Rise

One round. Tian Lai Novel 『⒉

Two innings.

Three innings.

When the so1o round between Lin Feng and Han Lin had finished three full rounds, the audience in the audience had completely silenced.

The entire internet cafe hall fell into silence.

Only on the LCD monitor screen on the stage, the so1o battle in the fourth round was still unfolding extremely quickly.

Fourth game.

Han Lin played as the little murloc Fitz.

Lin Feng chose the trick enchantress, LeBlanc.

In the fifth minute of the game, the cunning enchantress under Lin Feng's control flashed away from the little murloc's e flash, and the backhand set of Qe skill two consecutively ignited a final flat a, and harvested Fitz's head first blood. Walk.

"First Blood (first blood)!——"

The kill announcement of the system's female voice resounded on the map again.

The game screen on the computer screen in front of Han Lin turned into a black and white TV again.

At this moment, the members of the Sentient Internet Café team standing behind Han Lin watching the battle were already speechless. Brother Han looked at them with a frighteningly pale face, but none of them could persuade them.

What can I say...

Having been with Han Lin for so long, they have never seen him like this.

No.

Maybe it's also because they have never encountered such a level of master challenge in the past. With Han Lin's strength as a former professional player, how has he ever been beaten into a four-game losing streak by so1o?

It was as if, in front of that student boy named "Lin Feng", their Brother Han had no strength to fight back at all.

She was crushed to death, crushed and beaten from beginning to end.

You must know that even though they have retired, their brother Han's strength level is still the top level among passers-by, but the kid on the other side played so easily and calmly, this strength...

The eyelids of several members of the sentient beings Internet cafe team twitched:

Isn't it also at least above the professional level?

Another round of so1o ended, Lin Feng shook his head, his eyes fell on Han Lin who was not far away, and he said in a flat tone:

"You can't beat me."

If this sentence was placed more than an hour ago, the Internet cafe guests and audience in the audience would not be happy to hear it, and then there would be a lot of ridicule. How old are you, you dare to say such big things to our God Han, Have you eaten bear heart and leopard gall?

But at this moment, when Lin Feng said these words, the audience was silent again.

No one refuted.

Speechless.

The owner of the Internet cafe Zhou Kang’s lips were trembling too at this moment. What the hell is this guy’s origin? Then what kind of internet cafe? It's hard to understand why an ace player can play like this.

And Han Zi is the same, what the hell is going on, what the kid said is right, you really can't do it, so why are you still so stubborn to continue looking for torture, and you think they are being slapped in the face by Internet cafes Wasn't it bad enough?

Standing behind Lin Feng, Dou Zi, Zeng Rui, Tang Bingyao and Jingong Ying were also slightly stunned when they heard Lin Feng's words.

Then Dou Zi first showed a look of sudden approval:

"Yeah!"

"Fengfeng has always been so domineering, we must have this kind of aura to make trouble!"

Jingu Sakura next to her also nodded slightly in agreement:

"The former professional player on the opposite side is indeed too self-indulgent, and he should be taught a lesson."

However, in comparison, Tang Bingyao and Zeng Rui, who were more familiar with Lin Feng, did not speak at this time. The girl pursed her lips and looked at Lin Feng, her eyes twinkling slightly, bewildered and somewhat puzzled.

Fengzi's tone of voice now...

It doesn't seem the same as usual.

Zeng Rui's eyes were lowered, he didn't make a sound, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

...

Listening to Lin Feng's unkind comments,

Han Lin's face turned blue and white for a long time, but he gritted his teeth after a long time:

"One more round!"

But this time when he said it, his tone already seemed a little pale and weak.

After all, it has lost four games in a row.

Even the teammates behind him and even the Internet cafe guests in the audience could tell that even though he had gone all out, he was no match for Lin Feng at all.

Now he can no longer use the excuse of "less runes" as an excuse.

Indeed, skills are not as good as people.

Lin Feng looked at Han Lin seriously:

"Four innings, that's two thousand yuan."

"If you lose another game, it will be another five hundred. Do you still have money?"

A kind reminder made Han Lin's face even more embarrassed——

yes.

The first 5V5 match was 700 yuan. If you add the four consecutive so1o rounds just now, he would already have to spend a total of 2700 yuan. With his monthly salary at Zhongsheng Internet Cafe, it is already close to If you run out of ammunition and food, you simply cannot afford such a huge expenditure.

"You know you can't beat it, so why continue?"

Looking at Han Lin whose face was turning blue and red, Lin Feng asked again.

Han Lin lowered his head and clenched his hands tightly into fists, but he couldn't say a word.

yes.

Why continue.

Facts have proved that the opponent's strength is indeed far stronger than his own. Even if he starts another round, it will be nothing more than giving money to the opponent. Even his teammates and the Internet cafe owner Zhou Kang have persuaded him to let him go. don't continue.

So……

What reason does he have to continue?

It seems that all the objective reality is telling him that it is a foolish thing to continue to do such a meaningless challenge.

But--

Clenching his fist tightly, he didn't even feel the tingling pain caused by his nails going into his palm. Han Lin gritted his teeth tightly, but the flame in his eyes was still burning——

But.

He is just not reconciled!

Not reconciled, as a former professional player, why can't even beat an ordinary-looking student passer-by.

Not reconciled, he used to be proud of being a professional e-sports player. Even after retiring, he still regards such a title as his most proud and cherished honor. How could he be so casually accepted by an ordinary Passers-by knocked down?

Not reconciled, the glory that belongs to a professional e-sports player, which he carried, was taken away so feebly.

Not reconciled.

Not reconciled!

Not reconciled! !

His palm was almost bleeding from his fingernails, but the cruel reality of losing four games in a row made Han Lin feel powerless to speak, and he couldn't refute Lin Feng's question at all.

He could only lower his head, his figure was as bleak as the most embarrassing and frustrated loser.

But he was unwilling to bow his head no matter what.

He doesn't want to give up.

Even at this time, he still tried hard to support and maintain his most cherished honor.

Until the next moment——

Han Lin heard a voice:

"oh."

"All right."

Subconsciously raised his head, he saw Lin Feng not far away looking at him with a relaxed expression, and stretched out a finger to him:

"Then, one last round."

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