There is a well-known e-sports club (e-sports hall) in Nandu, which provides training venues, publishes the latest season consultations, and also provides substitute training services.

Every day, many lovers of the glory of kings enter, or play, or visit, and it is very lively.

Recently, in the King of Glory area of the e-sports stadium, an arrogant guy came.

He heard that the rumored King was hiding in Nandu, and he came from the north to dismiss this guy.

“victory”

The game of victory sounds, announcing the end of a match.

The challenger hung his head and walked away with his phone.

"At this level, the king is fifty stars, and you can find a booster, right?" The gray-haired man in black was sarcastic, poured two sips of Coke, and laughed arrogantly.

He also thought that there were many strong people in Nandu, but now come and take a look, the so-called king master is not even as good as the bronze level.

The gray-haired man raised his head, and his dark eyes swept over the group of southerners.

He yawned and asked in a scowling tone, "Who else is going to challenge?" Even if he came, King's shrunken turtle didn't dare to show his face except for stabbing him in the back. ”

The god in his heart was insulted in public, and although the onlookers were angry, they couldn't beat the gray-haired man.

There was a whisper around:

"Yang'an has won again, this person is really strong. You're a pro, right? ”

"I heard that he is a brain-dead fan of the northern DW team, and he especially looks down on King."

"Mike was the highest in our middle rank, and he was beaten in 10 minutes, which was terrible."

"What level is this person, he is playing the bronze number, and he actually won the king fifty stars!"

"King is not in the e-sports stadium, so what's the use of him playing in the gym here."

"It's really hateful, if I had half the ability of King, I would definitely find him alone!"

……

Yoan is from the city of Kyoto in the north.

In the north, the DW team led by Captain Li Huaiyu is famous.

The DW team is a god-like existence in the northern region, and countless Glory of Kings players dream of entering the DW team and shining on the stage of the professional star game.

On the other hand, the WD team, which is famous in the south, does not have much influence in the north.

Even in the northern gaming circle, there are many rumors widely circulating, claiming that the WD team secretly did a lot of disgusting things against the DW team.

"Count, there are probably no masters in the south." Yang An pursed his lips, jumped down from the game chair, twisted his neck to relax his muscles, "I also said that Nandu is the nest of the WD team, and it is estimated that it is also false." Where this kind of bird doesn't, what master can there be———"

"Really?"

A cold voice interrupted his words, with a bit of playfulness and teasing.

The gamers around them turned their heads to look for the source of the sound.

Yang An raised his eyebrows and saw a jerky teenager standing at the door.

The young man had a delicate baby face, and because of nervousness, his eyes were evasive, and his two hands were uneasily mixed together.

Yang An sneered: "Boy, you want to challenge me?" ”

The laughter was so sharp that Xiao Zong's soul was hurt, and he subconsciously shook his head: "No, no, no... I'm afraid you won't be able to beat me... No, no, I'm afraid you'll lose and your face will be damaged..."

Yang An raised his voice, as if he heard a big joke: "What did you say? Try it again! ”

This boy who didn't have any hair, who gave him the courage to say such things!

Therefore, he shrank his neck, he was a simple three-good boy in the Buddhist system, and he didn't dare to quarrel with others, so he had to hang his head and pretend to be blind.

Therefore, the person behind him sighed, and immediately flew with such a thick skin, why would he accept a timid and shy apprentice?

Pure walked in, stared at Yang An with interest, and added word by word: "He said, you are a stupid X from the north." ”