Chapter 124:

NSN successfully came out, Wawa won the MVP of the last round of BO1 without any accidents, and successfully refreshed the record of the smallest number of casualties in a single game since the start of this world game, and the highest number of medical treatments in a single game since the start of this world game .
Although it was the second in the group, NSN played too well in the last game of the Korean team's BO1. The data is very terrifying. Wawaben is a more obvious short board in the team. Now this short board suddenly It has evolved into an MVP. It has been determined that the team that has advanced to the quarter-finals will not dare to underestimate NSN again. Group B team No. 1 also tweeted that they did not want to encounter NSN during the draw.
With the success of NSN's qualifying, the Chinese division once again has two teams that reached the quarterfinals of the World Championships at the same time. After the last game of NSN, Gu Gan went to the interview as the captain and was asked about what he was about to face. Gu Qianxiang didn't want to talk about the Holy Sword team when he wanted to play against the team in the quarterfinals.
Many teams on the Internet have been fighting for many days. On the day before the Group C qualifying match, the Holy Sword also said to the NSN on the Internet that the group stage is goodbye. Several flavors of gunpowder have already burned to the surface. The probability is too high, and Gu Gan is too lazy to pretend to say that he wants to compete with the Holy Sword in the quarter-finals. His team will lose and will bless the Holy Sword to enter the semi-finals. If he wins, he will directly leave the Holy Sword.
"Look, how many people did Luo Luo take, and old Gu started to talk harshly." Puppy looked at the interview while eating, sighing, "how old, unstable."
"He has a fart function, and he is ridiculed by others. Really, although this year's World Championship is the most chaotic year, but this year's fun is the most fun, this Nima Duo is fun, win or not, everyone Let's start this life-and-death atmosphere first. "Chen Huo was quite satisfied," not only to engage you, but also to talk to you in front of you. "
Zhou Huo looked at Gu Qian's interview and turned his head to ask Lao Qiao, "They're really going to fight the Holy Sword. What is the winning percentage?"
"There are so many factors for the game to play on the spot, how can there be such a accurate ratio of wins." Lao Qiao looked at the NSN qualifying was very happy, talked about the smile on the face a little light, helplessly said, "You have to say the winning percentage ... It must be that the holy sword has a higher win rate. "
"You also said that there are factors that play on the spot." Shi Luo swallowed and murmured, "Vawa underneath is definitely playing better and better."
"Also ... Wawa is now a little angel sword. Hi, I am worried about what this is doing, and I do n’t have to encounter it, maybe it is our civil war." Zhou Huo said to Yu Yong, "Tomorrow do n’t make an appointment for practice, tomorrow. After the qualifying match in Group D, you will have to draw directly.
After playing for so many years, Yu Yong's process in the World Championship was clear. Yu Yong yelled, Shi Luo Wenyan looked up at Zhou Huo and Yu Yu, and said, "I'll go with you."
Zhou Huo looked at Shi Luo and shrugged, "The lottery is to pick up the second team along the lines of group one, and it will finish in five minutes at most, but you have to wait at least two hours in advance to wait, half After many minutes of driving, I rushed to the venue and waited stupidly. After a few minutes, I returned after more than half an hour ... A few hours of busy, what are you going to do with it? Do n’t you bother?
Yu Yong also looked at Shi Luo, Shi Luo said, "I don't want to toss, I will follow."
Zhou Huo dazed, "Why?"
Shi Luo swallowed the food in his mouth and hesitated for a moment without explanation.
Yu Yong picked out the corner of his mouth slightly, and said nothing.
Zhou Huo looked at Yu Yong and was puzzled. "Although you will meet the holy swords when you go to the lottery, how can they kidnap you? You are a boy over eighteen meters, what can I worry about? Yes, how can you go by yourself? "
"Thinking too much, Shi Luo is not afraid that I will be kidnapped." Yu Yong took two sips of warm water. "He is not used to these social software on the Internet, and he wants to see what other people are arguing about. I searched on my phone and showed him ... "
"Someone on my extranet social account gave me a confession or more ... Then what kind of private letter, he accidentally clicked in and saw it." Yu Yong continued to eat slowly, "Do you understand?"
