Rebirth: National Crown Prince

The downhill route was difficult to walk, but Wan Zexi didn't like that boring route, so she controlled Wanzai Ye to quickly walk down the downhill road.

Comparing the situation on both sides, Xingyao's side is much better, because the situation of Chu Jun and Wan Zexi, who came to kill people from the beginning, makes Xingyao almost completely have the upper hand.

Both sides have an ice and snow city. As long as they are the first to break through the other side's city and win the banner, they will win.

Chu Jun didn't want to continue to be entangled with Wen Yizhong, so he disappeared from the place with a quick flash, and then wandered towards the other party's territory.

"Captain, stop them quickly!"

Wen Yizhong quickly returned to his territory and defended his city.

The audience looked at the picture of swords and swords on the big screen, and couldn't help but shut their mouths to shout, and their eyes were fixed on the screen motionlessly.

five minutes later--

The announcement sounded: [Mo Liang PKs Xing Yao, Xing Yao wins. 】

Looking at the two big words "victory" on the computer screen, Wan Zexi glanced at the people who had been arrogant towards her just now with cold eyes.

"This match was wonderful!" the female commentator said.

The male commentator responded: "This game is really exciting. Applause goes to our Xingyao team."

"That's amazing, my Lord Wan!"

"Chu God! Chu God!"

The sound in the audience suddenly erupted from silence.

"What happened just now? It turns out that when everyone's attention was on Xingyao and the others, Wan Zexi disappeared."

The battle replay started on the screen, and as soon as the camera turned, Wan Zexi unexpectedly pounced from behind and captured the opponent's banner easily and elegantly. This all caught people off guard.

"Ahhh! I love Long Live Lord so much."

"Long live Lord, we love you!"

The young man stood up from his stable position calmly, his eyes slightly looking towards the fans in the auditorium above.

"Give Wan Zexi a close-up." The male guide quickly said to the person next to him.

The young man's delicate and beautiful face was enlarged and placed on the screen.

A critical hit in an instant!

"Wow! It's so beautiful!" The girl couldn't help but scream.

"Ma Dan, there's something wrong with you. Why are you so handsome?"

The appearance of ordinary people really can't bear the magnification of such a lens. Either their face has become a pie-face, or their facial features are not refined and good-looking. However, the boy's face as white as jade has not changed at all. If we really want to say that the change is that of them. He became more aware of this young man's appearance.

It's so suffocating, and the dignity in the bones can't help but make people obsessed.

At this moment, Wan Zexi's name is completely famous in the e-sports circle.

Silly Diao's ID name is "Long Live Lord", and others use it as Silly Diao Zhonger, but what I feel in the boy is only arrogant handsomeness and casual publicity.

After the game, Xingyao and others walked out from the backstage.

However, by chance, I met Mo Liang and others.

The two teams stopped at the same time, and at that moment Wen Yizhong's eyes met Chu Jun's.

Wen Yizhong's eyes were deep, while Chu Jun's eyes were indifferent.

Wan Zexi, who was standing behind, raised his eyebrows slightly, and a glint flashed in his eyes.

After a long time, the awkward atmosphere was broken.

Wen Yizhong said: "Long time no see!"

Seeing that Chu Jun looked calm and didn't speak, Wen Yizhong smiled a little evilly, "I thought that incident back then could defeat you, but I didn't expect that I still lost to you. You are worthy of being a member of the Mo Shang cult."

Hearing Mo Shangxie, Chu Jun's eyes moved slightly, and this time he spoke, "There is no point in talking about that matter now."

After saying that, Chu Jun raised his steps and walked forward. This time it was not only to prove Xingyao, but more importantly, they wanted to win the game and once again set the honor that the person gave Xingyao back then, and they must not let down that person. people’s trust.

When passing by Mo Liang's team, Wan Zexi glanced at those people with a half-smile. The smile at the corner of his mouth was unclear whether it was contempt or disdain, which made the eyes of Mo Liang and others look hostile.

"Captain! That boy's eyes were so arrogant just now."

Wen Yizhong looked at their retreating figures and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Don't worry, this year's national competition will be more difficult than they imagined."