Caishen Live Room [E-sports]

The yellow sand is rolling, constantly scraping the abandoned factory covered with rust.

A few tumbleweeds lightly jumped to the distant sand dunes, looking for water sources suitable for survival.

In the next second, this secluded place became a battlefield in contention.

The sketch soared into the air, and launched the big move "drawing like life" towards the hamster ball ambushing behind the house.Its body decomposed into fine blue particles, and then aggregated into a new form in an instant.

In order to ensure the support and output in the rear, the two hamster balls began to mediate.

Squeak.Squeak.

Cannon fire!

Roll the ball to avoid the shells and activate the shield!

The chubby hamsters drilled out of the armor, and each controlled the muzzle to fire. The two sides cast their skills at the same time, and their movements and expressions were exactly the same, as funny as looking in a mirror.

But the contest is still brutal.

The real hamster ball found the right opportunity, took advantage of the terrain and crashed from a high altitude, and knocked the hamster ball copied from the sketch down from the second floor of the factory.This is an excellent operation, and it can continue to suppress the firepower of the replica hamster ball in the future.But what caught it off guard was that its teammates were hiding behind the iron door on the first floor.

Dai Tuo, who was invisible, planned to hack the blood bag here to prevent the enemy from resupplying. Unexpectedly, a hamster ball would suddenly fall from the sky, and he was too frightened to move.

In order to avoid the attack, the duplicate hamster ball rolled around, blocking Dai Tuo behind the door.

The crash and artillery caused a lot of damage, Dai Tuo was forced to appear, and then died on the spot.

Dai Tuo: "..."

Real Hamster Ball: "..."

Bai picked up a head, copied the hamster ball and immediately completed the charging of the ultimate move.

It throws out the grappling hook, bounces to the center of the target point, and casts the big move "Minefield".

The real hamster ball couldn't dodge it, touched two landmines, was impacted by a series of explosions, and fell into the gold melting furnace beside it.

Billowing heat steamed up.

The red molten metal at the bottom was bubbling and tumbling, shooting out countless sparks, which would melt through the muscles and bones if touched even slightly.

It's time for the big sketch.

The fluorescent blue particles reassembled into its original appearance.

Just when it thought the opponent was going to die, it saw the real hamster ball swinging a very high parabola, barely entangled the upper steel frame with the grapple, managed to escape from the melting gold furnace, and crashed into the center of the target point.

Teammate Shan Mulian accurately threw a bottle of biological medicine at it, and gave it three life-saving needles in succession.

The real hamster ball is full of blood.

It rolls all over the field in the shape of a ball, causing pressure on the enemy.

At the same time, the single-eyed lotus is enlarged, giving it the blessing of adrenaline, and its attack power and defense power are greatly enhanced.

The hamster ball bravely rushed into the target point: "Zhi Zhi Zhi, come and walk the mine maze?"

The two sides launched a fierce battle here.

Regardless of other teammates, Dan Mulian hit all the strength to stabilize the blood line of the hamster ball.

The enemy in the target point is cleared.

They won!

Winning or losing is set, the game is over, but none of the 12 players quit the game.

The issue that the two parties are more concerned about at present is——

Who is the "Best of All"?

Both the real hamster ball and the sketched hamster ball have a very double-eyed performance, similar skill casting scenes, and the same number of kills. They want to know who the system will judge is better.

After a short wait, the "best of all" screen appeared.

The camera showed the real hamster ball. In the handsome appearance, the little hamster got out of the armor and jumped up and down.

The six players on the opposite side quit the game unwillingly.

Hamster Ball received five likes from teammates on the settlement interface.

Su Mingye moved his wrist.

The extreme operation of swinging the hamster ball out of the melting furnace just now put a lot of burden on his wrist.This kind of operation often occurs on the field. If he is not protected by divine power, he will probably suffer from injuries such as tenosynovitis and carpal tunnel syndrome.It is conceivable that a top player like Kezo is almost using physical wear and tear in exchange for victory.

Kezhou's complaint came from the earphones: "It's so difficult. I never thought it was so difficult to use support before. It's also a sniper hero. Why can't I use Ludmila when I use Danmulian?"

Bo Mingye comforted: "The combat objectives of output and support are different, and there must be some incompatibility."

They didn't start a live broadcast, they just lined up in private.

If the audience in the live broadcast room saw this game, they would definitely guess whether the two had switched identities.

It is understandable that God of Cookery chooses a reloading hero. After all, he has been training his ability to be a tank shield recently, but who would have thought that Kezo would choose a support hero?

It's not that he has never seen him play a support hero, but if there are other people who can play support, then he usually won't choose such a role that is not suitable for him.He is used to charging and attacking from behind, and he is also used to supporting heroes to cooperate with his actions. He doesn't like hiding behind his teammates, and he has to take the initiative to cooperate with others.

But now he can't help being picky.

This is Kezhou's "sketch training".

He used to play heroes that he didn't use very often, just with the mentality of playing casually, knocking down if he misses a hit, and earning money if he hits a hit. Anyway, he won't be allowed to take these heroes in official games.

But now he has to take every hero playstyle seriously.

