The side of the NEWORLD team is really strong. ”

"Our country's pros can save the world."

"It's so strong!"

...

There was chatter around, and then a few young people who didn't give up rolled up their sleeves and took the stage to challenge.

As a result, it was not surprising that they were beaten by professional player Mike.

Mike looked like an emotionless killer with a faint expression.

Esports clubs hold similar challenges every few days in order to improve the level of professional players. But there are really few people here who can fight.

has no strength, one is better than the other.

It's boring.

Mike shook a loose red hair, and the look of boredom was palpable. Looking at the black pressure of a group of people under the stage, there are people of all colors and skins, but there is no game master.

A real game master, this time they are all participating in the World Championship...

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In the crowd, Chun Cha clasped his hands in front of his chest, the corners of his lips raised, and looked at Mike in the center of the ring: "This guy is quite arrogant, do you really think no one can beat him?" ”

Purity is the most unaccustomed to people who are more arrogant than themselves.

The pure voice was not big or small, and it happened to be heard by a few people around him who ate melons.

"He is arrogant and has his capital." An American man next to him looked at Purity strangely and reminded her, "This little brother, if you really have the ability, you can go up and fight him." ”

"That's it, if you have the ability, you can go up."

Purity shrugged, today is not my home field, and if you want to fight, silence comes first, so Purity handed Silence a look of "go and snatch back the pillow of Mr. Shan".

There was no need for pure reminders for silence, and seeing that no one dared to challenge on stage, he separated from the crowd and walked over.

On the stage, the host was triumphantly speaking: "Since there is no one to challenge, then all today's prizes will be sent back to the NEWORLD team——"

Before he finished speaking, the sharp-eyed host immediately caught a glimpse of a tall figure coming out of the crowd.

It was Asian.

Tall and big, his appearance is extremely cold, his eyes are indifferent, and his whole body is full of the breath of no one to enter. At first glance, it looks dangerous, but at first glance it is the kind of person who is extremely difficult to mess with.

"Sir, are you going to challenge our pros?" The host tilted his head, full of interest.

Silent nodded.

The host grinned, how could he let go of the fat sent to the door?

According to the rules of the game, you pay twenty dollars for losing a game.

The challengers of this year are too young to know the fear of being dominated by professional players.

Silence sat down across from Mike and calmly opened the game interface.

Mike glanced at the tall Oriental, who seemed a little familiar. Silence is low-key, and he is not on the Chinese team's roster this time, so almost no one in the United States knows about him.

"Brother, what position are you good at?" Mike chatted with silence as he opened the game interface.

"Auxiliary." Silent and faintly replied.

On the projection screen in the center of the ring, the game IDs of the two appeared.

Mike inadvertently glanced at his game ID, []. (International)

Seems to have seen somewhere... But I couldn't remember it for a moment. It's the word WD, which reminds Mike of the WD team in China. But Mike has seen the preliminary list of the Chinese team, and there is no one named [Chenmo] in it.

I guess it's a fan of the WD team, and I hung up the team brand on my own initiative.

...

"That Asian guy is pretty handsome."

"What's handsome, you dare to challenge a professional player, and you'll die."

"Mike is the first side shooter in the United States, and he is extremely strong."

“emm... I always felt like I had seen him somewhere. ”

The audience talked a lot, watching the play, mocking, and blowing the shell. The silence was completely unaffected by the crowd, but before the start of the game, he asked the energetic man: "Can you continue to challenge?" ”

The young man was stunned, this Asian was actually ready to lose.

I'm quite ambitious.,I want to continue to challenge.,It's a person with perseverance.。

"How many times do you want to try it?" The host asked with a smile.

Silence: "Six times." ”

The host guy blinked, and six times was $120, which was super earning!

The young man immediately winked at Mike: Promise him! Promise him! Win the money, let's buy a set of happy tonight!

Mike pouted, still nodding helplessly: "Okay, but time is limited, I won't show mercy." ”

Recently, there have been a lot of young people who have come to the Ring Challenge in the hope of improving their game by playing against the pros.

"Hmm." Silence has always been cruel and people don't talk much.

The goal of silence is simple: win six rounds and take away the prize.

The two entered the game interface at the same time and singled out the holy land, the Mo family.

Cold game prompt sound: [Welcome to Glory of Kings]!

The tall and brilliant highland crystals refracted the light, and the two defense towers slowly rose, and both players used the archer Di Renjie.

Bang bang bang~

The Mo family moved to the center of the road, and the two quickly fought.

Mike had the intention to let the water go, after all, it was a little embarrassing to let the opponent lose six games in a row and lose one hundred and twenty dollars. Therefore, Mike deliberately released the water in order to silence a few soldiers.

"Just be a good person for once, and don't let you lose too badly." Mike muttered to himself, his long fingers moving nimbly through the game's interface.

Unexpectedly, things suddenly turned out to be Mike's expectations.

Silence relied on a slight economic advantage, and in a flash, he killed the bloody Di Renjie.

Less than two minutes into the game...

Mike:!!!

Unexpectedly, this one called Silent seems to have some ability. Since I have some strength, then I don't plan to release the water and use my real strength to fight against you.

"Ahem, when the masters make mistakes, this game must be won by our professional players." The corners of the host's mouth twitched, and he scolded in his heart, Mike, can you be careful!

When the water is released, the water is released, and it is actually killed!

Of course, no one paid much attention to it. After all, Mike's strength as a professional player is here, and if he accidentally dies once, he will definitely make up for it later.

In the crowd, only the pure face showed disdain.

Who is silent? It's beyond your Yankees' imagination!

The strength is similar to my brother's pervert, for the sake of the mountain is willing to be an unknown assistant, and the strength of silence is definitely beyond the imagination of the world!

Wait to be shocked by the power of the desolation from the east.

In the ring, Mike gradually feels the mysterious power from the East... He felt as if he had underestimated his enemy. This tall, cold, indifferent-eyed Oriental seems to be a master.

Mike, known as the American god of war on the wing, feels a lot of pressure.

It's so strong!

This person!

Mike's heart was solemn, he didn't expect him to meet a master. Fortunately, the pros were calm, and Mike quickly focused and took the game seriously.

Silence doesn't want to play for too long.

Therefore, the silent style of play is mainly offensive, which is quite fierce.

In front of everyone's eyes, everyone watched the god-like professional players in their minds go to failure.

The crystal is broken,

Mike, actually lost!