The third day of the All-Star Game, audience game.

"This year's All-Star Audience Game uses a button-pressing method to draw spectators to the stage. If you want to compete with professional players, please press the button at hand as soon as possible. The first person to press it will win. Opportunity to play against professional players." The emcee introduced, and the field was filled with excitement, "The first one is Zhang Jiale, the captain of Baihua, and the second one is Zhang Wei, the demon scholar of Baihua."

I was talking to my mother: "Then when the All-Stars are over, you and my dad will leave directly?"

Mom nodded: "Well, your captain told me, he can just pick you up and go."

Then my mother said, "Your captain is a good man. I think he is trustworthy and has a good temper."

"That's not true," I said proudly, as if I was being praised, "I'm my idol."

My mother rolled her eyes at me and pointed at the big screen, "Didn't you say you were going up for this one? You were about to press the button."

"Oh." I immediately put my hands on the button.

Suddenly, the screen lights up and I press the button instantly.

"The fastest player in this game is No. 18 in the third row of Area C. Wait, do you think this seat number seems familiar?"

The emcee looked at the big screen and said.

The moment I stood up, the spotlight hit me and all the eyes of the audience were focused on me. Zhang Jiale was sitting on the player bench and gestured to me from a distance.

Some viewers shouted: "A shady event, it's definitely a shady event. Baihua allows their players to gain popularity in advance."

Someone else said: "Then what's the matter? The home team is Baihua, and they don't let anyone play all the tricks. Maybe they are really fast."

The emcee looked around, held the headset and seemed to say something, and then said with a smile: "If there is any shady story, just take a look at the speed of pressing the buttons."

A table appeared on the big screen, and a list was clearly listed from top to bottom. The first one was No. 18 in the third row of Area C, which was exactly 2 seconds faster than No. 0.01.

At first glance, you can tell that this picture was not made in advance, but in fact it has nothing to do with hand speed...

I smiled.

Sitting in the competition room, this was my first PK with Zhang Jiale's large-scale Dazzling Hundred Blossoms. In fact, if possible, I would have preferred to use Trichosanthes, a magician, to fight, but remembering Sun Zheping's instructions, I had to give up.

After inserting the card, Zhaoyang Feiyan appeared on the big screen, and immediately there was discussion below.

Before, they thought that this Zhaoyang Feiyan was not the other Zhaoyang Feiyan, and that it might be someone else with the same name. But when the audience confirmed that this was the Zhaoyang Feiyan in their hearts, they became uneasy.

"Holy shit, this kid is really using this Zhaoyang Feiyan." An older man said with a shit face, "This girl interrupted my 100th game."

Others looked at me with silent looks, losing the 100th game, this is such a shame.

"Damn, isn't there a post on the forum saying that this is Zhang Jiale's trumpet?" Another audience member said, "All the major guilds know how many bosses Zhaoyang Feiyan snatched for Baihua Valley."

"Good guy, the operator of Zhaoyang Feiyan is underage! Shame on you!"

……

I couldn't hear all this talk.

I'm just trying my best to defeat the person on the other side.

Zhang Jiale shook the mouse quickly, and before he knew it, a thin layer of sweat formed on his forehead.

He had a ridiculous idea. In fact, the person in front of him was his future self who traveled back in time to prank him. Otherwise, how could he...

How could he show him all the play styles he was considering in the future?

This made him feel like he was competing against his future self.

Every detail and every operation of Zhaoyang Feiyan has been swirling in Zhang Jiale's head, and he even secretly wanted to use it as a trick for next season.

But how could she understand so well.

Zhang Jiale's mind couldn't help but think of what Zhaoyang Feiyan once said to Qianhua Charming when they first met.

"Are you also a fan of Zhang Jiale? It's the first time I've seen a face that looks so similar to him, and it still has that unique charm."

The girl's slightly surprised and excited words rang in his ears again, and Zhang Jiale's face showed a mixture of confusion and joy.

If you get to know someone so well that you can even predict their future direction, what kind of love would that be?

If I could hear Zhang Jiale's voice, I would definitely feel guilty.

But now I can't control that much. My men keep working, and the crisp tapping sound of the keyboard almost becomes a piece of music. With a flick of the mouse, I fly my gun and distance myself from Dazzling Hundred Blossoms.

