A few people pulled each other over, and Ye Ning flexed her fingers, tested the machine, and once inside, she began to operate.
She held water in one hand, drinking and snacking, while playing the ga.
In an instant, those slender fingers, showcasing speed and passion, were truly as beautiful as a dance on a piano.
The people around curiously glanced sideways, observing Ye Ning’s expression, casual and composed, as if she was truly wandering inside the ga, rather than controlling a machine.
The smooth and flowing style, genuinely can’t be perford.
Initially, they would all doubt each other, and so suspected whether S was using hacks. But now after watching, it truly seed that she wasn’t.
Ye Ning’s skills were really slick.
Moreover, her gun skills were precise, her recoil control was excellent.
The main thing was her awareness.
She told M, "M, follow behind ."
"Okay, sure."
"Three o’clock direction... oh no, it’s the southeast direction, soone’s there, pay attention."
She glanced apologetically at M to the side, "Habit, sorry."
When she plays with others, she uses her usual combat style, but there are own markers in the ga, so she didn’t notice for a mont.
M stared at Ye Ning in a daze; now, however unwilling to believe, there was no way to find excuses anymore.
This was indeed S, and it was evident that she played as if she was just casually playing, without any seriousness, yet was killing with ease.
M, on the contrary, kept wanting to observe S’s operations, causing his attention to lapse, frequently running into trouble.
S had to save him often.
After a few rounds, they learned so of each other’s techniques.
At this mont, H Country was competing.
They watched their match, thinking for a mont...
Indeed, they were very strong.
A few people exchanged glances, having studied many tis at ho the operations of ZAR, seeing it firsthand, feeling that the godly manipulations and staggering hand speed were truly abnormal.
They suddenly felt anxious about their own match.
Ye Ning looked, and also thought.
These people, although well-known in the circle, really hadn’t undergone systemic training; two were forr professional players of other gas and had retired, M was even half-baked.
It’s not working, she has to think of other thods if she wants to win this prize money.
Thinking it over, she thought of Mu Yeli.
But of course, he can’t co...
Who else can help then?
Master brother’s gaplay is nowhere near second brother, who wasn’t even here at this ti.
She scanned her contacts.
Suddenly, she thought of QM.
He might actually be around here.
This area should also be their territory.
Ye Ning tentatively left a ssage for QM.
"Hey buddy, are you in Arica, help needed, I’m competing here and need assistance, prize money is plentiful, if we win I’ll treat you to dinner, if you have ti lend a hand."
After sending it, there was no response for a long ti, she sighed.
Looks like she’s on her own today.
Against many professional players, there’s indeed so pressure.
They watched Ye Ning play on her phone continuously, not even glancing at the match above, feeling uncertain inside.
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