Hero Jianghu [League of Legends]

In the early morning, when he woke up, all the people in the room were gone. Gao Zhenning opened the door, and just stretched his waist, the cold air hit his mind instantly.

"Oh my god, I'm so cold."

After finishing speaking, Gao Zhenning closed the door tightly, wrapped himself three layers inside and outside three layers before summoning the courage to open the door.

He folded his hands, shrunk his body, and paced back and forth on the steps of the courtyard, watching the snowflakes fall. The snow in the courtyard was already half a foot deep, and the branches fell to the ground with crackling, but it did not stop the two people who got up early to practice martial arts.

"morning."

Gao Zhenning greeted Ming Kui who was standing beside him holding a hand warmer.

Mingkui said with a smile: "Good morning, don't you want to have breakfast?"

Gao Zhenning nodded and said, "I'm a little hungry. Have the two of them eaten yet? I'll wait for them to come together."

Ming Kui smiled, and shouted his hometown dialect to the two people who were mesmerized in the courtyard.

Gao Zhenning didn't know anything about their dialect, so he was used to waving his hands and giggling: "Brother Yijin, Brother Sie, good morning!"

Song Yijin took back his staff and said in a cumin accent: "You wake up late, you should get up early when practicing martial arts, the morning is the best..."

Gao Zhenning smiled innocently, listening to the teachings of his seniors.

Jiang Chenglu didn't change his face, and continued to wave the sword in his hand. When he was practicing martial arts, he only had eyes on weapons and no one else.

The sword cut across the wind and snow, tearing the cold wind in front of it, the sword body groaned alone, accompanied by a beautiful sword flower, pointed directly at the sky, and then returned to the scabbard cleanly.

Chen Long was sitting on the threshold, drinking porridge from a bowl, while Wang Liuyi was standing at the entrance of the hall with a bun in his mouth, watching them silently.

Gao Zhenning raised his voice and shouted: "Hey, why didn't you two wait for us and ate it first!"

Chen Long didn't think it was a big deal when he watched the excitement, and said, "It's all Ge Yan's fault, the food is already served, how could he not eat it!"

Ge Yan, who was sitting in front of the table eating heartily, raised his head when he heard this, and almost didn't spit out.

"Fuck you, whoever eats first is a dog!"

Everyone laughed together, only Jiang Chenglu stared at the sword in his hand, standing in the heavy snow and lost in thought.

Tomorrow is the final of the [-]th All-Continental Competition. This year is his first time participating in the All-Continental Competition. For some reason, he failed to show even [-]% of his strength in the trials, which made several of them lose the selection and talk about participating in vain Group stage and knockout stage.Could it be... is he not strong enough?

Song Yijin patted the snow on his shoulder, and said softly, "Go in."

Jiang Chenglu understood, and stepped into the warm room.

Several people ate together, Song Yijin looked left and right, and asked, "Where is Master Xiangyuan?"

Ge Yan, who was full and drunk and began to pick his teeth, slumped on the chair and said, "I'm going back to my hometown for the time being. By the way, a newcomer will come after the next year, so it's not considered a newcomer. He's a child raised by the branch. No accidents." Come play with us next year."

Wang Liuyi asked: "Oh, what's the background?"

Ge Yan said directly: "You know Yu Wenbo."

"It turned out to be him~"

Wang Liuyi snorted, and his thin body straightened up suddenly. He still remembered Yu Wenbo's appearance a few years ago, and he was going to compete with Zhenzhen in the future, so he was curious about what he looked like now.

Ge Yan hiccupped and said, "This kid is not bad, he is considered a genius."

genius?Song Yijin and Gao Zhenning smiled at each other, each of them felt that they were the chosen ones.

Song Yi took a mouthful of kimchi and asked, "How old is this year?"

Ge Yan pinched his fingers and counted: "Seventeen."

Jiang Chenglu interrupted with a stiff accent: "It's so small."

Wang Liuyi seemed to have thought of something, giggled, and said with a smile: "17 years old, still a genius... giggling, are you proud of Jane who studied in the third All-Continental Competition? Xihuang, your job is lost , giggling."

Ge Yan patted the chair and laughed loudly: "Xiaobao, you dare to say it!"

Chen Long was confused, thought for a while, and said: "I don't care."

After Gao Zhenning finished eating, he still wrapped himself tightly, shivered, and asked, "Hey, who won the game between the royal family and Scott a few days ago?"

Mingkui said flatly: "The royal family lost."

Everyone held their breath and fell silent in unison.Scott, who has won the championship three times, is the representative of the strongest. If all the strong are compared to mountains, Scott is definitely the most difficult one to climb.

Ge Yan patted the table, and stood up first to ease the atmosphere: "Eat, eat, eat quickly, and go to the practice room after eating. You can't be lazy if the master is not here. I'm watching you."

"Prince Ning, are you going to watch the finals tomorrow? It's rare to have a competition at your doorstep."

"They're all from Lichuankou. What are you looking at? Let's wait for next year."

"At the door of the house?"

"Uh, Zaicai, the door of this house is not the door of that house, um...meaning, probably... I can't tell."

The charcoal fire in the room is still glowing, the snowflakes on the eaves have melted into water droplets, the wind and snow have not stopped, and the cold winter has not passed. They know that there is still a long way to go in the future, and there are still strong opponents waiting for them.

Only by sharpening the sharp edge before the decisive battle can the opponent be cut off on the field.