Chapter 863 The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (28)

The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (Twenty-Eight)

The emergence of the commentary training camp basically laid the foundation for Axing's defeat in this game.

His Mandrake was originally the king of single combat, but after he was killed by the opponent who upgraded his ultimate skill in the first wave, the economic gap was so big that even if his Mandrake skills were disgusting, the economic suppression and Dracula's ultimate skill mechanism made his Mandrake completely useless.

Soon his Mandela was killed three times, and this round, Axing lost.

"boom!"

Ah Xing threw the mouse away with an expressionless face. He forced a smile and looked at the screen.

"I'm sorry, family members. I really didn't expect that a stupid primitive man like Dracula would have such a heaven-defying bug. This time, I, Xing, underestimated the enemy."

His daring attitude made some viewers look up to him, but most of them sneered and laughed at him.

"Who are you trying to fool with this face? You lost and you're still looking for excuses? You don't know the mechanics of other heroes, but you blame the official for your loss. Are you still pretending to be magnanimous? If you really have such a good tolerance, why did you say such harsh words just now?"

Song Ning felt the same way, but he was more happy now.

Won!

Won the first game, and with Dracula!

He glanced at his phone, wanting to send Robot a message, but he held back.

Be patient, Song Ning. Wait until you win the game. Only then will you have the nerve to treat Robot to a movie and a meal!

Come on!

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Shi Gui was amused when he saw the news, and turned to look at Robot, "You are not only a powerful fan, but also a very generous person."

Lance arched his eyebrows: "Indeed, this is good."

If some people think it is good, naturally some people will think it is bad. Ah Xing was almost mad to death but he had to hold it in and not let others see it.

But his expression was so gloomy that the contrast with his previous boasting was too obvious. He wiped his face, stood up and forced a smile.

"Excuse me, everyone, wait a moment. I accidentally dropped my keyboard and mouse and broke them. I'll go get a new set."

The chairs were pulled out, making a loud noise, and many people frowned when they heard it.

Instead, Song Ning felt extremely happy and even began to look forward to the next one.

Ah Xing had been gone for about five minutes, and many people in the live broadcast room were getting a little impatient waiting. He then ran over with a sweaty face, holding the new keyboard and put it in the room.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. This keyboard was sent to me by my original sponsor. It's the XX brand and it's very useful. But it's too expensive and I've always treasured it so much that I didn't want to use it. It was kept so well."

Public screen of the live broadcast room.

"No, buddy, you put the keyboard down and knocked the camera down, stop talking and hold the camera up."

"When did this guy get a sponsor to send him a keyboard? How come I didn't know about it when I'm in the live streaming room every day?"

"What kind of keyboard is that? How expensive is it?"

Song Ning didn't care too much and just waited for the other party to fix the new keyboard.

On the SXT side, Shi Gui made a "tsk" sound with some disdain, "This anchor seems a bit unreliable, he's so clumsy and dragging his feet, he doesn't seem as straightforward as your fans."

Lance nodded, of course, "Yeah, my fans are certainly not bad."

Shi Gui stared at the screen for a while, then suddenly turned his head and said, "No, Robot, why do I feel like you're talking a little strangely today?"

Lance didn't care, "Really? That's not weird."

The stone ghost scratched his head. What should he say?

He felt it was strange but if he asked where exactly it was, he couldn't quite put his finger on it?

The fat boy Will next to him said, "Because Master seems to be quite concerned about his fans today, right?"

Shi Gui slapped his thigh and said, "Yes, yes, that's it. Why are you so concerned about your fans today? I saw that you were a little indifferent to your fans before."

Lance asked back, "Really? I think I care about my fans a lot."

Stone Ghost: “?”

Little Fatty: “?”

Lance said, "Okay stop staring at me, game two is about to start."

When the second game entered the hero selection stage, the camera in Ah Xing's live broadcast room was always facing the ceiling. I don't know if he didn't pay attention, but many people in the room reminded him but it was never adjusted back.

In this round, the hero chosen by Axing was his famous hero Hillary. This hero is positioned as a magic assassin, has multiple displacements, is very flexible and has high explosive damage.

But Hillary also has the nickname "Laxili" because this hero has a very bad feel. Her displacement has a drifting feel, but her burst is particularly dependent on hit rate. When playing this hero, many people often accidentally move to the horizon, or slip and miss the enemy. This situation will be ridiculed as lax operation, so she got the nickname "Laxili".

The fact that Axing dares to choose this hero also shows that he is quite confident in this hero.

Because if this hero is used for a one-on-one duel, it would basically be a loss if the hero slips, but when he took out Hillary, it actually won him a lot of goodwill, and the people who criticized him before obviously became much nicer in their attitude.

Shigui also raised an eyebrow, "This guy can also play Hillary? Then he still has some strength."

Lance didn't say anything, but just stared at the screen quietly, waiting to see what hero his boss would choose to fight.

In fact, in this game, as soon as Song Ning saw that the opponent picked Hillary, he had already decided to pick out an equally unpopular hero, Lark.

The moment he locked onto the lark, heroes from both sides leapt onto the screen.

The stone ghost hissed, "Lark? Damn, isn't this hero more primitive than Dracula? He has no damage, and except for the ultimate skill that makes him invincible, his other skills are completely useless. Isn't it a bit disrespectful to Hillary to use this hero to fight her?"

Lance saw that the lark also frowned slightly, but after thinking about it, he understood.

Just as he thought, Lark chose the most aggressive style of attack right from the start. Although the damage was not high, it directly exchanged blood with the opponent several times.

Shi Gui frowned: "What is he doing with this lark? Is he not afraid that Hillary will kill him instantly with her ultimate move when he exchanges blood with her?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lark, who seemed to be fighting very fiercely, cleared this wave of soldiers, hid in Hillary's blind spot and chose to return to the city.

Shi Gui was stunned. "No, he didn't intend to return to the city to recover from the beginning, did he? Then Hillary lost this time. He probably didn't expect the lark to return to the city, and he was still fighting wits and courage with the air."

Lance finally couldn't help laughing, "You're worthy of being my fan, you're really smart."

The other people in the training room looked at him as if they had seen a ghost.