Chapter 1492: homology

Zhang Jiale stepped out of the game and faced the cheers of his defeat. He was emotionally stable. It’s too small to say that this defeat is true. All glory can’t find a loser who is worse than him.
Zhang Jiale slowly walked off the stage, and now he is still continually screaming, and Zhang Jiale is not a minority. After he returned this time, it became very unpleasant.
At this time, on the player's seat of the fighters, the third player who has played has also gotten up, and the player and character who will be playing will also be played on the electronic screen.
Lin Jingyan, rogue, cold and dark.
It’s been two years since I’ve been in the map, for two years, but nowadays, Lin Jingyan’s role name is cold and dark when he sees the registration, and there is always a sense of strangeness.
Tang Sanda, he still can't forget this rogue role with him for seven years. Although they have not achieved any brilliant results, but when he is driving the role, he always has a solid foundation.
This practicality was finally cut off two years ago.
At the end of his career, Lin Jingyan became a drifting duckweed, and finally settled in the map.
Lin Jingyan is very grateful to the tyrants. When he is very difficult, he can still value himself so much. He has already decided to release the final glory of his glory career to the tyrant. But in any case, some things are different, and after all, they are still different.
Lin Jingyan, cold and dark.
Lin Jingyan walked while looking at the name of the electronic big screen, and then, at the end of the vs, Fang Rui, qigong master. The sea is infinite.
Lin Jingyan suddenly smiled.
Their brothers, the fate is really similar! Fang Rui's name is behind. Now I can't change a name, and even the name of the profession is different. Lin Jingyan is not only looking at the cold and dark thunder, but also feels very uncomfortable.
Fang Rui, thieves, ghosts and doubts.
Oh, it seems that there is such a word in the eyelids.
Lin Jingyan shook his head. How old is this?
"Revenge for me." Zhang Jiale said to him when he came over from him.
"I try to be!" Lin Jingyan laughed.
"Come on!" Zhang Jiale did not say more.
Come on, enter the game, swipe the card, enter the game. In the past nine years, I did not know how many times I repeated a movement. In the past seven years, Tang Sanshou, two years of cold and thunder.
Cold dark thunder...
Lin Jingyan also recited his current role name. The map is loaded and has officially entered the competition.
The character moves, the middle.
There was a little commotion at the scene. This is already the sixth matchup in the battlefield. So far no one has a loop of the players, all straight to the middle, the manor castle is not an old castle, but an arena.
then. After the Fort Fort, it is such a rhythm. Only this time, the choice of the two players finally got something new.
Do not walk the door, do not climb the wall.
Lin Jingyan's cold and dark thunder circling counterclockwise from the fort, and Fang Rui's sea was infinitely counterclockwise from the fort.
then. Cold and dark thunder arrived in front of the fort, the sea was infinite after the fort. Then the two men operated the character to walk the door and be careful.
The audience is speechless.
This former partner has become an opponent. Is the meaning of the game the same? You wander around me, you counterclockwise, I also counterclockwise, then you walk, I also walk...
Then I saw the role of the two men in the old castle, and they all seemed to match.
The audience is helpless, just waiting for the two to meet!
As a result, the two of them seemed to have made an appointment, and they walked for a whole minute in the first floor of the castle. They didn't even see their respective figures.
Then both seemed to be tired, and the two characters were lying in the corner like resting.
The public channel came in handy at this time.
"Hey, are you not in the old castle?" Fang Rui asked.
"Yes!" Lin Jingyan replied, no questioning. Fang Rui’s question has already indicated that he is in the old castle.
"How do you open the game?" Fang Rui asked nakedly.
"Walking around." Lin Jingyan answered nakedly.
In the playoffs, you have a lively showdown, and the two actually talk so calmly, as if they were communicating in a daily training game.
"Mom." Fang Rui sighed at this moment. The referee immediately jumped out and the yellow card warned. This kind of wording is not allowed.
Lin Jingyan suddenly understands, no need to ask, Fang Rui must be around the back, then the two are equal to the transposition, and then similar ideas and avoidance strategies to start the search, then you avoid me, I also avoided you They are all spinning, but they are not hitting.
"Continue!" Lin Jingyan is determined to solve the current dilemma. The two are very incomprehensible to each other's ideas and habits. Then, in the pre-judgment, only one step, it is definitely not enough, because the other party will also take a step forward judgment, so in the end, no one can who to put it. The result.
