I became Piktao’s elf

The next night, An Lan started the live broadcast as usual.

Countless people are looking forward to it, hoping that he can overcome all obstacles and rush to the front, and finally have a decisive battle with the god of the Cactus Kingdom - Wei Tong!

This is also true, the whole process went extremely smoothly.

Wei Tong should have spoken, or the players in their division have absolute confidence in Wei Tong's answer.

In tonight's peak match, the players in the Cactus Country division were not targeting An Lan's hero.

This allows him to use the eight heroes at will. Gods will kill gods if they block them, and Buddhas will kill Buddhas if they block them.

The live broadcast started at six o'clock and entered the top five in the rankings before eleven o'clock.

Theoretically, the probability of him meeting Wei Tong within three sets is extremely high.

After playing another set, An Lan looked at his score and saw that it had risen to third place.

He is only 3 points away from the first place Wei Tong. If he meets and wins, he will reach the top of the Cactus Country Division Peak Tournament.

"Go to the bathroom first, brothers! Wait for me."

An Lan pretended to have a stomachache, bent down and ran out of the room.

After arriving in the bathroom, he quickly entered the system space because the system had just taken the initiative to call him.

An Lan: "What's wrong with the system?"

[System: Good evening, host, I see your efforts. The final battle in the Cactus Country Division is not as easy as you think, so you have to work hard! 】

"Um..." An Lan was a little confused, "That's it? I've already played in the peak baseball game and am I still afraid of being in a third-rate competition?"

[System: Ahem, host, please have firm faith and believe that you can create miracles. 】

[As the saying goes, you snap your fingers for twenty seconds, and you have twenty thoughts in one flash. 】

[E-sports is about creating infinite possibilities in just a few clicks. 】

[Host, please remember that your panel is already among the top three in the world, but don’t be complacent and slack off. 】

[It’s not the talent that’s scary, it’s the people who have the talent and work extra hard! 】

[Professional player Sanqianliu, you must lower your eyebrows when meeting me! 】

[The top of the immortals, proud of the world. With me, Anlan, the sky is perfect! 】

[If God had not given birth to me seven times, fighting in the jungle would be like a long night! 】

[Come on, host, and create glory for Kpl! 】

The sudden encouragement from the system carried a magical sound, as if there was a magic power that made An Lan immersed in it.

Hearing the system's passionate words, An Lan actually forgot the cause and effect.

He clenched his fists and waved them vigorously in the toilet, his blood boiling!

His eyes are full of passion and he wants to do something big!

Just as he was waving his fist like a chicken, An Lan suddenly raised his head and saw himself in the mirror.

"Fuck, what am I doing?"

An Lan woke up instantly and came to his senses...

The system is brainwashing you!

"Zhuo, it's inexplicable!"

An Lan said angrily and then returned to the bedroom.

I don’t understand what the system is doing all of a sudden!

......

"Here comes my cute brother! I went to the toilet just now to give my brother who has a stomachache time, so that he won't be able to keep up with my pace."

A smile appeared on the corner of An Lan's mouth, and he said easily: "I have a stomachache, let's start a group at 321... Ahem, let's start at 321!"

"3...2...1..."

Zheng! ! !

Almost the moment An Lan pressed the button to queue up for the peak match, he heard a "Zheng!" sound, and he entered in seconds!

"In seconds? How many people want to queue up for me?"

An Lan was unmoved. Instead of clicking [Enter Game] directly, he looked at the barrage.

It wasn't until the water friends who tipped off the news came back after five or six seconds, and the screen was filled with "Yes, Wei Tong is also in this round!" that An Lan clicked to enter.

Rather than Wei Tong sniping at him, it's better to say that An Lan wanted to step on the corpse of the god of the cactus division and climb to the top of the division!

......

cactus country

In the base of JRJ, the strongest team in the division, Wei Tong looked around and shouted: "How are you, bro?"

"It's time to line up!"

"Me too!"

"Together!"

"Perfect!"

"Ang, ang, alright!" Wei Tong laughed out loud after receiving the affirmative reply. He looked at the coach and said, "You did a good job this time, don't forget to keep a good relationship."

"Yes, yes, that's for sure." The coach nodded and looked at him and said, "My God, this is the wisdom of God."

"Well, An Lan clicked to enter, let's go in too!"

Wei Tong smiled confidently and clicked to enter the competition.

Of course he also thought that he was sniping at An Lan, because he had already laid a dragnet!

"Let me crush your worthless pride, An Lan."

Wei Tong thought fiercely, with a ferocious look on his face!

......

In the selection interface, An Lan was still making selections calmly.

An Lan was a little surprised when he saw that none of his eight heroes were defeated.

"Brother, I underestimate Wei Tong. He can't do any of my unique skills?" An Lan exclaimed, "You really want to fight me with real swords and guns? You have some backbone!"

Do you really have any backbone?

An Lan was still thinking about which hero and C to choose, when he felt that the number of barrages on the barrage screen next to him suddenly increased, and there was even some lag.

He thought something had happened and quickly checked his clothes. There was no problem.

What's going on?

An Lan looked at the barrage, and then his face darkened.

In my mind, I instantly understood why the system gave me chicken blood just now, because... the barrage exploded!

"In addition to Wei Tong, there are... four other starters from the JRJ team on the other side! The five of them are actually together!"

"Brother Lan is in trouble, this is gone!"

"What the hell, what a coincidence, isn't it? I feel like it was intentional."

"How is that possible? It's too fake. Is it the fault of the Cactus Kingdom officials?"

"It must be!"

"Damn, this is so fake. Five people from the opposite team are queuing for the peak match together. I don't believe this probability!"

"It is recommended to strictly investigate the officials responsible for the Cactus Country Division. They are definitely doing something behind the scenes!"

"Back off, Brother Lan, it's a matter of seconds!"

"It's over, Brother Lan, you can line up again, this is too bullying!"

"Five pros fighting five passers-by?"

"Weirdo with a Thousand Faces: I advise you, young man, not to be brave and aggressive! Rearrange when it's time to rearrange. The opposite team is equivalent to a professional team configuration. You lead four passers-by. Do you still want to play with me?"

[The Thousand-Faced Stranger rewards anchor Anlan with ten cat teeth No. 1! 】

The Thousand-Faced Monster seemed to be in a hurry, and actually rewarded ten Maoya No. 1 ships just so that he could speak on the public screen for An Lan to see!

[Weirdo with Thousand Faces: An Lan, where are your ink marks? Do you want me to play a stubborn man like the ocean, who loves to be strong in the storm? 】

[Thousand-Faced Man: Did you see me talking? This is what the other side is doing, there's no shame in re-ranking in seconds! 】

An Lan stared at the barrage without saying a word, and did not block the Thousand Faces Weird Man. He didn't know what he was thinking about.

If you are in the KPL division of the national server or the Asian division, you may be lucky enough to meet Chinese teammates.

It doesn't take An Lan a second, the brothers in his own country will help him in a second.