Ni Shuihan: Qionghua White Feather drops at the beginning!

Lin Xiao touched his nose and reluctantly followed the leader into the ring.

He also didn't expect that there would come a day when he would need to post an injury map.

Where can’t Lin Ameng go with this ID?

Normally, he is the one who leads the team and leads the team, so it is quite normal that there is no instant damage map. However, during this period, Lin Xiao started to join the wild team, so this thing is still necessary.

He believes very much in his skills and his account ratings.

But looking at his 75 refined equipment, Lin Xiao curled his lips: "No way... Ningshuang's account already has orange weapons, why don't I have orange weapons?"

"And that guy Qi An is also planning to do Chengwu. No...my number can't be too high on the crotch."

Lin Xiao thought about it and put "being a Chengwu" on the agenda.

Excluding the leader, there are only three people left in a team.

Lin Xiao ranked second in the list of injuries per second, based on a total damage of 10 million as the standard.

The guy in front of me, his damage per second was stable at about 60,000 at first, which was pretty good. But gradually, his damage per second dropped, to around 5 million damage, and his damage per second dropped below five. Ten thousand, and finally ran for 40,000 all the way.

"Okay, just retreat on your own. You won't be able to sustain your injuries for a second. The internal strength of the equipment should be okay, but the operation is not good."

Wan Jian said, his tone was merciless and could be considered indifferent.

The man had no choice but to exit the queue obediently, and the man behind Lin Xiao immediately sent a message.

"Damn, the pressure is even greater bro..."

"Brother, while I'm about to hit you, can you stop turning on the mic and wait until I finish the damage before you talk?"

Lin Xiao burst into laughter, this guy succeeded in amusing him.

"Okay, next, Lin... A Meng."

When Wan Jian said this, he paused for a moment, but quickly came to his senses.

"Are you... Lin Ameng?"

"Yes."

Lin Xiao immediately turned on the mic.

"Holy shit, Lin Ameng? I'm your fan!"

Wan Jian's sense of pressure from the group leader disappeared without a trace in an instant with these words.

Lin Xiao raised his eyebrows, not surprised.

Probably Wan Jian didn't look at his ID when he first joined the team. Now this behavior is actually normal.

Then, he chuckled: "Can I start?"

"Okay, let's start the fight!"

"Although you are Lin Ameng, you may be live broadcasting now, but... you will never be partial! The instant damage map must be used."

Wan Jian said, his tone even carrying a hint of pride.

Just kidding, what are the chances of getting Lin Ameng to be obedient and get hurt in seconds? Still not sure?

Lin Xiao smiled helplessly, immediately stepped forward, locked on the wooden stake and began to inflict injuries instantly.

For him, who suffered 130,000 to 40,000 seconds of damage per shot in the last version, in this version, despite some suppression, the damage per second is still ridiculously high.

"Ninety thousand?"

Lin Xiao's first attack was inflicted close to 100,000 injuries per second, and Wan Jian couldn't help shouting in shock.

However, this was not what shocked him the most. In the next ten minutes, Lin Xiao maintained an injury of around 90,000 per second.

After a long time, people will get tired of operating, but this is only for ordinary people. For Lin Xiao, this is not a problem at all.

Because as time goes by, as long as he notices a slight decline in his condition, he will raise his mental power to a higher level.

Therefore, after finishing the fight, Lin Xiao's damage per second was actually as high as 9.4, which was only lower than when the fight started.

"Shall I strangle you? This... this is the new version of the wooden stake. It can be damaged in a second, right?"

"No one can exceed 100,000, right?"

Wan Jian was shocked and speechless. He fancied Lin Xiao mainly because of his luck.

To be honest, he envied Lin Xiao's luck. Every time Lin Xiao washed his internal energy on live broadcast, he would automatically take over for himself.

The kind that makes you laugh every night when you dream.

Now, Wan Jian felt Lin Xiao's strength intuitively for the first time.

In MMO games, the combat power of an account can determine the upper limit of the damage this account can do, but the detailed operation is an opportunity to break this upper limit.

Some people's accounts are top-level accounts. If they are played by a mobile phone player with average skills, they can only play one-third of the strength of this account.

The damage per second is not even as good as one-click combo.

But if you give a top player like Lin Xiao, the right combination of skills, release timing, and back-swing cancellation, the damage can be maximized.

At the same time, it can also deal a lot of additional superimposed damage, and some people can even calculate the probability of a brilliant day.

When other people play games, they just play casually and pass the time, but when people like this play games, they just treat it as a research topic.

"Brilliant!"

Wan Jian felt a lot in his heart, but in the end he just summed it up into one sentence: "Awesome".

He was really convinced by Lin Xiao.

"Huh, can I join the team?"

Lin Xiao exhaled and waved his hands.

The operation was very serious just now, and it was a little laborious. Now he only feels that his fingers are very sore.

"Of course, of course!"

Wan Jian immediately turned into a bitch.

Barrage: "You are simply embarrassing Ni Shuihan, the leader of the two-character ID team!"

"I seem to see my sworn brother, who is also the leader of the group and has the same two-letter ID, but when I see the boss, I have the same reaction..."

"The B box was pulled down all of a sudden. Damn it, Brother Face Changer, don't be too funny."

The barrage nicknamed Wan Jian "Brother Changing Face". If we compare before and after, it is quite appropriate to be called "Brother Changing Face".

Then, there was the last buddy.

The person lined up behind Lin Xiao was a Jiuling.

"Phew, you've made me stronger!"

His tone was timid, pretending to be relaxed.

"If you can hide from the first grade, you can't hide from the fifteenth. You can hide from Tang San, but you can't hide from Xiao Yan. Okay, calm down, kid, come on!"

He muttered to himself, and Lin Xiao was almost amused by this guy again.

What could escape Tang San but not Xiao Yan? What the hell is this?

The barrage was filled with laughter. From the moment this guy appeared until now, he has been full of jokes.

It seems very unreliable, but it can also liven up the atmosphere.

Lin Xiao felt that being friends with such a person would be very happy and relaxing.

He suddenly had the idea of ​​drawing people into his fixed teammate group. Even if such a person could be used as a mascot, it would be very good.

Jiuling's ID was "Chicheng", and Lin Xiao silently took note of it and wrote down the name.

After refreshing the field, Chicheng went straight to the wooden stakes. He was as fierce as a tiger in one move, and he was injured 85,000 times in a second!

At this time, even Lin Xiao was shocked: "Eighty-five thousand?"

"Brother, your damage is quite high this second. Why are you pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger?"

Chicheng coughed lightly: "No, ah no, I...I'm nervous!"