Lu Zuoyu came to the college late to report because of foreign affairs, and none of the freshmen present knew him.

Mr. Shan tilted his head and looked at this strange visitor.

Without saying a word, the Mo family organizes, and the vigorous Luban No. 7 PK begins.

Six minutes later, the crystal exploded.

The mountain always failed miserably.

Mr. Shan held his mobile phone and wandered the object, and Xiaojun's face was full of incredulity.

He is the No. 1 Luban in the national service, a rising little star in the game live broadcast industry, but he was actually suppressed by a stranger?

0-5！

This kind of record has never appeared in Xiao Shanye's career resume!

Lu Zuoyu was calm and calm, his eyes crossed the mountain, and asked the tall and cold squad leader: "You also want to challenge?" ”

Silence naturally went to the battlefield without hesitation.

In the first battle between Silent and Lu Zuoyu, the Mo family said that he was also a short-legged hero of Luban No. 7.

The two fought for fifteen minutes.

Outsiders could only see the two handsome boys with solemn expressions under the scorching sun, ignoring the hot sweat gurgling down their foreheads, and their slender fingers moving back and forth in the game interface, fiercely competing.

In the end, Silence still lost to Lu Zuoyu.

In front of everyone, Lu Zuoyu took the giant popsicle from the ice bucket, and his gaze swept over Ma Fei, Shan Zonghe and Silence.

Mr. Shan: "Hmph, you old popsicle!" ”

Fly immediately: "Cut, you old popsicle!" ”

After a day of tiring military training, Mr. Shan, Ma Fei and Silent returned to the dormitory, and found that the old popsicle was sitting on the bed at the door.

Lu Zuoyu closed the computer and greeted the three roommates: "Hello, I'm Lu Zuoyu." ”

Three: ...

Without much effort, Lu Zuoyu successfully recruited three new team members.

At this point, the DW team began to take shape.

Lu Zuoyu, Li Huaiyu, Chunjie, Lao Bai, Mr. Shan, Silence, Immediately Fly, Wuyun, Liu Yun and Z, jointly devoted themselves to this year's Glory of Kings Champions Cup competition.

Audition, primary selection, final review...

The DW team worked on new tactics and overcame challenge after challenge to emerge from countless teams to become the final top 12 team.

In the east-west competition system of the top 12 teams, the DW team once again stood at the peak of the star arena with strength beyond everyone's imagination and became the strongest team in the west.

In the finals, the strongest team in the west will have the final PK with the myth of the first strongest team in the east.

The winning team will go directly to the KPL professional arena.

"Mythical Troop?" Chu Xiaoxi listened obediently and carefully, and always felt that this team seemed to have heard of it somewhere.

Li Huaiyu leaned on the pillow, his eyes were cold: "The champion team of the last KPL Professional Tournament (Autumn Season), the captain is a ruthless character. ”

Chu Xiaoxi was surprised, since he followed the great god into the e-sports circle, Chu Xiaoxi has gradually learned about the news in the e-sports circle.

Last KPL Autumn Tournament: Champion Mythical Team, Runner-up Dream-Win, Third Runner-up TG Super Play Meeting.

[Myth] is a well-formed high-level team, representing the top professional level in China.

It is said that the [Mythic] style of play is diverse, the team has been commercialized, and each member of the team is worth more than 10 million.

Li Huaiyu said in a disdainful tone: "If DW had won the game, how could it have made a small team like Mythology out of the limelight and become the hottest professional team at the moment." ”

Chu Xiaoxi looked at the young man in the blue and white hospital gown, and reminded him slightly: "The DW team lost the game at the beginning, it seems that it was because you were a hindrance. ”

Li Huaiyu was silent for a moment, and Tsundere turned his head: "If I don't get in the way, I have one more amateur activity every year." ”

Chu Xiaoxi: "Amateur activities? ”

Li Huaiyu said as if laughing at himself: "Qingming Festival, give Lu Zuoyu a few of them to the grave." ”