Eating fried chicken in a parallel world

As the last night passed smoothly, it finally came to the day of the much-watched finals of the SWLP League.

Lin Lei didn't affect his sleeping effect because of nervousness, on the contrary, he slept soundly until dawn.

When I got off the bed, I gently moved my ankle, and felt that the soreness was not as severe as when I just twisted it off, and my heart was a little more settled.

After all, in the BWW virtual map, although all sports activities will affect the nervous system, the pain sensation is greatly reduced after all. Judging from the current situation, in the next game, it should not cause too much pain. Impact.

Su Jianshen had already arranged a bus at the entrance of the Fanxing Clubhouse. After everyone gathered, they boarded the bus one after another and headed straight to the venue for the finals.

Lin Lei sat on the seat and looked at the scenery outside the car window, but he seemed a little absent-minded.

Fu Zexing was busy, but at such an important moment, he didn't even have a word of support, which is a bit too careless, so f*cking uncomfortable!

When the bus drove into the parking lot of the venue, although there was still a period of time before the start of the game, you could see the spectacular scene of crowds of people outside the main gate in the distance.A huge LCD screen was erected in the center, so that other followers who failed to buy tickets could watch part of the live broadcast outside, which also made the number of people present that day skyrocket, which was so lively Extraordinary atmosphere almost in time for the holidays.

Under the leadership of the staff, the members of the Fried Chicken Legion began to walk from the staff passage to the competition venue.

Because it was the first time for everyone to participate, even Yu Botao, like everyone else, involuntarily turned his gaze to the sea of ​​people outside the door as he walked.

Most of the people gathered outside the arena today are supporters of the four legions who came to participate in the finals today. They also put on support uniforms of different colors according to the colors of the uniforms of their own legions. Go colorful, but the level of popularity can be seen at a glance.

Although I know that their Fried Chicken Legion has been very popular recently, but at this moment, when they saw that the number of familiar colors in that area was not inferior to other professional legions that had been in operation for many years, everyone was shocked. I can't help but feel a little emotional in my heart.

Not long ago, they were just ordinary students and office workers, but now, there are so many people cheering for them, shouting for them, remembering their names in their hearts, and wanting to come here at this moment , feel as if in a dream.

In the finals, we must play well!

There was a firm belief in everyone's heart. Before that, they never thought that their ambition would reach the SWLP League Finals championship.

Before the game officially started, the staff first brought everyone from the Fried Chicken Legion to a specially prepared lounge.

It can be said that the organizers are very attentive. All the furnishings in this lounge are actually arranged according to the uniforms of the legion, which seems to have an incomparable sense of belonging.

Adhering to the principle of resting for a while, Lin Lei found a comfortable place and sat down immediately after entering the lounge. He took out his mobile phone and checked, only to find that there were a lot of text messages.

The first one was from his old father. It said that he was already squatting in front of the TV early this morning, so let him play well without being nervous, and just show all the strength he should have.

The last two are from a few of his roommates. It is said that they skipped class to cheer him up and came to the scene. Even Zhuang Peihan and Shao Yu, the two No. [-] students, came together, which made Lin Lei Somewhat surprised indeed.

At the same time, he couldn't help but sweat secretly at the content of cheering and threatening.

What do you mean if you lose, you don't have to go back to the dormitory?Are they trying to dominate in Qingbei or something? !

Angrily and funny, he returned several text messages, and then his eyes fell on the last one.

This text message was signed by Fu Zexing, and there was only one sentence in the content: Come on, I will give you a reward when I come back.

Lin Lei: "..."

What is this, and "come back to reward"?It's normal if he wins, but if he loses, it's as if he has won for sure.

Secretly complaining in his heart, the corners of his mouth hooked up involuntarily, his hand speed was soaring, and he sent back the message almost instantly: "Come on, that's for sure, but Mr. Zexing's gift can't be afforded, you still have to do it yourself Keep it!"

At this time, the staff knocked on the door of the lounge, indicating that the game was about to start.

Lin Lei immediately stuffed the phone into his coat, put it on the table, and went out with the others.

At this time, all the spectators have already taken their seats, which are basically divided into blocks according to the supporters of the major legions. In an instant, the blood in the whole body also boiled completely.

The staff had already arranged the pre-match ceremony. The four legions that entered the finals were led onto the stage one after another. Each brief introduction aroused a burst of warm applause. After shaking hands and paying tribute to each other, they went on stage Go to your own battle zone.

With all the contestants taking their seats, a huge Mara Bishi Trophy Rooster Cup descended from the lifting platform to the stage.The appearance of this trophy instantly ignited the atmosphere of the audience to the highest point. This is the symbol of the highest glory of all chicken hunters, and it is also the most longed-for existence of every BWW lover.

"Fuck, this is so cool!" When Wu Yueban looked at the trophy, her long and narrow peach eyes seemed to light up in an instant, full of surprise.

"The SWLP league is actually pretty good." Yu Botao gave a rare smile, and then his face gradually became serious.

Seeing the high morale of his teammates, Lin Lei couldn't help but twitched his lips.

He didn't notice that the change in his expression at this moment was just cut to the big screen, and there was a burst of enthusiastic cheers and cheers from the audience.

It's just that at this moment in the battle zone, they can't feel all the reactions on the spot. After putting on the virtual helmets, a brief introduction to the game map of this year's battle finals appeared in front of them: the nine-story magic tower.

"This map is a bit big!"

Almost everyone who saw this map had the same reaction at first.

There are nine floors of a towering magic tower with a thousand square meters, each floor has a different background setting and number of organs, and, in this game, even if you eliminate all your opponents, it does not necessarily mean that you can get the final victory.

On the top of this magic tower, there is a prize rooster model that is exactly the same as the physical trophy. Only the team that reaches the ninth floor to get the prize rooster can become the final champion.

And if all teams are eliminated during the tower climbing process, it means that this year's SWLP league will usher in the first championship vacancy in history.

It is better to eliminate all of them than to forcefully bear them.

Unknown, ever-changing, mysterious, long-lasting... No matter which point, it is completely in line with the supreme purpose of this year's SWLP League for the "XII Project" candidates.

With the import of all staff data, the final battle officially started.