Glory!

Two big words flashed on the screen, two big words that are extremely familiar to every Honor online game player.

But in this set of images, these two words mean more than just an arena PK victory.

It's a final victory, and it means the birth of a champion.

The first season of the League of Glory, the final champion - Team Jiashi!

Amid the cheers and applause, the team players who won the final victory gathered together with joy, but among them, there was one missing, the most important one for them.

Autumn of leaves, autumn of a leaf......

Even if it was to win the ultimate victory, it quietly appeared and quietly exited, as it did in every game throughout the season.

Who is Ye Qiu?

The topic that accompanied the whole season was not answered until the end. The Jiashi team, who were interviewed after the game, resolutely kept silent when it came to this issue, as they have insisted on throughout the season.

"Hmph, it's definitely hype." Some people say that similar voices are not uncommon.

"Whether it's hype or not, he's strong, very strong." One replied.

"That's the eldest grandson, you don't want to participate, otherwise, there is his business?" The voice before said disdainfully, "I said, why did you refuse someone's invitation to form a team to participate in the Glory League?" Otherwise, it must be you standing on this stage now. ”

"Idiot, it's not that simple." The man who was called the Great Sun replied.

"I think you're better than that guy!" The man said, but after finishing speaking, he seemed to think that this was not too reliable, so he quickly corrected it, "In short, it will not be worse than him." Why can't you be the one who won the championship? ”

"Because it's not a one-man business!" The eldest grandson said.

"And what else?" The man asked.

"I still need a helper! You scumbags, you can't see the importance of the qigong master in their team at all! The eldest grandson said.

"Qigong master? Angry clouds? Wu Xuefeng? Just kidding, he's a master? The man was dismissive.

"You know!" The eldest grandson scolded.

"Okay, okay, the finals are over, and they're all ready to go online!" Another voice came from the other end.

This is an ordinary Internet café in K City, a group of teenagers who love Glory online games, often play here until the night does not come home.

Is the plaything demoralized? Perhaps......

But the focused faces reflected in the screen are full of youthful focus, and who is sure that there are no dreams hidden in them?

The Jiashi team, the autumn of a leaf, gained countless fans on this night.

But the champion.

This word, which also poured into the hearts of more people on this night, is something more attractive than the "glory" again and again in the game arena. Because it is made up of countless top-notch "glory".

This time, the championship belongs to Jiashi and belongs to Yiye this autumn.

What about next time?

Dreams sprout in such casual fantasies and inadvertent expectations.

July.

It's been a month since the end of the first season of the Glory League and Jiashi's victory, but the overwhelming publicity is not over yet. In particular, there are Internet cafes where a large number of Internet players gather in the city, and the propaganda about Glory and the Glory League is eager to be plastered in every corner. The e-sports channel even repeated the final between Jiashi and Huangfeng, which is known as the pinnacle duel, many times.

Nine times!

The eldest grandson remembers this number very well. Although every time he sees the replay, he will complain in his heart "again", but every time, he will put down everything in his hand and watch it without turning his eyes.

The esports channel repeated it nine times, and he watched it nine times, and with the previous live broadcast, he watched it a full ten times.

Everyone is praising the strength of Jiashi Yiye Autumn, and the eldest grandson does not object to this. The autumn of a leaf is definitely very strong, even if he is always extremely confident, thinking of the strength of the autumn of a leaf, his confidence will be shaken a little.

But only a little. If it's a heads-up, he doesn't dare to say that he will win, but he won't be afraid of the enemy at all, not at all.

What really made him feel uncertain was the Jiashi team, another person in this team.

Qigong master, Qi Chong Yunshui, Wu Xuefeng.

Why didn't anyone notice his presence? Why doesn't anyone take credit for his work?

Dasun doesn't understand, very incomprehensible, whether it is media reports after the game, or player discussions on the forum, Wu Xuefeng has always been a very neglected name.

But it shouldn't be!

This is obviously the second person who should be valued by Jiashi, and his existence is very important to Jiashi and to Yiye Autumn.

The final battle of the finals, the eldest grandson watched it ten times, and each time it made him further deepen this view. But too few people pay attention to this, and everyone seems to think that as long as there is a strong enough master in the team, the team can overcome all obstacles and win all the victories.

