The eSports King's Crush

Chapter 1669



"Be careful!"

At this time, the cat and bear standing outside the training room couldn\'t help shouting.

Teng Hui looked at the screen again. Zai had grabbed two long knives and swept towards Mobei from the position of the grass.

His speed was very fast. The blade crossed the ground and rubbed out light.

Such a fast impact can\'t be avoided at all!

Originally, the hero used by Zai was faster than other soldiers. Coupled with Zai\'s hand speed, it was almost the same as flying on the screen.

The most important thing is not only the hand speed, but also his playing style!

Under the dazzling light, I can\'t see where his real body is!

To practice to this point, people don\'t just say they are good at it. What\'s more, his proficiency in this hero!

When to return to the blue, when to break in, when to pick up the knife, and read the seconds!

After a whole set of tricks, he didn\'t even pause at all. He also took away the river crab next to him and made up for the last injury.

They\'ve seen so many games, and no one has ever been able to grab the economy from bey!

The gray pupils are shaking.

The cat and the bear clenched their hands.

Standing in the light and shadow, Feng Nai also raised his eyes at that moment and rushed out fiercely.

Adolf put his hand on the soundproof glass door and watched the knife fall.

“bey!”

Bang!

With the light of the knife, the huge damage crossed the ground and lifted up a layer of dust.

Teng gray eyes suddenly open!

Adolf turned his head over and didn\'t dare look directly at him.

He also made a list. He knew in his heart that there was no possibility of survival after this knife.

Not bey, not as strong as the rumor.

But her opponent, not zai a few years ago!

At that moment, all the members of the team standing here understood.

They have been stagnant in the past few years.

Other teams did not stick to the rules.

They are even more unattainable than before.

"They\'ve been waiting for bey to come back." Han Junxi, sitting on the sofa, smiled politely: "humiliation before blood."

Han Junxi said, turning his head to see Zhao sanpang: "now it seems that there is no White waiting."

His remark fell.

Zhao sanpang laughed "ha ha ha ha".

Then, a bear paw patted it.

Han Junxi\'s short white gourd figure was about to cough.

On the screen, when the dust fell, a figure was slightly deviated and Teng in the air.

The same is holding a knife in both hands and picking up a sword.

Just!

The figure predicted the other party\'s prediction!

When the enemy\'s sword fell, his body was slightly deviated without hesitation. The knife peak was close to Zai\'s heart!

The world\'s moves, only fast not broken!

Even what remains on the screen is only the virtual shadow of each other!

Han Junxi\'s eyes suddenly widened!

Zai\'s reaction speed is very fast. When one foot lands on the ground, it will be blocked when raising the knife.

But just then.

That figure is a flash again!

Another knife, suddenly rotating from his waist!

In the whole practice room, you can only hear the click of the keyboard, so fast and powerful!

Wearing black headphones, Mobei seems to have melted into the e-sports chair. His hands fluctuate rapidly, his side face is as clear as a picture, the ice is as cold, his fingertips fall, and his thin lips move slightly.

"Knife, back“

Knife, knife, back??

This, this, what is this?

That knife is still, can it change its trajectory?

Teng Hui and Adolf rubbed their eyes in disbelief.

Zai stood there and lay back straight.

Just a plop!

The game sound resounded through the training room of the whole team!

"Player bey successfully defeated the enemy hero“