Chapter 865 The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (3)
The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (Thirty)
"Can you win the last round? The fact that you can ask this question already means that there is something wrong with your IQ."
The popularity of Axing's live broadcast room has skyrocketed and is catching up with the popularity of some big anchors. This made him feel inflated and his tone of voice became much louder.
Although the camera hasn't been adjusted yet, many people can imagine his outbursts even through the screen.
"Let me just say this, the fact that he's a fan of this stupid thing called Robot already proves that he's not very smart."
"What is Robot? Isn't he just some stupid idiot who relied on his good looks to attract some female fans, and then pretended to be so arrogant that he doesn't even care about the Alliance?"
"If you ask me, this poisoning might be a self-directed one. He probably wanted to create some new hype, but he didn't expect it to go too far. He lost the championship and didn't earn the FMVP money, so he panicked all of a sudden and wants the league and JLZ to pay for his mistake."
"You asked me how I knew that? Well, brothers, I can only say that you are still too young. I'll tell you this, streamers of our level actually have some connections in the league. As for whether you believe it or not, that's your own problem."
The voices coming out of the live broadcast room became more and more rampant. Song Ning was so angry that his lips were bitten and bleeding, but he forced himself to stay calm and quickly typed the next sentence.
[Open champagne at halftime? Do you want me to wait until you have absorbed enough traffic from Robot in your livestream before you start? After all, I don't think you will ever be able to get that much traffic on your own in this lifetime, so cherish this opportunity. ]
"Clap clap clap."
Shi Gui suddenly felt lucky that Robot had pushed him back, otherwise he would have suffered a great loss if he hadn't seen this sentence.
"You are such an incredible fan. Your words are really irritating."
Lance glanced at him questioningly.
"He said something irritating? He just told the truth."
Stone Ghost: “…”
"Don't they say that fans follow the real person? Your words are more murderous than your fans."
Ah Xing was so angry that his voice became distorted.
"Scream? Fine. I wanted to show you mercy and give you a chance to escape, but it was you who didn't know the time and rushed into me. Don't blame me for not being merciful when the time comes!"
[Who doesn't know how to brag? If you can beat me, tell me first.]
During the hero selection phase, on Ah Xing's side of the screen, he locked onto a flower fairy without hesitation.
The stone ghost couldn't help but let out a loud "Fuck".
"This is really shameless, calling him Mandela and Flower Fairy. Hasn't this guy ever fought a duel? He doesn't even have the spirit of a duel."
Not only Shi Gui felt this way, many passers-by in the live broadcast room also laughed.
"It's really funny. The front page said that some Wanzhan national server anchor was insulted and beaten by Robot fans. At first, I was wondering why he was so confident and arrogant. Now it's no wonder. A Mandrake and a Flower Fairy, aren't these two heroes not used in a one-on-one duel? This idiot is awesome. He didn't miss any of them. If I had it, I would have won too."
"It's boring. I used to think that although Ah Xing was a bit stupid in some ways, he still had some real ability. But now it seems that he is just like that. I'm going to unfollow him."
"Is the person on the other side a fan of Robot? Is he broadcasting live? I want to send him some gifts to comfort him. I met such a shameless broadcaster. To be honest, even if we lose, it's not his fault."
Ah Xing stared at the screen, and his face turned purple with anger when he saw the comments.
Just pick up your phone and start typing.
After a while, most of the comments on the public screen were banned, and some with excessive language were even kicked out.
And the public screen comments seemed to have changed direction.
"How funny! What's wrong with the anchor picking Mandrake and Flower Fairy? Didn't he make it clear before the game that he couldn't pick these two heroes? And he complained that the opponent was dumb and couldn't speak? Does he need you cyber godfathers to speak?"
"I don't understand why so many people criticize the streamer for picking these two heroes. I've said before that there is no limit. The streamer can pick these two heroes because he knows how to play. I think it's unfair because the opponent can pick them too. Should we blame the streamer for not picking them?"
"I feel like these people are actually fans of Robot, right? I didn't expect that fans of professional players of that level would have such low standards. That's right, after all, fans follow the real person."
These words were so infuriating. Just as Shi Gui was about to say something, he saw the screen jump to the battle preparation page.
Opposite the flower fairy is Mandela!
The stone ghost was stunned for a while, and suddenly burst into laughter.
"Hahahahaha good! It serves him right! Doesn't that guy want to shirk his responsibilities? Let me see how he, the Flower Fairy, beats Mandela! Hahahahaha, Robot, I really like your fans. He played it really shady, but I like it! Well done!"
Lance smiled and declined.
"My fans are indeed excellent, but you don't have to like them."
As soon as Mandela, who was chosen by Song Ning, came out, there was another loud bang in Ah Xing's live broadcast room.
Some people laughed at him, thinking that he might have smashed the keyboard and was looking for an excuse to start over, while others felt relieved.
But unfortunately, it is obvious that Axing chose to continue the competition.
The Flower Fairy fought very fiercely at the beginning. It can be seen that his intention was to rely on the early advantages to establish a certain advantage. After all, as long as Mandela upgraded his ultimate move, the Flower Fairy would basically be useless.
Things were actually going quite smoothly at the beginning, and the Flower Fairy's desperate fighting style did successfully lower the opponent's Mandela's health.
When the situation seemed not so unfavorable for the Flower Fairy, a scene in the picture made Ah Xing's eyes tear up.
Mandela simply gave up the last line of soldiers that was blocked by the Flower Fairy and chose to return to the city under the tower.
"grass!"
Ah Xing's roar could be heard throughout the live broadcast room.
Song Ning naturally heard it as well. He blinked and his blood-stained lips slowly curled up.
Isn't it just disgusting? If the opponent can do it, why can't he? As long as the next wave of Mandela's soldiers arrives and he can definitely kill, why should he continue to exchange blood with the opponent?
Basically everyone could see that by this time Ah Xing had already lost.
In fact, it was just as they thought. After Mandela recovered, the next wave of soldiers took Meimei's upgraded ultimate move. Even though the Flower Fairy was prepared, she was still directly framed and killed by the opponent with a big move.
At this point, Song Ning won the much-anticipated one-on-one duel 3:2!