Chapter 30 Just Imitation

The game begins.

One side is the undead and the other side is the orcs. Xiao Liu's undead appears in the upper left corner of the IE map. Wang Xiran is in the upper right corner of the map, which can be seen clearly on the big screen.

Mr. Han and the students in the class want to see the same object. They all want to see Xiao Liu's opening, so Mr. Han just gave Wang Xiran's orc a shot to know the beginning of the family, so he went to the upper left corner to see what Xiao Liu's undead was like and wanted to see to what extent this novice's beginning could be.

Wang Xiran brought a headset, and basically couldn't hear the voices of the people in the class outside, but the sound of the game. Now her orcs, a regular opening, as soon as the BA altar was completed, she directly clicked on the swordsman, and then the hard work also went directly to the upper left corner. The same is true for Wang Xiran. She wants to know Xiao Liu At the beginning of the game, even if Xiao Liu knows that he can beat a crazy computer, this is completely different from the human game.

During this period, although Wang Xiran's fingers never stopped on the keyboard, she still took time to look at the reaction of the students in the class. If Xiao Liu made any mistakes, the students in the class should react, but Wang Xiran could not see the reaction of the students in the class when he looked at it, only It's normal. In the past, she knew that Xiao Liu should not have made any low-level mistakes, which surprised her a little.

When the hard worker arrived at the rotten ground of the dead, Wang Xiran saw Xiao Liu's building. It was a very conventional ghoul opening. The heroes had been clicked down, and there was nothing different. It seemed that Xiao Liu's self-study on Xiao Liu last night was not wasted at all. Wang Xiran thought so.

Wang Xiran's hard work just took a look at the buildings in the undead's house, and then rushed back. She thought it was enough to understand it in this way, and the rest didn't matter.

As soon as the orc sword saint came out, he bought a bucket of ointment in his store and rushed directly to the undead's house. The orc infantry behind him was also being built. It seemed that he was not in a hurry at all and did not want to practice.

When he was about to feel inside the undead family, he clicked the wind and rushed to the undead house. However, he was a little speechless when he took a closer look at Wang Xiran. Because the feng family of the undead family did a good job, the swordsman could not go in and slaughter the servant Zeng at all. Even if there was no ice tower, he could prevent the harassment of the sword saint, but a few ghouls were outside. Collecting wood, even the heroes of the dead don't know where to go. Didn't they take the ghoul to practice? That is, Wang Xiran doesn't know how to think about Xiao Liu. If he faces a war3 master, Wang Xiran can still judge some, but now Xiao Liu is a novice. What does he want to do? Wang Xiran couldn't even guess.

The helpless Wang Xiran had to cut the ghoul outside, thinking that for the novice, he must be surprised by the sudden appearance of Kensei. He should also be able to kill more than one ghoul. However, when he cut down the ghoul, he was not in a hurry at the beginning, and the first-level swordsman would not jump out and split until he was about to When the ghoul was killed, the bloody ghoul went into the inside of the Fenghao family to collect wood. In the end, the sword saint did not kill any of them. Wang Xiran was surprised. Unexpectedly, Xiao Liu was like this. He learned to seal the family and knew how to pull the residual blood unit. It seemed that there was no mistake. This novice's introduction was learned. It's in place.

The students below are also surprised. Xiao Liu's practices are not like what a novice can do.

"Ryu, did you really play it last night?" Mu Yun was surprised. He couldn't believe that a popular one who played last night can now control it so well.

"I can't believe it either," Zhuo Yifan said. It was difficult for him to understand that Xiao Liu could do this now. "Is there someone teach him!"

"I don't know about this"

"It should be impossible," Zhou Ping said, "If she had any friends to teach, then he should have known the game war3 before, but he didn't understand it at that time. This can show that there are no other friends around her who play war3 except us, even if there are people who know a little about war3. It should not be able to reach the bottom step of teaching a novice like this."

