And at the beginning of the first small game between Ming Wang and Stickman, he rushed towards the opposite side as before.

How could a player like him test first like a thin hell?

The attack is over.

However, the stickman on the opposite side seemed to have been injected with hormones, and rushed towards the Ming King in a daze.

He also kicked the King of Ming directly in front of the punch.

With a "bang", both of the bodies flew back directly because of the collision just now.

Of course, this is just the beginning.

When both of them got up from the ground, they rushed towards each other without saying a word.

There is a big feeling that I am irreconcilable with you.

And the result is probably to disappoint everyone.

In this collision, Stickman, your jump punch hit Ming Wang's head and knocked him to the ground.

In this way, the stickman has the advantage of putting up his attack.

And he obviously just missed this opportunity!

Taking advantage of the fact that Ming Wang fell to the ground, he rushed over and jumped to attack, slightly, jumped to attack...

After a whole set, the Ming King was unable to fight back.

Then, if you don't pay attention, the Ming King made a mistake in judging the stickman's attack and did not block the opponent's next attack.

The body staggered and could not defend.

The stickman continued to rush forward and kicked the dragon's feet three times, kicking the Ming King directly into the air.

Then, he received the killing - Wild Fireworks!

The sharp flames all swept across the Ming King, making a "bang bang bang bang" explosion.

Just such a big combo directly suppressed the Ming King's health to the lowest point, leaving only a little bloody skin.

Seeing this, Ming Wang knew in his heart that passive defense would definitely not work, and he wanted to grab the move after getting up again.

However, there are risks in snatching the move, so be cautious when making it.

This time, luck did not stand on the side of the Ming King, and was kicked hard by the opponent's chest, and his blood volume was bottomed out.

The first small game between Ming Wang and Stickman is over.

King Ming, lost!

And only seven seconds have passed since the battle began and finally ended.

Seeing this scene, the fans in the Mingwang live broadcast room were all a little shocked.

After a long time, they could not believe their eyes.

After all, only the Ming King has always been suppressing others, and no one has ever suppressed King of Ming King.

Moreover, it only took seven seconds to wipe out the entire blood bar!

Seeing this scene, the cow head and horse face looked at each other again.

Finally, Niu Tou Ma Nodou nodded.

"It seems that I guessed right. All the opponents encountered by professional players are modified according to the player's own style of playing."

And Thin Hell nodded in agreement.

"Yes, this should be called giving to the other person with his way."

Hearing this, the little wild boar exclaimed in conjunction with everything that had just happened.

"Yes, it seems that he really gave him his body through his own way."

"The opponents encountered by Thin Hell are all masters on the rise. And like the stickman just now, they can actually run the trick of Thin Hell to the dragon in front of the dragon."

"And the opponents Ming Wang encountered were all good at attacking the machine, and he wanted to fight hard."

Speaking of this, the little wild boar was stunned for a moment before frowned and sighed.

"Oh, I heard that Wang's playing style can restrain the Thin Hell's playing style and let him deal with Stickman."

"As a result, every professional player encounters a different style of opponent. What should I do now?"

The expression of the bullhead and horse face is similar to that of the little wild boar, but he knows a little more.

"When playing the same way and the overall strength is similar, you usually have to compare your state."

"Which side is in good condition will win."

"It's just that the other party is computer AI, and his status should be able to maintain a high level. As for professional players..."

"At least, Ming Wang is in a bad state now!"

Hearing this, the little wild boar hurriedly looked at the Ming King in the live broadcast screen.

His second small game against Stickman has not yet begun, but his expression is obviously something is wrong.

Obviously, if you are killed by a computer person in seven seconds, it will be unhappy for anyone to turn.

At this time, the bullhead and horse face continued to explain.

"The fighting strength of the player Mingwang is definitely ranked among the top of all players."

"His style of play is more aggressive and he fights with his life, which is very good-looking."

"But this also led to his poor defense ability and weak mental ability."

"When he is restrained or suppressed by the other party, he always thinks too little and always wants to get out of the predicament by desperately trying to do so. However, he will inevitably have to take very big risks during the period and even lose the game because of this."

"Anyway, it's hard to win when he faces a stickman who plays the same way as him!"

Hearing this, the little wild boar couldn't help but look at the thin hell.

The hope at this time seemed to be on the thin hell again. After all, he had won a small game of Stickman through certain methods.

It seemed as if I felt the little wild boar's expectant eyes, and the thin hell expression was a bit strange.

"Don't worry, I will do my best, but I can't guarantee anything."

Hearing this sentence, the little wild boar felt his heart tangled.

It is obvious that Skinny Hell is not confident when he says such words.

But a fighting game player is no longer confident, and the result can be imagined.

Realizing all this, the little wild boar suddenly became a little anxious.

"Or what if we think of another way?"

"For example, can you change your playing style temporarily in the thin hell?"

"As far as I know, your overall strength is very strong and comprehensive."

"Even if you change your playing style temporarily and attack like the Ming King, you should behave well."

Hearing this, the cow head and horse face also looked at the thin hell.

He knew that it was difficult to change his playing style temporarily.

But it is not impossible for a player like Slim Hell.

However, Thin Hell slowly shook his head and his attitude was firm.

"Believe me, it's useless to change the style of play temporarily!"

"Because my playing style has been integrated into my heart, even if I learn from Ming Wang's appearance to attack, the decision I made at critical moments is still to follow my subconscious and return to my original playing style."

"This kind of thing is really hard to change."

At this time, the little wild boar suddenly stretched out his hands, placed them on his head, and pinched his scalp hard.

"What should I do? Do I really want to fight against computer AI that will never make mistakes and will never be tired?"

Looking at the little wild boar, the cow head and horse face sighed.

When it comes to the knowledge of fighting games, even if it is broken and kneaded into a ball, he can make it clear for you.

However, at this time, his theoretical knowledge could not be helpful at all.

Now, I can only see the thin hell himself.

At this time, Skinny Hell also sat back in his seat and began the third small game against Stickman...
Chapter completed!