Chapter 1233: One thousand two hundred forty three us
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The eSports King’s Crush
- Warring Young Seven
- 1203 characters
- 2021-01-29 06:26:11
Chapter 1233: One Thousand And Two Forty-Three Us
The figure who has been sitting there, who has never said a word, stands up, so that he can't see exactly what he looks like against the light.
But as he got up, the advantage of long legs became more obvious, and even the hoodie with the battle uniform fell.
The man only saw the face in front of him at this moment. He opened his mouth and was about to say something.
Mo Nan has stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder, turned his face to the side, his voice was always suffocated: "Brother, please drink a bottle of water, rest assured, not poisoned, but some people are suitable to drink more water, When speaking in this way, the black and white will not be reversed. Four years ago, in Milan, the Huaxia team won a streak. Someone came to find out during the break and said that although the Huaxia team was strong, they did not have follow-up troops, unlike their focus on training. , A new king has been born, and at this time, Qin Shen sent bey. "
Mo Nanmuguang looked at the professional players who were discussing together: "The original words of Qin Shen at the time were like this. This is the smallest player of our imperial alliance. Although it has not been systematically trained, it does not hinder the game at all. You can go together. "
"Every professional player who plays the game knows that the reason why bey was called a genius was not that she ranked first in the A point at that time, nor did she win all the hidden bosses in the outer clothing. Before he became a formal player, he defeated the world-class rookie king, so that those foreigners who said that China did not have follow-up power had a new understanding and fear of the China team. "
"She has more than just the left field." Mo Nan passed by, "Want to laugh at her? I'll wait until you beat me."
Several of the pre-pro players who were present were a little paused.
"Monan?"
"Why is he here? Isn't his hand out of service?"
"You see where he is!"
"what?"
"Ranking! Ranked!"
"No, he's the god-assistant who recently came out?"
"The number one spot on the standings is indeed where he sits."
"In this case, he was a player who killed 0 and 6 and was directly hit."
"That was a team fight." One person also stood up. "In fact, none of us have ever seen him play 1v1, have they?"
"What do you mean now, do you speak hotly for one?"
"I have fought with him." The man continued: "Just yesterday, it was the same support. I dropped him a lot of knives. I just want to say that we were not the parties. What happened at that time was really hot. Still, some people are leading everyone to think so? Why did n’t bey come back with his own name, but use the ID of Mo Bei Xiang Nan? I really want to borrow the popularity of the Imperial League, and tell everyone who she is when I come up, will it be more receptive? Attention? Coupled with her game at the time, even if she did not use the real left field, but the windward turn and Longkeng Tianxiu were not what you and I could do, which means she was completely capable. But she I just came back with one of the most controversial identities, and even the Eastwind incident was detained with the word "Dadai", and she didn't regret it. As you said, obviously you have the foundation to leap to fame. Road, is she really hot? "
Because every sentence was asked for ideas.
The contestants just discussed are a little speechless.
Someone also dragged his companion: "What's going on with you today?"
"I just think that we are here today to fight for the qualification to represent China. Isn't it that we should put all our efforts on the competition." The man leaned and said, "Why is it only relevant to bey and Mo Nan? Everyone's guess is extraordinarily high. Waner is really powerful. No matter whether it is consciousness or operation, I can't compare with her, but the industry's number one? IMHO, bey is back and I have n’t played yet, how do you know She can't make it to the left? "
"I said, brother, wouldn't you bey fan?"
The man frowned, "Where did you come from?"
"Okay, it's all my own. Don't quarrel for two outsiders. It doesn't make sense."
"It's not him yet, and suddenly sings against us."
That man wants to say something.
Interrupted by cheers.
Is not far from the support, unlike other homes, here are lush young girls, shouting Waner, to pinch their Waner's face.
It has been said that among all professional players, except for those who can be hot, king, cold, cold, and Wuming, Xu Yiwan's favorite heat is the highest.
Like this morning, she didn't need to be here, she came.
One can imagine how busy the sinking square would have been.
"It feels like my grandpa is more offensive."
"I want to see, hold it for me!"
"Wait a minute, we're almost racing ..."
There are various sounds in the ear.
When my friends saw the partners, they could n’t understand, and sighed, "You're digging into the horns again. I didn't say that when I came, don't speak for Monan in front of everyone, even if bey was God before? What about the past The emperor and the courtier are not the same now. If you look at it, you will know who is the god. It is these people who come to help. It is the dynasty of the Imperial League that has passed. I know you are fighting because of the Imperial League. "But my buddy reminded me that we still have to judge the situation."
"I see." The young man looked down, unwilling to look at the sight in front of him.
Four years ago, he came in the same position.
At that time, he did not even have the concept of becoming a professional player in the future, nor was he a person who liked the game more, but the upper stage was faster than others.
It was here that he saw a group of people, with the word Huaxia flying behind him.
How did Sheng Jing care about who stayed here.
Review the situation?
The man looked up and looked at the classic shots of the contest still playing.
He will fight professionally because he once saw a possibility in that group of people.
There is a place where he absolutely speaks by strength.
No matter what your origin, whether rich or poor, whether you look at your face, whether you are being crowded out, no matter what the gossip and slang look like, you can use your love for glory for the country.
Therefore, he worked hard for three years, from youth training to joining the team, and then to the candidate, and finally came this day.
For the fourth year, someone told him that it turned out that what he saw was fake.
Here, it does not depend on strength.
It was a subject, a god.
The man laughed suddenly, not even knowing what he was laughing, then lowered his eyes.
"Not next time."
"That's right, let's go. Let's go and see Grandpa's side. It's absolutely lively!"
(End of this chapter)