dhibooks Chapter 18 Can't be a professional player! ?
Chapter 18 Can't be a professional player! ?
Koe was still suspended in the air by the climbing golden hook, and his whole body was bent into a bow in the opposite direction, as if he would be thrown into the whirlpool of the zenith in the next second with the strength of the golden hook.
Jiang Yiyao glanced at Song Weisheng's stiff fingers on the keyboard, and patted him on the shoulder, "Relax, it's just a different person."
Song Weisheng had obviously never encountered such a situation, and there was nothing wrong with being surprised and confused for a while. Hearing Jiang Yiyao's calm voice, he came back to his senses, curled his fingers slightly, and smiled with the corners of his mouth closed: "This person is very strong."
At this time, a house collapsed at the end of the long street, and a wild cat with jet-black golden pupils ran out of nowhere. The turbulent vortex of the sea water screamed shrillly—heralding that the time in "Yelan Long Street" would change.
Most PK matches in online games have a time limit, and RTO is no exception. The game time is mostly 15 minutes. If one side wins the game, the battle can end early and leave the map automatically.If the two sides do not decide the winner within 15 minutes, it will be regarded as a draw, and there will be no point rewards, and it will not affect the rank increase.
Of the 20 competitive maps, 17 are of normal game time, only 3 cards are not played according to common sense, and often increase the game time without limit or shorten the time like crazy. "Ye Lan Long Street" is such On one of the 3 maps, the 15-minute timer on the screen began to count down rapidly, and it counted down to 7 minutes in the blink of an eye!
Koe has already been thrown from the sky by the golden hook of rock climbing. Song Weisheng made a prediction in advance, so that Koe landed, retracted his legs, curled up and rolled aside, so as not to drop the blood bar.
At this time, Tian Wenchuan's hands were so fast that he attacked Koe again with a few dodges, kicked him horizontally, instantly picked him up by the waist, and mercilessly threw him into the broken rubble on the side of the street!
"Too strange? Is this still Tianwenchuan?"
"It must have been replaced! The method is completely different!"
"Switch? Despicable!"
"What's the point of playing for another person! Find a proxy and play a shitty PVP!"
"Why do you feel a little strange after the substitution?"
"Isn't it strange that you don't play alone anymore."
"No, I'm talking about technique, why does this person keep hitting koe at close range?"
"Right? Why don't gunsmiths use guns?"
"Why do you feel that this operation method is so similar to melee vs. long-range?"
"Damn, this person is not a body mage, is he?"
"It may also be a warrior or a sword soul warrior."
"Impossible. Warriors and sword soul fighters must use weapons to attack, and body mages can also use other people's basic skills, such as horizontal picks, rollovers, flying kicks, etc., if they don't log in to their own accounts."
"But the basic movement skills are only four or five. You mean this person beat Koe so badly with just a few basic movements?!"
"These skills are basic skills in our eyes, but they are necessary skills in their eyes."
"Don't forget that Koe's hand speed can reach up to 500+, what kind of concept is it that can instantly suppress him and make him helpless..."
"Isn't it a professional player!?"
While the fans in the live broadcast room were discussing fiercely, Koe was still being attacked by Tian Wenchuan in close quarters, such as cross-jumping, flying kicks, and uppercuts. The damage dealt was not much, but at this time Tian Wenchuan was able to use these most basic public skills to create a set of fancy combos!
49, 50, 51!
57 combos of uppercuts! ?
"Break the distance now."
Jiang Yiyao's voice suddenly sounded from beside Song Weisheng. Song Weisheng nodded, manipulating Koe, who was already in a battle-damaged state, to roll over quickly, and then dragged his staff to quickly retreat in the ruins, withdrawing ten feet.
Tian Wenchuan approached him, raised his leg and swept across——!
"Floating." Jiang Yiyao's expression remained unchanged, and Song Weisheng had already floated into the air when Tian Wenchuan used his sweeping skills.
"Keep a distance of 20 feet, climb to the highest point of the street on the left, pay attention to dodging, he will use the climbing golden hook."
Sure enough, as soon as Jiang Yiyao finished speaking, the golden hook in Tian Wenchuan's hand had already been thrown upwards quickly, Koe would dodge it, and his feet landed on a second-story building on the street on the left. After a short pause, he went straight to the commanding height. Clock Tower ran.
The most taboo for melee and long-range combat is to extend the distance too far. After breaking away from Tianwenchuan's combo, Koe ran all the way to the clock tower and stood on the top floor of the clock tower.
The transparent wings of the wind spirit body shone with fluorescent blue light under the turbulent vortex, blood was hanging from the corners of Koe's mouth and forehead, and the holy white professional robe was also stained with a lot of blood. The blood volume is 15% left, and since Tian Wenchuan changed, the blood volume has remained at 20%.
The situation reversed in an instant.
The time in the "Yelan Long Street" was fast and slow, just now the second hand did not move at all, and now it started counting down the seconds like an avalanche!
