All members are super god [E-sports]

The huge arena suddenly fell silent. Someone with sharp eyes caught a glimpse of a group of people standing on the other side of the players' playing area.

It is estimated that it is the opinion that the cue is reminded to enter after the process.

But at this time, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, stopped on the ground, did not know whether to move forward or backward, looked back or jumped unconsciously, and looked at the person in the middle of the line.

That is Lin Huai.

After a few more seconds, the person in the focus of the line of sight moved slightly, and the pause button seemed to be pressed off. Twilight put the phone away speechlessly and stood in the player area. The team began to move, and the whispers in the stadium gradually changed. Into a heat wave.

"Is Qin Qiang crazy?"

"Is Land his son? How many times has this been done overtly or secretly?"

"My god, why is God G so crazy?"

"No, wouldn't an old gun like him direct his firepower on Land, and he's not here, who is protecting Lin Huai now?"

"God Qin is irrational, this is not protecting people, it is making him a target."

"...Brother, that's Little Huaishen, the top laner of the top four teams in the World Championship, why do you think he can't beat a streamer?"

"..."

Land.

SWN top order.

Crazy batch one.

Said to be the top laner, he is wilder than the wild king.In the famous game Lin Huai played, he was beaten by the opponent against the wind. He was stunned that when all four of his teammates were on the resurrection cd, he didn't go back to the base to defend, but took the sixth Shenyin buff , Collected three heads on the spot to eat money to buy magic clothes, and one person forced the higher the tower, and exploded the enemy's base without saying a word.

It's still a matter of World Championships.

He is like a lone wolf.

Arbitrary, brave, fighting hard.

The person who spoke was startled, as if he had been reminded, his eyes lit up, and he sat upright and looked forward unconsciously.

This exhibition match seems to be getting more interesting...

Lin Huai took his seat, and the director quickly grasped the focus with his professional sensitivity from a moment of stupefaction, and the screen switched back and forth between Lin Huai, Twilight, and Lao Pao.

Lao Pao YTT is not ugly, muscular man, short hair, always with a hearty and mocking smile on his face, but at this time there are some muscle twitches.

Twilight didn't have any sense of the current game, sitting in front of the plane with his head down, his fingers flying.

Everyone who understands understands that he is definitely fighting with Qin Qiang.

On the other hand, Lin Huai, who was the most central person in this wave of disputes, just sat there, adjusting his earphones with his eyes closed, and his expression showed nothing but indifference.

The commentator was slapped in the face in public, and the female commentator couldn't hold back her face, and she didn't speak for a long time. Commentator A said awkwardly: "Qin Shen is still new, and Lao Pao will say a few more words in the interview?"

When the picture was shown to Lao Pao, he made an ok gesture with a smile on his face.

The conversation changed, and commentator B continued: "But Ghost's hand hurts again?"

There were whispers in the hall, Lin Huai hadn't put on his earphones at first, and he frowned slightly when he heard that, his eyes swept around the auditorium, and he raised his hand to lift the earphones from his neck and hang them loosely.

Then I saw commentator A press the headset and said to Mai: "Maybe the season has changed recently?"

"..."

God damn seasons.

Xiaoyu finally came to her senses, adjusted her expression and interjected appropriately, with a worried look, "I heard that some hand injuries cannot be cured, will God Qin..."

A just smiled and interrupted her, "It's time, let's take a look at the 1v1 schedule, ah, the first group is RUG's Twilight and Gululu, Gulu just rushed to the strongest last season..."

The big screen scrolled, Lin Huai had no interest, hung up the earphones sleepily, and pinched his wrist unconsciously.

The female commentator clearly meant something, and the era of telling others that Ghost ruled the domestic e-sports circle has long passed.

Lin Huai was only thinking about another thing.

hand pain……

Is his hand still...

But the most important thing for a professional player is his hand. Since he could hide his injury for two years, how could he speak so openly through Twilight at this time.

What is Qin Qiang doing?

He hasn't been this crazy in a long time.

Lin Huai turned his head and saw the dazzling flower rooster in the crowd lowered its head to compete with the mobile phone, frowning tightly.

Twilight didn't care about cueing him at all, and frantically seized Qin Qiang's output before the game started.

