The first red name is forced to open [hologram]

If there were still divergent opinions on the eve of the game, then after the two games now, the audience can see whether it is a dragon or an arowana, and it is clear at a glance which one is stronger and which is weaker.

The strong team "Horse of a Man" was unexpectedly out, "Three Pools Reflected in the Moon" lost to "Death Horizon", and the Ninth Army's qualifying is really a "dark horse".

It can be said that the Ninth Legion is one of the best guilds in the third district server, but this large guild is more due to the number of guilds, and Fengshang Xiaoyao is accustomed to using crowd tactics, this inter-city match is 9v9.

The elite team they selected is simply too young compared to others. Few of them are famous on the hero list, and they can't beat one alone, let alone together.

The finals didn't start until the next morning. After watching the game all day, the players left the venue discussing in twos and threes.

Bai Jiashu was with several people from Glory, and when he reached the door of the hotel, Zhai Zhen was suddenly stopped by a stranger.

The person who came was wearing a helmet and couldn't see his face clearly, and he was tall.

Zhai Zhen didn't seem to mean that anyone would come to him. In the busy street, the two stood facing each other in the corridor full of flowers, and they didn't know what they were talking about.

A few people from Glory gathered by the door to peek and discuss in low voices.

Shui Yanmiao: "Who has a crush on the boss and chased him all the way here?"

The beautiful girl strong man was suspicious: "But this person is obviously a man."

Shui Yanmiao stared wide-eyed: "What's wrong with the man! It has to be a man..."

Ye Feng covered her mouth and said calmly, "I guess that person is just asking for directions."

Everyone: I believe you have ghosts.

The business of this hotel is very good. The second floor is for accommodation, and the lobby on the first floor is a restaurant. Although it operates pancakes and plain noodles, there are also many players coming and going to buy a bite of in-game food.

Zhai Zhen and the two stood quietly, like stones in a river. Occasionally, a hurried pedestrian bumped into them. Zhai Zhen remained motionless, but the other party showed anxiety.

Kuai Jiabing said irritably: "To borrow or not to borrow, what do you say?"

He has long since lost his original composure, and kept pacing in place, "If we lose, we will be ashamed of everyone in the three districts. If so many people lose to foreigners, do you think it will affect the atmosphere of the fantasy world?" Comment? You know what the consequences will be. Competing products have already appeared abroad. Let me think about the name, "MagicalGun"?"

Silence spread between the two.

"Fengshang Xiaoyao taught you what to say?" After a long while, Zhai Zhen shook his head, "What's his position to threaten me with three regional servers? You are wrong. If you lose, everyone will really lose face."

"But if you make small moves, you will be the ones who will be ashamed, and the Ninth Legion will lose even more ugly."

Absinthe was speechless, but fortunately there was a helmet blocking it, otherwise his face would have turned pale already.

Zhai Zhen glanced at the few people who were peeping behind the pillar not far away, and couldn't help laughing: "Besides, if you borrow him from me, even if he agrees, are you sure you can handle it?"

After all, Kuai Jiabing is also a man, and he was embarrassed when he was refuted: "He hasn't sat down as the chief of the district server, and you think so highly of him now, and there are not many people in the third district server. "

Zhai Zhen didn't give in at all: "Do you believe what you say?"

After being silent for a while, Kuai Jiabing finally said nothing, turned around and left with a cold snort.

He is used to things like being involuntary, and the most uncomfortable thing is that he has more than enough energy but not enough strength.

Zhai Zhen, who is so indifferent when getting along with others, is so indifferent to thousands of miles of ice and snow, when getting along with Bai Jiashu, he has more smiles than all the people combined.

"Guess who was that person just now?"

Bai Jiashu was not surprised that Zhai Zhen would tell himself, he thought for a while: "It must be Fengshang Xiaoyao."

"Wrong, it's absinthe and ice."

Bai Jiashu nodded, not too surprised: "The Ninth Army thinks the winning rate is too low, so he wants to borrow equipment and props from you?"

The smile on Zhai Zhen's face was even stronger: "Not only that, but he also borrowed someone."

Bai Jiashu raised his eyebrows: "Borrowing Yefeng? You definitely didn't promise him."

"You know me better and better." Zhai Zhen smiled, with a hint of meaning in his eyes, "But the person he wants to borrow from me is you."

Bai Jiashu was stunned, this time he was really surprised, his eyes were wide open, ignorant and cute.

Although it is said that Samadhi's combat effectiveness is higher than Ye Feng's on the hero list, Ye Feng is easier to cooperate with his companions. He is like water, penetrating through every hole, while Samadhi is more like fire, going forward without hesitation.

"What's so strange about this? The whole world knows how good you are." Zhai Zhen stood up and walked gently in front of him, "We are number one in samadhi solo, with sharp manipulations, one against a hundred, invincible... "

He knew that his voice was low and hoarse, so he deliberately said it slowly, and the holographic simulator 100% restored Zhai Zhen's original voice, giving him the illusion of talking love to his ear.

What? ?Why such a horrible thought? !

"Stop talking." Bai Jiashu turned his head away suddenly, his cheeks became a little hot, at such a close distance, he could vaguely feel the other party's breath lingering on his body, although it was definitely not in the game.

Zhai Zhen looked at him with gentle eyes and a faint smile.

Bai Jiashu turned his head and saw his face, there was a kind of power in his eyes, like clouds falling down from the sky, soft and heavy.

