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At the same time, Zhao Mu covered his face with his hands and lay back on the chair.

On the computer screen, there was still the live content of Little Wild Boar.

Obviously, Zhao Mu saw everything that happened just now.

However, his mood became a little strange.

At this moment, the mechanical sound sounded.

"Are you having a hard time?"

At this time, Zhao Mu let go of his hands and smiled wryly.

"Why, can't you see it?"

"Do you want me to put on a sad face and let out bursts of wailing?"

"I don't understand?" The mechanical voice continued, "Judging from the current situation, everything is as you predicted before, and you are sure to win."

"Even if those pro gamers beat the stickman, there's still Mario waiting for them."

"Mario has a low stature, a wide range of points, fast speed, and comprehensive performance. Even if he plays exactly the same as the player, he still has an advantage in terms of characters."

"As for the last two characters, Violent Dongdong and Bioman, their character performance is even more perverted. Even if they don't talk about the style of play, they can torture the players enough."

"So, don't look at it's only three o'clock in the afternoon, they're still going to lose! And isn't this your ultimate goal?"

After hearing these words, Zhao Mu shook his head slowly.

"No, the current situation is different from what I predicted!"

"I originally thought that they could quickly defeat Feifei and the stickman and meet their third opponent."

"And when the third opponent is Mario, it will be stuck for an hour or two."

"Afterwards, when encountering the berserk Dongdong and the biochemical boy, it will take a lot of time and lose in the end."

Here, the master behind the mechanical sound finally understood what Zhao Mu meant.

"Are you a little disappointed with their performance?"

"Of course!" Zhao Mu said with a dark face, "Under my transformation, the stickman's style of play and overall strength should be almost the same as that of players. In this case, I don't understand why those professional players will lose?"

Hearing this, the master behind the mechanical voice was puzzled again.

"Huh? You said it the wrong way."

"All the behaviors of the stickman are run by the computer AI, and there will be no mistakes, no mistakes, and no fatigue."

"No matter what angle you think about, the stickman is in an absolute advantage!"

"In this case, isn't it normal for those professional players to lose?"

Zhao Mu sighed and said.

"No mistakes, no mistakes, no tiredness, this only means that the computer AI is more stable, but it cannot determine the outcome!"

"In the situation where the strengths of both sides are exactly the same, what can determine the outcome is only the state at that time."

"Confidence, momentum, desire... It is these illusory factors that lead to interesting changes in fighting games."

"Otherwise, why would the weak defeat the strong?"

Having said that, Zhao Mu slowed down a bit, looked at the skinny hell in the live broadcast room, and continued.

"But unfortunately, I can no longer see any confidence in the skinny hell face."

"If he can't wake up as soon as possible, he will lose more than today's game."

After a while, there was no reply from the mechanical voice.

He also seemed to need to slowly digest Zhao Mu's words and find the key to them.

Finally, the mechanical sound sounded.

"In the end, the reason why he loses confidence is not because he thinks about the defeat twelve years ago."

"At that time, if you had acted softer, you wouldn't have left such a big psychological shadow on him!"

However, at this moment, Zhao Mu shook his head slowly.

"I won't lightly say how good I am just because of one win or loss, and I won't pretend to be modest and say that I'm weak."

"But I have to say one thing. It wasn't easy for me to win the game that year. Even though I suppressed him in the back and forth, and didn't lose much blood, I won the victory."

Hearing this sentence, if it was a normal time, the owner behind the mechanical sound would definitely roll his eyes and angrily scold Zhao Mu for being in Versailles.

But now, he didn't say much, just asked.

"Why?"

At this time, Zhao Mu was lying on the chair, as if recalling the situation at that time.

"I remember that at that time, Thin Hell had already won the fighting drama championship and became famous for a while."

"In the project of King of Fighters 98, it is almost impossible to beat it."

"So, when I learned that my opponent was him, I started looking around for his game videos to analyze."

"And, based on my own strength, I have formulated a sufficiently comprehensive strategy."

"To him, I am a completely unfamiliar opponent. This is an unfair match, and it doesn't mean anything if I win."

"Besides, it was extremely dangerous for me to win."

Here, the mechanical voice couldn't help but say.

"You barely lost any blood, so you're particularly dangerous?"

At this time, Zhao Mu shook his head slowly.

"I remember at that time, he was in great shape."

"Even if he was hit head-on by my tactics, even if his blood volume was completely suppressed by me, he still kept standing back, looking for opportunities to counterattack."

"Even if it's the last game, the last round, the last bit of blood, he is using the calmest way to find the last hope."

