The King’s Avatar

Chapter 242 My mistakes

Pa Tu Club.

The guild studio was very quiet, and everyone said nothing. Although there are only three people actually participating in the war, others have watched the whole process. They don't have to squeeze into the back of Zhang Xinjie and others. The arena is connected across the service, they just take their account to the ordinary area, find the room number to enter the battle.

As the head of the guild, Jiang You was somewhat stunned after losing the game. It’s not that he doesn’t want to behave in a demeanor. It’s really a psychological gap in results. Zhang Xinjie helped out. He thought that this time it was foolproof. Their domineering entanglement in the tenth district and Jun Moxiao will be settled after this game.

As a result, the non-denier did not end, but instead went one step further. After withdrawing from the game, Jiang You’s mouse was almost smashed out of the water. He resisted not having a table. After all, Zhang Xinjie participated in this game. If you have a big temper, Zhang Xinjie will not look good.

But what is the bigger chance of winning?

Jiang You didn't know if he was not enough. Zhang Xinjie's judgment before the game, he really did not see it in the game.

Four people were thrown into the rock and burned to death. This is basically the play of the master and the rookie in the picture of the rock slum. Is this a bigger chance of winning? There are still some abdominal sputum in Jiang You’s heart. If the other party is Zhang Xinjie, he will learn to play the captain of the map, Han Wenqing, and go to the mouth.

"My mistakes." Someone suddenly spoke in the studio. Everyone turned their eyes and the person who spoke was Zhang Xinjie.

"I seriously underestimated the strength of the other side. Whether it is Jun Moxiao, or Liumu, or the wind and smoke, their personal ability is very strong." Zhang Xinjie said.

"In this game, it is not enough to have three of them. It doesn't matter who the other two are." Zhang Xinjie continued.

“How strong is Jun Mo’s smile?” Jiang You couldn’t help but ask.

"Maybe we should further understand their strength." Zhang Xinjie said.

"Further find out?"

"I will have another appointment with him." Zhang Xinjie said.

"Return?" Jiang You was shocked.

"He said that the gambling is always effective, right?" Zhang Xinjie said.

"I have said, but we..."

"I will bring people over." Zhang Xinjie said.

The people in the studio were shocked. Zhang Xinjie wants to bring people. It is natural to bring people from the team. The strength of Jun Moxiao is really so strong. Do you need a professional team to surrender?

Jiang You was excited again in an instant.

This is sure to be foolproof! He thought about it immediately. The professional team is going out, will they have suspense when they win the monarch? If Jun Mo laughs and they are strong enough, even the professional team like the tyrants can win, what are they mixing in the online games? The direct team defeated the professional league and won the championship.

"When?" Jiang You was excited.

"After two days is Saturday, there is a competition... about him on Sunday!" Zhang Xinjie said.

"Good!" Jiang You quickly responded, immediately contact Jun Moxiao.

"He promised." Soon he received a response.

"Well, I will go back first." Zhang Xinjie nodded and left.

The game ended very fast. At this time, it was not until ten o'clock. Zhang Xinjie returned to the team and saw that there was still light in the training room.

Going over, Zhang Xinjie saw Han Wenqing, sitting on his computer seat, and practicing a routine exercise in his desert smoke. It is an exercise and also a test.

Han Wenqing took the headset and concentrated on it. He only heard the sound of his keyboard and mouse in the training room. Zhang Xinjie quietly walked behind him, and Han Wenqing did not know.

The exercise is going to two-thirds of the place.

The desert smoke rushed to a section of the slope, z-jumping *** to avoid the oncoming arrow, skip the deep channel in front of it, tumbling, dodging, waving boxing and breaking four irregular floating tour Walking balloons. There is no road ahead of the platform, and some are different sizes of rock that are suspended in the air.

The lonely smoke of the desert did not hesitate on the edge of the platform. The character had already flew out and landed on a floating stone.

No pauses, then jump.

The second block, the third block, the fourth block... The solitary smoke in the desert continues to rush to the opposite side, and the high-speed jump movement is enough to make people feel amazing.

But Zhang Xinjie knows that this is not the case. The rhythm of the desert smoke in the desert has already gone wrong. The problem may not be formed in the jump. It is the rhythm problem accumulated in the entire two-thirds of the practice. However, in this part that requires a high degree of time difference, the impact of the rhythm problem is finally reflected. .

"Can't catch up..." Zhang Xinjie said in his heart.

The lonely smoke of the desert has just fallen on a piece of rock, but this time, he has been unable to jump out without stopping, because there is no stone for him to directly settle. He must stand on this landing stone for a while, float and move, waiting for the opportunity.