The advantage of Yinwu is reflected at this time. On the correction field, Yinwu is decisive.

Zhaoyang Feiyan put his hands in his pockets. In just an instant, countless hand mines flew out. It was hard to believe how he could perform so many operations in one instant. I secretly felt that my hand speed might have improved a lot. few.

Regular sounds continued to sound, and there was already a light and shadow in front of me.

If it's a solo PK, it's really difficult to break through Baihua Style, especially if it's the same profession.

...give it a try.

I bit my lip and briefly simulated the scene on the other side in my mind. I immediately threw out the Gatling gun and pressed it with my hand. The bullets flew straight to the opposite side, and there was no sound of hitting in the headset.

But in just a split second, three anti-tank guns broke through the light and shadow and surrounded Dazzling Hundred Blossoms.

Hit.

The opponent was stunned by the three anti-tank guns that were caught off guard. I kept pressing the mouse and threw various weapons with special effects. The sound of changing magazines sounded regularly in the headset, and it was dazzling. The blood volume plummeted.

Suddenly, Zhaoyang Feiyan approached Dazzling Hundred Blossoms.

Even the professional players were a little confused for a moment.

Yu Wenzhou looked at the light and shadow effects that filled the screen with a serious expression on his face.

"...Captain, Sister Yanyan is thinking," Huang Shaotian watched in astonishment as the female ammunition recipient dodged the skill but did not distance herself, "...is this gun body skill?"

"When she clicked on skill points at the beginning, a large part of her clicked on physical skills. She probably also understood that she would never be able to beat the opponent just by copying the opponent's fighting style." Yu Wenzhou said.

"So, sister Yanyan wants to defeat Zhang Jiale in close combat? Damn it, you can't. You are so confident."

"Because of this, she just wanted to try it..."

Zhaoyang Feiyan on the big screen flashed a set of skills in an instant, not too far or too close.

"She has already controlled this rhythm. It is probably that someone is teaching her how to control the rhythm." Yu Wenzhou analyzed, "But in actual combat... I have to say that this may be the first time she has used this idea in actual combat, but Amazing enough.”

"She is completely integrated into this rhythm. Every operation is performed at the most appropriate time." But Yu Wenzhou shook his head again, "But she can't beat Zhang Jiale."

"Why why? Captain, please continue talking."

"Haha..." Yu Wenzhou smiled like a spring breeze, "If Sun Zheping and Zhang Jiale were to have a fight, what would be the winning rate of both sides?"

"Hmm...[-]/[-]?"

"What if it's Sun Zheping who played three years less than Zhang Jiale?"

"...Ah." Huang Shaotian suddenly realized, "Are you saying that Sister Yanyan now completely relies on the rhythm? This is indeed a big drawback. Once someone breaks the rhythm, it will be difficult to get out. Although the rhythm of this wave is very good, there seems to be someone whose tactics are more suitable for sister Yanyan..."

"Ye Qiu." Yu Wenzhou continued, "Perhaps what Rong Yan lacks now is this...she is almost perfect. Sometimes, this kind of talent may not be compensated by hard work. Is God's will on people? ?”

Yu Wenzhou was silent for a moment.

"God's will..."

An almost impossible idea was quietly carved into his mind.

Lost.

I sighed, still a little unwilling.

He clenched his hands into fists and slammed the table, feeling extremely depressed.

There was a sudden knock on the door outside. It might have been a staff member urging me to leave quickly. I pulled out the card and stood up, rubbing the smooth surface of the card rather distractedly.

Zhang Jiale is already outside.

"You did a good job." When I got closer to him, he said softly, "This will be a good start."

My depressed mood was relieved by these words, and I nodded, "Indeed, I feel like I have caught something."

The emcee came over with a smile: "Sister Rong Yan played very well, but I think the audience here has a question. In the game just now, did you integrate the sharpshooter's gun skills into your fighting style? "

I blinked, "That's right."

"Very innovative. Thank you to these two for bringing us a visual feast." The emcee took the lead in applauding. "Next, we will draw lucky viewers again to participate in the next audience competition... "

I sat in the audience, feeling a little tired for a while. Before he could do anything, his phone rang. It was Zhang Jiale.

Aemoji stars: I have a new idea

Aemoji Star: When the All-Star Game is over, go to the training room and I will talk to you in detail.

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