"How can it be so easy......" the eldest grandson muttered, the Internet café had arrived. He walked in, only to find that the atmosphere was a little different, and the moment he entered, everyone looked at him as if everyone was looking forward to this moment.

The eldest grandson was strange, but he still walked to the bar without hesitation, he was never afraid of anything.

From the bar to the boarding card, someone had already come to his side.

"Crazy sword? Falling flowers? The man asked.

Mad swordsman is a profession in the glory of the great grandson.

Falling flowers are the name of his mad swordsman.

"It's me." The eldest grandson said.

"I heard you're good at it?" The other party asked again.

"It's fine." The eldest grandson said, "What's the matter with you?" ”

"We want to form a team, and if you have really good skills, then I would like to invite you to join us and participate in the Glory League next season and win the championship!" The other party said.

"You guys?" There was only one person in front of the eldest grandson.

But immediately there were five more people standing behind a row of computers, the same young, the same full of expectations, they had been waiting for the eldest grandson here for a long time.

"Try it!" The eldest grandson was also a little interested, and walked towards his computer. The room for the battle was soon set up in the arena, and a crowd of spectators quickly gathered. There are many people waiting to see this excitement in the Internet café.

Login, mad swordsman, a hundred flowers.

The eldest grandson entered the arena and quickly found the name of the room called "Sword Finger Champion", and he couldn't help but feel a little surging in his heart.

"Come on!" He exclaimed, "Together?" ”

Together?

Many people in the Internet café were stunned, and then there was already laughter.

"Grandson, you're really crazy!" Someone shouted that the regular customers in the Internet café know each other, especially the glory players.

Is this madness?

The eldest grandson was also stunned, if it was just a test of strength, wouldn't it be the same together, or how?

The six people on the other side also seemed to have been greatly insulted, and looked at the eldest grandson with extremely unkind eyes.

"I'll come." One of them looked quite calm, arguing, and it didn't mean anything, everything still had to go to the arena to talk.

His character stood on the battling bench and started directly, one-on-one.

Mad swordsman, falling flowers.

Battlemage, master of vindictive spirit.

Countdown, the game begins. Character refresh, each in a corner, map arena, the most commonly used map in the player arena.

The eldest grandson was a little disappointed.

What can this simple map show besides operation? Awareness, Judgment, Experience...... If you want to test your level in an all-round way, you really shouldn't choose this straightforward and simple battle map.

But the opponent had already rushed in, straight to the ground, and the spear was brandished in front of the falling flowers.

The falling flowers moved sideways, displaced, and the heavy sword was lifted.

Slash!

Battlemage to the sky.

The eldest grandson was even more disappointed. It's just a very simple misplaced counterattack, and the opponent can't deal with it at all. If it's the autumn of a leaf......

The eldest grandson didn't continue to think about it, and this expectation was inevitably too high.

He operated the Falling Flower Mess attack, which was not too violent, but the opponent was powerless, and after forty-six seconds, the victory was decided.

"It's so strong!!" The other stood up and exclaimed.

Is it strong?

The eldest grandson smiled bitterly, he wasn't serious at all!

"It's you who are too weak." The eldest grandson said.

The other party is angry.

"Let's do it together!" The eldest grandson doesn't want to waste time, and when he gets together with such a person, what kind of sword is he aiming for the championship, but he can imagine what kind of level the others are.

But the other party still doesn't know it.

"I'll come." Another shouted, but he was still alone, fighting alone.

Forty-one seconds, defeated.

Another man came, thirty-seven seconds, defeated.

The other party finally let go of his reserve, and the three of them came together.

Two minutes and fifty-four seconds, three people lost.

Internet cafes are silent. Regular customers know that the eldest grandson is very strong, but one hit three, and he won so easily and so thoroughly?

Everyone watched the game, three against one, three people, and they didn't cause any trouble to the eldest grandson at all. The characters of the three were beaten by the whole audience, and they couldn't see the slightest chance.

"Great!" The six people who lost outright were still excited at this time.

"You're the top player we're looking for!" One of them rushed over and shouted at the eldest grandson.

"But you're not what I'm looking for." The eldest grandson said.

"Hahahaha." There was laughter in the Internet café.

", rookie."

"Shiro made us look forward to it."

"It's so weak!"

