It's not easy being a hostess

Su Wei wished she could rush up to the stage and give her a meme.

If you can't make it to the stage, you can still do it. She put her hand to her mouth and blew a fox kiss.

Leng Siqing smiled deeper.

The second game, the entertainment game.

The host selected six lucky viewers on the spot and mixed them in two teams.

The Audience Welfare Bureau, the anchor team and the club team all received supernatural powers, played back and forth, released the water and released the Pacific Ocean.

After 15 minutes, the blue team won, and the situation was very "coincidentally" tied at 1-1.

At this time, the audience in the audience automatically divided into two camps, cheering for Leng Siqing and Yin Yangxi equally.

"Leng Siqing!"

"Leng Siqing!"

"..."

"Yin Yangxi!"

"Yin Yangxi!"

"..."

The host stood in the middle to stir up the atmosphere: "The audience is blessed, the peak duel between the kings is about to begin!"

Audience: Oh oh oh!

Yin Yangxi raised his right hand high, he is bound to win, and he will be ashamed.

Leng Siqing took a deep breath, and the cheers of mountains and tsunamis in her ears pulled her back to the arena back then in an instant.The voices of teammates' arguments and coaches' shouts were intertwined in her chest, and her blood was boiling with excitement!

Leng Siqing, Yin Yangxi, and the two generations of wild kings looked at each other from left to right, and they all saw a word in each other's eyes - win!

Host: "Stop talking nonsense, please take your seats, the competition will start immediately!"

Su Wei clenched her hands unconsciously and stared at the big screen with her breath held.

Leng Siqing used her iconic hero Xuanyi Assassin, while Yin Yangxi chose this year's new hero Reaper.

He used Death God in the first round, but in the end he fell under Leng Siqing's mage because of his carelessness. He was very unwilling and insisted on getting up wherever he fell.

The assassin's weapon is a dagger, which has a fast attack speed and a short skill cooldown time. In contrast, the death sickle has a larger attack range and a second longer cooldown time.

Leng Siqing's assassin has all the qualities necessary for a good hunter, patience, decisiveness, and alertness.

As the leader of the new generation, Yin Yangxi is not far behind. His anticipation ability, reaction speed and positioning all show unique talents.

No one dares to take it lightly when two top masters meet on a narrow road.

Leng Siqing took advantage of her incomparable mobility to attack first, and the assassin rushed out from behind Death God, slashing at his throat.

The sharp blade brushed past the skin, leaving a red bloodstain. The god of death escaped the fatal knife at a critical moment, but the assassin was still with him.

Leng Siqing presses forward step by step, using offense as defense, not giving Yin Yangxi the slightest chance to breathe.

Yin Yangxi put away his arrogance and was extremely calm. While avoiding the assassin's attack, he retreated to the grass.

Once the target is lost, the assassin can only explore with his own body, which will be a fatal step!

Leng Siqing saw his thoughts and slowed down her attack.

At this moment, the blood bar of the assassin is 80.00% five, and the blood bar of the god of death is 70.00%.

The host explained: "The scene seems to have reached a stalemate. The god of death's defensive armor has the effect of slowly recovering blood. It will be very disadvantageous for Mr. Leng to continue waiting."

That's right, facing the melee jungler Reaper, Leng Siqing can't procrastinate, and must end the battle in the middle and early stages.

Holding the displacement of the second skill, Leng Siqing stepped into the dangerous grass.

Yin Yangxi was waiting for her!

The host's voice became excited: "The scythe of death has been brandished, how should the hooked assassin deal with it?"

"The situation is reversed! The assassin's blood line has dropped below 50.00%, which is very dangerous!"

"Beautiful! Teacher Leng jumped back and escaped successfully, but what should she do next?"

At present, the blood bar of the assassin is 40.00% three, and the blood bar of the god of death is 50.00% two.

Leng Siqing narrowed her eyes, made a feint, and pretended to escape over the wall, but turned around quickly, catching Yang Xi by surprise.

She not only moves fast, but also moves faster!

Sell ​​armor in a few leaps and trade it all for attack bonuses.

Death's blood line avalanche all the way, 40.00%, 30.00%, 20.00%...

Yin Yangxi also changed equipment at an astonishing speed, with a green halo around her body.

Ten percent, 5.00 percent, percent...

Leng Siqing raised the knife and dropped it.

--zero!

The god of death uttered a mournful cry, and dissipated into black mist.

The audience burst into applause, and Su Wei jumped up from the chair, her tail almost shaking off.

But Leng Siqing didn't move, neither did Yin Yangxi.

The assassin on the big screen is leaning forward, his arms are bent, his blade is forward, and he is still preparing for battle!

Host: "The competition is not over yet, whether the Resurrection Armor can really save his life is up to you!"

In the game, black mist gathers, and there is a familiar figure in the mist.

The assassin's dagger and the death sickle were swung almost simultaneously.

After three seconds.

Victory and defeat.

Yin Yangxi threw away the mouse and slumped on the chair, the clothes on her back were soaked with sweat.

Leng Siqing took off her earphones, stood up, walked up to Yin Yangxi, and stretched out her hand.

"Congratulations."

Yin Yangxi looked at her hand in a daze, and after a while, raised her hand.

Just when the two hands were about to hold each other, there was a sudden commotion from the audience, and there was an unusual exclamation.

Su Wei looked for her reputation, and suddenly met a pair of red eyes, and saw that the man was breaking through the railing, trying to rush to the stage.

The man wore a turban of "Goddess Leng No. [-] in the world" on his head, and he rejected the security guard with his eyes wide open.

"How could the No. [-] Wild King of the Goddess National Server lose! Shady, it must be a shady! You play black games, make bad money, and insult the spirit of e-sports!"

The host's face changed suddenly, and he immediately looked at the staff in the audience.

Yin Yangxi put down his half-raised hand, stood up angrily, and prepared to have a real PK, let that person experience for himself whether he is strong enough and whether there is any shady scene.

Leng Siqing stopped Yin Yangxi, ignored his distorted face, picked up the microphone, and walked to the center of the stage.

"First, the technical decline is a fact, and the reasons include but are not limited to the following: slower hand speed with age, lack of high-intensity training, and shifting focus of work.

Second, as a streamer, I don’t think it’s a bad thing to cater to the market and change myself. I don’t think I’m doing well enough and need to improve a lot.

Third, thank you for liking me, but I will not always be that professional player at the top, and people cannot dwell on the past forever. "

The cold voice quickly cooled down the scene and extinguished the man's faith.

"No, it's impossible!" the man yelled.

He would rather believe that God has fallen than believe that God will shed his godhead one day and turn back into a human being, an ordinary person.

Leng Siqing knows that many media and businesses want to portray her as a "myth" in the e-sports circle, but she is not, she is just an ordinary player who loves games, because she is not reconciled to people's drawing of "women" and "handicapped". The equal sign, so I took a breath to prove myself, that's all.

She fixedly looked at the fanatical fan who lost her soul in the audience, and said slowly:

"I've decided to move forward, and I hope you will too."

The voice was not loud, but with a force that could not be ignored, it reached the bottom of everyone's heart.

Su Wei's heart was ups and downs, she thought, this woman is so damn charming.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Sanli Qingfeng. .

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