Caishen Live Room [E-sports]

Roswell was a little confused.

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

In a panic, he couldn't help but look at Kezhou, and found that this person seemed to be not surprised at all, and was trying to pierce through the stone blocking the road with the arrow in Yaodao Zhai's sleeve.

He didn't succeed, but was still very calm.

Not surprised at all...

Roswell thought to himself, is this the gap between himself and top professional players?

Esports is really interesting.

The real situation is——

Although it doesn't appear on the surface, Kezhou is actually very anxious.He knew Bo Mingye's state, how dare he let him struggle outside alone?He even imagined how this man was besieged by the three people opposite him and was brutally slaughtered.

How could he be killed right under his nose?

Ke Zhou is rarely impatient, but he has not lost his mind.

Neither he nor Roswell's ultimate moves have been cast yet. Unfortunately, the ultimate moves of Yaodaozhai and Daoist Wanjun are not suitable for dealing with these stones blocking the way.

So they still kept their big moves in unison.

If the heroes chosen at the beginning were Snowy Owl or Yo-Yo King, they can directly blow up the tomb passage with normal attacks now, but unfortunately not.And even if the bombardment can cause a lot of damage to them, the snowy owl on the opposite side can't help them "get out of trouble" at this time. It's too late for them to be happy.

In their eyes, Bo Mingye's single-eyed lotus is simply the best charging material. If they tortured for long enough, they might be able to save another big move.

What a rare battle situation.

The audience in the audience was a little tired at first, but now they are completely refreshed.

Intense discussions also took place in the organizer's live broadcast room.

[I always feel that I have seen similar scenes before...]

[I know the tomb passage will collapse, but I have never seen such a coincidence hahahahahaha! 】

[If you don’t understand, ask, can Yao Dao Zhai’s big move not cut stones? 】

[Forget about the stones, let's look at the weak, pitiful and helpless single-eyed lotus. 】

[It's over, it seems that this group can't even get the little dinosaur. 】

Under such heavy pressure, Bo Mingye calmed down instead.

He felt that he was destined to die, but he didn't feel that he would lose this match.

From another point of view, Kezhou and Roswell are trapped in the tomb passage and are safe for the time being.Both of them still have the big moves in their hands, so they won't be wasted easily.

If the opponent wants to attack them, they must be blown out.

But with the operation level of those two people, at most they would be blown into residual blood. As long as they find the right opportunity to cast their big moves after they come out, they can turn defeat into victory.

So what he has to do now is to try his best to deal with the enemy, find a way to return to the war room, and switch heroes.

Either Snowy Owl or Yo-Yo King would do, it's best if he blows up that catacomb so his teammates don't get hurt.If you still have the energy left, kill the medical saint on the way, because the medical saint still has a resurrection skill in his hand, in order to prevent the remaining blood teammates from using big moves for a long time, but the enemy is pulled back by the medical saint in an instant, he still wants to solve it first Get rid of this worry.

In the match just now, he discovered that the most troublesome thing for this group of champions was not the snowy owl, but the medical saint.The man was very cautious, moved in a strange position, and was good at hiding.

Save your teammates, kill the doctor.

Thin Mingye made clear his goal.

Of course, when he set his goals, he excluded his own special debuffs and evaluated them with the abilities of a regular player.

Ke Zhou and Roswell's sights in the game were blocked, and they could only look up at the big screen.

Their eyes were calm and confused.

Everyone in the audience and online held their breaths, waiting for Shan Mulian to be tortured to death.

I saw Dan Mulian shooting three poisonous needles in succession, and one of them missed.

Bo Mingye didn't expect to make a hit, he just wanted to break up the opponent's formation.

Then he began to control the single-eyed lotus to rush.

He changed two escape routes, but both were quickly seen through.It can't be said that his tactics are not good, it can only be said that every time he wants to jump up to a high ground or jump down a steep slope, he will stumble and waste time.

With this kind of operation, how could it not be bitten by the opponent.

Roswell commented blankly: "It's too good."

Ke Zhou glared at him fiercely: "Shut up! You know shit tactics at such a young age!"

Having said that, no matter how hard he tried to defend it, he couldn't cover up the fact that Bo Mingye was a "dish".

The barrage in the live broadcast room began to tease again.

[Hahahaha, I finally remembered where I have seen this kind of unlucky guy, is it you, the cooking god? 】

[Who is the God of Cooking? 】

[Don't say, it's a bit similar, but it shouldn't be, I feel that the cooking god is better than him. 】

[I also think that after all, he is the one who can cause Kezo to lose five consecutive games. 】

[If Kezo is here, he should still be able to drive this one. 】

[Don't think about it, let me emphasize again, Kezo has no shortage of graphics cards! 】

Roswell glanced at Bo Mingye in the middle, then at Kezhou over there, thoughtfully.

Shanmulian is still running away.

She can't hold a gun, which will affect her speed, and the master who controls her will not be able to aim.

Those three people surrounded and suppressed, and the snowy owl circled above Shan Mulian's head.

Bo Mingye knew that he was going to be caught up, but he didn't want to die yet, he didn't want to turn himself into a waste that would only drag him down.

He ran with all his strength, but mistakes followed one after another.

Loneliness and frustration poured in from all directions, constantly squeezing him, making him a little dazed...

Did no one come to rescue him?

