Mount Olympus.

Xiao Jin, who was reborn after the catastrophe, worked hard to climb up.

The fiftieth turn is just around the corner.

And the state of the five people is also extremely poor, just like people who are deoxygenated and dehydrated, their mouths are almost chapped.

The altitude here is already considered high, and the wind from the mountain stream seems to carry a chill.

They entered the fiftieth turn, and as expected, the pressure increased a lot.

Xiao Jin asked everyone to use their own healing kits, and then everyone walked up to the fifty-third turn to the 'supply station' in one go.

However, the effect of the healing pack is not so obvious at this time, because it is only a tool to repair wounds and restore health, and they are suffering from 'internal injuries'. The healing pack also only provides a short-term cushioning effect.

After a brief pause, the five of them set off again.

Daxian kept muttering the words "supply station" in his mouth, apparently believing that there really was such a thing above his head.

Xiao Jin walked at the back of the line without saying a word.

"Five-one-nineteen actually reached the fiftieth turn?"

Someone in the viewing channel said in surprise.

"I'll just say, they can do it."

"Will they break the record of King's Landing?"

The man took a sip of a cold drink, as if he were watching a play.

"Fifty-six turns? It's hard because from the fiftieth turn onwards the pressure is more between each turn and it's hard to ......"

None of them noticed that in the corner behind them, there were three men who remained silent.

They just stare at the screen in front of them.

The two young men were more curious, of course, it was not the curiosity that May 19 could reach the height, but the curiosity about the identity of the hermit among them.

The eyes of the two kept secretly exchanging, and from time to time they looked at the innermost figure.

She had been sitting there for more than ten minutes, but she had not said a word, not even moving.

Their instincts told them there must be a story in it.

At this time, her emotions had calmed down a lot.

Looking at the time, she knew it was time for her to go.

This time, he was able to give up training and come here despite the opposition of his coach and others, and it was all because he was in front of him to block the bullets for himself.

But as a pro, she can't let herself dictate her time.

Maybe we'll see each other soon, if you can get back to that arena.

She said to Xiao Jin in her heart.

It's just that she knows that if there is a day, then she and he will already be people in different camps.

She stood up, and the two young men beside her followed suit.

"Let's go."

There was still no ripple in her voice.

"Don't you want to see it? Not done yet? ”

A young man asked in a low voice.

"Why are you talking so much, is this kind of team worth wasting time for Sister Mi?"

Another young man glared at him.

She stopped talking and walked straight out of the viewing channel.

The two youths behind him immediately followed.

And the man who spoke just now might never have imagined that the team he didn't talk about would become a nightmare for all professional teams, including Yimeng, in the future.

But that's all for later.

Xiao Jin is very entangled now.

Because they had already reached the fifty-second turn, the others had almost exhausted the source power in their bodies and were making the final struggle.

In their hearts, the supply depot above their heads is their lifeline.

However, this is just a lie by Xiao Jin.

Daisen was almost crawling forward, because his legs could no longer withstand that kind of pressure.

"How about a moment, how about taking a break for ten minutes?"

He said expectantly as he climbed up.

However, Su Nuo and Gou Jun did not have a trace of relief on their faces, because they vaguely felt that the supply station did not exist.

No one answered Daisen's question, and they made a last-ditch effort.

In reality outside of the game, a middle-aged man with glasses stares at the screen in front of him.

In the screen is the appearance of more than 19 people.

This middle-aged man is Lao Chen.

At this time, there was another man of his age sitting next to him.

"You really sold DT to the guy surnamed Sun?"

The man stared at Lao Chen and asked incredulously.

"Hmm."

Lao Chen's eyes never left the screen, he only answered this one word.

"A top 16 team is gone?"

The man was obviously unable to let go.

Lao Chen didn't answer him.

The man shook his head helplessly, and his gaze fell on the screen.

"We've known each other for more than a decade, and this time I really can't understand what you're doing."

He sighed and said.

"You should put more thought into your team, don't be eliminated in the first round this year."

Lao Chen lit a cigarette and took a slow puff and said.

And from his mouth, it is not difficult to know that the middle-aged man next to him is also the owner of a professional team.

"You don't have to worry about me."

The middle-aged man glanced at him, then his gaze fell on the screen again.

"So you're putting all your hopes on these little ones now?"

He asked.

Lao Chen flicked the cigarette ash, seemingly agreeing with his statement.

"A team that can't go up at 60 turns, do they have any hope of making it to the professional arena? And there is also a hermit, alas......"

He sighed.

"Shall we make a bet?"

Lao Chen extinguished the cigarette butt and looked at him.

"What?"

"In a month's time, 519 will be on the professional stage."

Lao Chen's expression was very confident.

"I don't know where you got your confidence, but I don't think it's possible."

He directly denied Lao Chen.

"If I'm not mistaken, your team has a 'free ticket' for the Pro League."

Lao Chen said.

"What? Are you hitting the attention of it? ”

Lao Chen smiled and said nothing.

"Okay, if your team can actually enter the alliance, then I will personally present the free ticket! If not, how about you give up on them and join me in my team? ”

He agreed to Lao Chen's bet, and then put forward his own conditions.

Lao Chen groaned slightly, then looked up at the screen and said slowly:

"Okay."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's face was happy.

He and Lao Chen have known each other for ten years, and the two first met because of games.

At that time, the war history had not yet appeared, but they had already made an agreement to create an esports club together in the future.

Later, the two set up their own teams, but both teams achieved good results and received invitations to the professional league every year.

Three years have passed, and Lao Chen and his team announced the rupture not long ago.

The middle-aged man thought that at this time, he could invite Lao Chen to his team and run the team together, but he didn't want Lao Chen to temporarily pull a few people to form a new team, which made him very unwilling.

But just now they made a bet between them, which gave him hope again.

He didn't believe that the newly formed team could do anything good, and it was even more impossible to enter the professional league.

With a feeling of joy in his heart, he looked at the figures on the screen, as if looking at an orphan who was about to be abandoned, with pity in his eyes.

Sixty turns is not a problem for professional teams, but for them, it is as impassable as a moat.

There is a saying that sixty turns is a watershed, and the teams above it are excellent, and the teams below them can only be counted as mediocre.

And he believes that the limit of 519 is only 60 turns, and they are bound to be a mediocre team.

Lao Chen stopped talking, and he was thoughtful.

Through his observations these days, he found that this team has a tenacity that other teams don't have, and that kind of spirit that even some professional teams don't have!

And this is the most important point he likes about this team.

Now, he's excited to see what this young team will bring......