Cheng Mu used a month to hit his number to the 110th place in the national service, and then it took another ten days to hit the 13th place in the national service.

Whether it is KDA or win rate, he is almost a well-deserved first-generation practitioner of the national uniform, but when he played the thirteenth in the national uniform, the problem came.

Cheng Mu remembers very well that he hit the thirteenth in the national uniform on January 8th, and then in order to quickly enter the top ten, he had to play five or six games almost every afternoon after class, as of today, January 22nd.

Two weeks have passed, and Cheng Mu is still the thirteenth in the national service, and because he has stopped in this rank, the original win rate of nearly eighty has gradually decreased.

If this is placed in a low rank, Cheng Mu is sure that he has been playing so crazy in the past two weeks, and he can at least train two fat men with a 900 semicolon to the top 100 of the national service!

But now, his ranking score has been hovering above and below 30 points, and the ranking will always be the thirteenth that cannot be beaten!

Is this a bottleneck, or is your strength simply not enough to qualify for the top ten?

Cheng Mu didn't know, he had also been in a daze in front of the computer several times, trying to find out his reason. But no matter how hard he tried, two weeks, it was still that thirteen!

Cheng Mu was about to collapse, because he had been on the top of the thirteenth for two weeks, so some friends who knew or didn't know him in the ranking jokingly called him "Cheng Thirteen Lang", which was naturally a title that the strong Cheng Mu didn't want to accept.

If you call him "Cheng Yilang" or "Cheng Shouwolf" or something, he can barely laugh at it. But this thirteen is too cheating.

Cheng Mu doesn't believe in evil and can't win. Then deliberately lose, even if it falls to fourteen or fifteen, it is better than being called "Thirteen Lang" every day, especially when the fat man called out "Thirteen Lang" with a sneer, his eyes have been staring at Cheng Mu's work with bad intentions......

Although among the yellow race, thirteen centimeters is long enough. But Cheng Mu always felt uncomfortable, who is willing to share his "length" with others every day?

It's too hard to lose.

I don't know if it's because my teammates saw Cheng Mu's name of "Substitute Training Genius" and they all looked like they had been beaten with chicken blood. Anyway, even if Cheng Mu plays negatively and instantly turns into a hidden member of Hei Jiaji, he will definitely not be able to lose.

As long as it is about to fall to the fourteenth place, there will definitely be some earth-shattering comeback or lying down to win or something. Anyway, it's to let him select the interface in the next ban.。 Continue to smile wryly at the excitement of his teammates "Wow, Thirteen......

That's it, Cheng Mu is almost desperate, just like a fat man, playing games with fun, letting go of the noisy resentment that wants to score points, and seeing if he can realize it and break through to Twelve Lang.

This actually comes from the recent little bit of a god chattering and is said to have begun to believe in Buddhism. He explained Cheng Mu in a serious way, what obsession is too deep and easy to fall into the devil's way. This is because the Buddha thought that Cheng Mu was still saved, so he deliberately made him unable to score......

Once Cheng Mu goes against the sky and forcibly enters the top ten of the national service, on the day he reaches the top, Cheng Mu will go mad and die with blood in his whole body......

Although it was already a little crazy that the thing could come up with this mention, Cheng Mu still believed him a little bit, and forced himself to return to the innocent boy he was at the beginning......

That year, he also thought that the top order was two people; That year, his usual hero was always Brute & Easy; That year, he was shouting loudly to grab wood, grab stones, and have no meat to play with your mother......

At that time, he was not a power-training genius, just an optimistic teenager who wanted to relax by playing......

Well, although Cheng Mu has come to his senses, he is still stuck at 2580 points. Cheng Mu learned from the pain, and decisively summoned Brother Gao, three hundred yuan, Brother Qi, and the three masters to help him break through this level.

According to Cheng Mu's idea, he wanted to have a double row of four of them in the morning when the number of players was the lowest.

If they are all on their own side, then the four of them will be high-spirited and decisively fight hard to win this one; If the two are separated, then the two opposite sides will incarnate as Hei Jiaji and deliberately give Cheng Mu points.

Anyway, I just tried my best to let Cheng Mu successfully break through to Twelve Lang!

Although this will definitely affect the innocent passers-by who think they can hug their thighs, but in order to break through this threshold, Cheng Mu also forcibly made a few hard-hearted handfuls, and it was a big deal to add their friends and explain the situation directly.

Brother Gao, three hundred yuan, Brother Qi, the three of them had no choice but to return, but they still obeyed Cheng Mu, who was already a little crazy, and it was estimated that the goods would be called "Thirteen Lang" again, and they would die directly, and a generation of geniuses would embark on the road of no return in a mental hospital......

Taking advantage of the small number of people, the idea of four-person card ranking is very good, but unfortunately, the four professional players of two well-known teams in China also got together by mistake.

That's right, Brother Qi, Cheng Mu looked for the game in a double row, and decisively lined up to three hundred yuan and a sad arrow.

The last remaining passerby player was excited to jump off the building, he saw the ID of the legend of the three passers-by, and knew that even if he hung up, this one was already stable.

But when Cheng Mu and others, who also thought so, chose heroes and began to load the game, the passerby player found that something was very wrong~^

On the other side, those four IDs!

The passer-by player called "Empty Husband" couldn't hold back his tears......

Why is it so unlucky to meet the elite of the two major domestic teams at this stage!

Smiling slightly, Director Nuo; The gesture is God, smiled......

Although they all use other IDs, including Cheng Mu, who of them doesn't know the real god behind this ID?

Donkey Son...... clearlove…… zita1…… Xiang Duxiu!

"It seems that this is the system against you, and I don't want you to win this at all."

Qi Ge's tone was very tragic, he didn't think that his untrained passers-by could beat four top professional players.

He himself is playing professionally, so he naturally knows the gap between professional players and passers-by, it is simply one is heaven and the other is earth, of course, maybe this theory is not valid for Cheng Mu, three hundred yuan, and a sad arrow.

"The matching system of the mystery, this can be touched, all of them are among the top 100 in the national server!" Three hundred yuan smiled bitterly, although he was not afraid of the other side, but he also felt that it was difficult.

Micro smile, S2 world's first ADC; Director Nuo, the head of the three legs of the national uniform; Posture, the world's most murderous song; smiled, the national service is the first Rambo......

"I'm afraid of wool, just do it, if I win this one, I'll say goodbye to the title of Thirteen Lang!"

Cheng Mu also secretly complained about the system, and slapped it on the table with a fierce fist.

"Well, although I don't think the future is too optimistic, I still sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman, for your length, my brother also fights!"

Brother Gao also smiled beside him, and secretly glanced at Cheng Mu's crotch by the way...... (To be continued......)