The eSports King’s Crush

Feng Nai tapped the side of his face with his fingers, which was his usual movement when thinking.

As soon as the game started, a life was lost.

Obviously, he did it on purpose.

After all, with the technology of Linkengkeng, it is impossible not to give away the head.

However, the purpose of Young Master Feng's gift of the head was not just to pretend to be his younger brother, but more to see how capable this "little brother" really is.

Therefore, a human life does not count.

A total of three were sent.

If you leave the city, you will die.

The other teammates on the dead side were helpless: "Assassin, can you stop sending it away?"

Feng Nai casually manipulated the character with one hand, as if he didn't see the line of writing, and was about to send four.

At this moment, a skill flashed in from the person on the screen.

The damage that was supposed to hit him.

All were blocked by that person.

Feng Nai snapped his fingers.

A faint voice came from next to my ear: "Withdraw."

There will always be distortion through the headphones.

So Feng Nai didn't associate this talkative "little brother" with the enemy who slapped him in the face.

But he didn't withdraw, after all, his left hand left the screen.

As a result, the two people on the screen all died.

The teammate spoke directly: "Assassin, you are really a trap. When someone rescued you, you sold him."

Feng Nai only planned to give away the head, and didn't think about killing this "little brother" who was in the pit, but this wave was indeed his fault.

The slender fingers were lifted up, planning to strike hard.

Just then the cold voice sounded in his ears again: "He is not skilled in operation yet."

Hearing this, Feng Nai's eyes darkened. The "little brother" Lin Keng Keng recognized seemed not only easy to talk to, but also a good person.

So, Feng Nai turned around and said a word: "Little brother, am I too stupid? Next time I won't choose such a difficult role, I feel aggrieved."

"It's nothing, it's been like this from the beginning." Mo Bei tried his best not to sound too cold: "Just practice more."

With a handsome side face, Feng Nai dismissed the idea of ​​giving away the head again, pointed his finger sideways, and replied with two words: "Okay."

There is no deliberate trouble by a certain great god.

The situation changed instantly.

It's not that Feng Nai decided to fight hard, after all, his current identity is still in the pit.

It can't be that the food in the front is dead, and the show in the back is flying.

What changed the situation was Mo Bei...

Originally, the opponent had picked five heads, and thought that the chances of winning were lost, after all, the assassin on the other side was so pitiful.

But who would have thought that a mage would come to squat their blue buff.

Not only did they take away their wild monster buffs, but they also used three shifts to form a flower formation, swiping their long sleeves, and killed the two of them in one go? !

It's not over yet!

I thought it was all blood.

He can collect it.

Who would have thought that the man used the bushes, moved skillfully, and then turned around to avoid his big move?

That's nothing.

the most important is.

He can't move!

It is the opponent's own skill!

Mo Bei didn't give anyone a chance to escape, he turned his face coldly, moved his fingers, stuck to the opponent, set up the formation, and counterattacked with residual blood!

triple kill!

Three kills!

If such a result is in a downwind situation, it may be normal.

But this is a headwind.

Five kills behind the opponent, and one person can still win three kills.

This is not just a test of thinking!

Hand speed, technique, proficiency in the game and memory of the map are all indispensable!