The cold dark thunder got up in the corner and took the lead to get started. Lin Jingyan thinks about empathy, envisions what Fang Rui will do next, and then uses more profound consciousness to make actions.
The two roles turned again.
Then it was another minute. This time, the two of them did not disappoint everyone. The two castles had a ring-shaped stairway and the roles of the two met. The encounter was not unobtrusive, and the encounter was so natural. It seemed that the two had made an appointment at the beginning, and then they followed each other's pace and finally met here.
I can finally play. The audience is thinking.
Both of them are worried.
Actually hit here?
What does this mean? This means they are still in tune. After realizing the other party's understanding of themselves and further deepening their judgment, the two of them finally took the same depth decision.
"xx!" Fang Rui himself went to Masek and made a "xx" to send out.
The referee twitched his mouth, did not foul, but he looked at this xx, but he clearly saw the word "mother". Fang Rui did not say swearing, but completely conveyed the idea of ​​swearing.
The two probably stunned for three seconds, and there was no information other than Fang Rui's "xx". Suddenly, the two characters took the shot.
Air wave bomb!
Sanding!
One person and one skill. At the same time as the attack, neatly make an evasive action, and finally no one hits anyone.
Come again!
The various means of hooliganism, the qi of the qigong master, the two characters you come to me, and fight.
The audience once again saw that the big mouth could not be closed.
Are you fighting this time? Or do you cooperate?
Attack, dodge, all are like strings, you can't hit me. Didn't hit you, and then came back and forth, not like fighting, like dancing.
"Cough!" Half a minute later, Lin Jingyan made a word in the channel, and the cold and dark thunder's offensive had paused. Synchronized, Fang Rui's sea is also slow to ease.
Both people are aware of the problem.
Although it is a good friend. But this is the playoffs, both of them are responsible professional players, and they all hope to help their team win. So they tried their best to match their former partners and hoped to turn this understanding into a weapon. As a result, the two people understand the same degree, and the final judgment is similar. Knowing that they have not become weapons, they have all resolved the threat between the two.
It’s like the tacit understanding between the two, which is preventing them from fighting.
This feeling is not happy.
The tacit understanding was something they were proud of, but now it has become a hindrance to their game. To complete the game, you need to win. What they want to compare is to see who can get rid of this tacit understanding more cruelly, which symbolizes all their tacit understanding of the past.
It’s another three seconds pause, then, start again!
Just on the edge of the stairs, the small means of hooliganism, the qi of the qigong master, began to collide.
The roles of the two began to move.
You shoot me, I will slap you a brick.
The battle was fierce, but in the eyes of a standard person, it was a bit rough.
This is a game that needs to understand the background of the two people to fully understand. Rough, because the two are tacit, because they all know each other's subtleties, the means will become useless.
And now, there is no technical content of a blow, but often can achieve amazing results.
Tacit understanding is no longer mutual support, mutual assistance, but conspiracy, traps, traps...
Many players with partners can't bear to watch it.
This is a cruel kind of game. In order to win, both of them are understanding the past, the trust, the one that can give the back to the other party's guard, and become all kinds of sinister.
Huang Shaotian, who has been communicating with Yu Wenzhou in the game, has been silent.
Sun Zheping, Zhang Jiale, Han Wenqing, Zhang Xinjie, Ye Xiu, Su Mu Orange... These people sitting in the present are all very clear about the meaning of the so-called "partner", but now, this pair of former partners on the field is hard. Lively destroy everything they built in the past.
In order to win.
For the championship.
Every player has a lot of jealousy, but for this, they have to worry about the embarrassment that obstructs them.
Time is passing, the lives of the two characters are dying, the details of the game, the people who understand this, do not want to go into details. Only the audience who is not very thorough on the sidelines cheers for the players they support with the ups and downs of the battle.
No matter how cruel, after all, there will be a time to end.
There are only a few in the heart, and there can only be one on the field.
Fang Rui, qigong master, sea is infinite.
In the end, the name left on the big electronic screen is this one. Lin Jingyan, rogue, cold and dark, as the character fell in the game, the name finally dimmed.
Now screaming, for Fang Rui, for the victory of Xing Xin.
The professional players on the sidelines stood up and applauded. For this game, from a technical point of view, it may not be a wonderful and less classic game applause.
For the tacit understanding of the two players, the two players pursued the victory.
They all have a heart that is always beating, and this heart is always proud.
A little late!
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