The battle was lost, the bet was lost, and the smile on Han Xiaojun's face disappeared, replaced by boundless loneliness.

Saying goodbye to his former teammate scholar for the last time, Han Xiaojun left the Tiangong Club with his friends, and the place where he once dedicated his youth was no longer welcome.

Looking at Han Xiaojun's distant back, the scholar sighed helplessly.

Rabbits and dead dogs cook, human nature.

The club's top brass had already given up on Han Xiaojun when they demoted him to the second team, not to mention the fact that he had been away from the club for nearly two years.

From now on, the mountains and rivers will be far away, and the rivers and lakes will be goodbye.

It's just that the scholar himself can't predict whether the next time he sees Han Xiaojun, whether they will be friends or enemies with each other.

……

Coming out of the "Heavenly Palace" team, Han Xiaojun didn't say hello to Arnold, the once familiar front desk beauty, when he passed by the front desk.

It wasn't until now that Han Xiaojun understood that he was no longer an "old friend" in front of Arnold.

When I went downstairs, everyone found that there was a dripping sleet outside, and the weather in the magic capital was the same as everyone's mood now, and they were all very depressed.

No one spoke, and in the end it was Wu Zi who was responsible for mobilizing the atmosphere.

"It's not too early, everyone's hungry, right? Let's go, I'll invite everyone to dinner. ”

When people are hungry, they often feel anxious, irritable, and depressed, and Wu Zi deeply understands this, this game with "Heavenly Palace" was not going well, and it will definitely be even more miserable if he is hungry.

Fortunately, although everyone's mood was not high, they were very supportive of Wu Zi's proposal, so under the leadership of Wu Zi and Chen Ye, everyone went to an ordinary but very exquisite small restaurant nearby to sit down.

After ordering dinner briefly, everyone could finally fill their stomachs, but the atmosphere at the banquet was still very depressing, and no one took the initiative to speak.

Even Su Zhe, who has always been calm, was expressionless this time, and his eyes were dull looking at the snowflakes fluttering in the distance outside the window.

Suddenly, Han Xiaojun proposed, "Does anyone want to drink?" ”

Several girls shook their heads again and again, and Han Xiaojun finally had to focus on Chen Ye and Su Zhe.

Chen Ye thought about it, gritted his teeth and said, "Then I'll accompany Coach Han to drink some!" ”

Su Zhe had no objection and nodded lightly in agreement.

So a few bottles of rice wine were put up, and Han Xiaojun got up and poured them for the two little brothers.

After three cups and two lamps, the atmosphere between the meals gradually warmed up.

Han Xiaojun drank the most and drank the fastest, although the rice wine was not good at first taste, but it had great stamina, and the cold wind outside blew, Coach Han soon became a little smoky.

Putting down the wine glass, Han Xiaojun wiped his face and suddenly laughed.

"In 16 years, in the autumn, the glory of kings has just become popular, and the KPL has also begun to take shape. At that time, the Tiangong team was still a small team, and I was still working as a streamer of the League of Legends on the bullfighting platform, when Brother Yang, the manager of Tiangong, came to me and told me that he wanted to build a national No. 1 King Glory team, and now there is a lack of an ace jungler in the team, and asked me if I dare to give it a try......"

Speaking of this, Han Xiaojun raised his eyes and looked into the distance, his gaze was far-reaching, as if he had really seen the scene of the two-year period, and when the "Heavenly Palace" team was in its infancy.

"Brother Yang, I'm not familiar with this person, and I haven't heard of the Tiangong team, although I was not a big hit as an anchor at the time, my life was also very nourishing, with a monthly salary of about 50,000 yuan, and I barely had enough food and clothing in the magic capital...... I've been in contact with Honor of Kings occasionally, but I've never thought of playing professionally......"

Han Xiaojun raised his wine glass as he spoke, drank half of the glass of rice wine, shook his head and said: "What really moved me was not the manager Brother Yang, let alone the meager fame of Tiangong at that time, as for the salary and signing fee, Tiangong actually didn't give much. What really touched me was a group of brothers from the Heavenly Palace. ”

As he spoke, Han Xiaojun stretched out his finger, and the smell of rice wine made his mind start to get confused, and he couldn't count the number of people without stretching out his finger.

