We agreed to play the Old Man Cup, how come you are more powerful than the current players?

Chapter 15: Prince Ning is like a three-year-old child in front of you

"It doesn't make sense!"

King Ning racked his brains but couldn't figure out why the opponent could detect him when he came to catch the midfielder at level 3.

And the most important thing is that Su Xing didn't realize it suddenly, but he guessed from the beginning that I was nearby, so he moved back and forth to tease me, waiting for the moment when he couldn't hold back and came out to show his expression.

This is simply a blatant insult!
"I do not know either."

Xiao Caobao's tone was somewhat innocent. What he was sure of was that Su Xing had never placed any vision there from the beginning to the end. As for how the other party guessed it, he had no idea.

"Isn't it because you moved too obviously?"

Ning Wang was about to say something, he felt that it must be that the movement of his mid laner was too obvious, which caused Su Xing to notice it.

Small grass bag:
I didn't move at all!!! Can you put the blame on yourself?
"Forget it. I'll come back later."

Ning Wang, who was only level 3 at this time, naturally did not dare to stay in the upper half of the area to fight river crabs. What if he met Zhao Xin, who was level 4?

So he planned to go to the lower river to get the river crab and then brush a group of F6 to level and then return to the middle lane. He didn't believe that he couldn't catch this person today!
"I want to get into his jungle."

At this time, after killing the river crab in the upper lane, Sadness also had the idea of ​​invading the jungle. When the blind monk showed up just now, the number of last hits was 12, which means that there is at least a group of three wolves in Zhao Xin’s upper jungle!
"Well, go."

Su Xing marked Ning Wang's three wolves and said slowly, "He should be killing river crabs in the lower half of the area at this time. If I'm not mistaken, he will either come back to ambush me or go to kill the stone man or F6 to level and then ambush me."

"Why does it feel like Prince Ning is like a blank sheet of paper in front of you?"

Sadness was speechless. If he were a professional player, it would not be difficult to roughly guess Ning's every move, but Su Xing had not played games for several years.

No matter how strong he was in the past, that is now a thing of the past. With the changes in versions, he needs to adapt to many things little by little. But now, he can master the rhythm of the game with just one or two games.

This is talent.
The gap between ordinary professional players and top players!
"Just a guess. What if he's not here?"

Su Xing smiled slightly and didn't explain much.

"It's good to watch the funny people in the live broadcast room, so learn from them."

Uzi in the bottom lane was also somewhat helpless, saying: "Talent is a very abnormal thing in this game. Really, sometimes just because you can't do it doesn't mean others can't do it either."

As a player with top talent, Uzi is very clear that many times some of the top players' ideas and operations are just a flash of inspiration. If you ask him to explain them, he can't say it, but he can always come up with such ideas and perform some incredible operations.

Even he sometimes cannot replicate some of his past operations. The reason is very simple: it is the so-called talent that is at work.

"If you praise me again, my face will turn red."

Seeing Uzi praising himself like that, Su Xing actually felt a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, just don't be red."

Uzi joked: "Let them take a good look at your operation this time!"

"Row."

At the same time, Ning returned to the middle river after reaching level 4.

"That's not right, why is he showing his expression again!"

Ning Wang had just entered the bush when Su Xing in the middle lane started to kill him with a flashing expression.

The meaning is very clear, I know you are coming, stop pretending.

"Maybe there is an eye." Xiao Caobao didn't want to say anything more at this time. You, a jungler, don't know whether there is vision in the bushes, how can he, a mid laner, know?

"Something's wrong, 12 out of 10 things are wrong!"

Ning was just about to say something about the opponent being screen-spying, but he glanced at the barrage and found that Su Xing had said at the beginning of the game that he would definitely visit the middle lane frequently in this game.

"Stinky shoes, stop pretending, your tricks are just a joke in the eyes of others!"

"Why don't you just go to the top lane and hug theshy's thighs instead of being a clown in the middle lane?"

"Tell a joke, peek at the screen from the other side."

"Spy, Ning has set a ten-second live broadcast delay. What we are seeing is what happened ten seconds ago. And you are still peeking at the screen. Before you even start to attack, people already know what you are going to do next."

"I didn't believe what others said about the streamers' badness, but now I believe it. A person who hasn't played games for two or three years can guess the streamers' thoughts, not to mention the active players."

"You get it, there's a reason why the anchor retired for the second time. You don't really think that the FMVP that year was based on his strength, right? It's so funny, it's just luck."

"Fuck your mother, you stinky shoes, why don't you go to the top lane to help your big dad cross the tower? What are you thinking about? Are you thinking of an excuse to shirk responsibility later?"

"Honestly, listen to my advice. If you are a bad player, you should know yourself clearly. Stop blaming others and help the top laner. Do you understand?"

"I have already thought of a reason for the anchor to pass the blame later. The mid laner is a dead man and doesn't give any feedback at all."

"OK, the bottom lane takes the blame, the mid lane takes the blame, when will the top lane take the blame?"

"Even if Ning had a hundred guts, would he dare to put the blame on theshy? I'm afraid his ashes would be scattered all over the place."

"Ning, is there a possibility that you are responsible for all three losses?"

"Don't talk nonsense. What do you think of letting the domestic FMVP take the blame? How bold!"

"Damn it, the popularity is rising so fast."

Although the comments in the live broadcast room were indeed unpleasant to the ear, the popularity of the background data was also rising wildly, which made Ning find the code to wealth.

Live streaming makes money, it’s not shabby.

What professional players, what FMVP, those are all things of the past.

"If we want to win this game, we must focus on the middle lane."

Looking at the dense comments, Ning Wang seemed to have a reason but was actually stubborn: "Theshy must have cleared the level in the top lane, and you still want me to catch him. How much do you despise theshy?"

This sentence seems to be praising theshy in the top lane, but in fact it is sarcastic and tries to shift the blame in advance.

As he expected,
After he said this, the heat of the entire live broadcast room began to rise again, and some people even started to send gifts.

Just like that, the game time came to a little over six minutes.

In total, Ning Wang appeared near the middle lane at least four or five times, wasting at least more than one minute of time.

But unfortunately, King Ning gained nothing.

For a moment, the audience in the live broadcast room didn't know whether to say that Su Xing was too sensitive or that Ning was too weak.
“This guy is still in the middle.”

Su Xing also made a sharp comment on Ning's behavior, saying, "I can see that he wants to get off work early."

(End of this chapter)