Chapter 82 Just because I am the undead

Suddenly, Ma Xiang turned around and turned in front of the computer, but did not leave. He did not sit down in front of the computer. He just looked at the computer and looked at his game, that is, war3. Now it is his own orc base, attacked by the crazy computer, and his troops and hard workers were slaughtered one by one. There was only a soldier in his eyes, and there was no drudgery, and then there were buildings one by one. Under the attack of the crazy computer, the building was also quickly finished. Finally, everyone knew what was displayed on the screen. Maybe no one else paid attention to it, but Xiao Liu saw it, and he often used to play the computer himself. I often see this. I don't know why I feel uncomfortable when I see such a scene. It's the end of a game. I end up as a loser. There will always be a lot of desolation in it, which will make people feel that their world is gone.

Xiao Liu also remembers the same when he told Zhou Ping. Zhou Ping said that not only that, but also war3 players feel even more lonely in the face of such a scene. This is a shadow in his heart. Being demolished by his opponent to the last building proves that he has worked hard to the end, but he still can't save anything. Well, this shows that his world is over and there is nothing. Such a launch game is like a wear out, which wipes out some things out of his heart. If his memory is abruptly destroyed by others under such circumstances, Xiao Liu can experience this, and Xiao Liu may not have this. There are feelings, but in the face of things that can't be ended by manpower, it's like feelings. Xiao Liu knows that he thinks so secretly in his heart.

"You go!" After a long silence, maybe he dared to think more. Ma Xiang said such words in a cold tone. Some were more helpless, sighing for himself, no longer angry with some people in front of him, and more plain to such people, "I won't help you? I'm just a person who can't fight war3 anymore. What's the situation is like? What I think what I can tell you is is that he is a god-like figure. I don't know how powerful the others are, but if you want to win him in war3, you want general means, general tactics and strength can't do it."< /P>

"Speer" Zhou Ping shouted out in disbelief. He just didn't want to believe that so many of them said that so many powerful words could not pull a person out of the whirlpool of dignity. This was unimaginable for him. He could secretly think how ignorant he was since he was a child with Haolong. I know, but after Haolong's transformation, I don't know how far Haolong has grown. I don't know, but when I see Ma Xiang like this, I understand that Haolong's growth is the same growth as his StarCraft, which can't be ignored at all. It can be described as a horror.

"s senior, how on earth can you get out?" Yang Yi in the back shouted, like a child who is unwilling to accept reality, making a fuss about his own toys. "What's wrong with you? Why can't you continue to insist on war3? Is it because of Haolong? Because of Haolong's strength, Haolong is a transformed war3 player. Can this also be an excuse for you to give up war3?

"You don't understand," Ma Xiang said, but his tone will not be as cold as before, but he becomes very depressed. "When a person is facing a psychological burden, he can't win the game that should win in the face of war3, then he is the sinner of war3. I don't deserve to play war3. This is my belief. This is my war3 belief. It's all my glory in war. I'm following my belief."

Ma Xiang said that he sat down and looked very calm and said his belief in war3. This should have been an oath, but now it is not shown at all in Ma Xiang's tone. He just wants to express a belief without confidence, which is really the same as other people's belief.

Ma Xiang sat down and gently tapped his fingers on the keyboard a few times. Xiao Liu and others behind him looked at him, but did not mean to retreat. Originally, he wanted Ma Xiang to talk to them about Haolong's tactics, so that he could understand Haolong's tactics, which was very helpful for the game a month later. But now in Ma Xiang's words, what they see is not Haolong's tactics, but a kind of fear and ignorance that they don't want to see, which makes their doubts about Haolong more diffuse, which is a result that they will not think of.

"Aren't you leaving? Then I left." Ma Xiang was a little unclear in front of the computer, but now he is not in the mood to play war3. Even for the computer, there are enough things that have happened now. He doesn't want to think of his game with Haolong here. This is like a nightmare for him. He can't recall it. Lenovo, all he can do is forget, at least that's what he thinks now.

