The Age of Machines

Chapter 1138 Cooperation
A magician's single body, with a precise cooling time, can cause almost unlimited damage.Compared with range skills, it is easier to hit players like thieves.

Yan Xuan showed a wave of operations, and Beixi saw it, and finally sighed helplessly.

Just because all the eight consecutive skills hit Weishengmo, with its precise calculation of skill release and cooling time, and its ability to predict, players will only think of one person first.

It is estimated that some people have begun to doubt Yan Xuan's identity.

"Impossible?"

"Yanxuan should be in Shengshi studio now, so I don't have time to come out to compete. Besides, the names are different."

"Yan Yan, Yan Xuan... Is there such a coincidence in this name?"

"What if this Yanyan is a fan of the Great God Yanxuan, let's pay him a tribute with almost the same name."

"I've only seen this skill in Yan Xuan. If you say that masters imitate, in fact, masters will not imitate at all. They all have their own style of play and style. If you are really a master, there is no need to imitate Yan Xuan. Playing style, magicians are not the most powerful single-handed skills!"

There are also many ways of playing the magician.

It's just that Yan Xuan likes to hit the single player out of the same range, because it's much more technical.However, this does not mean that the magician's other styles of play are not technical.

Only Yan Xuan likes single-target skills.When he competed before, among the magician's skills, there were only two out of twenty skills, and three were range skills.He is a different kind of magician, but also the strongest.

After the whole game, Yan Yan's magician showed superb skills.At this level of players, why bother to imitate others?
Some players feel that something is wrong the more they think about it.

Fatty and the others sat in front of the screen, watching Yan Yan start to show the operation regardless of others, they couldn't sit still anymore.

The old monk's expression became serious, and he said to Xiao Fei, "You send a message to the boss. If he insists on a match with Wei Shengmo, he won't be able to finish the fight in 5 minutes. And it is estimated that some people are already suspecting him." identity."

"boom!"

The fox slammed his fists on the table, and the cup fell down, and the water spilled all over the floor. "Can this person keep his word once?!"

The fat man hurried to wipe the table with a paper towel.

"If the fight continues, everyone will know that he is Yan Xuan."

Xiao Fei said helplessly: "That's not the person you're used to, now complaining and cursing are of no use."

The fox sneered, "I'm not used to it." After a pause, "If I could beat him, I would have tortured him hundreds of times to make him remember."

The old man sighed, "Calm down, I don't think many people think of it now. Xiao Fei, have you sent it?"

Xiao Fei nodded, tapping his fingers flexibly on the keyboard. "If I post it, it depends on whether he can cooperate. If he is not willing, it will be useless to post it."

Several people looked at the screen again and again.

Yan Xuan is still dealing with Wei Shengmo's approach, Wei Shengmo is indeed the first person who can make him serious.Still thinking about countermeasures, a message box suddenly popped up in front of him. Under the mask, Yan Xuan frowned slightly.

Only he can see this message box.

It belongs to Xiao Fei.

Yan Xuan glanced at the left side, the scepter lifted a skill slightly, and landed on the ground, a slight afterimage of ink flashed by, Yan Xuan felt displeased.

He still wants to fight!
But Xiao Fei's news is already an ultimatum. Regardless of whether he wins or loses this game, his reputation will be lost anyway, and the competition may really have to start again.

And the name of the white shark may have to be destroyed by him.

Seeing that Yan Xuan was still obsessed with micro-creation, Xiao Fei was so anxious that he quickly sent a few messages.Yan Xuan didn't seem to see it. At this time, in the eyes of others, he was on high alert for Wei Shengmo to assassinate him.

Xiao Fei raised his head and wailed, "No, he doesn't plan to talk to me at all."

I don't want to give up this game at all.

The old man leaned on the table and stared at the screen for a few seconds, then said with a smile, "He is hesitating."

Xiaofei was crying, and there were 2 minutes left, which was the 5 minutes that Mu Lang said.Otherwise, Yan Xuan's side is really dangerous, and the game exposed himself.

Very serious consequences.

It doesn't matter if they lose their jobs, but if the reputation of the studio is ruined, who would dare to use them in the future...

Fatty came over, "Xiao Fei, give me a place."

"what?"

Xiao Fei was stunned for a moment, then got up and let the fat man sit at the main control seat.

The fat man nimbly tapped the keyboard, and one message was sent to Yan Xuan, and then another message was sent to Wei Shengmo.

The other three people who watched him operate were somewhat surprised, "What did you send Weishengmo?"

