Chapter 228: Master Cup of Contest

The God's Hand Game Club is full of people, and there are walking figures everywhere, which is a bit like a vegetable market.

Today is the day for the "Heroes' Masters Cup" competition. Many players near Guangshi come to participate in the competition. These people are often the best experts in the local area to play "Heroes' Battle".

Although there are still 3 hours before the game officially begins, many players have already started to organize small warm-up matches spontaneously, and the gambling amount is not large, about 100 to 500 yuan.

Xiao Qi was stroking the sky blue tactical keyboard on a special machine, and from time to time he would look into the door. A week ago, the game between Zhang Mu and Wu Ling was so shocked that when he was sleeping, he was thinking about their superb operations.

"Part xiao, what's wrong with you?" The young man who was fighting with Xiao Qi said strangely: "You have always been absent-minded these days. Are those two people really as powerful as you said? No matter how powerful they are, can we survive our captain?"

Xiao Qi came back to his senses and sighed: "They are really amazing... Even if the captain comes on his own, he may not be able to beat them..." As soon as he finished speaking, a voice came from a distance: "Nonsense, Xiao Qi, you kid are gaining the ambition of others and destroying your own might..." Before he finished speaking, the master of the voice had already come behind Xiao Qi and patted his shoulder from behind: "You little brat, you are drunk and dreaming of death all day long. It's better to play a few games with others and earn some extra money when you have this time."

The young man who spoke was named Lu Jie, the captain of the Heroes Team of the God Hand Game Club. He was 24 years old and looked pretty. He was wearing a red and white T-shirt and slippers. He dressed casually, even sloppy. There was no way. Who made him scatter in the hands of God since he was 14? This game club is no different from home to him. Who cares about dressing when he stays at home?

"Captain, I didn't..." Xiao Qi smiled bitterly, his eyes suddenly stopped on the pile of red hundred-dollar bills in Lu Jie's hand, and he said in a daze: "Aren't you? It's only half an hour, why have you made so much?"

"Every one in 10 minutes, 500 yuan per game, hehehehe." Lu Jie stuffed the banknotes into his trouser bag in a slut, looked at the crowd who signed up in the distance, put one arm on Xiao Qi's shoulder, and said, "There are so many people. Don't think about it here, hurry up and make some money. The people who come here are all half-baked. They are thinking about participating in the competition before even the four-control heroes are well trained. I don't know that the sky is high and the earth will be strong, and they will lose to death later."

Lu Jie and Xiao Qi were chatting and joking. At this time, Zhang Mu and Wu Ling slowly walked up the steps.

Looking at the lively scene in front of him, Zhang Mu sighed: "Oh, I haven't seen so many people in the Internet cafe at one time... It's worthy of being the hand of God, one of the best game clubs in Guangxi."

"Well, the single room of the Hand of God is larger than that of Wuchao, and can accommodate 1,400 people on the computer. Not only that, there is also an independent viewing zone with a maximum capacity of 3,000 people! It's almost time to catch up with a small basketball game!" Wu Ling looked inside, murmured at the crowd who signed up for the competition, "Good, it seems that there must be more than 200 people who sign up now..."

Zhang Mu smiled: "Then what are you still thinking? Go and sign up quickly!"

"Yeah!"

Not far away, Xiao Qi's eyes were on Zhang Mu for a while, and he said seriously: "Captain, the person I invited is here...they are the two of them!"

"Which?" Lu Jie frowned slightly, looked over and said with a smile: "Are you talking about the guy holding a laptop? Tsk tsk, this is a bit exaggerated. Come to the Internet cafe and bring a laptop... Is he the son of a nouveau riche?"

"Captain, your mouth is really damaged." Xiao Qi strode over and was recognized by Zhang Mu at first glance.

Zhang Mu nodded slightly at him and said with a smile: "Hello, Xiao Qi."

The two shook hands, and then they heard Wu Ling queuing up on the side, saying, "Damn, when I queue up, wouldn't I have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month!"

Xiao Qi was stunned and hurriedly squeezed into the crowd, whispered a few words in the enrollment officer's ear, and then waved to Wu Ling and Zhang Mu: "What is your game id?"

"12zero!" Wu Ling gestured a few times.

"I'm watching the game today, no match." Zhang Mu still kept smiling.

After completing the procedures smoothly, a group of three people walked towards the "God's Hand Team Special Zone". Each game club has a separate team area, and there were just a few team members who had something to do at home, so the empty machines could be given to Zhang Mu and Wu Ling.

As soon as he sat down, Lu Jie came over and shook hands with the two of them with a smile. After both parties introduced themselves, Zhang Mu leaned against the window and opened his laptop. His task today is to make more gold coins in the maze and recruit all the troops.

"Your friend looks very withdrawn." Lu Jie looked at Zhang Mu with some dissatisfaction and thought to himself: "Is this kid too arrogant? Is it amazing to have high skills in playing games?"

