Rise

Although the undisguised contempt and humiliation could be felt from the words of the young Jin Yingying, after a sudden change in his face, the tall boy who was the domestic international student finally gritted his teeth and endured it:

"good!"

Because this may also be his most likely chance to defeat the opponent.

To be fair, if it is really a so-called "fair" duel, let him go against the opponent's mid laner so1o. Even if his strength level has reached diamond 5 in the Chinese server and has also reached diamond in the European server, he still has a chance of winning. It will definitely not exceed 30%.

Now……

Opposite is an auxiliary player.

My chances of winning are much greater.

And as long as so1o wins this round, at least he will be able to regain some of the face and dignity he lost when he was humiliated by his opponent.

Several other companions nearby also knew this truth, so they were all cheering for the tall boy who was about to play: "Come on Xuanzi!" "You can't lose this game, you must win!" "The opponent is just a support, no questionable!"

The two girls also clenched their fists tightly, looking forward to their companions who were about to take the stage:

"Wu Xuan, it's up to you!"

The tall boy named Wu Xuan took a deep breath and nodded vigorously: "Okay!"

Compared with the solemn and solemn atmosphere on the Chinese students' side, the British young people on the other side seemed extremely relaxed, and even laughed and laughed leisurely, seemingly not paying attention to the upcoming SO1O game. Waiting until SO1O The members of both sides were getting ready to play. A young British man who had just been in charge of the auxiliary position on the purple side walked up. His eyes swept over Wu Xuan's face here, with a cruel smile on his lips:

"How about it,

Are you ready? "

"If you are abused again, don't say I bullied you~"

Wu Xuan's eyelids twitched slightly, and he gritted his teeth and responded:

“I don’t know who will lose yet!”

…

Then a SO1O game kicked off, and the Internet cafe guests watching the game started to cheer for Wu Xuan, the international student. After all, we are all Chinese, and we don’t want a group of British guys to take over the prestige. They are unscrupulous and domineering in Chinatown.

Quickly, both sides blindly selected heroes to confirm the lock.

The game enters the reading interface.

On the blue side, Wu Xuan chose the so1o hero that he had just played in the last game and was very familiar with and was good at.

And the British young man named Jimmy in the purple square opposite...

He actually happened to choose the same hero!

He’s also a little fishman!

There was an uproar and exclamations from the crowd watching the battle.

So1o game with heroes!

In a blind pick, the two sides don't know each other's opponent's hero selection. This time, they really happened to be matched up by chance, and in this way... the excitement of this round suddenly increased a lot.

Several of the companions, boys and girls behind Wu Xuan, could not help but feel a burst of surprise, and almost cheered for joy.

And Wu Xuan himself suddenly showed a bit of joy on his face.

Because the duel with heroes depends purely on the player's personal operational strength and who is more familiar with the hero. And he has spent a lot of effort on the hero Xiao Yumen, and it is said that he is the best at it. It’s not an exaggeration to say that he is a housekeeping hero.

opposite……

He was just an auxiliary player, and his familiarity with the fishmen was definitely not as good as his own.

Then his chances of winning this round were increased by 20%.

Hope is greater!

Immediately, the cheers from the other classmates behind Wu Xuan became more active and energetic:

"Come on Xuanzi!"

"Little fishman vs. little fishman, you can do it!"

A girl subconsciously showed a look of excitement and anticipation on her face: "In this case... this one should be stable, right?"

On the other side of the front row of the crowd, Lin Feng and An Xin were also talking and discussing:

"What do you think?"

"Well, this Wu Xuan here can beat a small fish man pretty well, but I don't know the level of the guy opposite... But if he has the confidence to send his auxiliary players to play so1o, he should be confident. "Lin Feng said, and looked at the British youths opposite. Even though there was such an unexpected encounter with the hero, the British youths still seemed not to care. Talking and laughing easily.

It was as if they had already seen the ending of this so1o round that was about to begin.

Someone touched his nose:

"And speaking of-"

"If the plot of the novel and movie were to be followed, this one would still be crushed by a few British guys."

An Xin couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh:

"Right?"

"Then according to the plot of the novel and movie, in the end it should be the protagonist who steps in to help deal with a few arrogant villains and vent their anger on everyone."

As she said that, the girl's eyes fell on someone, and the corner of her mouth raised slightly:

"How about it, are you interested in going up and playing later?"

Lin Feng scratched his head:

"Ah... me, forget it..."

Some are not interesting.

Because conflicts and disputes like this in Internet cafes lead to SO1O games, such disputes of temper, he has actually seen it many times. Although he thought that the British youths opposite him were a bit bullying, but having said that , If he also chooses to play... he is also bullying the small.

The closer his strength is to his golden peak, the more Lin Feng's vision will naturally improve.

For almost seven kings and below, it is impossible for him to generate too much fighting spirit.

As for ordinary passerby players and masters...

That was even more meaningless to him.

Because he himself has returned to the top of the world pyramid, and as a being of this level, he always has the pride and reserve of a strong person.

What is a Yonko-level being doing when he has nothing to do but bullies ordinary passers-by?

Yes.

For him, even the professional players who are below the level of the Seven Kings are not enough to watch, so as for ordinary passerby players... whether they are Bronze, Silver or Master King, in his opinion, there is actually no difference -

Anyway, it can be solved easily.

While the two were talking, the SO1O game on the ring had already begun.

The Internet cafe guests and spectators watching the game roared with enthusiastic whistles and cheers. Basically, they were cheering for Wu Xuan on the blue side. After all, the British guy opposite was too arrogant and unscrupulous, and in the Internet cafe here. Most of them were originally Chinese, and everyone would feel uncomfortable being shown off by the British on the territory of the Chinese.

"Brother, give me some strength!"

"Don't let the British guys fuck you, they're all watching!"

"Brother, if you win this game, I'll buy you a soda!"

"come on! Come on!"

“The Chinese are awesome!!”

All kinds of noise and shouting.

However, in just three minutes after the start of so1o, it gradually weakened and died down, until it was almost inaudible and silent.

"Firstb1ood (first blood)!——"

The system female voice's kill announcement echoed coldly and cruelly in the Summoner's Rift.

On the middle line.

One murloc fell, while the other stood.

In the front row of the spectators, Lin Feng nodded slightly:

"Um."

"Sure enough, he is really good at it."

Updates are here, two updates today. I will be back to normal when I get home from Beijing tomorrow, but I won’t get home until 11pm tomorrow. . Abu, I'm trying to see if I can get a chapter out early. ...

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