The eSports King’s Crush

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At that time, I didn't like to interact with people, and because I didn't grow taller, I didn't know how to restrain my sharp edges. Many people couldn't stand him.

He was different. Sixteen-year-old Mo Nan had sparkling eyes and was full of scorn. Anyone who met him wanted to be friends with him.

Huan Leng sometimes sits in his own seat, and often watches him and others packing lunches and grilling sausages outside the youth training camp.

Maybe he noticed that he was watching, so he would throw one over: "Didn't the coach not let us go out? I'll ask the boss to deliver it at a designated time, smart right?"

Eat less of these things from outside.

He didn't understand what kind of food it was. How could Mo Nan put it in his mouth and still eat it with relish every time? Isn't he afraid of food poisoning?

He couldn't see how smart he was, but he never threw the sausage away, he just left it there.

After training, people gathered around him.

Before he could take action, a figure grabbed the other person's collar faster than him and shouted for him to go first.

It's really funny and good at the same time.

But how could such a middle-class person leave a mark on his heart?

Probably too sorry.

That person who was on par with him was now standing there, being pointed at by thousands of people.

Huan Leng clenched his right hand, and when he let it go, the man also walked to the center: "I invited him to join, not him who came to beg me.

If any of us are dissatisfied with Mo Nan's assistant position, we can raise a challenge. When did we get into the habit of gossiping? Is the training time too short, which makes us feel idle? "

Probably they didn't expect that their captain would come at this time.

The faces of the reserve team members who were speaking were all stiff.

Someone stood up and said, "Zhao Dui, I said that the most taboo thing within the team is authoritarianism. The victory or defeat of the game cannot be decided by one person, but depends on the cooperation between everyone. Why invite Mo Nan? They didn’t even discuss with us whether this approach goes against the original intention of our team, I think we at least have the right to know.”

"That is to say, we didn't even know he was coming."

"This is indeed a bit unreasonable. To be honest, I don't like this approach."

Huan Leng listened to the sounds around him and spoke lukewarmly: "The team's rules state that every substitute player will be voted on by the starting players, coaches, and managers."

Huan Leng looked at the people who spoke: "Mo Nan was voted in. We want the right to know. We should play well in this trial. After we become official players, we can vote against anyone. Before we are qualified to compete, There’s no point in picking teammates.”

"If you don't like it, you can leave the team at any time." Huan Leng reached out and opened his cabinet, with a sharp profile: "Do you need me to remind you that we are not official members yet?"

This last sentence caused several people to be nailed there.

In a sense, they are indeed, like Mo Nan, still to be selected.

Reserve players have no right to participate in decisions.

The person who proposed authoritarianism also realized that he had crossed the line, and his face turned a little pale. He couldn't let it go like this. He clenched his hands and said: "What the team leader said can be challenged, is it true or false?"

Huan Leng closed the cabinet, and the sound still echoed in the room.

The mid laner over there wanted to come over after seeing it.

Who introduced this silly boy to him? Why did he question the captain's words?

If you feel that you are playing well, you can initiate a challenge within the team at any time. Everyone knows this, but you are still questioning it here.

This year’s candidate team members are really...

Huan Leng didn't let him speak. He put it into his trouser pocket with one hand, put the white towel on his shoulders, and replied: "True".

The man said with high spirits: "Then I will challenge him now."

As he said that, he looked at Mo Nan: "Senior, you shouldn't refuse me with the excuse that your hand injury hasn't healed yet, right?"

Mo Nan didn't say much, just put down the towel: "Let's go."

Two words, no pain or itch.

In the training camp, everyone will be equipped with a computer.

There is scale and there is exercise time.

Alternative team members do not have gaming chairs, only regular team members do.

The training camp is divided into first and second floors.

There will be a large screen downstairs for projection, and there will be an internal battle every three days to select new players with more combat effectiveness to the bench.

Winning three consecutive championships sounds easy.

In fact, here, no progress today is equivalent to falling behind.

Because this is the strongest team in the country.

"Everyone chooses the assistant to go to the middle. One health, one hundred and one tower." Huan Leng stood there wearing a battle uniform, and said in a light voice: "Let's get started."

There is an unwritten rule of duel in "Heroes".

See who kills the other first, that's first blood.

See who can make up 100 soldiers first, that's one hundred.

In the same way, in single-to-mid battles, you are not allowed to go to other lanes or jungle areas. Whoever knocks down the first tower will be considered a winner. Anyone who messes with it will automatically give up the game.

As a professional player, even a reserve team member will not understand these things.

It's just obvious that someone took advantage of it.

