Marseille, France.

The famous St. Charles Central Station. Unlike the port of Marseille, which was built in the 6th century BC and has an ancient atmosphere, the station, built on a high ground overlooking the town, has all the modern elements in one, from buses to metro, banks to baths. Today, St. Charles is particularly lively, a group of beautiful hostesses stand in a neat row, each holding a stop sign in their hands, on which is written a line in French, English, German and other languages - War III: European Classic.

A blonde man walked out of the station with the crowd of hostesses passing by, carrying a bag and walking through the ancient streets of Athens Avenue to the towering Mahzo Cathedral in the distance. The warm sun of the Mediterranean shone softly on him, and he stopped suddenly, took out a photograph from his pocket, and looked at the beautiful face of the elf on the photograph, his gaze revealed infinite tenderness and longing.

"Xiao Tian, you know what, I'm going to be the top player in Europe soon!"

The blonde man muttered to himself.

"Sir, you're a tourist, aren't you? Do you want me to be your guide? ”

A Frenchwoman, dressed in open clothes, approached him and accosted him, saying that a handsome face like him always had an easy time capturing the hearts of young girls. Unfortunately, this is not what he wanted.

"I'm sorry, I'm not a tourist. I'm here for the European Classic, my name is Roe! ”

As he spoke, he smiled brightly and walked on. The refreshing sea breeze in the port of Marseille lifted people's spirits, and it seemed that Xiao Tian hadn't smiled in a long time since he left.

I finally came to the Cathedral of Mazhuo, deliberately avoiding the reception staff of the event, just to come and see it alone. The towering twin towers next to the church are very similar to Prague's Tyon Church, seeing the twin towers that symbolize love, he seems to have returned to last year's Christmas, Xiao Tian's smiling face looks extremely charming and moving in the snowflakes in the sky, even if it is the expression when he refuses to propose, it also makes him fall in love and indulge.

Roe raised his hand and looked at his watch, at 9 o'clock, the game was about to start, he took another look at the majestic Majo Cathedral, and turned to walk towards the location of the stadium, Ganon Biller Street.

Ganon Beale Street, Elite Arena. At this time, the hall is full, and the annual War III European Classic is about to begin. This is the highest level of competition in Europe, and the competitors have been tested by several qualifying tournaments.

Nearly 100 TV media from various countries will report on this event, which shows the huge influence of E-SPORT in Europe, and thanks to SK.Hot, Fut.Nana, KE. With the participation of superstars such as TO, this year's European Classic has even surpassed the WCG, because in the WCG2006, SK.Hot and Fut.Nana, who are ranked first and second in the world, did not participate, and in the end, TO won the championship, and now, the three masters have finally come together, and people are looking forward to the battle between them.

Nana collapsed in her chair, her long jet-black hair softening over her shoulders. She walked for thirty minutes from the door to the player's lounge just now! The crazy FANS surrounded her, and if it wasn't for the staff to relieve her, she really didn't know if she could get out. It's safe to say that regardless of the outcome of this tournament, Nana will definitely be the most watched player for one simple reason – the number one female player in the world.

The phone rang, Nana took out her phone, looked at the number, and couldn't help but shake her head and smile bitterly.

"Fose, why are you still in China, didn't you come back after you investigated?"

"Alright, my beautiful captain, just give me two days off. Hehe, I've found a couple of interesting people here. ”

"Humph! If the interesting people you are talking about are TopOne and Liu Fei, then wait to be punished! ”

Nana said with a deliberately calm face. In fact, fose's trip to China as a spy this time was still at her behest, and TopOne's sudden comeback caused a lot of shock in the Warcraft world, and the world's major teams wanted to recruit him to increase their strength. Nana also sent fose to see if he still had the strength he had when he played Free two years ago, but she didn't plan to pull Shaw into the team, and for Nana, an interesting opponent was far more attractive than an obedient friend.

"Spare me, Captain, I've found a couple of nice guys. A big beautiful woman who's just like you; The other one, hey, hey, guess. ”

Fose is habitually cynical, smiling at everyone.

"Less nonsense, talk fast!"

Nana has a feeling of wanting to bite, and the beauty doesn't seem to have a very good patience.

"NO.0, do you remember him?"

"Forget."

Nana said without thinking about it, she had only been to China once when she was so big, and for Chinese Warcraft, the only things she knew were TopOne and Liu Fei.

