"What the hell?"

Qin Lang muttered, picked up his mobile phone and dialed Ji Qingyan.

"What's the matter......" Ji Qingyan's voice came from the mobile phone, but his tone seemed a little weak.

This is also normal, because a large number of high-level games are pouring into the glory of kings, not to mention 100 wins, even if it is 20 consecutive wins or 10 consecutive wins, it is not something that ordinary people can do.

With the gradual increase in the winning streak, all kinds of cows, ghosts, snakes and gods will appear one after another, what folk cattle, so-and-so first, passerby king, with sister madness, with Han Queen, and even meet professional players in leisure, no matter how strong people are, they have a time to collapse when they meet.

It's okay to say this, but the most feared thing is that your teammates will quit the game due to special circumstances, or that infighting will lead to hang-up.

Before that starts, the game is a make-or-lose.

It is conceivable that Ji Qingyan's forty-nine consecutive victories have put in a lot of effort, and it also proves how strong her strength is, but she still lost.

"You're crazy, fighting jihad!?"

Qin Lang's tone was very stern.

"Questions?"

Ji Qingyan asked flatly.

"Your identity is known to many professional players, and if you haven't changed your ID, you will become a laughing stock, and the reputation of our underground e-sports stadium will also be affected." Qin Lang said.

"The last sentence is the point, right?" Ji Qingyan smiled, "However, are you so sure that I can't fight?" ”

Qin Lang wrung his eyebrows tightly and said: "It's not a question of whether I believe you or not, it's that the variables of the Holy War are too great, a hundred consecutive victories, even if you are a member of the Light Tomb Clan, you don't have this certainty, Qingyan, listen to me, while the rank is not too high now, stop!" This kind of challenge is completely thankless. ”

"It can't be."

Ji Qingyan's tone was soft, but hard, "If you don't have anything else, I'll hang up." ”

Before Qin Lang could speak, a blank sound had already sounded on the phone.

"Lang Shao...... This ......"

Ah Ming cautiously leaned over.

Bang Bang –

Qin Lang lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and said, "She said before that she was busy making money, and now it seems that this money-making is a holy war." ”

Jihad, as the name suggests, is a sacred challenge.

It is about the spirit of e-sports and the ultimate beauty of the peak strength of human e-sports.

Once the challenge is successful, in addition to emptying the Tianmei Holy War prize pool, the challenger will also become popular in an instant.

However, imagination is beautiful, like those countless kings who challenge the Black Domain Clan, such as Fei'er fighting fire, the difficulty of the Holy War is also hellish, everyone knows the benefits of successful challenges, but without exception, they all fall in front of the Holy War.

"Lang Shao, you don't have to worry too much, the current streak of the Holy War is held by the ADC White Jue of the Light Tomb Clan: 86 consecutive wins, Miss Qingyan wants to fight to this point, it is impossible, let alone 100 wins, in my opinion, 50 consecutive victories is already her limit, and she can't set off the storm." Ah Ming said.

Qin Lang's brows relaxed slightly, nodded his head, and said, "That's what you said, Yum?" It's just a gimmick on the horizon. ”

He scoffed.

……

On the other side, Ji Qingyan was staring at the bright red word defeat on the screen in a daze, ten days, this is her fifth consecutive winning streak in ten days.

The reason for being terminated this time is funny, one of his male teammates, and the other party's Wang Zhaojun sister paper, the sister paper sent a few clicks, the male teammate disarmed and surrendered, the team battle is not forceful, but it is just a return, all kinds of performances, the battle situation has been completely defeated in the middle of the rhythm.

Rubbing his brows in distress, Ji Qingyan felt a little black in front of him.

In less than ten days, she had fought hundreds of battles in a row, and her body had begun to weaken.

Looking at the bright red word, Ji Qingyan knew that everything was going to start all over again.

In the glory fighter, the king's war song echoed in it, but it couldn't stir up any waves in her heart, and Yum seemed to be hopeless.

"How's your training?"

Ji Qingyan sent a message to Wei Jiabao, after the last pre-congratulations game, Ji Qingyan kept an eye on it, and added Wei Jiabao, who has been passing through Wei Jiabao these days, knocking on some of Su Li's situation.

"Don't mention it! I'm tired every day, but I feel like I'm improving every day, and it's still very cool, hahaha! Wei Jiabao quickly replied with a message.

"That's a lot of work."

Ji Qingyan praised.

"After all, the day of the high school league is getting closer and closer, and you can't fight if you don't fight! Actually, I'm pretty good, just say the one you have a crush on......"

"What nonsense!"

Ji Qingyan's face turned red.

"Haha, slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue!" Wei Jiabao pretended not to know anything, and continued: "Classmate Su, it's classmate Su, I told you about the situation of his left hand before, he was injured, good guy, but now he is practicing more and more fiercely, it was almost 11 o'clock in the evening yesterday, and he is still practicing, this morning I saw that his entire left hand was shaking, in fact, to say something unpleasant, with his physical condition, he will definitely not be able to participate in the high school league, I really don't know what he is trying to do so hard." ”

"The whole left hand is shaking?"

Ji Qingyan's heart tightened, she had already learned from Nangong Yao about Su Li's battle with the Black Domain Clan, which was also the reason why she started the holy war directly without saying a word.

Nangong Yao didn't know Su Li, if she lost this game, she would lose, but she understood that the impact of this game on Su Li would be subversive.

Before this, even if there was a problem with his left hand, Su Li was not worthy of anyone on the line, even if he lost to Nangong Yao, he was very calm, he knew that what made him lose was not operation, not consciousness, but physical condition, so he had the confidence to face any enemy.

If it weren't for his body, Ji Qingyan knew that Su Li was very likely to grow to the level of a summoner of the Light Tomb, but the appearance of the Black Domain gave Su Li a heavy blow.

The specific focus of Shen is that even if his hands are intact, he doesn't have much confidence to defeat the Black Domain at all.

This made Su Li panic, but on the contrary, the Black Domain gave him hope again.

It turns out that the Light Tomb team is far from the end, and it turns out that the strength of the championship can also be vulnerable.

It's like a top long jumper who jumped five meters, and another long jumper who had a problem with his left foot and only jumped four meters, but the player with a problem with his left foot actually didn't have any shame in his heart, because he knew that if he didn't have a problem with his left foot, he could definitely jump five meters or even six meters.

But suddenly, a perverted player who can jump 20 meters appeared, which broke the perception of the long jump of the player with a problem with his left foot.

It turned out that the farthest distance he thought was five meters was not the limit at all.

Twenty meters, this distance is asking yourself, even if his legs are intact, it is impossible to reach it.

This made him ashamed, made him unwilling, made his blood boil, and made him full of hope.

It is precisely these complex emotions that make Su Li leave everything behind and regain his desire for the glory of the king, because his current technology is far from the limit of the glory of the king, and the word 'far' is the key point, he ...... It could be stronger!

(End of chapter)