Chapter 637: Li Wan's Horse 2
The live broadcast industry is well developed nowadays, and the PK scene of this kind of high-end team combination has already attracted nearly 10 million fans, and the number is still increasing.
Hearing the male anchor's ridicule, the fans of the Dusk Team turned their faces black on the spot.
Just criticize Bai Lian in the barrage for not being able to speak.
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"Game, this is it——"
"Finish!"
The quarrel in the live broadcast room was out of control. At this time, in front of the host's seat, Caesar's scarlet lips were cold and bloodthirsty under the light, his eyes were clear, and he lightly tapped the second skill with his right hand. His ultimate skill was ready to connect with a basic attack at any time to take people away.
The atmosphere at the scene was very tense.
The audience in the stands saw the battle situation projected on the screen, and Xinghe's subconscious movement against Caesar's first skill, and they had almost anticipated the result.
There were already a lot of SR fans present, and Caesar's first skill was aimed at Modao Sanren, and it was only a few seconds away from hitting Modao Sanren. Modao Sanren was stuck between two walls, and the chance of avoiding the skill was slim. The whole arena was filled with enthusiastic shouts of "Caesar".
On the camera seat, Xinghe vaguely heard the intense shouting, felt the pain, pursed his lips, and had a slight sweat on his forehead.
The phone in his hand was tightly grasped, and sitting in the audience was the former captain Fu Zhi.
Is it a loss or a win?
After ten years of glory, the domestic teams have fallen into decline and no one thinks they are serious about playing the game.
But he never forgot the responsibility he shouldered.
A spirit of unwillingness to admit defeat and resignation suddenly burst out from Xinghe's chest.
He shouldn't have taken the predetermined route that everyone believed would lead to defeat!
The man swiped his right hand downward quickly.
In a flash, Bai Lian's nasty voice came out from the microphone, "Director, please bring the fierce battle scene to the screen. Let the friends see how our Caesar, the top female swordsman in the third zone, annihilates the Sunset Red Team in one fell swoop!"
On the big screen, skills collided and smoke rose.
The audience below couldn't see the situation clearly, and Bai Lian took the lead in leading the fans to congratulate, "Caesar is worthy of being Caesar! The manliest man in Glory, he——"
"Wait!" Bai Lian's explanation was interrupted by Chang Qing.
The smoke dispersed, and the picture became clear for a moment. Chang Qing's eyes widened like an earthquake, "The red-clothed female swordsman actually missed a skill! Caesar's skill failed to successfully lock onto the galaxy!"
"This is simply a miracle!" Chang Qing slapped the table, and spoke quickly and clearly, following the speed of the fight on the screen: "Mo Dao San Ren jumped up with the right click to avoid being locked, and took advantage of the red-clothed female swordsman's skill cooldown to seize the opportunity to counterattack. The first skill petrified and successfully immobilized the swordsman. The second skill caused displacement, triggering passive damage that reduced the opponent's health by 20%!"
Along with the passionate voice of the female anchor, in the projection on the live screen, the magician who was supposed to be taken away by the wave of combos actually fought back quickly with a set of skills and a basic attack!
what? !
Not only were the audience in the audience stunned, even Caesar, who was still controlling the red-clad female swordsman, was dumbfounded!
How could this kind of thing be possible? !
As a permanent guest of the World Championship Solo Championship, even if Caesar lost, he only lost to several team captains from country H who had extremely fast hands and sharp reactions.
As for the galaxy.
He was just the perennial third place, but he was able to dodge his prediction and used a series of combos to go straight to the front!
The female assassin has the lowest health among all the players in Glory. After Xinghe used a set of skills, the female swordsman lost more than half of her health!
The situation is not optimistic!
Caesar quickly clicked on his ultimate skill, slowed down his galaxy movement, and then clicked the back button to hide in the bushes on the map.
Xinghe retreated, was hit by a skill, and lost 20% of his health.
The whole audience was in an uproar!
Everyone was stunned. After a half-second pause, the stadium suddenly erupted with thunderous screams:
"Fuck, Xinghe is possessed by a ghost? He can even beat Caesar?"
"China's number one team! As expected of Captain Xinghe, he brings honor to our Chinese team leader!"
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Yaodao, who was off the field, clicked on the live broadcast room and paid attention to the comments inside. He was just enjoying it and was about to tell Fu Zhi that the room was full of people giving Xinghe 666, but he didn't expect the large group of black fans to arrive so late.
——【It’s just grabbing an advantage. I don’t know what everyone is bragging about, they just act like they won! 】
——[The key is that he has played professional games all his life, and only this time he crippled Caesar, and he is being praised as the FMVP of the World Championship. 】
——[The narcissistic maggots and maggot fans are starting to jump around again. Do I need to give detailed examples of the garbage of domestic teams? Everyone knows that Honor of Kings belongs to Country M. So, you maggot fans, please respect yourselves, ok? Our Caesar just can't adapt to the new venue, and it's still unknown who will win! 】
——【xswl, can’t you see that the official strengthened other heroes and only weakened the red-clad female swordsman? Even the skill CD is increased by 0.2 seconds for individual players and 0.1 seconds for the female swordsman. The official of Honor of Kings has really put a lot of effort into their rubbish players! 】
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Yaodao's expression became more and more ugly.