Zhou Ping and others watched Ma Xiang walk past themselves and walk quietly without a sound. They didn't know what to say. They had a lot to say before. No matter what, they stopped, but there were still a lot of things about war3 beliefs in their hearts, so that they could have something to say to Ma Xiang and tell Ma Xiang's belief in war3 and what war3 is, and how to stick to it, but now they have finished what they have to say. Now they really don't know what to use to stop Ma Xiang, ask him to stay, and ask him to tell them what Haolong's tactics are like. They can only look at Ma Xiang from their own eyes. Walking over, I just can't say or do anything.

"What if I win?" When Ma Xiang went out and walked out of Zhou Ping's position, Xiao Liu at the end was talking. When no one spoke, he still said it. Ma Xiang stopped at this time, as if he heard words he couldn't believe. He slowly turned around and looked at Xiao Liu who said this sentence. He didn't dare to look at each other. Xin, I really want to say something, but Xiao Liu is still saying it, but his tone is not very firm, but he is slowly going up, and his eyes are also slowly murderous. "If I win Haolong, can this relieve you from this burden? As long as you win Haolong, can you go back to w Ar3, re-use your beliefs on the journey of war3"

No one dares to believe that these words can be said, saying that he can beat Haolong, a character who is regarded as a living by professional students. Now Xiao Liu, a novice who has only played for two days, means that he can beat Haolong. Even Yang Yi can't believe that what he heard was said by Xiao Liu. How hot-blooded Yang Yi is, no matter what he is facing, he is such a wild word, but now. Xiao Liu's words are beyond his own scope, and he can't think of it at all.

"What are you kidding?" Ma Xiang sneered at this time. This sneer was incredible, like watching a child telling a big joke, like a child talking about where he saw aliens, and then told the people around him, the people around him. It's just laughing at this child. Ma Xiang's smile is like this. That's how he laughs at Xiao Liu. What are you kidding? What are you? You are just a novice. You started playing war3 the day before yesterday. Now you say that you can win Haolong. Do you know how powerful Haolong is?

"I know he is very powerful." Xiao Liu is very confident, as if he is talking about something he is very confident. "I don't know how powerful Haolong is, but I can still say that I have hope. It's always better to have hope than despair. I believe that I can do this one day. One day, I will have hope. Hope to win"

"Ha ha..." Ma Xiang laughed wildly, and the laughter came out, echoing in this small space, echoing in everyone's ears, and his voice was so cynical. Now he may treat Xiao Liu as a madman!

"I know why you don't believe it." Xiao Liu said when Ma Xiang laughed. "I know why you don't believe such a thing, because you are no longer a war3 player"

Ma Xiang suddenly stopped talking and looked at Xiao Liu who didn't know the intention of Xiao Liu's words, but he seemed to understand what it was, and the corners of his eyes still flashed with anger.

"Every war3 player has the belief of not giving up," Xiao Liu said, "Although I don't know much and how many things about war3, I know that no matter what circumstances war3 players are in, even if they enter a desperate situation, as long as there is a little hope, they will believe that this is possible. It's possible to win, but you just don't believe it. If you don't have this thing, it proves that you are no longer a war3 player."

"Humph" Ma Xiang snorted coldly, "You say me, what qualifications do you have to talk about me? You are a novice, a novice war3 player, a war3 player who knows nothing, what right do you have to say my beliefs, say my war3"

Ma Xiang had the impulse to go up and fight down, but he still didn't rush up, but just shouted, "Then tell me, why do you say that you can win Haolong? Why?"

"Just because I am a war3 player" looked down and looked at Ma Xiang with fixed eyes, as if he was unwilling to give up at all, as if he wanted to squeeze out his beliefs abruptly. "Just because I am a war3 player, I am a undead family, I am an undead spirit, a dead spirit, a spirit that does not lose, and I am not afraid Death, the spirit of not afraid of losing"

Everyone, Ma Xiang settled down, and his eyes were trembling. He couldn't accept that such a thing was not a war3 veteran, an old player, but a novice, and the novice's eyes made him dare to look directly, just wandering, as if he were avoiding something. Zhou Ping and Yang Yi were the same. They looked at Xiao Liu in a daze. They didn't believe that Xiao Liu dared to say such a thing now, just like looking at Haolong at that time. At that time, Xiao Liu dared to accept Haolong's challenge, and now he can say such a thing here.

"What a madman" At the end, Ma Xiang said this sentence, and then said it after turning around, and then left, but his pace seemed to be dodging and escaping from such a scene.