"God, are you interested in participating in the Bad Heroes Global Championship?"

"Global Championship of Bad Heroes? What is this? Brother Feng, tell me more about it. “

The wind was too strong and coughed: "You haven't watched the news in the anchor's backstage?" The Bad Heroes Global Championship is an international tournament that has been launched by the game's production company forever, in order to attract more international players. Different from previous domestic competitions, there is no threshold for registration this time, and you can register individually or as a team. Because Eternity has always been a cooperative relationship with Bichon Live, Bichon Live hopes that we anchors can go out to participate more and increase our popularity. And eternal propaganda will also be appropriately tilted towards us. ”

There is official propaganda?

That means there are fans!

Ling Tianqi is now hungry for fans, this news is simply a send-off!

"What does Brother Feng mean ......"

"The prize money for team battles is very popular, so I want to form a team." The wind is too strong and straightforward, and he said his purpose very directly: "The three Bichon Trigas, plus you and me, the five of us team up to kill!" ”

"The Bichon Three?" Ling Tianqi didn't see the fans' popular science just now, and he didn't know which of the three tyrants was.

"Avenue 3000, intercession and fat balls."

"So you just pulled me into the game to examine me, right?" Ling Tianqi suddenly guessed the intention of the wind to be too windy.

"Ahem, it's not me!" The wind was too strong and said a little embarrassed: "I don't know your level yet?" In fact, it's Avenue 3000, he hasn't seen your strength, so he has to say a fight. Then I think you're not going to lose anyway, are you......"

The wind is too windy, but the mouth is quite sweet, but Ling Tianqi is still a little unhappy, and can't help but "hum".

I hate this feeling of being kept secret.

"As long as we can make it to the finals, not only will we have a chance to win a high prize money, but Bichon Live will also use our account for the final live broadcast, which is a good opportunity to absorb popularity, if nothing else, the number of people will be tens of millions." ”

Tens of millions of fans!!

So what are you waiting for?

Dry!

Compared to such a high return, what is the calculation of a mere concealment?

Ling Tianqi: "I agree to participate." ”

The wind was too windy, and his face was happy, "Then I'll pull the three of them into a group, and we have to practice and cooperate." ”

Ling Tianqi has no problem here, but Bixiong Sanba has a moth.

Intercession: "What?" Team up with that god? I disagree! “

Avenue 3000: "You also saw her technology, why don't you agree?" “

Can you say that she is jealous?

No.

"I don't know if she's a man or a woman, she's sneaky, and she's a despicable villain at first glance. In short, I disagree! “

Avenue 3000 frowned: "She is the best one among the newcomers, not even worse than you and me, as long as the game is played well, what is the matter with character?" “

Avenue 3000 said that it was no worse than their technology, it was purely a gold sticker on their face. I was almost killed by Ling Tianqi five times today, and the gap was obvious.

"In short, I don't agree! Fat ball, what about you? "The intercession is still insisting.

Fat Ball has been pursuing intercession, and usually looks at her as the horse, how can he oppose her?

"I don't think it's good to find her......

Avenue 3000 was angry: "If we don't want her and are asked by other teams, then we will have a strong opponent, which is a double loss!" If you don't agree, I'll quit the Big Three. “

Avenue 3000's words were loud, and the intercession and fat ball were dumbfounded.