When choosing a hero, I brought healing.

"Choose one with thick blood control!"

The people next to him were also trying to help him.

When I entered the game, I saw that the alternate team members had brought healing skills, and the manager standing on the second floor frowned.

But this time, Huan Leng didn't clearly stipulate that he couldn't bring healing skills, so he couldn't be said to have violated the rules.

But in this case, Mo Nan would obviously suffer.

It was originally a last-choice hero and could not get the strongest support character in this version, but now the opponent has brought healing.

It’s hard to beat…

"Captain." The mid laner opened his mouth. He wanted to say that Mo Nan wouldn't be able to fight unless he restarted.

On the big screen over there, Mo Nan's figure had already walked out of the spring pool.

His handsome face seemed to be unsurprised by everything in front of him, as if he could predict it no matter how much the opponent failed to abide by the bottom line of the battle.

It is also this group of people who have been clinging to Bey’s point of “playing on his behalf”.

Said that the other party violated the spirit of e-sports and caused a bad impact.

they know.

Presumably Mo Nan knew better.

He thought Mo Nan would be angry.

Unexpectedly, he was just there to replenish his troops without saying a word.

The lieutenant was stunned and looked at their call team.

There was no emotion in Wan Leng's eyes.

The man was thick and controlled, and he suppressed Mo Nan as soon as he came up.

Mo Nan didn't even dare to leave the tower.

It's really not easy to get out. If you get caught once you get out, you'll easily lose your first blood.

In such a one-on-one fight, let alone Mo Nan, even if it were him, he might not be sure to win, because the duel was not fair from the beginning.

"Senior, sometimes one has to accept old age."

Seeing that Mo Nan didn't even dare to leave the tower, the man's voice was full of pride: "I know that the talent was good before, but it must have been two years, let alone an assassin, what kind of support can we do during the transformation? Do brothers and sisters like to play reversals, and then feel good about themselves? It’s a slap in the face. I know everything, senior, not bey, let alone bey. How many years have passed and I’m still bragging about Dimeng? I haven’t seen how good she is. As for senior...do you want me to teach you how to play support?”

The people on his side laughed after hearing this.

Because even if Mo Nan hid under the tower, he couldn't resist the man's attack.

In just a short time, Mo Nan's blood volume had been knocked down by half.

"Senior, it's too slow. With such hand speed, you still want to return to the profession? You can't even dodge the skills. I'll call the team today to see if the person he wants to be a teammate is not the talented person he was originally. Mo Nan, don’t hold on to the past and take a closer look at us newbies!”

As he said that, the man took a sledgehammer and lunged forward and spun, forcibly draining half of Mo Nan's blood.

Mo Nan's blood volume is very unhealthy now. If he doesn't go home, he may lose his life at any time. But if he goes home, he will be slowed down a lot and may not even be able to save the tower. .

The manager was standing on the second floor, originally going to take care of something, but at this time he stopped and did not move again.

He just lowered his eyes and looked in the direction of Huan Leng.

Too ordinary.

Although he didn't want to hit the boy.

But now Mo Nan is too ordinary.

Maybe if he played as an assassin, he would be worth something.

Switching to the auxiliary position, overall, I don't have any edge at all.

In fact, every reserve player here is more unique and courageous than him.

The hand speed is too slow.

The state is not right either.

He even wanted to ask Huan Leng. Now he still thinks that this is the top player who was on par with him in the youth training camp?

"kill him!"

"Come on!"

"Yu Fei just fights like this! Don't let him come out!"

"It's too ordinary. What's the point of the summoning team inviting such a person back? Just take the first blood and let him go!"

No one likes someone who comes by air,

They are even several years apart.

In their opinion, Mo Nan's peak period has long passed. No matter why, why is he here to argue with people like them who have finally been able to realize their dreams?

Calling him senior is part of their upbringing, but does he really treat himself as a dish?

"Okay, I understand what you mean, so I won't be teasing you here anymore." The man held the mouse with one hand: "Some people should just go back where they came from. I really thought they fell into a smelly ditch." If you can still come out, I will let you surrender today!"

As he said that, the man swung his sledgehammer up and spun towards Mo Nan, who was still alive!

"He's going over the tower!"

The manager clasped his hands and looked away. There was no need to look any further.

The former dynasty finally ceased to exist.

There was no way Mo Nan would survive.

I just hope that Huan Leng will put aside his regrets and look forward.

Because no matter how regretful it is, the "Mo Nan" who could still leave a bright smile with one man's sword is dead, and died in that frame-up.

Now he is timid and is not suitable for playing e-sports anymore...

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