place for you to play home?" If you feel uncomfortable, you leave, if you want to come back, you come back, you don't even have the work ethic as a professional player, and you still want to make our team miserable, I can't get used to people like you the most. ”

Calling his eyebrows, he was just about to speak.

Mo Nan held him down with one hand and the table with the other, slowly stood up, and looked at Lin Yufei's eyes, full of black energy: "You think you just lost a blood, right?" ”

"I didn't lose at all! If it takes a little longer, you'll be the one who dies! Lin Yufei squinted.

Mo Nan let out an angry "oh", and then raised his eyes: "Please give me a replay." ”

Playback?

What replay?

Others are still puzzled.

The mid-laner over there had already reacted and made an OK gesture.

"Slow down twice as fast." Mo Nan is no longer the person with a hot personality, and his attitude is surprisingly light: "Let him see." ”

Whoever he was referring to, he understood.

At this time, Zhao Liang opened his mouth: "No, just cast the screen." ”

Projection, that is to say, public release, anyone can see it?

Monan paused and looked at him.

Zhao Leng copied his trouser pocket with one hand, and there was no emotion on his side face, but what he said shocked people: "I'll do the explanation, let's start." ”

Explanation?

Calling the team to do?

Before the people were shocked.

"From here, we can see that the red side has begun to be anxious, and wants to quickly win a blood, the blue side's blood volume is not very healthy, usually, they will choose to eat blood packs, as a professional player, and Mo Nan, who is a former assassin, will not be unaware of this, but he chooses to continue to stand in the front position of the moat, so it can be inferred that he has seen through the purpose of the blue side, not only that, this position is the fastest replenishment, we can see that the blue side is eager to kill, Fifteen knives have fallen on the replenishment, but he himself did not notice it, nor did he realize that Mo Nan deliberately led him into the tower, the blue side thought that Mo Nan had no blue on him, and the time came, the big move jumped forward, the hammer fell, and the skill was empty. Everything was as Mo Nan planned, the position flashed, the blood bag returned to blue, and then the side hand counter-kill, the number of knives was 90. ”

Here, the reason why Zhao Leng even reported the number of knives accurately.

It was because he said this that people would notice, even if Mo Nan's hand speed slowed down.

He just can't fight assassins anymore, and in terms of mending knives, as a former assassin player, his starting hand speed is faster than them, and even if it slows down, he will use time and calculations to make up for it.

Exactly 33 knives.

He had 33 more knives than Lin Yufei.

In other words, even if there is no counter-kill this time.

If Mo Nan makes up 10 more knives with his heart, he will be the one who wins!

What's more, it is a careful layout, after seeing through the other party, when the other party is not aware of it, carry out a counter-kill!

The heads-up rule is one blood, one tower, one hundred knives.

From the beginning, Lin Yufei wanted to destroy people beautifully.

Mo Nanyue didn't have the strength to fight back, the more he could show his strength.

So he didn't notice the number of swords at all, and he didn't go to replenish the troops.

I'm too confident, I don't know how much I'm confident that I'm stronger than Monan.

can be used when the playback slows down.

Mo Nan's precise movements and mending knives were slapped in his face like a slap in the face.

At this time, Lin Yufei only felt that everyone was looking at him, and the hot feeling was like a thorn in the back.

Calling Leng stopped and explained: "Assist, is a bridge between teams, is to help the ADC explore the grass, is to resist damage for the assassins, when the tank is not there, in order to protect the output, will also self-sacrifice, a good support, every time the team wins, it is not a coincidence, if you want to fight yourself, then you are not suitable for support." ”

Lin Yufei opened his mouth.

Calling the cold side eyes: "It's not just this game, it's that you're not suitable to be the assistant of the entire team, the rules can be flexible and changeable, but some rules are a scale, and they are followed by so many players, when you go heads-up, you bring healing, from the moment you play this method, you are not worthy of being an e-sports player, let alone compare with him." ”

This last sentence.

Not only Lin Yufei was shocked.

Even the people who were shouting just now were so stiff that they couldn't speak again.

Of course, the manager will not let this atmosphere continue, after all, we will play together in the future.

He came down from the upper floor and said with a smile: "Call Leng, what you said is too serious, how old is Yu Fei, and it is also natural to want to take shortcuts, which proves that our assistance is still very smart." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Mo Nan: "It's still the same power, Zhao Leng is right, you haven't changed, it's still that Mo Nan, it's me who thought wrong." ”

Mo Nan raised an eyebrow.

The manager stretched out his hand: "Welcome back, this time, I can finally sign you." ”

Mo Nan shook it back, and there was nothing particularly big.

The manager also saw it, and he thought that he would have a good chat later.

The only thing that made Mo Nan feel was the performance of calling cold.

He's known him for a long time.

This guy is the same as his sister, and he can't say a word for a long time.

He said so much just now, you won't look for him to collect money later, right?

After Mo Nan thought of this, he turned his eyes sideways and glanced at Zhao Leng again.

Zhao Leng paused, turned around and asked, "What are you looking at?" ”

Mo Nan wiped his sweat: "It's nothing, I didn't expect you to say so much for me." ”

Zhao Leng's voice was faint: "I just said what I had to say." ”

The third act of the book "E-sports God Crushes on Me" is updated regularly by Douyin: zhan77