[Your uncle Twilight: Are you crazy?You've been knocked down, what are you talking about in this situation? ? ? ]

[Your uncle, Twilight: Aren't you an old fairy who wants nothing, I thought you would be able to go to the square to play Tai Chi with the uncle right away, what are you doing now?Fairies who play support have a steel giant in their hearts? ? ? ]

[Your uncle Twilight: Who the hell is Land, he is not so protective of a child bride, he is a fart child, the one who can be beaten by a child will go back to his hometown crying! ? ]

[Your uncle Twilight: Damn Qin Qiang, come out and explain to me. ]

[your uncle twilight: /angry]

[your uncle twilight: /angry]

[Doggy Qin Qiang: You are so noisy. ]

[Dog force Qin Qiang: Play your game, don't let me touch you later. ]

"........."

Twilight is numb.

[Your uncle Twilight: Just be a fucking human being! ]

He wanted to say more, when the red light of the camera in front of him was on, Twilight grabbed a handful of hair irritably, glanced over, realized that he was waiting for him to speak, and threw out a sentence in a bad way: "Don't ask me, I'm afraid If I talk too much, people will be under more pressure..."

He paused, "Who is calling me?"

The people who listened to Qiqi were a little stunned: "Why is he so crazy?"

"Can he not be crazy? He has been playing professionally for almost four years, and only Ghost dominates him everywhere. The relationship between the two is pretty good. It's strange that he doesn't walk sideways in the circle." Wildfire said.

Monday: "Last year, MGT had a silver pot, and Mushi's old club had a copper pot. They have the arrogance of capital."

Qi Qi sighed: "Oh, No. 4 Humble Wei Wei has no name."

"No, there are still some, look at Xiao Huai." Zhou Yi pointed at the screen.

Now it's a 1v1 match, divided into two halves, a total of 16 teams, eight teams each, Twilight's first game in the morning, and Lin Huai's last game in the morning, the opponent is the old gun YTT.

"...Is it okay to make trouble?" Qiqi was expressionless.

The second half didn't start until one o'clock. Some players went back to the waiting room first. Mu Hui put on her earphones and suppressed her chicken feathers. Lin Huai sat in his seat watching the game with a frosty face, unable to tell what he was thinking.

1v1 is officially limited to a round of 7 minutes, confrontation in the middle, winning a blood or a tower is a victory.

Twilight itself is the mid laner. Although the opponent is an anchor with good skills, he is not as good at playing as he is.

This man is crazy, but he didn't shoot so hard when he was playing this kind of exhibition match. After giving the opponent 5 minutes, he jumped the tower and killed in five minutes and one second. He took a blood cleanly and turned around beautifully. , return to the safe zone with the red line of blood.

The venue was open well, and the heat wave in the venue gave people headaches.

While watching the game, Lin Huai disassembled other people's tricks and rehearsed in his mind. When he was in line, the red light came on, and there was 30 seconds of pre-match communication time. On both sides of the screen was him and the old gun.

Lao Pao spoke first, and smiled generously, "I'm sorry, Xiaohuai God, I had a bit of trouble before, mainly because I didn't expect Qin God to be able to fight, and I didn't expect the professional support to be able to follow me. It's about the regiment, don't you think?"

"........."

Feel sorry?

Sorry, what about Nima?

Ghost fans couldn't hold back and stood up, but Lin Huai suddenly raised the corner of his lips slightly.

Xiaohuai God is an ice cube.

God Xiao Huai never smiled.

Xiao Huaishen is the coldest person in the e-sports circle.

This is a fact that everyone knows, but at this time he smiled so shallowly that the restless crowd seemed to be calmed down.

Lin Huai said in a clear voice, "I have nothing to say. I suggest changing my career. New Oriental has started recruiting students."

Yehuo had just heard the words "suggest changing careers" and immediately covered his ears, but before he had time, his ears were raped by screams from all directions around him.

e-sports players e-sports fans.

Watching a game, all you want is sparks splashing blood and Fang Gang.

You are disgusting people openly and secretly, let me say that the chef's cooking is not too delicious, right?

Lao Pao hated his teeth itchingly, and it was impossible to really take out the Lord of Thorns that he was best at. Thick health bars were not an advantage in 1v1.

He chose the second best dragon man, and the game interface jumped, but he saw a giant with an ax on the head portrait opposite.

