The First Assassin[Esports]

The author has something to say: Today is a bit later!But still spicier!

The game isn't over yet.

Under the pressure of Bai Tu, Fu Xunshu, who single-handedly killed Wei Lin, planned to retreat. His health bar dropped too fast, and the sword energy of the two moves was like a rainbow—even if the releaser of one of the moves died halfway, the released move would not Disappeared - dodged half a move, the damage of the remaining one and a half moves was taken, and with this amount of blood left, he would die if the opposite dark elf made a hidden arrow.

In order to kill Wei Lin, Fu Xunshu just manipulated the character to take two steps out of the place covered by the shadow of the dark demon, and only needs to step back twice...

bass.

The bright sword light came towards him, Bai Tu did not know when he went around behind him and blocked his retreat.

Two steps away, four feet.Zhao Zi also manipulated the dark demon to approach him, the shadow was about to cover the assassin and the swordsman, but the white-haired swordsman's sword was faster!

The sword light formed an arc, and struck the assassin's waist and abdomen like lightning.

——cut in half!

The pink-haired assassin took a wrong step and leaned back, caught a glimpse of blue light out of the corner of his eye, and immediately stopped his subconscious retreat, bent his knees and squatted, lowered his body and rubbed his body against the sword light.

"Did he die!?" Bobobi yelled uncontrollably.

Nanfeng: "No! Pay attention, the assassin is stepping on the blue formation, and player Yu Qing placed a blue formation just right. This is also the strongest defensive skill in Free. It takes five seconds to make the teammates in it immune to all damage. !"

brush! !bass! !

The metal hummed and roared sharply, and the arc formed by the sword light sliced ​​across the pink-haired assassin's chest, but nothing happened.

The dagger slid sideways, pointing at the swordsman's fragile throat.

The counterattack belonging to the assassin has arrived.

The battle situation turned upside down in an instant.

At this time, the assassin blocked the swordsman's retreat route, and the shadow of the dark demon was slowly approaching...

Today is the home of THEONE team. Two-thirds of the audience are fans of THEONE team. At this critical moment, many people can't help but cover their eyes.

They don't want and don't want to see the number one swordsman in the alliance, the White Sword God, the light in their hearts fall from the altar.

Some emotional fans even whimpered and turned their faces away as if to avoid themselves.

But in the next second, the slight clicking sound of the flash bottle seemed to be amplified silently, and the audience looked at the big screen in a daze.

Fu Xunshu's perspective was flashed.

On the field, the assassin's actions froze for a moment.

The swordsman was able to breathe.

The magician's rescue made the fans' hearts drop back, but in an instant, the earth roared, vines burst out of the ground, and the sky filled with dust covered the god-like figure of the white-haired swordsman.

The priest of THEONE raised the cross, but was blocked by the swordsman of PK.

Ji Ran's heart skipped a beat when he saw the familiar modeling.

In the past, Yu Feng also stood in front of him like this, blocking the enemy's hidden arrows for him and his teammates.

Less than two seconds.

Ji Ran watched helplessly as his captain's health bar went from half to bottom.

His heart sank into the cold, dark seabed at the same time.

...lost.

They lost.

The moment they took off their earphones, the five players of THEONE heard the exclamation of the commentary: "Congratulations to the PK team for winning the first game of the No.2 season with a score of 1:11!"

On the way to the stage to shake hands, Wei Lin stared so intently at the wonderful replay on the screen that he almost bumped into the Chu River in front of him.

Chu He turned his head and glanced at him. Although there was no sense of condemnation, Wei Lin blushed and kept apologizing, still glancing at the screen from time to time.

The league will capture the highlights of the game and play them repeatedly after the game.

What Wei Lin watched was the moment when he was killed in the third attack.

He has always been curious about how the newcomer from PK suddenly appeared beside him without him noticing.

Moreover, the first backstab only scratched a trace of blood, the ultimate backstab should have entered the cd, and none of the assassin's remaining moves could kill him in one move.

When he saw it for the third time, Wei Lin's eyes widened.

It was not until the fourth play that the doubts in my heart were settled.

The assassin's backstab did enter CD, but Fu Xunshu didn't just deliver one blow in the next short time.

He's out, three strikes.

The backstab was followed by Bloodfang, and the final two hits were a draw.

The mediocre Ping A, in online games, is a move that players don't even bother to use.

However, these four attacks hit exactly the same location.

System Judgment: Double the damage if two attacks hit the same position.

It was this double crit that took away all of Wei Lin's remaining health in one wave.

Compared with the terrifying damage of the double critical strike, what surprised Wei Lin even more was the speed and accuracy of Fu Xunshu's moves.

Even because the move was too fast, Wei Lin had to watch the replay four times to be completely sure of this fact.

On the stage, two teams lined up and stood facing each other. Wei Lin was at the end of the team, facing Fu Xunshu.

As league rookies, their positions are all at the bottom.

When shaking hands, Wei Lin stared at the boy's hand for a long time.

The fingers are slender, the phalanges are distinct, and the nails are round. Any movement is pleasing to the eye.

Wei Lin couldn't help curling his fingers, and said sincerely: "You are so good, you are completely suppressed by you on the field."

The boy opposite seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then laughed.

It was a very restrained, comforting smile.

He said: "Thank you, but you are not bad, don't underestimate yourself."

After Fu Xunshu finished speaking, he let go of his hand.

At the front of the team, Bai Tu was not in a high mood, with a trace of grievance on his expressionless face, and he didn't even have a trace of force in his harsh words, "Next time, wait. We will win."