The fat man pursed his lips, "Let him help with this."

"Huh?" Xiao Fei felt a little ridiculous. "Will he be willing?"

I always feel that people like Wei Shengmo have almost the same temperament as Yan Xuan, if they meet an opponent in PK, they will definitely want to decide the outcome.

This is the so-called competitiveness and self-esteem.

"Even if he is willing to help, isn't the boss unwilling?" Xiao Fei hesitated.

"No." The fox stroked his chin, squinted his eyes and said, "Maybe the two of you can reach a consensus."

what?
At this time, just looking at the screen, Weishengmo approached Yan Xuan at a speed that was invisible in the blink of an eye. Yanxuan probably didn't react to this speed, and was stunned by him, Weishengmo began to pile up again, perhaps because of the previous With Yan Xuan's hand speed, he didn't wait for the next control, but directly used the finisher at the moment when the seconds were running out.

Tens of thousands of critical strikes caused overwhelming exclamations from the audience.

Nearly [-] critical strikes?!
"I'm afraid it's a quadruple crit?"

"What luck..."

The people in the legend group were also filled with emotion.As we all know, the crit rate of thieves has always been very high, and Wei Shengmo can also say that as long as he accumulates a few finishing moves, he will get [-]% crit.But in general, the multiples of critical strikes are also probable.

The normal player's trigger rate is double, the trigger rate of triple is 5.00%, the trigger rate of quadruple is [-]%, the trigger rate of six times is [-]%, and the trigger rate of eight times is [-]%.

On the PK stage, players rarely see thieves hitting twice as much crit, because it is difficult to trigger.That probability is no joke.

It can be said that Weisheng Mozhe's finishing move was extremely lucky.

"Our boss is indeed a thief favored by the heavens, hahahaha." Hongjiao raised his head and laughed.

This can be said to be the first thief player in the arena to hit a quadruple crit.

Yan Yan was running out of blood now, and was slightly stunned by the damage caused by the other party. As a result, Wei Shengmo sneaked for a moment, quenched the poison with the dagger, and wiped his neck.

Ding, you are poisoned, and you are paralyzed for three seconds.Weishengmo danced behind him, as if weaving a dance of death.

In the end, Yan Xuan once again showed a wave of divine hand speed, and the shield covered one to escape, but Wei Shengmo had already predicted it, and the wind was blowing under his feet, [Wind Walk]!
The two of them landed in the same position almost at the same time. Yan Xuan wore the shield and raised his scepter to attack regardless of his attack, but Wei Shengmo didn't give him a chance. His eyes passed.

Blind.

Yan Xuan paused, but continued to attack, Wei Shengmo kicked again to interrupt the skill, and then showed a ghostly step to go around behind, and in the blink of an eye, only a blood-colored light and shadow fell across Yan Yan's neck.

Yan Yan's blood volume bottomed out instantly.

Kneeling half-kneeling on the PK stage holding the scepter, the mask concealed his expression which made it impossible to guess.

This... lost?
All this happened too fast, and within 15 seconds, some of them were still discussing that Yan Yan, a magician, was too good at single-handed skills. Unexpectedly, Weishengmo immediately sped up the pace after a stunning crit.

And then ended the game with lightning speed?
For five seconds, there was no sound in the arena, and then the players reacted one after another, stood up and applauded in confusion, and cheers followed.

But the 4-minute game was really exciting.Don't judge heroes by victory or defeat, today's players remember this magician named Yanyan.

On the PK stage, Yan Yan got up and looked at Wei Shengmo.The teeth under the mask have long since been worn down.

Weishengmo threw the dagger, spun it in mid-air and landed on the palm of his hand again. He looked at Yan Yan and said indifferently: "I will keep this account in my mind, and you will be blessed."

Putting the dagger into the sleeve, Wei Shengmo jumped off the arena and left the arena.

Yan Yan also left quickly.

Everyone else was cheering Wei Shengmo's victory, but Beixi felt that he won it inexplicably.

Even if the speed of the micro-ink was increased, Yan Xuan could still detect the direction of its movement and make predictions or defenses in his highly alert state at the time.

But he was still hit, and Wei Shengmo directly hit a quadruple critical strike. Of course, Beixi didn't question the quadruple critical strike. After all, everyone has luck.

What Beixi was speechless was that after Yan Xuan was hit by Wei Shengmo's damage, he deliberately paused, as if he was surprised by his damage.

