"Congratulations to TopOne for winning the first World War Individual Championship!"

Behind the curtain of the competition stage at the Royal Opera House, a man with braided hair walked silently in a narrow corridor, and behind him, the passionate voice of the commentary came. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The word "champion" drifted into Fose's ears, and he stopped abruptly, his still trembling hands clenched into fists, his clenched teeth crunching against each other.

"Ahh No way!! ”

Fose kicked a table down the sidewalk, a beastly roar coming out of his mouth.

"How could I possibly lose?!"

The table rattled as it fell to the ground, like mocking laughter.

"Who? Who's laughing? Parrot? Parrot! Are you laughing at me? ”

Fose pointed sharply at the air in front of him, his face hideous:

"Why are you laughing at me? Since you were a child, your talent has not been as good as mine, if it weren't for my hand injury, where would it be your turn to become the god of War3?! What, you still dare to say that Ina doesn't love me anymore? What qualifications do you have to say such things? My brother actually thinks that way about my sister...... The real devil is you! You're right! ”

Fose kicked the fallen table again, hysterical!

Immediately, he seemed to remember something, and he actually covered his face with his hands and sneered:

"Hehehe....... Haha, that's right, you're just an older brother, and Ina will never fall in love with you! And I, I'm different, I'm the most suitable man for her! Whether she wants it or not, she will never be able to leave me again. Ina, it's mine! ”

Fose was muttering to himself in distraction, when suddenly, a petite figure appeared in the hallway.

"Gonzalez, sorry...... Ina already belonged to another man. ”

"Rinoa?!"

Fose looked up when he heard the sound and couldn't help but blurt out.

"Gonzalez, I didn't expect you to recognize me."

Rinoya smiled, but the muscles in her cheeks looked stiff and twisted...... It is difficult to make a normal expression after plastic surgery on the face that was burned by the fire.

"Hehehe, you've got enough money, why don't you get me out of Europe?!" Fose sneered.

When the Dead first appeared, Zoro had already sent someone to find out their origins. Then, the Carol family gave Casa enough benefits at the cost of leaving Europe and keeping the secrets of five years ago in their hearts forever.

"Kasa said, I'm going to give you a gift before I leave."

Fose's cold words made the last trace of hesitation in Rinoya's eyes completely dissipate, and she pulled a picture out of her arms.

Fose took the photo...... In the next second, his body trembled, and his eyes suddenly turned red!

In the photo, Chen Ling and Nana are sleeping on the bed with each other, and under the thin blanket, Nana's fair shoulders and graceful collarbones are faintly visible...... Everyone can see that this is a couple of souls and flesh.

"No, it can't be...... How could Ina be with this lowly man...... I don't believe it, I don't believe it!! ”

Fose's lips trembled, his face turned pale, and he tore the picture to shreds!

"Ina is mine, it's mine! No one can touch it! Fose stepped forward and grabbed Rinoa's neck, his eyes like a furious guillotine.

"Where are they?"

"Ahem, you let me go...... They were in the Valley of the Dead, in the same house where Ina and Paro lived. ”

Lynoya was desperately afraid to hit Fose's hand, and hurriedly told Fose the whereabouts of Chen Ling and Nana.

Fose violently threw Rinoa aside and rushed out howling like a beast!

Rinnoa touched her red neck, struggled to get up from the ground, and looked at Fose's back, but there was no anger in her eyes, but a little more pity...... and nostalgia.

In the silence of the corridor, the dim light casts on the ground, as narrow as eternity.

After a long time, a faint sigh sounded.

"Goodbye, Gonzalez."

After a long time, Rinoa took out her phone and dialed a number that Casa had left for her.

The phone was connected, and Werther. Karl's somewhat hoarse voice came.

"Who?"

The other end of the phone was extremely noisy, and the shouts of "God King TopOne" rang from time to time. Apparently, the journalist was also in the Royal Opera House at the moment.

"Kasa told me to tell you it's your turn."

Rinoya took a deep breath and said slowly.

"I want to confirm Ina. Carol has left Madrid safely. ”

Werther stepped out of the circular auditorium on the second floor and onto a corridor covered with a dark red cashmere carpet, where everyone cheered and worshiped TopOne, and the corridor was eerily quiet.

"Kasa said that as long as you do what you have to do, Ina will naturally be free."

Rinoa was silent for a moment, and finally said as Casa had commanded.

"A map of the Royal Opera House has been sent to your phone, and the backstage control room is on the third floor."

After saying this, Rinoya hung up the phone. The muscles of the stiff face twitched, and the corners of his mouth flashed with a smile that was more ugly than crying, and he muttered to himself in distraction:

"Liberation is death......

Walking out of the gates of the Royal Opera House, the remaining three members of the Dead have been waiting for a long time.

"Let's go, let's get out of here and never come back."

Rinoya clenched the ticket in her pocket tightly and burst into tears.

......

"The fans of the FUT team don't have to be too sad, although FOSE lost the individual championship, but the next FUT battle still has a chance to win the team championship!"

At the Royal Opera House, the spectacle commentator shakes off his frustration and returns to the commentary seat.

"The final battle of the World War team match will be between the Spanish team fut team and the Chinese team FF team, fose and TopOne, this is a pair of fateful opponents! But before that, I'd like to have exciting news for all War3 players and all esports practitioners! ”

The fat master looked down at a manuscript in his hand, which was the latest news that had just arrived from the IOC headquarters in Lausanne, Switzerland.

"At this time in Lausanne, Switzerland, the IOC is voting on War3 to be included in the Olympic Games as an official sport!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire Royal Opera House suddenly erupted in a wave of cheers!

This huge wave even surpassed the epic super final just now!

Because, at the moment, whether it is Europe, America, South Korea, China...... War3 players all over the world cheered together!

"E-sports into the Olympics! War3 will be the first Olympic event!? ”

All War3 players, and even all other esports players who were following this game, froze, and a throbbing of imminent history swelled out of everyone's heart.

"E-sports into the Olympics? In other words, from now on, e-sports will no longer be despised by people and misunderstood by society as a plaything, but will really be on the table of elegance? ”

Fang Han and Chen Jie glanced at each other, and their eyes were a little moist.

The older generation of e-sports people all know that in China, e-sports has gone from everyone shouting and breaking the ice to being in the ascendant, from Red Alert, Interstellar, CS to War3, I don't know how many people have paid their entire youth...... However, "e-sports into the Olympics", these four words have never dared to be extravagant!

Now, is the dream about to become a reality?

The fat master turned the press release in his hand to the second page, his expression was slightly stiff, he coughed lightly, and still read out the content on it:

"If War3 succeeds in entering the Olympics, then the biggest hero will undoubtedly be the chairman of the World Demon Federation - Mr. Zoro!"