I am the super villain of online games

"Have you not noticed that Thirteen's mana is not enough?"

Just when all the players were regretting that the powerful September team was about to be eliminated in this way, Qingqiu moved. The big white bear under Qingqiu's crotch threw it upwards and sent Qingqiu high into the sky. The pet appeared, and Qingqiu's right foot in the air was light.

Click on the pet's back to avoid traps and at the same time shorten the ultimate distance.

An arrow was shot, and when Wuyan's Holy Light Bullet entered the cd, he pretended to be Thirteen and connected with the illuminating arrow without even thinking about it, but found that he didn't have enough mana.

Jiu Kan's cold beauty Lihua Shijiu disappeared in an instant. Jiu Kan hated being slashed with a long sword, but unexpectedly shot out a series of sabers behind her, and used the force of the sabers' recoil to send herself in front of Fang Shisan.

Qingqiu drew his bow and fired arrows, suppressing the enemy who had the air superiority, Zhishi San, unable to fight back. As the violent shaman ignored the goblin trap and joined the battle, the battle was decided.

The 10-second countdown ended. Although there were no casualties, the September team won with 2011 points of comprehensive damage, crushing the 2098 points of Tingfeng Team 3.

"There is still a gap when facing world-class experts. In just 10 seconds, Qingqiu communicated with team members as many as 35 times. On the other hand, our people were a little confused at that moment."

Ye Nan shook his head lightly, just as Qingqiu also came down from the ring:

"The second master from the South, I'm afraid you are the only one who dares to cheat openly in this kind of competition."

"How come you're cheating by picking out your ears? But congratulations anyway, you won beautifully."

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Bang! Bang! Bang!

"Hahaha! What a wonderful battle! It's so exciting! Great! Awesome!"

Just when several people were about to leave the arena, a short level 43 swordsman player clapped his hands and walked over in a swagger.

id: money is like dung

This swordsman's level is not high, but judging from the light on his body, the lowest level equipment is golden and top quality.

"Master Nan Er, I just joined the game recently and I want to make friends with you."

Qian Dungtu smiled and stretched out his hand. Ye Nan stretched out his hand and shook it:

"Brother Qian, let's get straight to the point."

"Okay, cool!" Qian Dungtu issued an electronic check with a 1 on the top and eight 0's on the bottom.

"It's nothing serious. I just heard that Brother Nan has a ticket for the SOC World Championship. I want to buy it and play."

Ye Nan didn't expect that money like dirt was the idea of ​​buying tickets, so he couldn't help but shook his head and said:

"Sorry, I won't buy it." "Hahaha, I understand!" Qian Dungtu didn't care and wrote out the same check again.

"You really don't want to buy it?"

"Then I'll add another 300 million to make the whole thing!"

Hiss~~

The players who had not yet had time to leave the game all gasped. Spending 500 million to buy a ticket to the World Championship is too crazy.

"Sorry, I don't want to buy it."

After Ye Nan finished speaking, he was about to leave the field, but Qian Dungtu pulled out his arm and interrupted the teleportation.

"Nan Er, 500 million is a lot. Don't be too greedy, especially young people!"

"Pfft, uncle, you are so interesting. We don't even know you, and you threaten us if the deal fails. By the way, do you know the current valuation of Tingfeng's virtual property, and what is the valuation of our Leaf Alliance leader? Five hundred million? It's not enough for Jiu Feng City.

A year’s worth of water.”

Bobo couldn't stand this kind of person the most, and he didn't hesitate to fight back. Ye Nan broke free from the restraints and said, "Uncle, you can find someone else. You really can't buy it from abroad."

After saying that, he teleported away with everyone. Qian Dungtu touched his nose, and when he spoke again, his language changed:

"Stupid Nan Er refused to buy tickets for my great country H. We have to find another way."

The player next to him had gloomy eyes: "It doesn't matter. At least we have made a plan. If we conquer Z, we will be destroyed!"

…

Once in Tingfeng City, Ye Nan teleported back to Jiufeng City. In his city, no one dared to do anything to him. Gu Jian Si Qing and others were waiting.

As 10,000 teams stand out, the 10,000-person heads-up competition will begin soon. Anyway, in the game, the length of time will not affect the recovery of players. The rules of the 10,000-person heads-up competition are also simple. Each team sends three players to compete with others.

Teams will compete randomly, and the team with more wins will be promoted, and the loser will be eliminated until the top 10 are determined.

There are so many arenas, and 10,000 teams can only compete in 30,000 heads-up matches, so it won’t take long at all.

"Everyone, Tingfeng is going to join a team no matter what. If you win, it's fine. If you lose, it's no big deal. Based on your performance in the duel and your team ranking, I will determine the six people who will give you tickets to this game.

.”

The ticket worth 500 million was waved in Ye Nan's hand, and the eyes of the twelve people in the two teams showed some changes.

Gu Jian swallowed hard: "Old...old, old, old, this small note is worth 500 million oceans..."

"Five hundred million? You are underestimating this ticket. An opportunity to advertise in front of 70% of the world's people cannot be measured by just 500 million. However, no matter which of you is qualified to participate in the World Championship,

Perform well and make our Tingfeng reputation known!"

"Yes! Leader of the Leaf Alliance!"

Several people were full of confidence, and after a while they were sucked into the arena by the light.

Ye Nan has also calculated that when the SOC is almost over, Tingfeng Guild will be able to upgrade to level 4. Level 4 guilds can recruit 100,000 people. With the reputation accumulated in the world competition, they can quickly attract enough expert players.

As for the people at Tingfeng Studio, Ye Nan didn't even think about participating. They were too powerful to compete with the players, so there was no point in participating.

Just as he was thinking about going to watch the game, a large group of people suddenly appeared and surrounded Ye Nan.

These players are generally not high-level, but they all talk eloquently:

"Hello Nan Er, I am a member of the Dou Xianyu platform. Our platform would like to provide sponsorship for your team to participate in the competition. How about 30 million? Or profit sharing?"

"Hello Master Nan Er, I'm from Xiaopo Station. We offer 100 million to customize team uniforms for Tingfeng's contestants and sponsor Xiaopo Station's high-end game warehouse. You see..."

Ye Nan was so noisy by a large group of people that she was dizzy. She was thinking about finding a few sponsors with good conditions and few things to do if she didn't accept the offer. Anyway, she didn't want to give away the free money. When the phone rang, she saw that it was Mo Xuan.

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"Hello? Ye Zi, my father called me and wants to exclusively sponsor our Tingfeng team in the name of Mo Group. The price is to give you half of the gift, please consider it."

Beep...beep...beep...

After hanging up the phone, Mo Xuan's face turned red with embarrassment. Father Mo didn't promise any conditions at all. After all, he was his son-in-law. She had to pay for half of the betrothal gift herself. Here, Ye Nan's mind also went blank for three seconds.

Seconds later, he pushed away the crowd and said:

"I'm sorry, the sponsorship was taken away by Mr. Mo."

The surrounding white-collar elites were all distracted. The great god of the Mo Group had no part in their intervention, but some people still refused to give up and said:

"Nan Er, I want to ask you, what kind of bargaining chips did Mr. Mo bring out?"

"Give me less than half of the betrothal gift." Ye Nan chuckled, and then went to watch the game, leaving everyone confused.

"With half the bride price, how much is it?"

"You are stupid. President Mo personally promised to reduce half of the betrothal gift. Didn't he just promise that Mr. Mo would be betrothed to Nan Er?!"

"Damn! It's not like you hooked up with your daughter just to get sponsorship..."