"Understood." Zhou Huo twitched, "The vinegar jar has turned over again? Come in and out with you, in order to let people on the European side know that you have a boyfriend?"
Shi Luo gave Zhou Huo a glance, Zhou Huozhi no longer talked much, nodded, "Yes, you can do it yourself, you can go tomorrow, we will wait for you in the hotel to draw the result."
After dinner, several people played another four practice matches. After the resumption, it was already 5 a.m. local time. After the resumption, everyone went back to their rooms to rest. At the next day, Yu Yong and Shi Luo went out to the venue on time.
On the way to the stadium, Luo couldn't keep his eyes open. He sat in the car leaning on Yu Yong and couldn't help dozing off. Yu Yong glanced at the driver. Because the driver couldn't understand Chinese, he seriously consulted with Shi Luo. … I ’m really not sure, or would you give me a kiss mark around the site? Wait for me to be sent to you and then follow the driver back to the hotel? Who ’s the sleepy one?

Shi Luo's eyes slightly opened a line, his face frizzy, "I'm not sleepy."
Yu Yongguan, "Is it really jealous?"
"The internet celebrities here are so wild?" Shi Luo really didn't understand. "Send that kind of photo directly, what do you think?"
Shi Luo looked at Yu Yong with dissatisfaction. "In the past two years ... there are many of them?"
Yu Yong laughed, someone else sent him, what can he do? Besides, he doesn't watch at all.
Shi Luo's face was still not very good. Yu Yong looked at Shi Luo quietly and suddenly said, "Take off your uniform coat."
Shi Luo didn't react for a while, and took off his coat dumbly.
Yu Yong took it, took off his hand and gave it to Shi Luo, and put the uniform of the uniform printed with evil on himself.
Fortunately, when the Luo team uniform was generous, Yu Yong also fit very well.
Yu Yong pulled the zipper and leaned on the back of the chair to make up for it.
Shi Luo froze for a moment, then picked up the corner of his mouth uncontrollably.
There were some traffic jams on the road, and the two talents arrived at the venue for nearly an hour. The first two BO1s of Group D have been played. The official staff took the two to the waiting room. The lounge is not big, but fortunately there is a game On the live screen, the two sat down to watch the game and waited for Group D to finish the draw.
"Wawa sent me a voice before coming, let me tell you that you must wash your hands before the draw." Shi Luo is still sleepy, he is not too energetic to watch the game of Group D, and whispered, "We are Group A No. 1 seed, you should be the first draw. Wawa begs you not to draw NSN. "
Shi Luo recalled that Wavana's tone of blasting sky still felt scalp numb, "He is really not afraid of anyone now, tell me, we are not in civil war, he must touch the Holy Sword in the quarterfinals, in case of a win Then this year, our team has two teams in the semi-finals. If they lose, after playing a BO5 with the Holy Sword, they will have the experience to deal with the Holy Sword. Let's make a sparring team for us, and we will be taken to the finals even if we die. "
Yu Yong looked down at the phone and frowned slightly.
After the NSN group match came out, the boss of NSN was full of energy, and the output of the sacred face was almost provoked. He was almost provocative. He asked if he would make a date in the quarterfinals, but it is very strange. Sword didn't fight back this time and didn't respond, as if he didn't see it. He sent a tweet that was unclear only half an hour ago, meaning that the person they want to date may be someone else, not NSN .
The picture is even more interesting, with half of the angel wings cut off.
Yu Yong frowned, murmured, "... I don't see it in a year, but the dirtier it gets."
Shi Luo looked at Yu Yong, "What are you talking about?"
"It's okay." Yu Yong looked at the live screen, "Watch the game."
In the last group match of Group D, the Holy Sword won all the matches. In the group, the Swedish team scored two points, the Japanese team scored zero points, and the North American team scored one point. Neishengjian leads, Sweden team second.
Not surprisingly, this should be the order of the group D exit.
The premise is no accident.