He is not the most talented player in Glory, but he has figured out the skill usage and cooldown time of each hero.
When the game "Glory" was first released, there were no professions such as the Mage and Swordsman.
The attack power of the female swordsman is indeed the strongest, breaking the balance, but people just don’t know how to play it and cannot inflict high damage.
Weakening the swordsman is a fair operation.
But the fans don’t understand.
Yaodao was so angry that he said, "You should be allowed to go on stage and fight Caesar. Let them know how a real female swordsman in red is played! They won't have to act like they have never seen the world."
The anger was ignited to the top, and a cold voice came from my ear, "Quiet, you're almost winning."
Almost winning? So fast?
Yaodao was stunned for a moment and looked towards the screen.
I saw Xinghe and Caesar squatting in the grass, and the first Dragon King had refreshed.
Xinghe uses the bushes to move towards the dragon pit. After the Dragon King refreshes, the entire canyon will be submerged in the breath of the Dragon King. If the dragon is not killed, the hero will lose 5% of his health every minute.
Xinghe's blood volume is thicker than Caesar's.
"Caesar can't wait." Fu Zhi and the female anchor sitting in the audience said in unison: "The female assassin is an offensive hero. Caesar's mentality has been broken by Xinghe and it is easy for him to make mistakes. Once he makes a mistake, Xinghe's chance will come."
As this cold voice finished speaking, Caesar, who had been hiding in the grass, was unable to bear it anymore and walked out of the bush first, approaching the dragon pit.
"Xinghe's chance has come!" Yaodao pointed at the screen excitedly.
However, when Fu Zhi saw the direction in which the red-clad female swordsman in Caesar's hand was pointing, his face changed, "No!"
At the critical moment, without waiting for Xinghe in the bush to use his skills, Caesar released his first and second skills at the bush where Xinghe was, and then used his ultimate skill all at once, performing two basic attacks.
"First Blood!"
"Victory!"
The male anchor's voice shouted loudly in the huge venue: "Oh my God! Caesar accurately predicted with a set of skills, betting that there was someone in the bush, and took away Xinghe in one wave! He is worthy of being Caesar! The undefeated god of war is not in vain! What does it matter if Xinghe loses half of his health? It should be Caesar's victory and no one can take it away!"
There was a loud cheer in the venue, almost blowing the roof off.
Most of the fans in the venue were cheering for Caesar.
"What's going on?" Yao Dao looked at Fu Zhi in confusion, "No way, sir, did he see Xing He hiding in the grass? But Xing He didn't show up!"
"Could it be a fluke?" Xiaojiu beside him said, "He only had that little health left, so he just found a bush and gave it a try. He won the bet. Otherwise, he would have been killed."
After saying that, Fu Zhi fixed his gaze on Caesar's camera seat and frowned.
The red-clad female swordsman does not have the skill to detect grass, and Caesar's accuracy is a bit too high.
Xinghe clenched his palms and stepped down from his seat.
His face didn't look very good. He probably didn't expect that the good situation would be ruined by himself.
The fans in the audience were cheering for Caesar, and the live broadcast room was dominated by SR's fans.
——[The official used all sorts of tricks and schemes to strengthen the heroes of Xinghe, but in the end they were slapped in the face by me, Caesar. Does the official feel embarrassed? 】
——[What's the point of nerfing the female swordsman? If she doesn't have all six pieces of equipment and a set of locked skills, Xinghe will still have to call SR daddy. 】
——[I just like seeing these noobs from the Chinese team looking like sick cats! 】
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Caesar's operations in high-end games have always been elegant and precise, and few fans doubt his accuracy.
Xinghe sat back in the waiting area.
Yao Dao patted his shoulder and glanced in Fu Zhi's direction, "Then I'll go for the second one, Boss."
"Um."
A cold voice sounded in the waiting area.
Meanwhile, on stage.
Caesar lowered his head, covered his special headset with one hand, and said in a low voice: "You are sitting in the audience and reporting his position to me. This is cheating!"
There was a faint red light under the black seat behind me. It flashed twice, and then the serious voice of the person in charge came, saying slowly and calmly: "I didn't expect that the female assassin would be weakened this season and the individual players would be strengthened to this extent. Your advantage has been destroyed. If I don't help you report the position of your opponent, do you want your fans to think that you can't even beat the captain of a small Chinese team, and lose a large number of fans?"
Besides, "I just reported his location to you. You don't have to fight, but if you do, don't put up this memorial! You also invested in the throne. You know, if there is a problem in the PK, no one can bear the responsibility!"
"I hit the target subconsciously according to the position you reported!" Caesar's face turned red.
At this level, he has no shortage of money and other things, but he is afraid of his reputation. "Forget about this game. Next game, don't talk to me in my ear and order me around! I have my own rhythm! I can do it!"
(End of this chapter)
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