In a burst of ridicule, the six left gloomily. Everyone in the Internet café continued to enthusiastically discuss how the six people who were so weak chickens dared to claim that they had teamed up to win the championship.

Is it weak? It can't be counted, right...... The eldest grandson thought. The characters of the six people all have a very high win rate in the arena, which is so high that they have this kind of confidence.

But that's not enough! That stage is much more difficult than you think...... In the mind of the eldest grandson, the picture of the game that he watched ten times repeatedly appeared. He also thought more than once about what he would do and what he could have done if he were in that kind of picture.

But only in your own words......

The eldest grandson thought and shook his head, how could it be so easy!

"Big grandson, the western desert, fast !!" Suddenly, there was a shout.

"How?" The eldest grandson hurriedly asked while letting Luohua exit the arena.

"It's a fight, come and help!" The other party shouted.

"Right now!" Not only the eldest grandson echoed, but the players who had just come into the room to watch the battle asked the characters to exit the arena and run wildly towards the western desert.

They are regular customers of the same Internet café, and they often play together in the game. often fight and kill together, advance and retreat together.

"Hurry up, there's a master!" The caller for help urged.

Master?

Everyone laughed, at this moment the master sounded like a joke to them, there are too many people in this world who dare to call themselves masters casually, just now there were six self-proclaimed masters, claiming to win the championship, but in the end, they couldn't even get three hits and one of them.

"Master? I liked it the most!! Everyone shouted, rushing from the main city where their respective characters were located, and rushed in all directions to the Western Wilderness.

Wild West, level 50 leveling area.

The sun was already setting in the west, and the afterglow was shining on this vast wasteland, adding to the magnificence. But at this time, not many people are in the mood to enjoy the scenery, and a large-scale PK is going on in the wasteland.

What is the cause of PK?

They didn't know when they arrived, they only knew that the battle was fierce, and after trying to identify their companions from them, they quickly joined their group.

"Where's the master?" Everyone laughed and didn't forget the joke yet.

"That's that ammunition expert, what's it called!" Someone replied.

"What flowers?" The eldest grandson heard a voice that seemed to be in his ear, a knight standing beside him in the game, and he was talking sarcastically.

The eldest grandson saw that in the afterglow of the setting sun, several oblique shadows floated in. He lifted his perspective to face the setting sun, the sun was not so dazzling, and several shadows were rapidly approaching.

"Beware!" The eldest grandson shouted, and hurriedly operated the falling flowers to rush and stab at the side.

"Watch out for what?" The knight was still smiling.

The shadows fell, and the flowers came.

The exploding fireworks engulfed the knight in an instant, and it didn't stop. Immediately after the gunshots rang out, a large area of light and shadow continued to expand in the area. The eldest grandson panicked and then pulled the falling flower to move in a mess to avoid the shroud of the explosion. In the rapidly rotating perspective, a high-speed moving figure fell into his eyes.

"Over there!" The eldest grandson called.

"What? Which? "People have no idea what he's talking about.

"Fuck me!" In the Internet café, two people lifted their keyboards together. The knight, along with another person who was very close to him, blossomed into two small white flowers in the brilliant light and shadow.

"One o'clock azimuth! No, it's eleven o'clock! Nine o'clock!! Dasun stared at the character, shouting to remind his companions. The kid was moving too fast, changing positions all the time.

"What are you talking about!!" But the crowd couldn't keep up with him.

"What a flower!" The eldest grandson said angrily. He couldn't read the character's name clearly, the other party was very cunning, making full use of the many character positions in the melee, using other characters as his cover, constantly hiding his figure, as for the name to be incomplete, it was not deliberate. It's really not easy to see the ID of a certain character in such a scuffle.

Everyone else can't pay attention to it, so you can only solve it on your own!

Rushed!

The eldest grandson's fallen flower rushed forward with a heavy sword, and a swordsman jumped out of the way.

Slash!

In the forward rush, the heavy sword had been placed behind him, and he had already prepared the frame of the move, and this inverted slash was launched very suddenly, and the other party found that it was too late to dodge the parry.

The swordsman was slashed into the sky, the operator's technique was good, he tried to adjust in the air, and counterattacked with silver light, but a crimson sword shadow had already slashed down.

Blood Shadow Blade!

The trend of swords is the name of knives.

