Xiao Lin did not say anything, but just smiled with contempt.

Qin Shuyao didn't raise her head or open her eyes, and didn't take the other person seriously at all.

At the beginning, Qin Shuyao just operated normally, but both of them were equipped with the same equipment.

However, Xiao Lin did not expect that even if his hand speed could keep up, he could not keep up with Qin Shuyao's movements.

After all, it was a one-on-one situation and there was no place to hide. If there were any bushes, Qin Shuyao would probably be able to come out from them and beat him up.

If Zhuge Liang's moves didn't hit, he couldn't strengthen his attacks, and could only earn meager energy by beating minions.

Qin Shuyao had been on the periphery, slowly circling Xiao Lin, but as long as she had energy, she would launch close attacks on Xiao Lin.

After repeating this repetitive action three times, before Xiao Lin could react, he was locked in by a big move of Qin Shuyao who had reached level 4 first, and was doomed to fail.

Xiao Lin was completely stunned, and even the people around him had the same expression.

Hua Ziqi pushed up his glasses.

"I didn't expect Miss Qin to know so much about mid lane heroes."

"Prank as you like. I have plenty of time."

Qin Shuyao's tone was somewhat impatient, because what she hated most was this kind of ineffective social interaction.

To put it bluntly, we are all technical workers, and we are bound to meet on the battlefield. It is meaningless to get a quick verbal fight, which will lower our own value, as if we can't afford to play or lose.

Hua Ziqi tilted his head and smiled faintly.

"Miss Qin, are you interested in competing with me?"

"Who do you want to choose?"

"To keep it simple, just use Lanling King."