"How did you learn that stream?"

"It should be a video!" Zhou Ping smiled faintly and said, "I think he may have been imitating videos all night to learn. Now it seems that the imitation is really in place. I don't feel like a novice at all. Such an introduction is very good. Now it seems that even if he loses this game, Liu will not lose any confidence at once. What's more, Liu is the winner now. For a novice with such a level, he is the winner."

"Well, but now let's see if the flow can last for more than ten minutes." Mu Yun smiled. Obviously, he was still laughing at the gamble just now.

"What does it mean even if the opening is better?" Feng Xue's bulging appearance is very unconvinced. Even if Xiao Liu does such a thing, she admires Xiao Liu's imitation ability, but when she hears so many people praising Xiao Liu, and she is against Xiao Liu, she naturally feels uncomfortable. "What's so great! Isn't it just imitating? We used to imitate professional players like this. What's so great about this? There is also a tactical understanding, overall perception, positive and the most important thing is the operation. What can this little perky do? These are not something that can be imitated at once.

Listening to Feng Xue saying that these people around her don't know how to say it. Which one is this? How did Fengxue, a beautiful woman, show her temper on Xiao Liu? What's going on?

"It seems that it's really a problem to hit the nemesis," Zhuo Yifan said lightly.

"What nemesis?" Feng Xue didn't understand the meaning of Zhuo Yifan's words.

"You are defeated," Zhuo Yifan explained, "Originally, you are still a generous and steady beauty. Why did you come here for two days? You have become a stingy beauty and have been looking for trouble all day long. We think this should be the type of nemesis and happy enemies, but it's okay. Can you increase it to our class? Less atmosphere"

Zhuo Yifan said and slowly felt the change of Fengxue around him, like the accumulation of power before the rocket took to the air. With little collection, Zhuo Yifan's face suddenly changed.

"I said that he and I are not enemies, and his big man has nothing to do with me, but he is too shameless," Fengxue said angrily.

"I know" Zhuo Yifan lowered his voice, and now he doesn't want to suffer for nothing. "I know, understand, you calm down"

Feng Xue finally did not break out, and Zhuo Yifan also felt that he had picked up a life, and then did not speak again and watched the game quietly.

"I don't feel right!" Mu Yun looked at the main monitor and said slowly, not at all.

"What's wrong?"

"In terms of racial imbalance, now Liu has a disadvantage, and Liu is a novice. Now Kensei's ability should be reflected. If he is accompanied, Liu should lose, but he feels that he doesn't know how to find Liu. What's going on?"

"This is judgment," Yang Yi said, "because of the loss of novices, his ideas are not bound by the tactical thoughts of professional players, that is to say, he doesn't know how to think about Liu's tactics. Now he knows that Xiao Liu just starts with Gou Liu!"

"Yi, according to what you mean, does the flow have an advantage?"

"This can't be regarded as an advantage. After all, it is a novice. If the master can still be said to be the beginning of an advantage to the master, but now it can only be said that it has no effect on the stream. I feel that this can't affect the victory or defeat. Everything is just a matter of time. After a while, the flow can't keep up. The beasts one or two books and the flying dragon comes out, then Nothing, this won't take more than ten minutes, but now I can only say that the flow's performance is already very good, which is very surprising."

"Well, yes, even if you lose, it's okay. After all, Xiran is also a professional student," Zhuo Yifan said, and then asked Zhou Ping, "Ping, what do you think?"

Zhou Ping didn't answer him, but looked at Xiao Liu on the stage and looked a little distracted. "You didn't look at Liu, and you felt that it was not the same as usual"

Hearing Zhou Ping's words, several people looked at Xiao Liu at the same time and felt that Xiao Liu seemed to have changed. He was cold and firm. All his expressions were in the game, and his attention did not dissipate at all. There seemed to be a breath on his body. If it was a steady breath, it was better than a must-win murderous spirit. , extremely domineering.

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