Author: Thirteen pure onesMachine Translation
The match soon began.
Xia Ling’s fighting style was especially ruthless as she hid her anger in her heart.
In less than five minutes, her opponent in the middle had already been killed three times in a row and received two buffs.
Then, she went up, down, in the wild zone, and carried the entire field!
The one who drew the draw to fight with Bing Ning was an unknown small team. They were just a few king level players selected from an internet cafe.
The preliminaries were all about experience.
However, the player who fought against Xia Ling had no experience at all.
He almost lost all his confidence. What kind of operation was this? In the beginning, he could still rely on the defense tower, but in the end, under the defense tower, he would be killed by the opponent. The opponent’s Ah Li was Tian Xiu. He had no room to fight back.
“Big brother, big brother, admit defeat and throw in the towel!”
In 15 minutes, a crushing victory in the middle led the entire team to crush the internet cafe team.
When the two sides shook hands, they sighed and looked at the girl. Anyone could tell that the girl was hiding her anger after being scolded earlier.
However, looking at her beautiful eyes and slender fingers, who would have thought that this player, who had such a strong aura, was her operation?
In the second match, in 15 minutes, the enemy was easily defeated.
In the third match, in 15 minutes, again the enemy gave up!
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Ah Li had become the nightmare of the entire match against her in the middle. This playstyle was all-pervasive, ruthless, and decisive. If there was even the slightest advantage, she would immediately roll a snowball and lead the entire team’s rhythm, as if she was leading a mighty army. She directly crushed the other side.
The preliminary round was originally a round of rounds.
The League of Legends average time was 40 minutes. However, after the first round, while the other teams were still fighting, the Ice Lemon club had already finished all the matches and quietly obtained a spot in the top 128.
The top 128 did not completely include this arena. At the start of the match, there were stadiums in every major city, holding matches simultaneously.
On the large screen in the stadium, there was a national competition ranking list.
Time ranking: First Place, team Ice Lemon, 150 minutes. Second Place, team Vitoria, 151 minutes.
This time ranking was based on the time it took to enter the top 128. There were ten matches, and the fastest time for each match was 15 minutes to surrender.
Under normal circumstances, even if they were beaten to a pulp, those who could persevere would still choose to drag it out. Team Ice Lemon, for example, had never seen an opponent who could give up in 15 minutes without any hesitation.
“Is this fake? How could it be this number? How many noobs fought against Ice Lemon? Did they surrender when they saw each other? Could they have been bribed?”
“Just watching the big spenders spend money to buy results. He-he, it’s all just water pouring in!”
“I’m an employee of Ice Lemon. I overheard the boss on the phone yesterday. He said 15 million, the team’s first win!”
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There were all kinds of opinions. There were forums, live forums, and bullet screens that were broadcasted live by the media.
Sitting in the coach’s seat, Su Fuyun looked at the girl who was focused on fighting on the keyboard. From the beginning, when he saw the girl sitting there, he had already been under so much pressure. His heart ached.
Behind him, there were all kinds of comments from the audience.
Listening to their mockery of Gu Moyue, Su Fuyun was holding it in. He clenched his fists tightly, knowing that he could not make a fuss.
At this time, if he made a fuss, it would affect the girl’s morale!
In every match, Su Fuyun stared at the live broadcast on Ice Lemon’s screen. The girl played the game extremely wantonly. This was her punching bag. In the stadium, all the anger in her heart, in the game, when she was fighting against her opponent. She displayed it to the fullest.