After the substitution, Tianwenchuan didn't give Koe any chance to release his skills. He didn't have flying skills, so he could only climb up to the bell tower through the golden hook of rock climbing. The houses on both sides of the street were very small. Except for the bell tower, the tallest building would not It was more than three floors, and the bell tower had six floors. Tian Wenchuan was standing on the third-floor platform of a building that was about to burn down. He grabbed the golden hook to the edge of the bell tower, borrowed his strength, and completely threw himself up.
"You only have a chance of 0.3 seconds. When the climbing golden hook is thrown upwards, it will stay in the air for 0.3 seconds. You need to completely shoot down Tianwenchuan who cannot use any skills within this 0.3 seconds."
After Jiang Yiyao finished speaking, he paused for a while, looked at Song Weisheng's computer, and then looked at where he was standing now, with a little doubt in his eyes.
He seems to have stood behind someone's computer like this countless times, directing to the screen like this.
Song Weisheng had no time to look at him, and stared closely at Tian Wenchuan's body that was lifted up with his strength. When he left the golden hook and floated in the air, he directly drew a foot-locking circle, and then gathered all his mana to wave the obsidian staff Swing straight at his neck—
With a sound of "bang", a huge deep pit appeared on the narrow and long street, and the dust was flying in the pit. Tian Wenchuan's limbs were stiff, and he lay on his back in the deep pit, temporarily unable to move.
Koe floated down with the staff in his hand, and glanced at Tian Wenchuan's blood bar, there was still 10%.
This 10% doesn't mean anything. On the contrary, Koe is still at a disadvantage. After all, the equipment gap between the two is huge, and the current Tianwenchuan is not the original Tianwenchuan.
For many years in the game, it is not that Song Weisheng has never encountered a strong opponent. There are a lot of good and bad players in the online game. There are casual players and amateur players whose operation level is close to that of professional players. However, this is the first opponent that makes Song Weisheng feel pressured.His hands began to tremble uncontrollably due to the rapid operation, and the speed of pressing the keyboard was obviously much slower than before.
Seeing that the time on the map was about to enter the final round of countdown, Tian Wenchuan stood up from the pit, moved his wrist briefly, and without warning...withdrew from the competition! ?
"what's the situation?"
"Why did you run away?"
"This is... an admission of defeat? No way?"
"It's not about admitting defeat! I just went to Tianwenchuan's live broadcast room to watch, and found out who the 10,000+ people are picking up the number!"
"So there is really a substitute?!"
"Of course! It's so obvious that a fool can't see it, right?"
"Then did they pick it up?"
"It's probably close to ten! Otherwise, Tian Wenchuan wouldn't be able to go offline with a guilty conscience!"
"Who is who? It can't really be a professional player, right?"
"Damn, professional players come to play online games on behalf of them? Isn't that a blatantly illegal operation?"
"Fighting in front of 10,000+ people? Is it too suffocating?!"
"Life ban to understand?"
"Shen Mage? Could it be the ones on the list? Are you out of your mind? What are you thinking?"
Song Weisheng's hands were still shaking, he briefly glanced at the conversation in the live broadcast room, moved his chair, and stood facing Jiang Yiyao.
Jiang Yiyao didn't make a sound, just looked at his pitiful hands quietly, wanted to hold him, but didn't expect Song Weisheng to take a step ahead and grabbed his wrist, "That person just now was a professional player?"
Jiang Yiyao lowered his eyes, clasped the trembling hand in his palm, and signaled him to calm down.
Song Weisheng asked: "Do you think I might beat him if he hadn't gone offline?"
Seeing that his mouth was a bit dry, Jiang Yiyao led him to the kitchen and poured him a glass of warm water, "Not necessarily."
Song Weisheng nodded, and took a sip of the glass of water naturally.
Jiang Yiyao originally thought that he was hit by a strong enemy today, and wanted to leave him alone in the kitchen to calm down, but he was about to turn around, but was grabbed by him again.
"He's so strong." Song Weisheng's eyes burst into unprecedented brilliance, "Are all professional players so strong?"
"possible."
"What about the letter Z?"
"The strongest?"
"Then at my current level, is it impossible to challenge the letter Z?"
Jiang Yiyao thought for a while, "Not necessarily."
Song Weisheng said: "Of course not, so I still have to work hard to improve my level."
He looked at Jiang Yiyao helplessly, as if he wanted to say it but was too embarrassed to say it.
Jiang Yiyao thought that this PK would make him feel frustrated, but he didn't expect that it would actually stimulate his fighting spirit?
"It's too late today. If you want to practice with me, we can talk about it tomorrow."
Song Weisheng said: "It's not yet 08:30, are you going to sleep now?"
Jiang Yiyao said, "Yes."
Song Weisheng tried his best to win the opportunity for himself, and held him tightly, "But we are still young, so we can sleep a little later."
Jiang Yiyao smiled and forcefully clamped him on his wrist and broke off a few fingers one by one, "I'm already 23 years old. If I were placed in the professional league, I would belong to the twilight class."
Song Weisheng still didn't want to let go, "But I want to replay the scene just now..."
Jiang Yiyao rubbed his hair casually, "I will review the game with you tomorrow. You just overused your hands, so you should recover."