"At that time, there were no swordsmen or skyalkers in the Heavenly Palace, and the Heavenly Palace was the first Heavenly Palace, and it was built by a few of our brothers. Me, Scholar, Billy, Blues, Cold Mountain...... It was the five of us who laid this land for the Heavenly Palace! Because I like the feeling of cooperating with other brothers, losing and winning together, I decided to stay in Tiangong and become a professional King of Glory player! ”

Hearing this, Amy suddenly asked, "Wait, Coach Han, who did you say was in the original Tiangong team?" Got a cold mountain? ”

When Amy said this, everyone paid attention.

Wu Zi asked curiously, "Hanshan? Han Shan, the ace player of the Tiangong team's rival temple team? ”

"Huh...... It's him, it's him. Han Xiaojun said with a wry smile: "The first father of the Heavenly Palace, but as a result, he defected to his biggest competitor...... In fact, or it can be said that without Hanshan, there would be no later temple, and it was precisely because Hanshan left the Heavenly Palace that the temple was created! ”

"Brother, I haven't heard you talk about this, what is the situation?" Han Meng was also curious and asked in a low voice.

How could Han Shan, the first patriarch of the "Heavenly Palace" team, leave the "Heavenly Palace" and create the "Temple"?

However, Han Xiaojun was secretive about this past and did not answer.

Shaking his head, Han Xiaojun said with a smile: "The past is gone, it's not interesting to mention it anymore, the decision made by Hanshan at the beginning, I am now more and more able to understand......"

Although Han Xiaojun didn't say it explicitly, everyone could more or less guess the secret of Hanshan's betrayal of the "Heavenly Palace" team.

From the attitude of the current high-level of the "Heavenly Palace" towards Han Xiaojun, we can also see what kind of people they are, the rabbit is dead and the dog is cooked, and the face is ruthless, even if Han Xiaojun couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the version change back then, and was sent to the second team by the "Tiangong" team, but he is the meritorious general of the Tiangong after all, the first generation of the father!

Now Han Xiaojun is not even allowed to return to the "Heavenly Palace", he is guarded by the former team like a thief, such a high-level, it is no wonder that the ace player Hanshan will run away in a bad mood.

Thinking of this, Han Xiaojun drank another glass of rice wine, and said with a sneer: "Hehe, look at the current Heavenly Palace, what skyalker, what swordsman, what shark, what peanut, what smoke cloud...... How can a group of guys who don't even know their predecessors and respect them, a group of ungrateful people, worthy of the name of Tiangong and how can they stand up to the title of KPL champion? ”

The more Han Xiaojun spoke, the more excited he became, and his face turned red.

"Give me half a year, and I can form a team to pull Tiangong down! I'll do it for him what Hanshan couldn't finish! The current Heavenly Palace is not in vain, and the spirit of our original Heavenly Palace has already been corrupted by them! ”

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but sigh.

It can be seen that Han Xiaojun spit out the truth after drinking and expressed today's regrets.

Losing to the current "Heavenly Palace" team, Han Xiaojun was obviously very painful, and in Han Xiaojun's heart, he still hoped to defeat the "Heavenly Palace" to take revenge.

Seeing his brother's painful and humiliated appearance, Han Meng also felt very distressed, but Han Meng's strength was limited after all, and he didn't know how to help Han Xiaojun defeat the "Heavenly Palace".

After all, the "Heavenly Palace" team is really too powerful now, and it is simply in full swing.

According to Han Xiaojun, Han Shan, the ace player of the original "Heavenly Palace", created the "Temple" team, which is already the pinnacle of the KPL League, but in this year's KPL finals, the "Temple" led by Han Shan still lost to the "Heavenly Palace" with a record of 3:4.

If you want to defeat the "Heavenly Palace", how easy is it?

And at this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out on the wine table.

This hand gently patted Han Xiaojun's hand, which had become red from drinking, obviously to comfort Han Xiaojun.

The owner of this hand is none other than Su Zhe.

"Coach Han, I'm in a very unhappy mood now, I can't hide it, I've never experienced such a humiliating game since I came into contact with the game Honor of Kings......"

Hearing this, Han Xiaojun looked up at Su Zhe, he listened carefully, he knew that what Su Zhe said he would be interested.

"The current Heavenly Palace is extremely powerful, but it is not invincible, Coach Han, the treatment you received today is unfair, as the patriarch of the Heavenly Palace, you should not be treated like this. At the same time, I will not forget the humiliation brought to me by the Heavenly Palace today, and one day, I will take revenge......"