handicapped god, 666

Only three words came from the other end.

"Little black house."

When Ye Xinping saw it, his heart sank, and he quickly sent messages to beg for mercy, but those messages could not be sent out. Obviously, he had been blacklisted by the other party. Ye Xinping could only cry sadly, and even wanted to chop off his own hand for a while. , finally met Ding Yang, and got the consent to contact him, and he was killed by himself in less than a few minutes... He looked hopeless.

After Ding Yang pulled Ye Xinping into the blacklist, he put away the phone expressionlessly, obviously not intending to use it anymore, raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on the big screen, unwilling to give any charity to the miserable man below. Looking at a certain bastard here.

"Are you a friend?" Han Lin asked suddenly.

Ding Yang was startled, turned his head to look at Han Lin, realized that the other party was asking about the message just sent, he hesitated for a while, then nodded.

He looked at Han Lin, he was really not sure if the other party heard it, but the other party's attitude was too natural, if he really heard it, why should he react?

Of course, Ding Yang didn't expect Gao Tianyu's reaction from Han Lin, but he shouldn't be so flat. Thinking of this, he calmed down again, so he withdrew his gaze and watched the game seriously.

After this round, Ye Xin'an came on stage.

Because he didn't know the details of Ye Xin'an before, Ding Yang didn't pay much attention to him. At most, he was a self-proclaimed apprentice, so he observed his style of play and wanted to know how much he could learn through the video, but now After knowing it, I watched it more, and then felt that if this person had been exposed to games earlier, he might be better than Ye Xinping.

However, with Ye Xin'an's current level, winning the championship is still a bit of a mystery, but the opponent has only been in touch with the game for less than a year, and has never played it before. To be able to enter the Crusades in such a short period of time, his talent is indescribable.

Compared with other people, Ye Xin'an can still be involved with him after all, so Ding Yang watched it with great interest.

When Han Lin turned his head over, from his angle, he could see Ding Yang's eyes under the lens from the side, the folds glowed, and he seemed to pay more attention to it than in the morning.

Han Lin looked back at the screen, and after the round ended, he asked Ding Yang, "Who do you think will win?"

Ding Yang was looking at the record on the screen. When he heard Han Lin's question, he turned his head to look at him. He probably didn't expect him to ask such a question, so he was a little surprised, but he still responded, "Fang Zuoyi."

His tone was a little casual, as if he was just talking casually, but it gave off a hint of certainty.

"Are you optimistic about him?" Han Lin asked.

He knew who Fang Zuoyi was, but among the 13 people, his performance didn't seem to be too good. There were winners and losers in the morning game, and he didn't understand why Ding Yang thought he would win.

"The strength is solid and the mood is good." Ding Yang replied quickly.

Fang Zuoyi was the runner-up of his championship, so Ding Yang had fought against him as a matter of course. In fact, if he hadn't gotten into the bar, Fang Zuoyi would have been the champion of that championship. You must know that Fang Zuoyi was the champion before he won the championship The person with the highest voice, but it was a pity that the final result fell through everyone's glasses. After all, he was too young at that time. At that time, all the contestants in the semi-finals who were older than him were at least three years old.

After these few years, Fang Zuoyi is also in his 20s. He looks the same as before, except that he is a little more mature and vicissitudes of life.

Hand speed is limited by age. Although it can be improved through exercise, it will gradually decrease with age, so Ding Yang can see that Fang Zuoyi's hand speed is not as sharp as before.

But playing online games is not only about hand speed, but also about operation awareness. Fang Zuoyi has also participated in the Crusaders several times in the past few years, and he has entered the top five every time. Yes, if it weren't for bad luck, I would have got it long ago.

The two times that Ding Yang was most impressed with Fang Zuoyi's results were runner-ups, one with himself, and the other with... Ye Xinping.

Thinking about it this way, when this person saw Ye Xin'an's name appearing on the list, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Probably thinking about this fucking fate?

Although Han Lin also watched the Crusades and could recognize the previous contestants, he didn't know as well as Ding Yang. He just looked at Ding Yang's face and thought he was serious, so he didn't ask any more questions. Secretly, he paid attention to the person named Fang Zuoyi.

After the game ended in the afternoon, Ye Xin'an lost two of the eight games, while Fang Zuoyi only lost one. Both of them had high records, and there was a lot of support for them on the Internet, especially Ye Xin'an. After all, it was rumored that he was Yangshen's apprentice.

Gao Tianyu saw this while surfing the forum, and said a few words angrily, "These fools! If they are really the disciples of the great gods, how could they lose, and they lost two games!"

Since Ding Yang already knew the relationship between the other party and himself, he couldn't pretend to be deaf and dumb anymore, but he couldn't tell the truth directly, so he said vaguely: "Even an apprentice may lose."

When Gao Tianyu heard this, he immediately looked at Ding Yang with wide eyes, and was very aggressive towards Ding Yang, "Master thinks that he is really an apprentice of a great god?"

Ding Yang raised his hand and touched his nose, "Even if he's not an apprentice, it might have something to do with it."

It was probably because Ding Yang rarely said so many words in front of them, and the others all looked at him curiously, especially when Gao Tianyu said it earlier, Ding Yang was still silent, why did he come out to speak for the other party now?

They didn't mean that Ding Yang was bad. After all, Gao Tianyu was too extreme in this matter. Except for He Xuye who was a little bit in the mood to tease each other, the other two didn't bother to pay attention to it at all. Fans with brains could express their understanding.

Ding Yang lowered his head to meet other people's gaze, because everyone else was taller than him. As soon as he lowered his head, the brim of his hat covered his face, revealing only a slightly pointed and clean chin.

"What do you mean?" Gao Tianyu probably felt that Ding Yang's attitude was strange, so he couldn't help asking in doubt.

It was impossible for Ding Yang to tell the truth. After thinking for a while, he said, "I remember that there was a man named Ye Xinping in the Crusaders who had a good relationship with Yang...Young Master."

Ding Yang didn't really like people calling him Yangshen, because he felt awkward. Although Yang Shao didn't like it very much, it was better than the word "Shen", at least it didn't feel so pretentious.

But even so, it was still a very strange thing to say from his own mouth.

A few people seemed to have not noticed his pause, or had no time to pay attention, because Ding Yang's words made them suddenly think that the man was called "Ye Xin'an". A real apprentice, maybe he has pointed it out, and the rumors are not necessarily groundless, maybe this matter has been known, and if it is passed on, he becomes an apprentice. Others use the word "professed" for this.