Although Immediately Fei is an all-round player, the audience is still quite worried about using the rhythmic assassin Li Bai.

Looking through the combat history of the WD team, only King, Xixi, and Ujin are the best at junglers in the WD team.

Now it's too risky to let one go on the jungle.

Chun Jie tilted his head and stared at his brother suspiciously: "Brother, you don't jungle yourself, and you don't let Xiaoxi jungle, what's your idea?" ”

To be honest, at first, I thought it was Chu Xiaoxi who was in the jungle.

Lu Zuoyu sorted out the black game headset and was calm: "My principle, the game that can lie down will never be carried." ”

Playing jungler is too energy-consuming, and this kind of thing occasionally makes you fly right away.

Anyway, in Lu Zuoyu's opinion, the game is basically won and lost. It's better to exercise more and train your teammates, and give you a chance to fly out into the world and be known by the world.

Chaste:...

At the commentary table, Curry quickly suppressed the MMP rolling in his heart, and explained with a calm expression: "The first game is about to begin, look at the lineup of the WD team, Xixi Miyue should be forced to lead the line on the side, and the grandson of the mountain will leave the middle lane." We'll see what the level of the jungler will be right away. ”

Curry was very sorry in his heart, and thought he could see his idol using Li Bai.

Many viewers at the scene and in the live broadcast room had the same mood as Curry - Ya, fly to the jungle immediately, why don't you fly to the sky and shoulder to shoulder with the sun!

In the VIP audience of the Los Angeles Coliseum, one audience member was particularly dissatisfied, and he just wanted to rush to the arena and drag the horse down and beat him up.

"Damn! Why are you flying in the jungle right away? Can this 10,000-year-old single guy command the whole team? It's better to let the mountain always fight the wild, and the mountain always fights the wild, and the grandson will fly more than a dozen streets away from the minute! ”

The person who complained was none other than Ling Qi, the brainless fan of Mr. Shan.

At this moment, Ling Qi was wearing an expensive gray suit, leaning on the chair with Erlang's legs crossed, staring at the big screen with resentment in his eyes.

"Fly to the jungle immediately, I really don't know what this guy thinks about silence, and he doesn't give my family a chance to be in the limelight at all!"

"Nine times out of ten, this game is cool, I'm!"

The director probably knew that the audience wanted to see the strength of the horse flying jungle, so he gave the horse a lot of close-ups, which led to a lot of shots of Mr. Shan.

Ling Qi left the business of the United States today, flew all the way to Los Angeles, and bought a VIP ticket at a high price, just to see Mr. Shan, but as soon as he looked up, the screen was full of faces that flew immediately, and Ling Qi was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother.

"You can't say that, flying immediately is an all-rounder, and his strength is not bad." Just as Ling Qi was indignant, a slightly dissatisfied voice came from beside him.

Ling Qi was already angry, but at this moment, there were still people next to him who said good things about flying immediately, Ling Qi suddenly became angry, and turned his head to stare at the Yankee next to him.

It was a tall, handsome American with blond hair and blue eyes, wearing a black coat, a high nose, eyes like jewels, and a faint heroic spirit hidden between his eyebrows.

Ling Qi glanced at this guy up and down, his eyes suddenly became cold, and his tone was cold: "In my heart, the mountain is always the first, and everyone else is scum." ”

"Even so, you shouldn't be insulting and flying right away." The blonde and blue-eyed American is none other than Captain Xiwen of Team NEWORLD in the United States.

He came to watch the game today, but as soon as he started the game, he heard the Asian next to him swearing in English.

As a special friend who flies right away, how can Xiwen stand by and watch?

"Uncle, I can scold if I want, who do you think you are? Looking at you like this, it is estimated that it is also a bronze level, and you are embarrassed to mix with the affairs of professional players? Ling Qi was already angry, and his words became sharper and sharper, and seeing this Yankee seemed to see a trash can that could pour out his troubles.

Ling Qi slapped his thigh and said coldly: "Boy, go back to the canyon tonight and fight alone, I'll teach you how to be a little bronze player!"

Xiwen took a deep look at the young Asian man who didn't know the height of the sky, and nodded in agreement: "Yes."

Looking at the whole world, the players who dare to go head-to-head with him add up to less than five fingers.

At this time, a cold game sound came from the big screen at the scene:

"Welcome to Glory of Kings."

The race has begun.