Originally, when he was sketching, he was simply practicing this hero, and the more he practiced, the more chaotic he became, and the more he practiced, the more anxious he became.

When Bo Mingye was practicing with him, he asked him to temporarily put down the sketches and turn to practice other heroes, accumulating manipulation experience from them.

This training method really worked.

In the final analysis, the copying of sketches is still "mere appearance", and many details cannot be reflected.

Each hero has its own unique operation essentials, which can only be fully displayed on their own bodies.

Now Kezhou is no longer obsessed with the difference between the hero copied by the sketch and the hero itself, nor is he obsessed with the mistakes that his conditioned reflexes will cause.He found that instead of forcing each skill of each hero to adapt to the sketch, it is better to regard them as temporary new skills, learn them on the body, and use them directly.

In this way, the numerical distinction becomes blurred, and he can rely on muscle memory to adapt quickly.

No matter what kind of hero he is copying, he can now switch operation modes calmly, and even if the connection is not perfect, he can already give fast and accurate feedback.

At the same time, Mingye Bo is also undergoing breakthrough training for "Undead" and "King Kong".

For 1000 undead quests, he did 67/1000.

For the task of tank heroes taking 3000 million damage, he completed 154/3000.

It's tough, but steady progress.

It's Silver Sail and Polar Day's lunch break.

Bo Mingye asked: "Do you want to play another round? Or do you want to sleep for a while?"

Ke Zhou stretched his waist and said: "No more fights, no more sleep, Mr. Shang has temporarily notified that there will be a meeting in the afternoon and asked all of our contracted players to attend, there is only 10 minutes of rest time left, and we can't do anything. "

Bo Mingye warned: "Okay, but you still have to pay attention to your body. The temperature has dropped recently. Don't rely on the air conditioner to just wear short sleeves to train. Also, pay attention to your wrists. Listen to the team doctor and masseur. Usually remember to put on the muscle effect patch, and put on the plaster when you need to put on the plaster, you know?"

Ke Zhou pouted: "But the plaster smells really bad."

"I think it smells good. It has a bit of the bitter scent of traditional Chinese medicine, and it can refresh your mind."

"Yes, is it? Do you like to smell it?" Ke Zhou said, "I think the cologne that Coach Zuo used a while ago smells good, but I didn't expect him to be such a boring person. I see something written on it Pines and cypresses have a faint aroma, and seem to be quite high-end, do you like this smell?"

Bo Mingye couldn't help laughing.

Zuo Zhen looked like a man of science and technology. If he said that he went to buy cologne by himself, no one would believe it. He didn't need to guess, he knew it must be a gift from Xia Shuang.Now the relationship between these two people is almost semi-public in Jizhou. Unfortunately, Kezhou only noticed the deep mountain pines and cypresses of the cologne. It is estimated that he is the only one in the team who still stays in the cognition of "the left coach is very boring".

Bo Mingye said: "Although the cologne smells good, I still think the smell of Chinese medicine is more special, and it is good for your hands. You often post it. When we play games together in the future, I will remember this smell." gone."

After thinking about it, I think it makes sense.

He agreed, and took out the plaster given by the chiropractor, and stuck it on his wrist.

Smell it closely, it seems to be very pleasant, and the smell is fresh and special, with a long-lasting fragrance, no worse than that cologne from deep mountain pines and cypresses.

The two chatted for a while, Ke Zhou was about to go to a meeting, and said reluctantly: "You can continue to train with me at night."

Bo Mingye said: "Okay, but I need to start a live broadcast at night, is it convenient for you?"

Ke Zhou said excitedly: "Convenience and convenience! I have been practicing other heroes with you these days. When I go online tonight, I will show you the progress of my sketch!"

Dare to show his sketches in the live broadcast room, it seems that he has really improved a lot.

Bo Mingye smiled and said, "Alright, I look forward to your performance tonight."

There was still class in the afternoon, and Su Mingye didn't have much time to rest.

He walked out of his studio, stretched his muscles a few times, and prepared to go to the next door to order a cup of coffee.Before he could step out of the gate, he saw the yellow-haired Wu Jinchun come in, holding two cups of coffee in his hand.

Bo Mingye asked: "Why is your hair yellow?" Wasn't it purple before?

Wu Jinchun handed him the paper bag containing two cups of coffee: "Don't mention it, the color has faded long ago. The team's training is too intense recently, and I don't have time to dye it again."

Bo Mingye took the coffee blankly: "I didn't order takeaway, did I?"

Wu Jinchun patted the yellow hair on his head: "Just... for you, and the other cup is for Mr. Xue, um."

Nothing to show courtesy?

Bo Mingye looked at him suspiciously.

The man was obviously holding back his words.

Bo Mingye put down the bag: "Let's talk first, what's the matter?"

If you can't help, you can't accept gifts from others in vain.

Wu Jinchun rushed to the door and shouted: "It's here, why are you standing there, come in!"

After a while, a boy came in from outside.

Wearing the team uniform of the Hunting Shadow trainee, he looked around, and finally settled on Bo Mingye.

It was an extremely indifferent look.