If at the beginning of the PK, Yan Xuan was surprised and dazed by some aspects of Weishengmo, it might be reasonable, after all, he had just fought against Weishengmo, and he didn't know the level of people very well.

If he was surprised, it might be that the other party was beyond his expectation.

For a high-level professional player, in the situation just now, his first reaction should never be to be surprised, but to fight back.

That's Yan Xuan's level.

Since the real level of operation is revealed, it means that he is serious, and he still loses if he is serious.

Beixi felt baffled.

It would be a lie to say that there is no trick in this.

Who knows what Yan Xuan is thinking.

Beixi knew Weishengmo well, and it was not difficult for the other party to see that Yanxuan was not up to standard in the end.

wrong…

Beixi recalled the game a few seconds ago.

The more you think about it, the worse it gets.

"Shh."

Under the suspicious eyes of others, Beixi stood up suddenly, with an uncertain expression, and said, "I'm going back to the temple."

Beixi left quickly.

Ningmeng looked at the pocket watch rabbit, "Beibei doesn't look very happy. Could it be that Master Weishengmo is not happy that she won?"

The pocket watch rabbit is also puzzled.

"Perhaps I suddenly thought of something about the temple."

There is no saying that you will be unhappy if you win the game.

Beixi left the bar and immediately called Weishengmo.It was almost a second over there.

"Beibei, miss me?"

Beixi wasn't very excited when he heard his tone. If he really won the opponent, there was no need for Beixi to make this call. With this person's virtue, he called her immediately after the game to claim credit.

Bei Xi said: "I watched the game."

"Um…"

This reaction is definitely tricky.

"If you really win him, you won't react like this. Tell me, what happened?"

There was silence for four seconds.

"You know me so well?" He laughed softly.

Beixi said: "Of course I know my people best."

Under the mask, Wei Shengmo was already smiling.

It's actually quite simple.

That is, when he was thinking about how to get close to the opponent, he suddenly received a message asking him to help Yan Xuan lose the match.

Because it was mentioned that Beixi had called Yanxuan to give up the game, Wei Shengmo didn't think too much about it, and out of the idea that Beixi was the best, he agreed directly.

As for Yan Xuan's side, the two of them didn't communicate at all, and they cooperated surprisingly, and played a reverse scene for the whole prosperous world to see.

"Your quadruple critical strike is the opponent's manipulation?"

"It should be. I haven't typed it out on weekdays."

Mobilize the crit rate on the spot...

Should Beixi send a pennant to those people to thank them for their evil deeds?
This prosperous age is really like their toy.

If it weren't for the studio being more outrageous in the future, Beixi really wouldn't care about Yan Xuan's life and death.

"I really want to have a serious fight with him." Wei Shengmo's tone was somewhat regretful.

Beixi comforted: "There will definitely be opportunities in the future."

If nothing happened to Yan Xuan, he might be able to stay in the prosperous age forever.

But this time he is willing to cooperate with Weishengmo, losing this game still surprised Beixi.This person seems to be concerned with the overall situation.

For things like PK, you can come to them in private, but this person has to move to the stage, and Beixi doesn't understand it very well.

After talking to Weishengmo a few more words, Beixi hung up the phone, returned to the temple and continued to be busy with her own affairs.

Although the game ended with Wei Shengmo winning, the name Yan Xuan was still mentioned by the players.It's just that Yan Yan lost to Wei Shengmo in the end, and some players still didn't believe that the great god in their hearts would lose, and the saying that Yan Yan was Yan Xuan was quickly faded.

Now the quarter-finals are advanced, and there is the last match, at [-] pm, the PK match between Jiujiu and Tucheng President Liangchen Weiliang of the Legendary Group of the Machine Age.

The last four will be decided between the two.However, some players are already looking forward to the next semi-finals.

At this moment, within Shengshi Company.

Yan Xuan and the others arrived at the conference room 10 minutes late.

After being trained for an hour, I returned to the monitoring room.Yan Xuan squatted on the chair, rubbed his neck, and said calmly: "Mulang is talking more and more nonsense."

The fat man handed over the milk, "Boss, here, replenish your strength."

Yan Xuan took it, took a sip, slurped it a few times, and looked at Fatty and the others: "When will we do the offline activities?"

"I don't know."

"We are not responsible for this. It depends on whether the company has a plan. If they don't, there will be no offline activities, not online."

Yan Xuan was taken aback for a moment, then put the milk on the table with a "smack".

"No, I must fight Weishengmo again."

(End of this chapter)