In the third BO1, the Swedish team scored another point, and the other two teams in the group are basically hopeless.
The fourth BO1, the North American team scored a point from the Japanese team, regardless of the overall situation.
In the fifth BO1, the holy sword played against the Japanese team. Not long after the game began, Shi Luo's eyes closed slowly.
Shi Luo's face gradually cooled down, and he smiled lowly, "What are the Holy Swords playing? Did their team members eat more excrement and today? What kind of pen operation?"
Yu Yong narrowed his eyes, and after a moment he picked up his phone to unlock it. After tweaking the holy sword, he tweeted it to Shi Luo, "Look."
The holy sword tweeted in English, without Yu Yi's translation, Shi Luo understood it by himself.
The holy sword seems to be responding to NSN, but the wording is much more euphemistic than in the past. There is no cynicism or yin and yang. It is even a bit regretful that it may not be able to respond to NSN's enthusiasm.
The signal in the venue was not very good, and the picture under Twitter was loaded after a while.
Shi Luo looked at the chopped blood-stained single wing loaded in the picture, and he was instantly frosty.
Free's team logo is the single-wing wings.
Yu Yongzi dimmed and whispered, "It turned out to be coming to us."
"Then come!" Shi Luo looked at the unknown tweet sent by the holy sword, and the blood on his wings was instantly irritated. "Who is he chopping? Is it alluding to you? What does it mean? My team? "
"I'm scratching his uncle! Lao Tzu is not afraid of dirtying his professional resume, the day before yesterday he took the point to go to him specifically! Do I fear him ?! He thought I would be happy to qualify for No. 1? I still want to them ! "Shi Luo angered, and said angrily," Who does he curse and bleed? Does it mean anything else? "
Not waiting for Yu Yong to appease Shi Luo, Yu Yong's mobile phone suddenly rang, Chen Huo's call, Shi Luo didn't want to directly press the speakerphone, Chen Huo's loud voice came out: "Come on! Damn they are really I thought it would kill us in the quarterfinals ?! "
Lao Qiao's sneer came out, "How is it? We feel sick and can't do things, people can do it smoothly, this Japanese team is an experienced baby, and they are pressed to the ground in the previous round of the holy sword. After playing for a few days, I did n’t see it for a few days. When I met again, I was exported by the Japanese team. Who would tease me? Did the brothers play a bit fake? "
The puppy chuckled, "I have seen it for a long time, but I haven't seen it for a year. The bottom line is that it's becoming more and more invisible."
On the other end of the phone, Zhou Huo was still appeasing the crowd. "It's not necessarily controlling points. It's not finished yet. The holy sword originally played the weak team and likes to tease the mouse. It's hard to say, can you not be provoked? Like ... "
Shi Luo sneered, "It's a cat funny mouse, but they take us as a mouse."
The game is still going on.
The holy sword did not play clearly. The average player only felt that the holy sword was a bit waved in the early game. It was too floating. The Japanese team seized the advantage. Now it is difficult to get back the advantage.
The average player even fools the game commentary, they can't fool the professional players.
Wawa sent a WeChat message to Shi Luo: [Brother Shi, does this group want to qualify for No. 2? To you Team One? 】
Shi Luo did not reply.
The fifth round of BO5 ended quickly. The Holy Sword lost to the Japanese team and lost one point.
In the sixth game, BO1, the holy sword against the Swedish team in the group.
The current points, the Holy Sword and the Swedish team are all four points.
The other two teams in Group D have no possibility of qualifying. In the sixth game, the Holy Sword and the Swedish team won the first match, and the latter made the second match.
Zhou Huo did not believe that the Holy Sword really controlled the points for the other No. 1 team, and still comforted everyone without anger. In particular, he told Yu Yong and Shi Luo who were at the venue to stop comforting, fearing that the two would meet for a while with the Holy Sword angry There was a conflict during the draw.
