"No, I don't. Li Li opened his eyes and said nonsense.

[So what's going on with your qualifying?] Why did you fall back into the hole again? Wan Yi asked tentatively.

[Oh, I'm too lazy to open a trumpet, I want to just go all the way and fall back to the Qi training stage. Li Li continued to talk nonsense.

[What about today's PK? Wan Yi asked again.

[Alas! 】

The ion cannon didn't explain, only came with a sigh.

Wan Yi's mind moved, could it be that there was something unspeakable? After asking a few words of "what's wrong" with concern, he saw that the dialog box kept showing "the opposite side is typing", and only replied to the message after a while.

[Truth be told, I had a car accident before, and then I got a strange disease. 】

Wan Yi smelled the smell of "" and had a sense of foreboding, but still asked: [What is a strange disease? 】

[Every once in a while, all my skills will be dissipated, and my skills will be inferior to those of the God Transformation Rank, and I will have to raise them for a few days before I can return to Mahayana. 】

[......] Wan Yi, who has always been clever-tongued, no longer knows how to respond.

[So you said you wanted to sign me, I couldn't agree, I didn't want to hurt you.] My situation is the same as that of Tianshan Tong's grandmother, do you know that the Eight Desolations and Liuhe are the only ones who respect their merits, and they have to rejuvenate once every thirty years, and I am too, I will scatter my skills every half a month and once a month, but I am sad to death. 】

After the ion cannon sent this large paragraph of text, he also sent several sad expressions, everything seemed to be true.

Eight desolations and six combinations are the only ones......

Wan Yi only felt that his tongue was numb, his head was dizzy, and after laughing dryly, he struggled to send a sentence over: [Then you can recuperate. After that, he closed the dialog box, looked at the "ion cannon" in his friends list, and really wanted to delete it altogether.

Scolding and scolding, Wan Yi suddenly thought of the ion cannon's winning streak in dozens of games in the Mahayana plane......

Those victorious videos, what can be found, Wan Yi has looked for them, and his heart is hot, he believes in his own vision, this person will definitely be able to successfully squeeze into the professional circle! It is even possible to become a god of the new generation!

Ion Cannon ......

Let's wait and see. Wan Yi thought secretly in his heart, but when he thought of that "Tianshan Tong Grandma", he still felt panicked. Regardless of the technology of the ion cannon, people are really not welcome.

Wan Yi decided to wait and see secretly, but Manager Yang of the Galaxy Express Club, who was busy with the work at hand, didn't think so.

Today, no matter how you think about it, I feel angry and funny. knew that Wan Yi's mouth would never spit out ivory, but he was a little moved by his fanciful rhetoric.

It turned out to be a waste of feelings.

It stands to reason that an ordinary player can play well with a duly registered professional player (although it is a substitute), and when he loses in the end, he can grind off half of the professional player's blood, and he can indeed be regarded as a master in the game.

But Wan Yi blew the ability of the ion cannon too evilly, and under the bewitchment of his words, Manager Yang unconsciously had very high expectations, thinking that he could see a blue 2.0, who knew that what he saw in the end was such a "chicken rib".

Yes, chicken ribs, eat without meat, it is a pity to discard it. Manager Yang admitted that the ion cannon looked like there were two brushes, but it was not enough for their team to join the team, or to go to a weaker second-class team to play a substitute or something.

Their team is going to win the championship in the new season.

Li Li continued to do the post-game review, some of the problems he could see by himself, and some of them needed Li Li to have time to explain to him, and the notes at hand unconsciously increased a lot, and the time of the ban finally passed.

Just about to play a few more qualifying rounds, Li Li suddenly found that there was an extra new message in the lower right corner of the screen that had not yet been processed.

When did this come about?

He clicked on it casually, thinking that it was still some system notification, but he didn't expect the news to come from the junior brother of Xinghai Conservatory of Music, Zeng Hou.

【Senior Brother!!! We are in trouble in the sea of stars!! Help me!!! 】

Ten exclamation points lined up in a 433 lineup, and bumped into Li Li's sight. The message was sent more than ten minutes ago, and after Zeng Hou copied and pasted the same sentence five times, he was willing to temporarily accept the reality that Li Li hadn't seen for a while, and stopped swiping the screen.

So anxious? Why did everything go together? It seems that today is not to think about purity.

[What's wrong?] Li Li asked.

As soon as the message was sent, the opposite side immediately displayed "typing", which shows that Zeng Hou has been waiting for his reply in front of the computer, and a few minutes have passed, and the opposite side has not finished typing, it seems that it is not clear in three or two sentences.

Li Li sighed, I'm afraid it's not a trivial matter.

waited and waited, the news finally came, the long and tired life is like a college entrance examination essay, after reading through it, the gist is that Xinghai is indeed in trouble, and this trouble is "more or less" related to Li Li.

First of all, Boya uploaded a video of the battle recorded in the game on Weibo, Xinghai vs Caijing, the result of the battle, Xinghai actually defeated the members of the financial community with an overwhelming victory.

Then Zeng Hou wrote a super long post, telling the ins and outs of the whole battle in an infinitely exaggerated tone.

Originally, it was just an article about Xinghai's internal self-esteem, but it was forwarded to Weibo by Boya, and he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic and came to the conclusion that "just by looking at the level of the financial club, you can know how the financial school team is in vain."

This kind of article with YY color couldn't have set off any waves, but Boya was unwilling to be lonely, and held the idea that he was bound to be beaten in the face, and @财经大学神殿校队的官方微博不说, he also recruited a group of Xinghai students who were so idle that they went to the official micro to control the evaluation.

Xinghai has been weak for a long time, and it is easy to win a battle, which is comparable to "a long drought and a rainy day", what do you think about what you want, Xinghai alumni have basically never won, let alone won the temple club that belongs to the regional champion University of Finance and Economics, Xinghai people are too high for a while, so they are a little carried away, and they are angry and resentful.

What "Jin Yu is ruined outside", what "it is actually difficult to deputy under the fame", what "which door is B, they are all weak chickens", the message style is elegant and vulgar, in short, the financial company team led the club, brought fans, and led passers-by, all of them stepped into the mud.

When Li Li saw this, he was immediately angry: Looking for the door to ask for a debt, isn't this looking for a draw?

Xinghai Conservatory of Music is Li Li's alma mater, and emotionally he will be more or less biased towards his alma mater, but this matter is indeed the first provocation of some boring people in Xinghai, even if it is blindly biased, it can't be so much. Li Li didn't say anything, he even had the heart to watch a good show, wanting to hear how the next story would develop.

Things were just as he expected, out of control.