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Chapter 355 I just happen to be used to playing games with my feet

Chapter 355 I just happen to be used to playing games with my feet

"Damn it? Isn't that Zhang Mengyu? Why did he play, and he will formulate tactics for this game?"

"No! Their team coach is still there, but the top laner is gone."

"Look, he has a top order sign on his body, and he wants to play the top order!"

"Isn't he the head coach?"

"Just now the Olympic Sports Committee announced that when their LSP team registered, Zhang Mengyu not only registered as the head coach of the LSP, but also had a substitute seat in each event!"

"This tm is okay?"

"Theoretically speaking, this is not against the rules. Isn't it the same for the sports meeting? If you have enough physical strength and strength, you can sign up for all the events!"

"But can he?"

"I don't think so."

"Brother, don't scare me. It's already 2-0. If we lose another game, God knows how sk2 and those bastards from Qingqiu will laugh at us."

"Principal Wang used to double row with Zhang Mengyu when he was playing games on live broadcast. He was like a god of death when he played games. Wherever he went, his teammates died there. He never had a vision and got lost on the map every day."

"It's over."

In the auditorium, some spectators are already preparing to leave. From their point of view, this is almost a game without any suspense. This year's sk2's dominance ability is too terrible. Almost every player is in the state of fmvp in previous S games .

But they didn't realize that in this game, the lsp players were full of applications, with a lot of confidence on their faces, and they were completely different from the two games just now!

"Oh, my God, Zhang Mengyu, the top laner of the lsp team, actually came up with a version of the unpopular hero Vayne. This version of Vayne has been weakened very badly. So far, he has only played 3 times in the e-sports Olympics. times, and lost all of them, is he going to challenge the version?"

"Wait! Player Zhang Mengyu suddenly started taking off his shoes. What is he doing? Are his shoes uncomfortable and affecting his performance?"

"Contestant Zhang Mengyu started to adjust the seat, and he lay down!"

"He took off his socks, and he put his feet on the keyboard and mouse. Is he going to use his feet to play games?"

"Let our field controller check Zhang Mengyu's actions!"

A staff member hurried up to the competition ring. For the sake of openness and transparency of the competition, the content of the dialogue between all contestants and the organizer will be synchronized.

"Contestant Zhang Mengyu, may I ask what's wrong with you here?"

"No," Zhang Mengyu shook his head, "Don't worry, I've washed my feet, and I won't suffocate people to death. If the sk2 team loses in a while, and it is said that my feet have affected their performance, you must testify for me! "

"Mr. Zhang, are you planning to play with your feet?"

"Yeah!" Zhang Mengyu nodded, "Didn't Jan, the top laner of sk2, say that he will play with his feet in the next game? Just right, I'm actually more used to playing games with my feet."

"Hahahaha!" The audience in the audience burst into laughter, and a string of "66666" floated on the bullet screen in the live broadcast room.

"It's too coquettish, it's too coquettish!"

"The damage is not high, but the insult is great!"

"I know Mr. Zhang's tactics. He's planning to change the limit one by one. He knows that he can't beat the opponent's top laner, so he uses this aggressive method to make him play games with his feet. In this way, they will directly lose a general. If he doesn't fight with his feet, he's cowardly, even if they win in the end, they will be laughed at."

"Absolutely!"

"As expected of Mr. Zhang, this routine is like an old sow wearing a bra, one set after another!"

"This" the staff looked at the referee.

"What? There is a rule in the game that you can't play games with your feet?"

"There is really no such rule," the referee said helplessly, "then respect player Zhang Mengyu's operating habits!"

The staff stepped down, and the game immediately returned to the right track, but in the auditorium, waves of shouts had already sounded.

"Jan, hit it with your feet!"

"Yeah, didn't you say that you could win the last match with your feet? Wouldn't it be cowardly?"

"Trash, this is the world's number one top laner, isn't this title a mix-up?"

"It's okay, you just fight with your feet!" sk2's coach said, "Even so, the cooperation of the other four of us will crush them. If you choose a functional top laner, the jungler can help more on the road. Absolutely. Grab one!"

"it is good!"

The game started. Jan, the top laner of sk2, took the old driver Sion directly. This hero is fleshy and has control. When playing in a team, he just needs to stand in front and take damage. There is no need for difficult operations. Great for heroes who fight with their feet.

"Idiot, hit me with your feet." Zhang Menglong sneered, he had never considered the so-called tactics at all!
The Sanyuan Guiyi internal strength he practiced is not only the basis of the Sanyuan Guiyuan Qi, but also a trick to develop the potential of the human body and help people perfectly control any organ in the body.

Zhang Mengyu has already practiced the three-element-guiding mental method to a very deep level, and his strength has also reached 6 units of energy intensity, which is equivalent to a sixth-level mutant!
Whether it's fingers or toes, Zhang Mengyu can control everything perfectly. For him, there is no difference between playing games with hands and playing games with feet!
If there is, it is playing games with his feet, and he has to lie down. Playing games in this posture is more comfortable!

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

Wei En, the hero controlled by Zhang Mengyu, smoothly repaired the knife, and even clicked twice on the opposite Sion from time to time. On the other hand, the opponent's player only made up two of the six soldiers in the first wave, and lost half of his health.

"What the hell is he playing with his feet? Does he have fingers on his feet?"

"I can't beat it with my hands so smoothly!"

"He also uses bushes to avoid the damage of minions. This kind of operation requires clicking the mouse all the time!"

"Have you seen his moves? He has to move five times every time he ties a. Even if it is uzi, he only moves three times after tying a!"

"Fuck, the jungler is here, shameless!"

"Nimma, he moved and dodged the e of the wine barrel! Is this luck?"

"Outrageous!"

"He's killing it!"

"Kill! Kill! Don't let anyone go!"

"Double kill! He completed the double kill with his feet!"

"Fuck!"

"Mom!"

"My mother asked me why I watched the game on my knees!"

"Brothers, my kneeling posture is not standard."

"Hey, you kneel a little over, I have no place to kneel."

"Zhang Menglong, the eternal god!"

"How is this possible?" In the opposing sk2 camp, the top laner Jan was already in a bit of a mess.

He has played professionally for 10 years, and has won three world championships with Li He, but he never imagined that one day he would be double-killed by the opponent with both feet on the premise that he has jungle support. This is outrageous!
"Play the game with your hands!" Li He directed while operating.

"Captain, but"

"Winning or losing is more important than face. The audience will only remember you as the world champion, and won't care how you won!"

Jan nodded, and under numerous "shhs", he put down his feet and picked up the mouse and keyboard again.

At this time, Zhang Mengyu also moved his body. When everyone felt that he had to switch hands to operate, Zhang Mengyu changed to a more comfortable position and lay down, took a cup of coffee beside him and drank it .

"He will continue to play games with his feet!"

"This is actually an e-sports Olympic Games?"

"Murderous people, if this sk2 can still lose, they can apologize to the people of the whole country."

"Nimma, no, Mr. Zhang rushed up!"

"He moved to avoid Sion's knock-up control!"

"He moved again to avoid the big move of Sion's iron chain!"

"He's stuck in range, and Sion can't even touch him!"

"Solo kill again!"

"Zhang Meng is awesome!"

The arena that was gloomy and gloomy a few minutes ago boiled instantly!
(End of this chapter)

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