However, Han Wenqing did not seem to know the same thing, and still did not stop to bravely. Like his style in the past few years: hegemony exposed, fearless. However, the piece of stone he was facing was, after all, two positions with him, and he passed by.

Han Wenqing stunned the keyboard angrily. However, this result he should have known for a long time.

The lonely smoke of the desert has fallen, and the blink of an eye is boundless darkness. The practice was not completed, but the dark screen still gave the time of the completed stage, and Zhang Xinjie was behind him.

Han Wenqing turned around and Zhang Xinjie did not say a word.

This scene, he is not the first time I saw it.

Han Wenqing, the King of Fighters in the desert. Three defeats, but never gave up. Finally, in the fourth season of the glory professional league defeated the incomparable Ye Qiu and the Jiashi team, personally buried the Jiashi Dynasty, and wrote a legendary top god. In his eighth career, his reaction and speed have already fallen.

Just this exercise, setting up various obstacles, requires the author to use mobile, attack, dodge, rollover, jump and many other *** to overcome the completion, the test of many aspects, is very comprehensive A training.

Han Wenqing is not able to complete this training, but he can no longer reach the previous time record.

This failure, Zhang Xinjie is not the first time I saw it. Han Wenqing is fighting, just as he knows that the piece of rock has not been able to jump, but he still insisted on the jump, it is his unwillingness.

In this regard, Zhang Xinjie really can't even say a little comfort. What's more, people like Han Wenqing don't need any comfort.

When Zhang Xinjie hit his failure, Han Wenqing did not even explain anything, but just turned around.

"How?" Han Wenqing asked. He certainly knows what Zhang Xinjie has done, and he knows when Zhang Xinjie takes time off in the afternoon. For people like Zhang Xinjie, how can they not give a 100% reason?

" Lost." Zhang Xinjie said.

" Lost?" Han Wenqing's state is declining, but his gaze is not faded.

"The strength of the other side is beyond my expectations." Zhang Xinjie said.

“How strong?”

"Professional standards." Zhang Xinjie said.

"Jokes, professional standards ran to play online games?" Han Wenqing said.

"I don't want to go too." Zhang Xinjie explained that sometimes there will be some special cases.

"Let me take a look at the video." Han Wenqing said.

Of course, there are some videos, but this file can't be carried in your pocket. Zhang Xinjie and Jiang You contacted him and asked him to send a video document. At the beginning of the video, there is nothing to watch from the domineering male figure. Han Wenqing directly pointed the camera at the opponent's side, and then saw the struggle of zero-kill in the rock melting.

"What is this mess? Are you losing to such an opponent?" Han Wen was angry.

"That's just a stroke." Zhang Xinjie said.

Han Wenqing went on.

The battles between the two sides began in a central section separated by a rock.

The position of both sides, tactical intentions, these are commonplace for Han Wenqing who has worked hard for so long in the professional circle.

Until Junmo laughed in the air, he flew away from the layout of Zhang Xinjie’s command.

"Dissipating people? The speed is not bad." Han Wenqing said. Zhang Xinjie knows that the speed that Han Wenqing said here refers to the reaction and speed of Jun Moxiao.

That situation, in exchange for an ordinary gunman or scattered people, even if found, may not be able to use the flying gun to escape those attacks. But Jun Mo laughed.

Han Wenqing is rarely praised. This sentence is "not bad" is already a great compliment.

Then it was the sword of the flowing wood.

Han Wenqing was suddenly a pause. Then drag back to playback, slow release, and repeat three times.

Zhang Xinjie did not speak. The most amazing place in this game is here.

"This kind of ***..." Han Wenqing could not speak. This ***, if it is the peak period, he has no problems. But now, he is not fully grasped.

However, this is only a video recording. This person did this and did it, but did he do it with a certain amount of certainty? These are not seen. This *** is indeed a god-level, but it is too sloppy to regard this person as a god-level. Zhang Xinjie understands this truth. Han Wenqing certainly understands it, so after reading it three times, he did not hesitate and went on.

Then four people were thrown into the rock and melted, and they were played.

Han Wenqing looked more and more angry and closed the video heavily. I haven't seen it in the back. I know the results. What do you need to do with the four guys who are in the ditch?

"There was no news in the field, but according to people who had previously played with him, there are many people, voices, and text bubbles."

"What are you suggesting?" Han Wenqing said.

Zhang Xinjie did not come to a conclusion, but continued: "Jun Mo’s weapon in his hand is a weapon that completely changes the pattern of scattered people and is enough to rekindle this deadly game. The wind and the smoke may not be so eye-catching, but it can be seen. Extremely high tactical IQ and sense of cooperation, especially between Jun and Mo."

"Even if this is the case, you are too ugly to lose?" Han Wenqing said.

"It's my mistake." Zhang Xinjie replied.