"Alas! He's going to be sad if you say that! The one who fell in love with you at first sight. ”

"It's Him"

Nana remembered that in that unforgettable summer, in the underground arena, the Chinese boy who confessed to himself. Every year, every day, there are many men who pour out their love for her, but in the eyes of those people, she only sees Yu Wang, who covets beauty, and the eyes of NO.0 are different, scorching, but also extremely clear. Perhaps, what is contained in those eyes is true love, right? Although she rejected him, and even forgot about this person, Nana couldn't forget that look.

"Is he stronger now?"

"It seems that there is a point, and it needs to be confirmed one last time. However, "

Fose's voice suddenly became serious.

"If he's still so vulnerable, let me ruin him completely! Captain? ”

"Whatever you want, demon-fose."

In Europe, Fose is known for his ability to break the confidence of his opponents, and if he lacks the slightest strength, he will be completely humiliated, in Fose's words: let those who love to dream understand the cruelty of the professional world. So far, most of the people who have fought with him have given up on Warcraft, so Fose still has a nickname - Demon. I wonder if that Chinese boy can pass the demon level? Nana put down the phone, and the music was already playing outside, and she pulled a strand of hair that fell from her forehead, stood up and walked to the arena.

War III: The European Classic, officially opened.

Chengdu, China.

In an inconspicuous house next to Shenghua University.

All the staff of FF sat together with grim expressions, and Xiao Xin took out a cigarette and lit it. Xiao Tian didn't stop him for the first time, just clapped her hands and said:

"Okay, okay, three of our team have made it to the semi-finals, everyone should be happy."

Ah Ming also chimed in:

"Lao Xin, your task is to win the championship and runner-up!"

Tomorrow is the last match day of the Southwest Division of the Individual Ranking Competition, Xiao Xin, Xiao Tian and Chen Ling have entered the semi-finals, and Xiao Tian and Chen Ling will meet in the semi-finals. According to the rules, the top four teams in the Southwest Division will qualify for the National Finals, and three members of the FF team will be in the top four, which should be a cause for joy, but the sudden appearance of fose makes them no longer in the mood to celebrate.

"I'm giving you a chance, a chance to play in the World Series."

At the time, in a secluded corner of the Shenghua Auditorium, Fose said this to the FF players. Xiao Xin frowned, and his intuition told him that this so-called "opportunity" was not so simple.

“WC3L。”

Fose continued, and everyone couldn't help but be moved. If WCG, WEG, ESWC and other events are the highest pursuit of every professional player, then WC3L is the supreme honor of every professional team. However, only world-renowned teams are eligible for this event, and in China, even AS does not have such qualifications, let alone the newly established FF?

Looking at everyone's expressions, Fose smiled, this feeling of being in control of everything was really good, and he continued:

"There's one condition, though."

Sure enough, Xiao Xin looked at Fose and said lightly:

"I knew it wasn't that easy, don't talk nonsense, what's the condition?"

fose turned his head, Xiao Xin's eyes made him a little uncomfortable, just like the captain Nana, there was a kind of majesty of a strong man.

"Two conditions, first, you want to win the championship of this year's Chinese Super League; Second, if you fail to become the champion of China, then please disband the team and all the players announce their retirement. ”

"What?! Disband! Retire? You're crazy! ”

Qizai screamed, such conditions were unacceptable. Xiao Xin waved his hand, signaling the others to be quiet, he stared at Fose, and the cold glint in his eyes flashed.

"What the hell is your purpose?"

Fose smiled indifferently:

"It's nothing, I just want everyone to understand the cruelty of the professional world."

"Why are you guaranteed to let us participate in WC3L?"

Chen Ling said coldly.

fose pulled out a piece of paper, which also had the seals of the World Warcraft Association and the WC3L Organizing Committee. Xiao Tian took it, she is the best person in Chinese and English in FF. After a long time, she said with some disbelief:

"Even the authoritative association has issued a guarantee, who are you?"

"Hee-hee, you don't have to worry about it, beauty. How, agree to my terms? ”

Xiao Xin looked at the FF team members, Xiao Tian, Ah Ming, Chen Ling, and Qi Zai, and they nodded to Xiao Xin:

"Captain, you decide!"

Xiao Xin took a deep breath, suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and said firmly:

"We promise!"