The profession of mad swordsman, a large number of skills are slashing, it really doesn't look like a swordsman, but like a swordsman. But whether it was a sword or a sword, the swordsman had been cut down, and the crimson sword shadow even pierced his body and fell straight behind him.

Rumble!

The earth seemed to tremble, and with a sword, a bloody path was slashed, and the flowers fell straight into the enemy formation. The epee danced wildly, and in the blink of an eye, several opponents had already been knocked away.

"Attention, watch out for that mad swordsman!" The battlefield began to resound with the wild shouts of opposing players.

"Which, which?" Someone asked.

"That's it, what a flower!" Someone shouted.

What kind of flower again.

There's a flower here, and there's a flower there. And right now, what kind of flowers are rushing towards what flowers over there.

But it's not that simple.

Before, I just used other characters as cover, but now, a piece of light and shadow has been woven again, and the figure is like a shadow in it.

See how long you can hold out!

Dasun bites to death and does not relax, this kind of fighting style of this ammunition expert is very dependent on skills, and such a continuous explosion of skills, the mana consumption will undoubtedly be very large.

But in the blink of an eye, the eldest grandson found that although this guy's mana was consumed a lot, his own life was also greatly consumed under his attack. Almost no one could avoid his attacks in time, and the large area of light and shadow enveloped the opponent, while also cooperating with his own attack. Originally, it was just a big brawl, but because of his intersperse, the messy guys on the other side actually had an attack rhythm.

But the rhythm can be built up, and of course it can be broken!

Rush! Keep rushing!

The eldest grandson no longer blindly stares at his opponent, and deliberately destroys the opponent's attack intention. The non-stop slashing had already stained the blade of the sword, and the blood flowers that flew up between the swings of the heavy sword were not much better than those brilliant explosions of light and shadow.

"Stop, stop!" The shouts are still there, but they are becoming less and less, not because they don't pay attention, but because more and more people have fallen in the process of stopping them.

He who fell in light and shadow fell under the blood and flowers.

There are player corpses everywhere, and there are explosive equipment everywhere. But there was no pause, and this battle had reached the point where whoever breathed a sigh of relief first would fall first.

If it's a battle, there will be a winner in the end!

"Where are you going?" In the midst of the eldest grandson's shouting, the falling flowers in the state of collapse rushed straight forward, waving his sword and jumping up.

Collapse Strike!

The heavy sword was cut down, and there were already corpses around the scene, and there was a scuffle, and there were only two people killed alive. The ammunition specialist lost the opportunity to rely on other characters to cover his body, and was finally caught by the eldest grandson in his position.

What flowers?

What kind of flower.

At this moment, the eldest grandson saw very clearly, it was a hundred flowers, a hundred flowers.

The heavy sword was split, and it was too late to dodge the chaos, but the automatic pistol in his hand was still barely raised, and a bullet still erupted from fire.

Burst!

Blood splashed out on the body of the falling flower, and he was shot, but it was no big deal, it was just an ordinary blow, and it was completely unable to stop the mountain collapse. The heavy sword fell, and the flying blood flowers became more vivid, and the hundred flowers were smashed to the ground, and the victory and defeat were divided.

But the eldest grandson did not let the falling flowers continue to attack.

Is the winner decided?

It's divided, but the reason for the victory or defeat is just because he came a little late, so his state is more sufficient, and the other party has already used up his mana and exhausted his spirit in the battle.

If the last shot has some ammunition skills, this victory will probably have to be fought.

The heavy sword was withdrawn and slung to his shoulder.

"Hey......" The eldest grandson laughed, looking at the guy who fell to the ground in front of him, he suddenly felt that the picture he had been making up in his brain was gradually complete. This picture should be enough to stand on that stage and be in the middle of the battle that I have watched ten times, right?

"Your skills look good, would you like to join me in a combo?"

"Huh?" The one who fell to the ground was visibly surprised.

"Who are you?" He asked.

"Sun Zheping, a mad swordsman, is in disarray. What about you? ”

"Zhang Jiale, an ammunition expert, is full of flowers."

"What about our team?" Sun Zheping said.

"Clan?" Zhang Jiale looked at the names of the two characters and thought for a while: "Double flowers? ”

"Where is the double flower, it is better to have a hundred flowers." Sun Zheping said.

That year, the western wilderness was in full bloom.