Madrid, headquarters of Team Fut.

This is the world's most luxurious e-sports training hall, with nearly 100 computers arranged in a large hall, and a small stage in the center, which is the venue for Fut's intra-team competitions, with four large LCD screens hanging above the stage. In addition to being slightly smaller, such a configuration is no less than the famous E-sport venues such as Shanghai Feng Pavilion, Madrid Giant Center, and Bird's Castle in Florence. However, unlike ordinary e-sports halls, this training hall carries a legend. It was a large portrait on the wall in front of the hall of a handsome blonde man smiling like the sun. Underneath the portrait is a row of striking inscriptions: Our Legend - Fut.Meteor.

"Oh!

"Ahh Captain! That's great! ”

At this time, a sudden commotion sounded in the vast training hall, which faintly stirred up an echo, adding a touch of gloom to the slightly solemn hall. However, the second- and third-tier players of Fut who sat around the screen to watch the Ice King Match were extremely excited. For them, Nana is the embodiment of perfection, and how can they not be excited to see the ultimate trick of their idol with their own eyes.

"The captain will definitely become such a legend!"

A young member of the team pointed to the portrait on the wall and shouted:

"When the time comes, the portrait of the captain will hang somewhere!"

Suddenly, a hand slapped heavily on his shoulder. The team member bared his teeth and turned his head to scold, but the words froze. Behind him, there was Fose.

"That's right, Nana will become a legend!"

Fose smiled. Looking up at the portrait opposite, the person in the painting is also smiling. Such as sunlight. Fose's expression cooled suddenly.

"She's not going to be a portrait ......, though"

Muttered. Fose slowly walked under Meteor's portrait and looked up.

"Only the dead become portraits."

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Legends are often associated with myths.

"Among the many legends of the Frozen Throne, there is a legend about dragons. In that distant ancient world, dragons would fly to the cold continent of Northrend in the north to sleep at the end of their lives. Over time, it became the tomb of the dragon, and countless dragon remains were scattered across the continent. When the undead Lich King took control of the continent of Northrend, he used mystical magic to resurrect the bones of dead dragons. Since then, these dragons resurrected in the frost have become legendary and mythical creatures as the most powerful force in the entire continent. People call it in awe: the Frost Dragon. ”

- "Warcraft 3 Undead Class Introduction"

"Ice Dragon! It's the Frost Dragon! ”

In the live broadcast screen in front of Fang Han, the Frost Dragon was attacking the orcs who were caught off guard. Silvery-white frost flames rushed into the orc forces with a chill that could freeze everything. In the air, which dropped to freezing in an instant, the orc warriors became extremely sluggish.

"The puppy jumps straight to the ice dragon. It's not a reasonable tactic and class combination, but in Nana's hands, it's a formidable tactic to finish any opponent. In the European Classic, it was with this tactic that nana defeated another ghost king KO to become the true world No. 1 UD, and also achieved another glory for the undead after Meteor and free. Therefore, this tactic is also known as: nana. mythical stream. ”

Wang Xue explained in as calm a voice as possible, she didn't understand, in an ordinary challenge match. In the face of Chen Ling, who was just a nobody, Nana would do her best so hard.

screen. Under the bright sun, there was frost all over the ground. In the beautiful frost mist, the hideous faces of the orcs can be faintly seen. It's confusing. Is this heaven or hell?

"Don't be afraid! There are countless ways for orcs to fight the Ice Dragon! ”

After a moment of shock, Fang Han quickly regained his composure. In front of orcs who are good at restraining units in the air. Just one ice dragon is a little too thin.

Sure enough, it was too late to spit out the second breath of frost flame. A large net had already caught the ice dragon, and then it was. The wolf riders flew back, the infantry rushed up, plus the prophet and TC, all the attack power of the beast clan locked on to the trapped dragon in the net, and the two wolf riders hid behind the troops and waited to continue to cast the net at any time. Chen Ling was extremely calm, the only one in the beast clan's troops who could restrain the ice dragon was the wolf rider, and he had already lost a wolf rider in the battle just now, so the remaining two must be protected. As long as the ice dragon is killed, even if the final sub-base is lost, it will not be too much of a loss.

The orc infantry slashed at the massive head of the frost dragon with steel axes in both hands, and from the jaws of the blood basin that opened and closed, he could even see the sharp dragon fangs surrounded by frost, as if they were ready to burst up at any moment, tearing all enemies that approached it to pieces. Despite the fear in their hearts, the orc infantry did everything they could to chop this axe!

"Dang!"

With a crisp metal thud, the steel axe was jerked back. Across the eyes of the orc infantry was the Frost Sorrow in the hands of the Death Knight. The next moment, the dragon raised its head and opened its mouth, and a cloud of frosty white flame erupted from its mouth! Instantly drown the figure of the orc infantry!

"Can't hit! Chen Ling couldn't beat the ice dragon who was taken under the net! Nana actually used this method to protect the ice dragon! ”

At this time, a strange scene appeared in the battlefield: the formation of the undead suddenly changed into a circle, and in the middle of the circle was the frost dragon that was under the net. The orcs howled and rushed towards the trapped dragon, only to find that they could not get closer, and although they were fierce, they tried in vain.