Zhou Huo regretted his death and wanted to fly to the venue now. He could n’t stop saying,
Calm and calm, I really think that the last game of the Holy Sword is to play rollover, which is definitely not interesting. Yes, you ca n’t stop. You ca n’t call them in front of the camera. I even suspect that this is a strategy for them. If you clash with them now, the suspension has n’t gone, do n’t you know? We do n’t even have a substitute, if you We were really overturned after being suspended. Shi Luo? Shi Luo? Did you hear me? "
Shi Luo only had the picture of the blood-stained wings in his heart, and his face seemed to be frozen, and he said coldly, "I know."
Zhou Huo said with a good voice, "Really, I think it's really what we think about. All are professional players and all have professional ethics. They really don't do anything. They are definitely not acting ..."
Zhou Huo was beaten without saying a word. At the beginning of the sixth game, the assailant of the Holy Sword seemed to be blind. He walked straight and was swept by the Swedish team at the beginning.
Yu Yong's expression was the same as before, but his eyes grew darker and said lightly, "Well, this is not acting."
Zhou Huoyu stuffed.
The holy sword does not want to cause trouble in negative games. In addition to the opening face, the back is very skillful. From time to time, there is a wave of counterattacks. The game situation seems to be very anxious. They seem to want to win, but these operations are in Yu Y. Their eyes are no different than streaking.
Before the game was over, Yu Yong had got up and moved his wrist.
Zhou Huo hung up with Yu Yu's remarks earlier, and changed to the simultaneous Luo video. He looked at Yu Yu and Shi Luo in the stadium with fear, "I need to give you two game rules and league ban rules if you need it or not. ?"
Shi Luo coldly said, "You're going back, you don't need you, thank you."
Zhou Huo swallowed and shivered, "Don't violate the rules, please two of you."
The final game of Group D ended, the Holy Sword team was upset, and the Swedish team was "lost", and the group came out second.
Yu Yong picked up her phone and swiped it.
Holy Sword sent another tweet, circled the first team of the three groups of ABC, and gave a hello smile.
Chen Huo was also tweeting in the hotel. When he saw that he was not angry, he said angrily: "What the does that mean ?! You tell me what is not provocation?"
Shiluo's mobile phone also kept shaking, and Wawa frantically sent Shiluo a question mark.
All the members of NSN have already gone to death, and they are on the verge of success. This year's World Championship championship hot sword is now the second qualifying team like NSN. There is no possibility of meeting in the quarterfinals.
The lounge door was knocked, and the staff came to remind Yu Yong that the draw was ready.
Yu Yong got up and looked at Shi Luo.
Yu Yong suddenly smiled.
"I haven't been lucky for a long time ..." Yu Yong murmured, raising his hand, "I turned you around, it is estimated that I have overdrawn the good luck of my life. Baby, kiss me, please give me some points Luck. "
Shi Luo looked at Yu Yong quietly and asked, "What good luck do you want, a few second seeds, which team do you want?"
Yu Yong said lightly, "Holy Sword."
Shi Luo bowed his head and gently kissed Yu Yu's arm. "Don't get me an NSN back."
Yu Yong left the lounge.
When meeting Gu Qian in the corridor, Gu Qian didn't respond, and horrified, "Holy Sword ..."
"If there is no evidence, don't say it." Yu Yong coldly reminded, "If people haven't rolled over, don't trouble yourself first."
It is also illegal to slander and slander other teams. Gu Gan understood that he nodded and stopped talking.
When entering the field, Captain Sacred Sword and Yu Yong's teammates smiled at Yu Yong last year and asked Yu Yong in German with a smile: Are you afraid?
Yu Yong didn't say a word, he didn't give his eyes to the other party. The lottery started. Four No. 1 seed teams were randomly divided into two halves. Yu Yong can start.
Yu Yong caressed the back of his hand kissed by Shi Luo, quickly took one of the four ball draws, and handed it to the host.
The host will open the draw ball
Holy sword.
Yu Yong looked back at Captain Saint Sword, his lips moving slightly.
There was no sound in the mouth, but Captain Sacred Sword saw it, and the smile on Captain Sacred Sword froze.
Yu Yong, who also speaks German, is also asking him: Are you afraid, no, afraid?