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Chapter 787 You're Unworthy

After Wen Xun won seven consecutive victories, he faced Mo Yan in the eighth game.

At this time, the audience can be said to be completely boiling, and the light boards in the auditorium are evenly divided into two colors, one is the red Chinese character "Xun", and the other is the blue English name "Moy".

However, due to the ubiquity of Chinese people, the Chinese red in the audience obviously wrapped up the blue area.

And just by listening to the live broadcast, you can feel how enthusiastic the shouting is.

It should be regarded as one of the most grand games of all time.

After a short break, the camera of the director switched to the scene, and the host was about to announce the start of the next round of the lottery racing round.

Who knew that at this moment, Mo Yan was gearing up to stare at Wen Xun who was facing him, but Wen Xun suddenly raised his hand to call a timeout.

"What's the purpose of pausing at this time?" Xia Qianhan picked his teeth with a toothpick, a little puzzled, "Don't make any fools."

Soon, the referee of the game went over to ask about the situation. Because the director didn't turn the camera, Wen Xun's too good-looking face was always on the camera. He was talking with the referee, but he couldn't hear the sound.

Wen Xun didn't seem to say much, Xia Qianhan stared at it for a long time, and asked Luo Xia in a daze: "What is he talking about?"

Luo Xia squinted her eyes and looked at her. Her lip language was not very good, but she could tell the general idea, but this time she didn't dare to deny the content, "It seems to be... a different number? "

"Change number?" Xia Qianhan was also shocked when he heard this, "Did you read it wrong?"

Luo Xia was also not sure, after all, Wen Xun only said that one sentence, and she didn't know if she saw it wrongly.

Afterwards, the referee who was talking to Wen Xun nodded, then turned and walked away. Wen Xun moved the mouse a few times, and a few seconds later, Wen Xun raised his hand again to signal to the broadcaster, indicating that the game can continue .

On the other hand, Mo Yan saw Wen Xun's actions, raised his eyebrows slightly, sat on the gaming chair in a very awkward posture, and gave Wen Xun a few very provocative expressions from time to time, the director cut to him There is no meaning of expression management at all.

Wen Xun never looked at him, and even hung the headset around his neck and didn't bother to wear it.

When the game was announced and started to enter the preparation page, a surprising scene appeared on the big screen of the game.

The big screen that was supposed to write players, countries, and account numbers suddenly appeared under Wen Xun's name: Xie Xia Yiren.

Everyone at the scene suddenly exclaimed, unbelievable.

Even Xia Qianhan's eyes widened in an instant, and he raised his legs and jumped onto the sofa in disbelief, "I rely on him to really change my number? Why don't you use your fucking number?"

Seeing this, Rorschach blinked his eyes and felt surprised, "He used my number to play this kind of match? What's the reason?"

This version is indeed very popular for the magic stab class, but Wen Xun won the first seven rounds without blinking, so there is no reason to change his name because he is afraid of silent words.

And even if he changed his number, he would definitely not be as comfortable with his own number.

Luo Xia didn't know why, and the people at the scene were even more puzzled. Many people couldn't figure out what Wen Xun's intention was for this operation.

Although the MW league allows account changes, the professional league of "Lost City" is not a unified game account, it is the account savings accumulated by the players themselves over the years, whether it is smooth or not is very important.

What's more, for such an important matter as the lottery, no one dared to take risks.

However, Wen Xun just changed it, and changed Luo Xia's inscription without saying a word.

"Fuck, he moved my inscription again!" Noticing this, Rorschach frowned instantly, and almost smashed the computer when he went up, "Is he courting death?"

Wen Xun moved her full set of Dafa wearing inscriptions a few times before, and it was quite troublesome to change them back. This time it happened again, and Luo Xia was very annoyed.

Xia Qianhan was afraid that his new computer would die for no reason, so he quickly pulled Luo Xia back to the sofa, then calmed down a bit, and watched the live broadcast of the game on the computer.

Mo Yan was also obviously confused by Wen Xun. He didn't move for ten seconds at the beginning. When the director turned the camera, it was obvious that Mo Yan looked at Wen Xun with "why?"

He also wanted to justifiably blow up Wen Xun, and then let the ID with the spelling of Wen Xun's name fall at his character's feet.

Who knew that Wen Xun would make such a move on him?
Thinking about it, Mo Yan began to type on the keyboard angrily.

Wen Xun raised his eyebrows and glanced at Mo Yan coolly, then moved his fingers to the keyboard.

The text exchanges between the enemy and the enemy in the game can be seen by the audience. At this time, tens of millions of people around the world who are watching the live broadcast have seen such a group of dialogues in which gunpowder hits the water——

【Germany】Lorid Moy: Didn't we decide to fight the first assassin? But what are you doing now?

([Germany] Loreid Mo Yan: Didn't you agree to kill the first assassin? What's going on with you?)
And Wen Xun replied unhurriedly——

【China】Wen Xun: You are not worthy.

People who play heads-up are generally very cautious, so they rely a lot on wearing headphones to judge the opponent's position, but at this time Wen Xun didn't even want to wear headphones, and rushed to silently after typing a line of Chinese hastily.

At this time, Mo Yan hadn't reacted yet, so when Wen Xun rushed to his face with his skills, he remembered to resist, and most of his blood was lost.

Immediately, Mo Yan shifted to distance himself, Wen Xun didn't give him a chance at all, and dropped the exam in seconds.

The screen soon showed Wen Xun's victory in the eighth game.

In the 1-minute game, 45 seconds were spent typing and chatting, and Mo Yan didn't even have time to resist.

Obviously, this made Mo Yan very upset at being beaten, stood up and threw the earphones on the table, and looked at Wen Xun extremely dissatisfied.

If he was not still on stage, he seemed to want to beat Wen Xun up.

At this time, Xia Qianhan "tsk tsk" twice, "I think if Mo Yan could understand Wen Xunfa's Chinese, he would probably have suffered a cerebral hemorrhage."

Luo Xia also followed Xia Qianhan's "tsk tsk", "Wen Xun is too good, did you see that he was completely passive when his third skill was taken up?"

"Don't tell me it's my name." Luo Xia looked disgusted, still thinking about how to deal with her pile of passive inscriptions and the person who moved them.

During the intermission, the commentator on stage asked Wen Xun what he thought about changing his number just now, and then mentioned again what Mo Yan said about the killing of the first assassin, and asked him what he thought.

Wen Xun didn't want to talk too much, and felt that if he spoke English so that they could understand directly, there would definitely be more questions, so Wen Xun replied in Chinese indifferently: "Before I came, my brother-in-law said that we should fight Use, he is the number one assassin."

When the words fell, Wen Xun turned around and left without saying a word, but the Chinese fans in the audience screamed and covered the audience in an instant.

(End of this chapter)