This is the moment the ice dragon landed, Nana quickly operated the troops to surround the ice dragon, so that the orcs, who were all melee troops except for the prophet, could not defeat the ice dragon at all, and the dragon in the protective circle could instead exert its attack power unscrupulously. At this point, the Frost Flame manifests a terrifying power. Most of the orc forces were frozen and sluggish in the ice mist that spewed out, and the slowed orcs were almost vulnerable to the rampaging ghouls.

"It's like using NOVA without stopping. That's the scary thing about ice dragons. ”

In Wang Xue's helpless voice, Chen Ling nodded out and returned to the city.

Fall of the sub-minerals.

The army of the undead ignored the ore distribution in front of them and ran directly to the main base of the beast clan. The experienced Nana will not give Chen Ling a chance to transform at all. The two ghouls who caught up with them pounced on the unarmed laborers in the orc mines......

Two o'clock in the morning. It's quiet.

Xiao Xin lay on the bed, his eyes wide open.

He couldn't sleep. Five hours ago. Chen Ling lost the Ice King Match, which was not an unacceptable result. It's just that. Xiao Xin clearly remembered that when Chen Ling typed "gg", there was a suffocating silence in the FF training room, dazed and helpless written on everyone's faces, and even Xiao Tian, who was the most unwilling to admit defeat, was silent.

Nana is more powerful than anyone could have imagined.

Is this world-class strength? How many people are there of this level?

Such questions linger in everyone's mind. Suddenly, they were no longer sure about FF's fate on WC3L.

It's not terrible to lose a game. The terrible thing is to lose confidence.

Xiao Xin suddenly lifted the quilt, got dressed, and pushed open the door.

We must not go on like this!

"Smack, smack..."

In a dark training room. There was a faint light, and a slight sound kept coming from the room. Xiao Xin knew that it was the sound of fingers tapping on the keyboard.

Chen Ling sat in front of the monitor, the flickering light and shadow on his face constantly changing, like a torch in the dark, although fragile and fragile, it could always illuminate the way forward.

On the screen, at both ends of the limit, two ghouls are slotting the Gollum soldiers. Despite shaking his body, the ghoul was unable to stop the Gollum Soldiers' path.

Chen Ling shook his head, brought up the live menu, and clicked "loadgame". However. Another attempt at a two-line slot ended in failure.

"Try using the shift key."

Xiao Xin, who was standing behind Chen Ling and watching, suddenly said.

Chen Ling didn't look back, but said lightly:

"You're here too."

Xiao Xin smiled, patted Chen Lingdao:

"I'll try."

LoadGame again. The two Grunts were fleeing in separate directions, and the two ghouls were in front of their opponents almost simultaneously. The body kept swaying, and it was already firmly stuck in the retreat of the two Gollum soldiers.

"Beautiful! That's it! ”

Chen Ling's cheers have not yet fallen. A ghoul suddenly deviates from its position, and the Gollum Soldier takes the opportunity to break free from the entanglement, and instantly escapes the view of the screen. Xiao Xin's double-line card position was only a little bit perfect.

"How?"

Staring at the screen tightly, Chen Ling's eyes shot a scorching light.

"It's actually very simple, first form two ghouls separately, and then use shfit to pre-locate them."

Xiao Xin called up the REP of the game just now, and continued while watching:

"Of course, the Gollum Soldier's position must be correctly estimated, and the hand speed must be fast enough for the ghoul to get stuck accurately. However, to get stuck with an acceleration unit like Nana is not something I can do right now. ”

"Solved the mystery of Nana's dance stream so quickly, no wonder the master always said that you are a genius!"

The sudden sound startled Xiao Xin and Chen Ling, and the two turned around, with Lan Rui and Xiao Tian standing behind them.

Stared at by the two of them, Lan Rui was a little embarrassed to hold her glasses, and took Xiao Tian's sleeve and said:

"I also wanted to practice, but I ran into Sister Xiao Tian."

Xiao Tian walked straight to the computer, took the mouse in Xiao Xin's hand, bent down slightly, and continued to watch Xiao Xin's REP trying to dance.

Xiao Tian's long hair hung down, gently caressing the side of Xiao Xin's face, in the dark, a wisp of fragrance penetrated into his nostrils, and suddenly, Xiao Xin seemed to be able to hear his heartbeat.

"Humph! It's just a matter of luck that I guessed it! ”

Xiao Tian's crisp voice came to his ears, and Xiao Xin smiled helplessly. Looks like she's still angry......

Suddenly, the lights came on, and Qizai stood at the door in his pajamas, muttering with sleepy eyes:

"How do you sleepwalk collectively......"

"Stupid!"

Ah Ming appeared behind Qizai, patted his head, and looked at the people in the room:

"Hah! Unexpectedly, we couldn't sleep! Of course ......"

Ah Ming put his hand on Qizai's shoulder, with a look of hatred that iron is not steel.

"Except for this idiot!"

Qizai rubbed his head and protested:

"Why can't I sleep, anyway, there are new brothers, sweet sisters and old zeros, and you are here, and I am not afraid of a few more nana! I'll kill some shrimp enough, hehe! ”

Everyone was amused by his smirk. Lan Rui said while turning on the other computer:

"What a fool!"

Qizai's eyes immediately widened.

"Who do you say is stupid!"

"You!"

"You... You're stupid! ”

……

At half past two in the morning, a room in a building next to Shenghua University was lively again. So, in the midst of the noise, the darkness dispersed and the sky gradually brightened.