Time passed in a hurry, after fighting with the hooded boy, Qin Yi was also a little tired, and after rushing back to the training room, he began to sleep, and no one disturbed him for two days, and Gan Fan's jackals, tigers and leopards were direct to the black iron keyboard brought back by the captain, and they grabbed it and installed it directly, so when Qin Yi got up, when he saw Gan Fan who was full of praise for the black iron keyboard, there was nothing else except a helpless face. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Captain morning!"

"You're early, too."

Qin Yi was weak, washing his face, brushing his teeth and playing games, day after day, it was difficult for anything to make him tempted.

"Captain, today is the match between the Monument team and the Skywalker team, do you want to watch it, our opponents in the next finals will be born from them."

Just when Qin Yi was thinking about life with a mouth full of toothpaste, Da Niu indifferently spit out a bombshell, it turned out that unconsciously, the Three Nets League had really come to an end, and Tianxing, the last tinder team of the Little Saint Academy, would also face a powerful test today.

Monument team, hearing the reputation of this team, Qin Yi instantly pricked up his ears, this is the team privately sponsored by Mentor Li of the Little Saint Academy, it is extremely mysterious, and it is inconspicuous in the three-nets league, so it inexplicably reached the semi-finals.

"Don't be in a hurry to watch the game first, Shaofeng, call up the personnel information sheet of the Monument team to me."

The toothpaste foam in Qin Yi's mouth flew sideways, but the vague words made Hua Shaofeng feel excited, and he didn't see any information from this bastard, but he suddenly stood up, patted his chest, and said: "Captain, just ask, what color the underwear of those boys in the Monument Clan is, I remember it clearly." ”

Hua Shaofeng is responsible for collecting and sorting out information in the team, this is a work that relies on his brain, Qin Yi didn't care, stretched out his hand, and told him to come by himself.

"Okay."

Hua Shaofeng, who was still going to perform a big show, reluctantly pulled out a bunch of documents from the table and handed them to Qin Yi, who glanced at it roughly, and sure enough, it was very detailed information, the Monument team was Tutor Li's private team, but the identities of these five young people were not recorded, and this time it is estimated that Tutor Li secretly contributed to the troubles in participating in the Three Nets League.

"Is it the same as us, it is also a concealment of real identity."

Qin Yi was thoughtful, he continued to look at the information, and suddenly found a very interesting thing, that is, the opponents that the Monument team had encountered these few times were either some unknown teams or the local team of the Little Saint Academy, and Wushuang, as one of the ace teams of the Little Saint Academy, was also eliminated by this Monument.

Is it a coincidence?

Not only Qin Yi, but even the wise and foolish bull showed a hint of secrecy and deep sighs.

"Captain of the Monument team, Li Congyun, professional earth swordsman, this is the branch of the swordsman profession, compared to the normal swordsman profession, this profession pays more attention to defense and stability."

"A member of the Monument team, Wang Yishan, a professional pastor, is in charge of treatment and planning."

"A member of the Monument team, Zhao Ling'er, is a flame dancer by profession, just like that little girl, there are two more that have not been introduced, it is said that one is not very good, and may be forced to leave the team."

Qin Yi looked at the information sheet about the major members of the Monument Clan, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Flame Dancer, this profession has too deep an impression on Qin Yi, every time he sees a flame dancer, Qin Yi can't help but think of the genius girl whose ID is Jiuling Dance, touching the palm of his hand, Qin Yi's face is full of aftertaste.

"The game has started, hey, no, why did the Skywalker team get on a substitute, and they are missing?"

Just when Qin Yi was immersed in his memories, Gan Fan let out a burst of exclamation, he had already found the live broadcast of the semi-finals of the Three Nets League in the public match live broadcast area of the 81st District, and the game broadcast was the first game between the Tianxing team and the Fengbei team, but the sharp-eyed Gan Fan found that behind a certain member of the Tianxing team, there was a substitute suffix.

"Substitutes? The white clothes are gone! ”

Hua Shaofeng and Da Niu almost opened their mouths in unison, and they also discovered that the Tianxing team was missing a very important person, the soul leader Bai Yi, the genius military master who was known as a wise man in the Little Saint Academy, did not appear in this game, the semi-finals of the Three Nets League, how to say it, is also a very important game, it shouldn't be.

Qin Yi stepped forward to watch the process of this semi-final, the game started quickly and ended faster, the Tianxing team, as the ace team of the Little Saint Academy, has always been known for its lightning-like style of play and execution, under the rule of the cold queen Mu Bingmiao, this team can be said to be the real top combat power of the Little Saint Academy, but today's game is very disappointing.

"Three mistakes, Mu Bingmiao made three mistakes in a row."

Qin Yi sat in front of the computer and adjusted the perspective of the character, looking at the gun mettle profession controlled by Mu Bingmiao from his perspective, he could completely understand every operation of the female player, but the result made him speechless, as the cold queen who had sneaked up on him, Qin Yi's evaluation of this girl has always been relatively high, but now, as if he had taken the wrong medicine, he made mistakes one after another, and was finally burned to death by the flame dancer of the Monument Clan, announcing the first defeat of the Skywalker Clan.

"They're not in shape."

Qin Yi shook his head, although he had some doubts in his heart, he didn't have too much speculation, but his eyes immediately froze, because less than three seconds after the end of the game, the second game began like lightning.

The three nets league gave the two teams enough time to rest in the semi-finals, the loser used this time to recuperate, and the winner used this time to calm down.

……

In the central hall, at the scene of the match between the Tianxing team and the Fengbei team, a man in white sat in the last row of the viewing platform, holding a crumpled piece of paper in his hand, with a bleak smile.

"Why insist on the game that can't be won, it's just hard for you, Mu Bingmiao."

In the arena, Mu Bingmiao was choosing a map, but the girl seemed to be too tired, clicking the mouse in her hand, she tried several times to choose a map suitable for Tianxing, but gave up for no reason, and in the end, when the time was over, the Tianxing team turned out to be a random map.

Burning Valley.

The people of the Nirvana team on the viewing platform were stunned and smiled bitterly.

"This map is not something that Skywalker and the Monument Clan can handle."

Wang Dalong muttered, but at this moment, a hoarse laugh came to his ears.

"Haha, yes, my team, I can play any map."

On the viewing platform, a middle-aged man with black-rimmed glasses sneered and whispered, glanced contemptuously at the disheveled members of the Nirvana team, and finally fixed his gaze on Wang Dalong.

"Are you interested in joining the Monument, I can not only let you return to the Little Saint Academy, but also let you take revenge on Zang Feng."

"You are?"

"You can call me Mentor Li, or you can call me the leader of the Monument Clan."

The middle-aged man pushed down the frame of his glasses and pointed to the playing field with a spring breeze.

"Team Skywalker will definitely lose, because I let them lose."

It seems that because of the words of this Mentor Li, he really has a bit of strength, just started the second game, and the substitute of the Tianxing team directly sent the first kill, with the system prompt, Wang Dalong looked at the man in front of him silently, and the next moment, he made an amazing move.

"Shady! I'm your grandmother! ”

The grumpy man rushed towards Mentor Li with a big fist, two eyes and a punch, black and blue, and a little bloodshot.