Chapter 861 The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (26)
The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (Twenty-Six)
But there was one person who was completely unaware of how disgusting Mandela was, and that was Song Ning.
Song Ning had only had time to learn about the skills of other heroes recently, but he had no idea about Mandela's situation.
"Mandela, I remember this hero's skill is a single room. Once you are caught in it, you can only take the beating inside."
Song Ning frowned, but still thought seriously about which hero in his hero pool would be most suitable to fight Mandela.
Here, Ah Xing has been making threats and provocations in the live broadcast room. The whole scene is disgusting. Although there is a room manager, his attitude still makes the whole live broadcast room become chaotic.
The stone ghost took a glance out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help but be surprised.
"Robot, why are you playing with your phone here? Aren't you worried that your fans are going to lose?"
Lance put his phone away just as he typed the last word, and just smiled faintly at his words.
"I don't necessarily lose. Mandela is just more disgusting, but that doesn't mean he is invincible in a one-on-one fight."
Shi Gui didn't believe it, "Is it true?"
Is there any solution for this Mandela?
The little fat boy immediately raised his hand and asked, "Then Master, which hero can I use to fight Mandela?"
Lance glanced at the heroes of both sides displayed on the screen, with a smile on his face.
"This is the one my fans picked, Dracula."
Ah Xing almost wanted to open a bottle of champagne for himself as he stared at the screen, and he didn't miss the opportunity to burst into laughter.
"Oh my god, what did I see? Dracula? There are still people playing this kind of top-level primitive man these days. Seriously, the opponent is not really an elementary school student, right? Oh, sorry, I almost forgot, minors cannot register as foreign tomatoes. So I can only say that your understanding of the game is not even as good as that of an elementary school student."
Song Ning looked at the countdown in the room very calmly.
[Let's see what's really going on. If you're really that awesome, use Mandela to kill me.]
The smile on Ah Xing's face paused slightly, and a feeling of being provoked made him feel very uncomfortable.
He sneered and sat up straight, "Okay, then just wait and see how I beat you up."
Games start.
The Dracula chosen by Song Ning lost vision from the beginning, and only the soldiers could attack on their own.
The Mandrake on the opposite side was different. From the very beginning, it appeared near the line of troops as if it wanted the whole world to see it.
Mandela circled around the line of troops for a few times before realizing that Dracula was really not there.
Ah Xing has no tricks on his lips: "He's good at bragging, but when he comes in, he turns out to be a coward, haha."
Before the word "ha" fell, the opponent suddenly rushed out from the blind spot and attacked Mandela and the soldiers when they were standing together.
Mandela was caught off guard and lost half of his health. Ah Xing was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. "How come this primitive man has such high damage?"
SXT, Shigui touched his chin.
"Dracula's damage doesn't seem to be that high, right? How come Mandela lost so much health in one go?"
Everyone's eyes automatically turned to Robot who said that Dracula could beat Mandela, and the latter was very considerate to answer them.
"Dracula's passive ability is that the more enemy units he has, the higher his damage will be. Otherwise, why do you think Dracula was so strong in teamfights in the beginning?"
Shi Gui thought about it and it seemed to be true.
"But I remember that Dracula's passive was nerfed a lot, right?"
Lance smiled slightly, "Yes, we cut it down. We cut the enemy unit so that the damage is higher when there are more soldiers, but not when there are more enemy heroes."
Therefore, for the professional arena, Dracula's passive has indeed been severely nerfed, and it can even be said that it has hit the aorta.
The stone ghost hissed and immediately gave up the idea of practicing Dracula.
"That's a pretty brutal chop. It's worthy of being a fair battlefield. It's fair enough."
Back to the game scene, Mandela obviously realized something after the simple confrontation in the first round, and moved far away from the line of troops.
What it did was actually correct, but Axing's fans in the live broadcast room felt bored.
"No way, the anchor is scared now? He doesn't dare to fight with the opponent even if he has a Mandela. Do you know how to play Mandela?"
"I'm sick of you. What a rubbish anchor! You don't even dare to play Mandela when he's given you one. What kind of game are you still playing?"
"It's so funny. The anchor is really good at talking. His gaming skills? He might have achieved his gaming skills with his mouth. It's quite pitiful. The disabled anchor is strong despite his disability. Let's give him a round of applause for encouragement."
Ah Xing took a casual glance and was almost vomited blood because of this group of people.
Normally, the people in his live broadcast room talk like this, but most of the time they join him in cursing Robot or other people who have taken advantage of his popularity.
The boomerang suddenly hit him, and for the first time, Ah Xing felt that these people were swearing very dirty words.
"Just wait and see. This is called keeping a low profile. When I have a big move, I will kill you with one strike!"
After hastily making a harsh remark, Ah Xing cleared the minion line and quickly ran to seize the neutral resources. As long as he got this public resource, he would be able to kill the primitive man on the other side!
Mandela approached the neutral resources, continuously dealing damage while keeping his eyes on the bushes on the opposite side.
When the health of the neutral resource dropped to only one third, Dracula jumped out from the bushes opposite as he expected.
Although Song Ning didn't know how disgusting Mandela was, he remembered everything Robot taught him.
[No matter what the situation is, the hero who grabs resources first and has a big move is the strongest. No matter which hero is on the line or in other situations, the big move is always the priority, especially Dracula. ]
"Damn, Dracula just rushed up?"
Shigui was startled by the hero on the screen. He quickly patted Robot beside him and said, "Your fan seems a little reckless. I don't think it's good. Doesn't he know that Dracula can't beat the hero Mandrake? It was fine just now because he had no soldiers, but now he is rushing in without soldiers, isn't that a death sentence?"
Not only Shi Gui thought so, but Ah Xing, who controlled Mandela, naturally thought so as well.
He grinned and showed no mercy, "Fighting with Mandela? Are you, a primitive man like you, Dracula, worthy enough? Go to hell!"
Dracula's health dropped suddenly, and only one quarter of his health was left!
Dracula, Dracula's health is running low!
"Oh my god! He's going to die!"
Shi Gui slammed the table, his face full of regret.
Lance laughed softly at this and said lightly.
"not necessarily."
The situation reversed in the next second! Dracula, who was left with only a sliver of health, and Mandra, who still had nearly two-fifths of health left, saw a small animation of Dracula eating coins appear above his head. The next second, Dracula's health suddenly recovered. At the same time, everyone clearly saw that the symbol representing Dracula's ultimate skill had just lit up and then dimmed!
The stone ghost was stunned, "What's going on? This is not right!"