The person who promised to lead him to victory, is he also powerless?

Maybe he shouldn't have dragged that person to sink with him?

Maybe one day, he will get tired of himself and let himself be hopelessly depressed.

Everyone in the world suffers, but when he starts again, it is still such a difficult road, and he can't help himself.

With such a dish, how to prove the truth?

Does the graphics card matter?

unimportant.

Is it important to become a god?

It doesn't matter either.

Where is the end, death or disappearance, what does it matter?

He just had a wish--

He has a thousand games he wants to win, not to become a god.

There is still most of my life that I want to spend safely.

I also want to fight with important people and touch those coveted glory together.

This kind of unwillingness and longing was so strong, so strong that his heart was beating violently, and it seemed that there was a deafening resonance, and it suddenly swept through his whole body.

The worries of teammates, the contempt of enemies, the sighs of the audience, the regretful laments of the host...

All away.

He seems to have sunk into the bottom of the sea, but also seems to be suspended in the sky.

At that moment, his sense of hearing, sight, and smell seemed to be infinitely magnified, covering the entire battlefield.

In the game, he seems to be able to hear the wind brought by every air flow, see every ray of energy transfer and changing color, and smell the dangerous breath of every burning particle.

And his divine power is slowly being consumed.

Time suddenly slowed down in his consciousness.

In this unreal world, he asked in amazement, "What is this?"

The voice replied: "Synesthesia. You used divine power to trigger the synesthesia of the five senses in the virtual world."

"Is it okay? Why didn't you tell me before?" Bo Mingye asked.

"Why should I tell you?" The voice was calm and unwavering, "This is a method that needs to be explored by yourself."

"Have any practitioners obtained such abilities before?"

"I don't know. Maybe there is, maybe not, it has nothing to do with you." The voice continued, "Remind you, every time you activate synesthesia, or other similar programs, you need to consume divine power. If you win 1000 games before you consume Light up, and you will also be swallowed by the sea of ​​entropy."

program.

Thomingo caught on to the word.

In the normal sense of human beings, the stimulation of one channel can only cause the sensation of that channel.But when synaesthesia occurs, the same stimulus can simultaneously cause the sensation of another channel or channels.

Since Mingye Bo is a combination of multiple channels, what he presents in his five senses is more like a strange four-dimensional space.

Here time is slowed down and space is cut.

They are divided into pieces, slices, strands.

So, this is a world full of fragmented light.

Bo Mingye clearly saw the path he traveled in this game, and the places where he stumbled or made mistakes before, as well as game bugs that he didn't usually notice, were all red traps in these broken lights.

Not only that, but he can see the paths of all his teammates and opponents.

They are presented as lines of different colors, encountering and entangled at different heights, triggering branches of mixed colors one by one.

As the builder of this virtual world, he can clearly tell who these lines belong to.

For example, the carved boat is colorful, shining with dreamlike colorful light.

Bo Mingye almost laughed out loud.

Is this the Lord of the Seven Gods under the Thunderbolt?

In the future timeline, these lines are all unstable dotted lines, but he can still see the red traps and the branches he may encounter.

Divine power helped him reconstruct the game.

Convey it to him through synaesthesia in his own way.

Bo Mingye was faintly excited, and really wanted to try this brand new way of playing.

Ke Zhou's expression froze.

On the big screen, Dan Mulian stopped abruptly, avoiding Snowy Owl's rocket launcher at an angle accurate to the millimeter.

This is not Homingo's fighting style.

To put it bluntly, this is not something he can do now.

Ke Zhou can see it with his own eyes.

Roswell frowned, he couldn't understand Bo Mingye's sudden change of action trajectory: "Shouldn't you go back to the war room to switch heroes as soon as possible? What are you doing?"

His idea was consistent with Thomingo's previous plan.

This guy switches heroes, gets them out first, and adapts later.

Even if this person failed to go back and was surrounded and killed by the opposite side, it didn't matter.His Admiralty CD is over, confident that they will survive when the tomb explodes, and their odds are still good.

But what is Danmulian doing now?

Are you procrastinating?

Bo Mingye didn't answer his question, he was very focused on this 3V3 duel.

Seeing that his route deviated again, Roswell wanted to say something, but Ke Zhou covered his mouth.

Yes, Ke Zhou left his seat for a short while, just to check on Bo Mingye's own status, and prevent this confused junior high school student from disturbing him.

Fortunately, there is nothing wrong with Bo Mingye, except for a layer of sweat on his forehead.

Ke Zhou sat back.

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and the barrage also started a heated discussion.

【No, what does he want? 】

[If you want to show off your cooking with such a dish, let's be smarter. 】

[But he escaped the siege just now, didn't you notice? 】

[Coincidentally, I will also go around in circles like this. 】

[It's not that you want to wait for the time to end and make a draw, right? 】

[Three-on-one draw?That's pretty cool too. 】

[No, I think he wants to make a comeback. 】

Ke Zhou put on the earphones again, and whispered softly: "He wants to make a comeback."

He didn't want to come back by rescuing his teammates, he wanted to come back by himself.

In just a few seconds, he seemed to see an e-sports player he had never seen before, adopting a risky tactic he had never seen before, showing a sharp edge in front of him.

This is not God of Cookery, nor is it Overload.

It is Susukino born out of the ground.