"Then it will take at least four months." The league's double round-robin system determined this point, Luo Tingzhou's lips curled up slightly, "Besides, next time it's our home game, it's not certain who will win."

Bai Tu's answer was that he let go of Luo Tingzhou's hand angrily, and led the team members away without looking back.

Fu Xunshu followed the team back to the backstage lounge, and after an interview with the entire team, he was told that there was another interview waiting for him.

"There's one more?" Fu Xunshu was full of doubts.

Zhao Zi also explained: "For the MVP of each game, there will be a separate interview after the game. It will be broadcast live, and many fans will focus on this moment."

Fu Xunshu frowned, and Zhao Ziyi continued: "The method of judging MVP is similar to what the outside world knows, such as the number of kills, the amount of damage, or the contribution of key damage. But what the outside world doesn't know is that the alliance has a certain value for newcomers. special treatment."

Fu Xunshu pursed his lips, his expression seemed somewhat stubborn for no reason.

Luo Tingzhou waved his hand and asked everyone to go out, "Three minutes, I will comfort the children in the team, and the interview will not be delayed."

When only Fu Xunshu and Luo Tingzhou were left in the room, Luo Tingzhou dropped the serious expression on his face and kicked Fu Xunshu with his toes, "Aren't you happy about being given special treatment?"

Fu Xunshu bowed his head, pinched Luo Tingzhou between his feet and wanted to kick him, "If I say yes, how will the captain comfort me?"

Luo Tingzhou asked back: "How do you want to comfort? Can verbal comfort be okay?"

"Okay."

Immediately before Luo Tingzhou could speak to comfort him, Fu Xunshu grabbed his lips and tongue violently, sucking up the sweet liquid, and they couldn't part for a while before they separated.

Fu Xunshu exhaled like blue, gently brushing Luo Tingzhou's pink cheeks.

"Thank you Captain, I'm much better."

True verbal comfort.

Luo Tingzhou pushed away the person on him, and scolded: "You're a good boy!"

The obedient person was shameless and came over to beg for a kiss again, but after being blocked by Luo Tingzhou's raised hand, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, there are no surveillance cameras in the lounge, right?"

Luo Tingzhou's body froze, his palms were wet immediately, and he was ashamed and annoyed: "You!?"

"Don't worry, I've read it, no." Fu Xunshu wrapped one hand around the slender wrist and played with it, "The captain is so easy to be shy, so what should we do with the bet we made before? Is the captain going to renege on his debt?"

Mentioning this, Luo Tingzhou subconsciously wanted to escape, but his hands and feet were pinched, and he was forced to be trapped in this narrow place and could not break free.

Seeing the resisting and slightly embarrassed expression on Luo Tingzhou's face, Fu Xunshu restrained himself, let go of his hand, stood up and said, "This matter is not urgent, I will wait until the captain is mentally prepared before mentioning it."

He walked towards the gate and was about to be interviewed when Luo Tingzhou, who had adjusted his breathing behind him, said, "Today's MVP, anyone with eyes knows, you deserve it."

"It's not some preferential treatment for newcomers, it's the honor you deserve."

Speaking of this, the owner of the voice seemed to have made some decision, and his tone became dry, but extremely serious: "As for our bet, Xiaoshu, just wait for me."

Fu Xunshu's heart was so sore that the doorknob under him bounced back, and he pressed it down again.

The vague unhappiness in his heart dissipated, as Luo Tingzhou said, he was going to meet his own glory.

"How does player Fu Xunshu feel about winning this MVP?"

"I would like to thank my teammates. Without their excellent support, I would not have been able to get this MVP."

"In this competition, player Fu Xunshu brought us many points to be discovered in the game, such as squatting on trees and hanging upside down from golden hooks. Do you especially like to tinker with these weird things?"

"Yes, everything in the game is worth digging deep into. This is what makes Free so attractive, isn't it?"

"..."

The manager of the PK team had greeted him in advance, and the reporters didn't dare to ask sharp questions, but the newcomer's answer was too watertight! ?

Is this really an adult child?

"The last question, I would like to ask player Fu Xunshu what he thinks of player Wei Lin, who is also a rookie in Season [-]? After all, you killed him twice in a row, and the second time you used the output of player Baitu to slap his head , do you have any grudges against contestant Wei Lin?"

warrior!

The reporters present couldn't help but cast respectful glances at this person.

They've had enough of the fake peaceful interviews!This eye-catching question and answer and excitement is what they are after!

Wang Heng below also glared at the reporter with eyes that looked like he was about to cut someone to pieces.

He was worried that Fu Xunshu would spit out some sharp and frivolous words. Once it was spread through the live broadcast, it might not be a hot search every minute.

What PK rookie's arrogance/bad words/eyes above the top/just won a game and then diss the same period... He has already thought of the title!

And the majority of Free players may feel bad for Fu Xunshu, who won the game, as soon as they have a good impression.

Even judging from Fu Xunshu's attitude towards the previous issues, the probability of this happening is extremely small.

But Wang Heng still couldn't help worrying.

Facing the eager eyes of the reporters present, Fu Xunshu thought for a moment, and then slowly said: "First, these are two questions. Secondly, as far as I am concerned, I don't have any opinion on Wei Lin of the THEONE team. I don't have much contact with him. If you don’t know enough, it’s hard to come up with any special opinions.”

"Every player who stands in the league is worthy of respect, but at the same time, in order to win, no matter who is standing in front of me, I will go all out."

"So there is hatred, it is pure nonsense."