Rise Chapter 1371: here

"Why, an entire Internet cafe, so many Chinese, don't even have the courage to come up and play so1o?"

"Oh, this is really unexpected and disappointing. We only send an auxiliary jimm on the field. Isn't there anyone to fight?"

The tall and thin British youth exaggeratedly spoke to the Chinese guest players around the Internet cafe lobby with his arms outstretched. The funny body language combined with such an aria-like questioning tone was almost mocking and provocative. At the extreme, he was unscrupulous at the extreme.

Almost all the Chinese guest players in the lobby couldn't stop the faint anger on their faces.

This guy...

Too arrogant and rampant.

Won the so1o round and the previous two games, and this arrogance almost rises to the sky.

But even so, the guests in the Internet cafes can still only dare to be angry and dare not speak, because I have seen the game prowess of these British youths. If you ask yourself if they are challenged on the field, the ending may not be better. Where is Wu Xuanqiang just now?

After all, the number of guest players in Internet cafes that can reach the diamond segment is still very small.

Most of them are just mixed traces of gold and silver.

Can be opposite...

All the average strength ranks are above drill drill 2.

The Chinese customers of Internet cafes are not completely without masters. At this moment, there is a mid laner who drills 4 segments and can't help but stand up:

"Stop talking nonsense, let me try!"

The spirit of the guests of the Internet cafe suddenly lifted, and they looked forward to the expert who volunteered to play.

On the other side of the British youths, the tall and thin youths laughed indifferently:

"Finally, someone has the courage to come."

Immediately he looked at his auxiliary companion: "jimm?"

The young British man named jimm shrugged:

"ok."

After speaking, he lazily stepped onto the ring again.

Therefore another so1o game began. This time the Chinese master who volunteered to play was selected as the *man mid laner, very cautious, and probably after seeing the opponent's strength, he decided not to fight the opponent head-on. The side circuitous tactics won the so1o round by other means.

The jimm on the opposite side also changed the hero, and this one took out a scheming enchantress LeBlanc to play.

A ap assassin hero with the same nature as Fitz the Murloc.

An Xin, standing in the front row of the crowd, pushed someone next to her with her arm, with great interest:

"Hey, it's your fate~"

Someone touches his nose:

"Oh, yes."

*Human vs. Demon Ji, from the perspective of so1o, it is not absolutely anyone who can have the advantage. It is nothing more than the early stage *Human's ability to consume poke is strong, but after the level is up, Demon Ji's second-person ability is enough* People pose a deadly threat.

Of course these theoretical analyses are actually the same for someone--

Anyway, if he gets on, you can hang and beat Demon Ji with *people, and you can also hang *people with Demon Ji...

And this Chinese master who took the initiative to fight is also very aware of this situation, and before seeing the opponent chooses the demon girl, he brought out the dual summoner skills of [Flash] and [Barrier].

"It's pretty stable."

Lin Feng nodded: "This one might have a chance."

All the guests in the Internet cafes watching the game also hoped so.

However, it is a pity that although this so1o match lasted a little longer than the previous so1o, it still ended in the first five minutes.

The "One Blood" kill prompt of the female voice of the system sounded in the middle.

The person with the blood bar emptied to zero on top of his head collapsed.

A huge grieving sigh sounded from the crowd of Internet cafes watching the game, because this clear* person has played very well in the first few levels, and even relied on the ability to consume poke remotely to keep down the opponent’s mid laner. The blood volume of Demon Ji's blood bar also hit Demon Ji directly back to the city once, and he also took the lead in making up the sword.

It's a pity.

This is the wave when the enchantress reaches the fifth level.

Although at that moment* the blood volume of the human health bar is still perfectly ahead of LeBlanc, the latter has only less than half of the health bar remaining, but it is a wave of level 5 that directly bursts and opens, and the skills are rushed in. q then e set [ignite], all skills.

Control and coordinate with a set of blaster's damage, and directly kill the *people in an instant and take them away.

"The opportunity is very accurate."

An Xin, standing beside Lin Feng in the front row of the crowd, also nodded and gave an evaluation:

"The damage is accurate."

Lin Feng nodded irresponsibly:

"*People are a bit bad luck, careless..."

Yes, in fact, this one shows that the gap between the two sides in the battle is not too big in terms of personal operational strength, and just as someone’s evaluation and judgment, originally *people really have a chance to win, but It just happened that a little bit of negligence was caught by the opponent, and a direct counterattack won the victory.

The *person master who stepped down also had an expression of infinite annoyance on his face.

However, after this round, many Internet cafe guests who watched the game finally saw the hope of defeating those British youths. For a while, a few more guests and players started gearing up and eager to try, and actively asked to play so1o.

At this time, several British youths made some adjustments accordingly.

They replaced their auxiliary companion Jimm.

A new challenger played the ad position, and several British youths sent their own ad members to the field. A game of Obama against the policewoman’s so1o, a British ad youth named Matthew One-handed holy gun ranger's operation is smooth and smooth, and he can easily complete the online kill at level 4 to get a blood.

The next challenger asked to directly use the blind monk against so1o.

So several British youths sent their own junglers here.

Blind monk vs. blind monk.

It was also within three or four minutes to quickly divide the competition, and it was the British youth who easily won the victory.

Following three or four games of so1o in a row, the Chinese players and guests from the Internet cafes were all defeated and walked down the ring, and several British youths took turns to play and have won six or seven consecutive games. Win.

Almost all of them are crushed and beaten one side.

Except for the *people in the first round, almost none of the remaining challengers from the Internet cafes caused any threat to the British youth at all.

It's completely a disparity in strength.

After winning another so1o victory, for the tall and thin British youth, his eyes swept the surrounding Internet cafe guests, and a sneered arc appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"Is there anyone else?"

"anone?"

In return, there was silence in the lobby of the Internet cafe.

Almost all the Chinese players of Internet cafes who were scanned by the tall and thin British youth, involuntarily bowed their heads with a guilty conscience, and did not dare to face the former's gaze.

After repeated defeats...They all calmed down again.

Sanity has regained control.

The strength is too bad.

It's not that they can easily change this reality by playing directly.

And the more I look at the Chinese customers who bow their heads in the Internet cafes, the more they look at the weak and retreat of the Internet cafes, the more the thin British youths smile and triumphantly:

"So, no one is there anymore?"

"Huh?"

"I'll ask again, anone? Come to so1o?"

The voice is getting louder and louder.

Almost unscrupulously echoed throughout the lobby of the Chinese Internet cafe.

Many people lowered their heads and squeezed their fists, gritted their teeth to endure such humiliation, but they knew that none of them could do anything at this time.

But.

At this moment.

A pleasant voice sounded from the crowd:

"here."

So I went to ~IndoMTL.com~ to see it subconsciously without a lot of time.

On the front row of the crowd, a beautiful girl who is almost heartwarming raised her hand, smiling:

"here~"

Beside the girl, someone has a surprised expression on his face:

What's the situation?

The update is sent, and finally home. . Three shifts will resume tomorrow. ...

　　

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