That night, Bai Jiashu lay on his back on his bed staring at the old lamp on the ceiling in a daze. Outside the window was the rustling rain, which was as restless as his heart.

That night, the players of the three servers in the Illusory World were discussing the end of the game, and the Ninth Legion's base ushered in another wave of tourism.

Time flies, and when it came to the finals, all the players arrived on time.

The meeting place was full of people, and from a distance, the shiny helmet was removed, and there was a shiny forehead.

Bai Jiashu saw it at a glance. The golden cup symbolizing the championship of the four districts was suspended in mid-air in the center of the venue, slowly rotating with the airflow. The cup represented not only honor, but also unpredictable world-class artifacts and massive rewards. .

The eyes of all are hot, and the fanaticism is on fire.

"No problem?" A man rubbed his hands, "I bought 10 gold from the Ninth Legion just now, and the odds have dropped to 1 to 10."

"I heard that their president bought mysterious props from other big guilds at a high price." Another person said, "You also know that the bosses must have a lot of good things in their hands. What if God loves him again."

"No matter how much you love, you can't beat Death Horizon. There are several top five heroes on their side."

Bai Jiashu was silent, watching the NPCs appear one by one on the field, the familiar glass curtain wall rose, and the figures of the two teams were hazy, but they could still see Christopher's iconic blond hair, compared to the Ninth Legion on the opposite side It was much more ordinary, Feng Shang Xiaoyao's complexion didn't look very good, but he still held on without showing signs of fatigue.

[Within the specified time, the team that occupies more territory will win, and the winner will be the champion of the first intercity competition in the four regional servers]

The moment the system sound stopped, the two teams moved out together, probably stimulated by the word "champion". Even Christopher, who has always been sloppy, rarely became serious.

His marksmanship is very accurate, and his advantage is that he does not choose a weapon, and a shotgun picked up at random can play a miraculous effect. Impossible only looks.

Gunshots and explosions sounded one after another. Fengshang Xiaoyao was lying on a high place holding a 98K. His gun was equipped with a special treasured item called [Qianli], which could allow people to hit what they saw in their sight. The hit rate was + 50%, also belongs to BUG level existence.

The originally snow-white ground was intertwined with two kinds of red and green paints, and the colorful colors made people laugh, but Feng Shang Xiaoyao couldn't laugh at all, his face was as stiff as a mask and could not move.

The voice of absinthe and ice came from the emergency communicator: "I'm already approaching the direction of 6 o'clock."

He frowned and stared at the scene in the sight, waiting for Christopher to appear inside, but after a long time, cold sweat trickled down his temples, and his hands began to tremble.

In a blink of an eye, Feng Shang Xiaoyao went away, and a "bang" gunshot exploded in the calm space, startling a cloud of dust.

Christopher's figure was strong, he kicked the ground suddenly and jumped up, the whole person approached him like a leopard, looked at Fengshang Xiaoyao with a smile.

"You're so nervous, why are you nervous? Is it because I'm so handsome?" Christopher suddenly appeared.

"You look good too. I heard that you are one of the two handsome men in the third district server? Let me think about what the other one is called, Database? Which one of you looks better."

Fengshang Xiaoyao gritted his teeth and sneered: "Don't compare me with him, at least we are also the representative team of the third district server."

Christopher said regretfully: "If you are a girl, I can consider letting you go, but if he is only at your level, it will be too boring."

Fengshang Xiaoyao was furious, he picked up his gun and fired a burst of shots ahead, the sound of bullets hitting the ground was deafening, but the opponent's actions would only be faster and more methodical than his.

The moment he fell to the ground, he heard Kuai Jiabing say in the earphone: "I was discovered, but I also killed them alone."

One after another, other people also answered the battle situation.The Ninth Legion is doomed and hopeless.

Christopher was also in contact with the internal staff, he looked at Fengshang who was on the brink of blood in surprise: "You guys even formulated a guerrilla warfare strategy? There is a man who has penetrated into our position, unfortunately, he is only one person, No one has the ability to break through our guild's attack, you are thinking too much."

Fengshang Xiaoyao thumped the ground angrily and sighed deeply.

【Game Over】

In the last week before the new year, the current strongest team was born on the server of the four regions of Fantasy World, and such a high honor went to the server of the first region-Death Horizon.

Watching the NPC holding the gold trophy symbolizing the championship to Christopher, snowflakes of celebration fell from the sky, and all the players of the yellow race present swallowed the bitterness of unwillingness.

Originally, everyone came here with the mood of watching the excitement, traveling for tourism, shopping for shopping, but now, a certain sense of honor born in the bone marrow spontaneously arises, quietly occupying the top spot.Even if it was the Ninth Legion, who did not care about any means, they lost in the end openly.

Bai Jiashu looked at the many players who left the field angrily in front of him. Some of them ran to the wild area early to practice leveling before the regional server transfer was over, and some hurriedly sent home to buy equipment. Discuss the ending of this fiery battle.

In the coming year, they will only work harder to hone their skills, accumulate experience, and always remember the fear of being dominated by foreign friends at this moment, which is not a bad thing in a sense.

Bai Jiashu suddenly thought, is the fantasy world's development team planning such a four-region server battle really just to earn train ticket money?

作者有话要说：克里斯托弗：立fg中。感谢在2019-11-2722:19:07~2019-11-2822:18:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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