Chapter 1360: Poor level this year?

  Chapter 1360 The level of this class is poor?
  I don’t know if it’s because I heard that Langman and the others are also here, but Mi Xiu is finally late.
  "It's only the third league in the world, what can be repeated..."
  A young boy about eighteen or nine years old, with dazzling short blond hair and blue eyes.
  Like a cat in the dark night, it looks lazy, but no one will ignore his danger.
Although Michau is not very young, he has been playing in all major competitions since he was seven years old, from the children's group to the youth group, to the highest level of the global league. His experience is no less than that of those older than him. .
  Originally, the global third league manager was also planning to arrange for him to play, but this kid felt that the global third league was too simple and boring, so he was reluctant to participate.
  The manager saw that Mi Xiu had finally arrived, his face was helpless, his expression was as if he was looking at his ancestors, "Even your master and K are here, you don't want to stop."
   "No..." Mi Xiu looked at the four people in the first row, his face was unbelievable, "Master, you guys are really here, I thought the manager lied to me."
   "It's so noisy, sit down." Langman glanced at his unconscious apprentice impatiently.
Mi Xiu curled his lips angrily, "Master, don't you...what's so good about this...I didn't say that this global third league is really the lowest level ever. The champion was actually taken by a Chinese. I got it, and I'm still a girl, how bad this year's level is!"
  The level of this third league in the world is poor?
  Hearing this, Langman, K, Butcher, and Sun Shuoran all looked at Mi Xiu with unpredictable expressions.
  The young man still didn't feel anything at this moment. At this time, the screen of Lin Yan breaking through the finish line happened to appear on the projection screen in front of him. The young man was full of disapproval.
   who can only step on the gas pedal!
  Lin Yan did not use any technical means in this competition, giving people a feeling of ease of winning, but this is precisely where she is great.
  This level is not something that Mi Xiu can see at all.
  Only the people who were really on the court with her at the time could feel the terrifying pressure.
   "The manager had to let me go before. Fortunately, I didn't participate. It was a waste of time!"
  Mi Xiu's expression was thankful, and the faces of Lang Mang and others turned black with anger.
  In order to be able to compete with the master, a few of them couldn’t play hard with the manager. As a result, this kid didn't cherish the opportunity. It was simply too much.
   "Boy, you can shut up! If you really don't want to go, don't go to the second league in the world. Let me have the place."
Sun Shuoran is the most annoying. He originally had the opportunity to participate in the second league in the world, but the result was good, the manager changed his mind again, saying that at his level, there is no need to waste a second league place in the world, so he was just rushed To the world's first league.
   A few days ago, he was showing off with Lang Mang and the others. At the moment, he was really half-dead, and when he heard Mi Xiu's words, he was even more angry.
"Huh, Brother Ran, you don't need you to play in the second league in the world. At this level, I can grab the champion of the second league in the world. Master, don't worry, just wait for the celebration party for me!" Mi Xiu looked confident. To speak.
  (End of this chapter)