"He gave me only one feeling, that is, he wants to win! No matter what, he wants to win, and he will never give up!"

"If it wasn't for my own strength in the end and resisting his counterattack, I might really lose."

Having said that, Zhao Mu couldn't help but look at Slender Hell in the live broadcast, with a complicated expression on his face.

"But why is he like this now?"

"Could it be that this battle is just a job paid by Ouyang Luo for him?"

"Where did that desire to win go? Where did that confidence go?"

Soon, the mechanical voice responded.

"Maybe, it's really old. Slow reaction and declining state are common things."

But obviously, Zhao Mu did not accept this explanation.

"It's all nonsense! Thin Hell can be regarded as a professional player with considerable talent. Even now, his reaction can compete with the young man."

"And with the growth of experience, his style of play is also becoming more and more mature, gradually mastering it."

"It can be said that his current strength is stronger than when he won the world championship more than ten years ago!"

Having said that, Zhao Mu paused for a moment to ease his excitement.

Thinking about it carefully, Zhao Mu has not been this excited for a long time.

But at this moment, he really couldn't bear it.

Finally, after calming down, Zhao Mu raised his head and said.

"How much game currency do I need for the detailed information of Thin Hell?"

Soon, the mechanical sound sounded.

"You want to buy it? Why are you buying this?"

"He's no longer a threat to you!"

However, Zhao Mu just waved his hand.

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me."

"That's one hundred thousand." Finally, the mechanical voice responded.

At this time, Zhao Mu was very straightforward.

"One hundred thousand? No problem, come on."

Hearing this sentence, the mechanical voice didn't say anything more.

Soon, detailed information about Thin Hell appeared on Zhao Mu's computer.

At this time, Zhao Mu quickly sat up, carefully flipped through the information on Thin Hell, and looked for the key points.

Why is Thin Hell's strength obviously still improving, but its momentum is much weaker.

Why can't even let go of a little bit of self-confidence in that big heart that was talked about back then.

Finally, after ten minutes of careful searching, Zhao Mu got the answer.

To sum up, there are two reasons.

First, due to some special reasons, there are fewer international competitions.

The skinny hell who can't go abroad to participate in the competition, can't get the original training and feedback.

Second, live broadcast.

I believe everyone is also aware that the live broadcast industry has matured so far.

It is understandable for those professional players of fighting games to choose live broadcast as a side job.

As a person who has won many fighting game world championships, it is normal for Thin Hell to do live broadcasts, and he still has a lot of fans.

It's just that, in addition to making money from the live broadcast industry, he also got some very negative things.

confused!

It's just that in a competition, especially a fighting game competition, there is always a winner and a loser.

Especially when the opponent is not weak, who can guarantee victory?

Therefore, when Thin Hell plays games live, although most of them win, they always lose a few times.

And as long as he loses, he will inevitably be attacked by a large number of water friends.

Those fake fans of champions don't care whether your state is normal or whether your opponent is strong or not, they only care about the final result.

As long as they lose, they will criticize them verbally and without mercy.

They will use their vague knowledge of fighting games under the microscope to evaluate the performance of Slender Hell's opponents, and even take the initiative to act as coaches to teach Slender Hell how to play games.

"Why don't you attack? It's over if you charge?"

"The defense on the opposite side is obviously not good, so fuck him."

"Why do you want to attack? If you have too much blood, it's enough to stay alive. When the time is up, you will naturally win."

"Rush, rush, rush even if there is a lot of blood, you deserve to lose, get sick!"

"Why do you waste time? Isn't it so much trouble if you just kill him?"

"Hahaha, if you want to capture the opponent alive, you will be captured alive, what a skinny hell you are!"

...

These barrages are the daily life of Thin Hell.

These people obviously don't understand anything, but they are very confident.

Even confident enough to make Skinny Hell doubt himself.

He followed the advice of those water friends, changed the lineup, and fine-tuned his style of play, but the result was only worse.

And the worse the result, the more arrogant the water friends' barrage of "hate iron but not steel".

In the end, they left Thin Hell with only one thing, and that was confusion.

After reading these contents, Zhao Mu sighed slowly.

In many competitive events, there are real coaches.

Those coaches, even if they don't do it themselves, are quite professional.

They can analyze the process and review the gains and losses of the professional players after the game is over.

For professional players, they are definitely a big help.

But it's a pity that the professional fighting game players in country Z don't have coaches, they can only rely on themselves.

And now, Skinny Hell probably doesn't know who to rely on...

After figuring this out, Zhao Mu suddenly raised his head and said seriously.

"Do me one more favor..."