After breakfast, Gao Lin and the others went to the competition site of the Yifeng Network Club.

Although the national server exchange competition is an online competition, the players are all on-site competitions, which are almost the same as offline competitions, except that they do not enter the competition uniform and calculate the rank points.

A professional team, if it does not reach a certain rank points, it is not possible to participate in the professional competition of that rank, and even some rank competitions are strictly stipulated that if you participate in this competition, you cannot participate in the low-level competition at the same time, and can only participate in the same level or higher.

Of course, if it is a national solicitation competition, a targeted professional competition, and an informal exchange competition, there is no limit to the rank points, such as the City United Competition, which is a national collection competition, and the club league is a targeted professional competition. However, although there is no rank system in these two competitions, they do have a rank, and the rank score is still very high, like the City United Championship, although it is not very large, but it is a national competition after all, the champion gets a whopping 10 points, the runner-up and third place are 5 points, and even the quarterfinals are 2 points.

Although the club league is not a national competition, it can be regarded as the top event in the domestic professional circle, and the ranking points obtained are also very high, with 8 points for the champion, 5 points for the second and third place, and 1 point for the quarterfinals.

Like Gao Lin's current team, the rank score is only 1 point, that is, a section, if a professional competition stipulates that they can only participate in the 2nd rank, they have no chance to sign up for the competition, a bit like the rank competition of chess and card players.

Since the current national server exchange competition held by MasTV is not a formal professional competition, there is no restriction on rank, let alone rank, it is purely like a commercial exhibition match. However, even so, this competition has received a lot of media attention at home and abroad, because all the people who participate in this competition are the top professional players in China, and their level is the current domestic level.

For this exchange competition, MasTV publicity is in place, even if today is not the weekend, the network club is still overcrowded, many people are holding their favorite contestants' portraits or name banners, shouting loudly off the field, some people are wearing various hero hats and various hero clothes, cheering and shouting off the field, so that the atmosphere of the entire game scene is extraordinarily thick, almost no different from the domestic heavy competition. Moreover, many foreign esports media come to broadcast live.

"Wow, so many people?" Walking from the left side of the audience and seeing hundreds of spectators at the scene, Yang Tianshui was a little dumbfounded.

Walking behind him, looking at the crowded scene, Gao Lin was also a little surprised. When he came to participate in the competition before, he thought it was just a simple online competition, and there was no live audience, but there were thousands of viewers here, which was completely beyond his imagination.

"Oh, I see my name!" As if he had discovered a new continent, Lin Yang pointed to the audience and shouted.

Looking in the direction of his finger, Gao Lin saw that in front of the audience, several people were jointly erecting a banner that read: "Handsome guy in national uniform!" ”

"Come on, what's there to be proud of!" Pouting, Yang Tianshui pointed around the audience, "Look at it, where is there no Fengshen Daming?" ”

Indeed, in the scene, no matter where you are, you can see Xiao Zifeng's name and his character photos. In China, Xiao Zifeng's fame is unparalleled, even his baby sister, the first beauty in the domestic e-sports circle, and the goddess in the minds of all e-sports players, Song Qiaoyu, cannot shake his transcendent status.

Three-time WCG champion, who can beat it?

For the Chinese people, Xiao Zifeng is the pride of the country and a symbol of national honor!

Before Xiao Zifeng, the domestic e-sports circle has been ridiculed by Shijie countries, saying that it has a population of more than one billion, but it can't even find a few e-sports talents, it is really a waste of rice, and even, some hostile elements will compare domestic e-sports with the national football team, maliciously mocking.

However, Xiao Zifeng's birth slapped the ugly faces of these people in one fell swoop, three shijie champions? Who dares to say that we have no talent in esports? Who dares to say that we are a weak country under power politics? Who would dare to despise our existence?

E-sports, you can play, why can't we afford to play?

You have talent, and we are better than you!

Defy?

WCG three times in a row, you can argue!

……

It is under this long-suppressed inner mood that both people in the e-sports circle and non-e-sports circles in China are full of admiration for Xiao Zifeng.

Because, he is a national benchmark and a national treasure!

He made the shijie people understand: the Chinese are not cowardly, let alone incompetent!

China is a great country and a powerful country, no matter what it does, in which aspect, it has proud people!

"Are you stupid? Compare with the god of wind? You don't want to think about how many hats people wear on their heads! Lin Yang glanced at Yang Tianshui and said.

"Huh? How many hats do you wear? Turning his head to look at Xiao Zifeng, Gao Lin laughed.

"Get out!" Knowing the meaning of Gao Lin's words, Xiao Zifeng punched him angrily.

"Hehe, you're embarrassed to wear so many hats, don't you tell people?" Gao Lin rubbed his thumping chest and said.

"Believe it or not, I kicked you down?" Pointing to the audience, Xiao Zifeng glared and said.

"Kick it, if you kick me down, I'll shout 'Fengshen is here' and see how your fans react!" Gao Lin didn't care.

"Threaten me?" Saying this, Xiao Zifeng raised his hand and wanted to punch Gao Lin again.

Gao Lin hurriedly dodged to the side and deliberately said loudly: "Who dares to threaten you, the famous wind god?" ”

As if hearing his words, a long-haired girl under the side of the audience looked back, and when she saw Xiao Zifeng, her eyes lit up.

"Oh, Anemoslav!" The long-haired girl screamed.

"Anemo? Which? Which? Hearing the screams of the long-haired girl, several people nearby hurriedly turned around, saw Xiao Zifeng, and shouted loudly: "Oh, oh, oh, it's really a wind god!" ”

"Fengshen, I'm your fan!"

"Fengshen, will you sign for me?"

"Anemo God, I love you!"

"Fengshen, I'm going to marry you!"

"Fengshen, I want to have a baby with you!"

"Anemo ......"

……

Like a chain reaction, the audience watched and shouted in a hurry.

Seeing this, Xiao Zifeng glared at Gao Lin hatefully, like a mouse and a cat, and hurriedly ran in the direction of the contestant's waiting hall.