In fact, Zhang Mu had no such intention at all. If he knew that he would be regarded as being arrogant, he would definitely be amused.

Wu Ling smiled bitterly and looked at Zhang Mu: "Brother Mu is very busy today... he wouldn't have been like this before."

"Brother, let's warm up for a few games." The two game masters of the team saw Lu Jie wink at them, walked over and said to Wu Ling.

"Warm up? Oh... OK." Wu Ling turned on the computer.

"Since it's the first time we meet, let's not bet too big. How about 1,000?" said the little man.

"Gambling? 1000?" Wu Ling subconsciously touched his shriveled pocket. He had never made a penny since he changed his life. He spent all the money he had won by playing games...

"It's okay, you can play with them. If you lose, you will be counted for me. If you win, you will be counted for you." Zhang Mu pondered. He was as simple as having confidence in Wu Ling.

"He is indeed the son of a nouveau riche..." Lu Jie smiled and took out 1,000 yuan and smashed it on the table, and said to the little man: "Go, fight seriously, don't embarrass him."

"Know!"

The waiter not far away saw that he was going to play a game here and was very smart. He immediately connected the machines of both sides and broadcast the game situation simultaneously on several LCD screens hanging in the air.

Wu Ling rubbed his hands desperately to warm up his body.

Zhang Mu chuckled and said to himself: "This kid's habits are similar to mine... Hey, when he is excited, hey."

The competition officially begins-

Wu Ling chose the Orcs, while the small one chose the Holy Temple, a medium-sized double-layer map.

The battle began, and both sides began to typing on the keyboard frantically. The battle zone was quite quiet, but the players watching the game not far away pointed to the screen and whispered to each other.

Zhang Mu exited from the combat space and glanced at Wu Ling's screen, and was shocked. To be honest, Wu Ling is not the kind of player with high talent, but in just over a month, he can even use his operating skills to be comparable to himself. How many hours does he have to practice every day? Wouldn't he feel bored?

Xiao Qi stood behind Wu Ling without saying a word, staring at the hands that kept jumping on the keyboard. Both sides were not of the same level at all. The skills of the "dwarf" in the club are only considered to be of the upper class. Not to mention facing experts of Wu Ling, he may not even be able to beat ordinary masters.

"Wow... the apm is about to pass 210!" The players watching the game whispered. Wu Ling's effective operations within 1 minute were increasing with the passage of time, while the opponent's apm was always floating around 150. Let's put it this way, even if the dwarf and Wu Ling fought, their chances of winning were very low.

The battle ended after 10 minutes. Wu Ling and a pair of 5th-level troops destroyed the intersection monsters and directly smashed the dwarfs, city and heroes to pieces. The attributes of the two sides were 10 points different! The level difference was 6!

"What a great operation..." Lu Jie sighed sincerely, immediately withdrew his contempt, pushed 1,000 yuan to Wu Ling's hand, and said seriously: "What a master! I'll fight you, how about double it?"

Wu Ling turned his head and threw a questioning look at Zhang Mu who was busy practicing hard. Zhang Mu nodded without raising his head and said, "Okay, fight."

"You fucking look down on others too much, are you? Why are you arrogant?" Lu Jie couldn't help but slapped the anger in his heart and stood up.

Zhang Mu was stunned, raised his head and said strangely: "Me? Did I say something wrong?"

"Captain, captain, don't be angry..." Xiao Qi hurried over and grabbed Lu Jie and whispered: "I invited the person. You can't do anything with others on our territory, right? Besides, they are just busy with their own affairs..."

Seeing Lu Jie glaring at him with a bitter and hatred expression on his face, Zhang Mu finally understood why there was a strong smell of gunpowder in the air. He smiled helplessly: "Sorry... I'm playing the Hero Invincible Online Version, there's no other meaning... Because the town lacks money, I'm playing gold coins in the maze..."

Lu Jie rolled his eyes. As the saying goes, he doesn't hit people with a smile. Since the other party apologized to him, then the previous incident has passed... However, this anger must be vented!

"Tripled! 6,000! Do you dare to gamble!" Lu Jie waved his hand.

"6000? Play a game? This... isn't it a bit too big for a bet?" Wu Ling was startled to feel panic. The highest amount of gambling he had contacted was only 1000, and he also had bargaining.

"Think about the psychological tactics you used to me at the beginning, don't be scared by him, bet with him." Zhang Mu closed the laptop and stood behind Wu Ling and whispered.

Wu Ling's face turned slightly red. Zhang Mu saw his petty eyes at the beginning. He sighed and said seriously: "I bet with you! 6,000 is 6,000! Only cash is accepted, no checks!" After saying that, he turned his head and said pitifully: "Brother Mu... Oh, no, master..."

"I'm not your master..."

Zhang Mu rolled his eyes at him and took out 5,000 cash from the ATM in the Internet cafe.

60 hundred-dollar bills, not too much or too little, were almost two months' salary for ordinary people, and they were neatly stacked in front of the two people who were fighting.
Chapter completed!