Lord of Thorns, top laner, team tank, few people dare to use him in 1v1 with mid laner.

And this is his destiny, he knows every advantage and disadvantage of this hero, and how to play in different rounds.

Won!

Old Pao was ecstatic, grinding his molars.

3 minutes later--

"Can the giant deal this damage?" Someone on the commentary platform asked softly, and finally woke up from the excitement in the few seconds from the beginning to the end of the outbreak.

And Lin Huai had already taken off his earphones, grabbed his hair, walked in front of Lao Pao calmly, and touched his right hand with his hand.

In e-sports competitions, it doesn't matter how hard the trash talk is before the game, after the game the winner has to hold the loser's hand.

Said to be a peaceful exchange.

More like a slap in the face.

As soon as it was touched, Lin Huai withdrew his hands and walked through the corridor to the backstage, letting the roaring cheers sound behind him.

He originally didn't want to help people get rid of Internet addiction during the exhibition match, but he couldn't stop someone trying to kill him.

Lin Huai lowered his eyes, looked sleepy, and was about to go to the bathroom, but caught a few words in his ear and froze in place.

"The director just told me that there will be adjustments to the game in the afternoon, and there will be an extra mysterious guest."

"Who?"

"Don't worry, let me ask first, Xiao Yu, what were you doing six years ago?"

"Six years ago... I was in the first year of high school."

"Playing games?"

"Ah, your question..." The female commentator seemed a little embarrassed, "I played secretly, so my high school grades have always been poor."

Commentator A laughed, pretending to be mysterious and authentic: "It seems that he is also an old player, so do you know why Miracle became popular in China in the first place?"

"I've heard of it before. It seems to be a video, right? Lu Meiya, an angel in the wild area, 1v5, killed four with extreme operations, and finally withdrew from the battle circle with residual blood. The opposite Poseidon chased him to collect the head and was brutally killed to complete the five super gods?"

"It's because this is out of the circle." Commentator A asked: "Then do you know who got Lumeia?"

"Who?"

"Give you a few hints."

"One, I have never shown my face in public."

"Two, the Almighty Hexagon Warrior."

"Three..." He paused, pretending to be mysterious and said: "A generation of wild kings."

"..."

Lin Huai couldn't walk anymore.

There are many wild kings, and now I am playing "Miracle", and I dare to call myself a wild king after knowing a few jungle heroes.

But a generation of wild kings.

Lin Huai only knew one.

He thought he heard it wrong, and unconsciously turned his head to confirm, but suddenly heard a very low, deep smile in front of him.

Not a headset, not a stereo.

Rather, it is real, only a few meters away.

Lin Huai looked forward.

The corridor is very long, and the glass at the corner is bright and quiet. It is a rare sunny day in Shanghai, and the noon light shines in the air and falls on the man's fingertips.

Then he moved slightly, and Lin Huai saw him walking towards him, his knuckles moving in an arc in the air along the light and shadow.

"It's a good fight." The man said, his voice was deep and lazy, like the incense of cold pine in winter slowly spreading in the air.

Lin Huai's throat tightened, he didn't speak, and stared at his fingers.

After a long while, those hands were put into pockets, "Look up."

There was still a lot of noise outside the venue, there were obviously people walking here, but no one approached.

Lin Huai raised his head and met a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, "You don't know me?"

……

how is this possible.

If you don't know anyone, you won't know him.

Lin Huai said: "Know."

"Then why didn't you call someone?"

Ice Cube was silent for a long time, his Adam's apple rolled gently, and he called out coldly: "Captain."

It is only trembling at the end of the sound, and it is greasy.

The other party thought it was a little funny, so he really laughed, "Is Wildfire dead? You call me captain."

Lin Huai didn't speak.He said, "Recall."

Lin Huai pursed his lips tightly, stared at him with an inexplicable expression, pinched his palm with his fingers, and after a while, as if angry, he called out: "Ghost!"

The winter light has no temperature, and it is also chilly when it falls on the body. Lin Huai seemed to be stunned for two seconds when he saw the person in front of him, and then he took out the hand he was staring at at the beginning from his pocket, and raised his fingers, knuckles slightly bend.

He raised his hand, lowered it, and knocked on his forehead very lightly, and the voice spread into the air: "It's not big or small."