take away the light

French architecture mostly adopts the Gothic architectural type, which is noble, gorgeous, elegant and gorgeous. Whether it is colonnades or carvings, every line is exquisite and elegant.It is a well-known romantic city, the streets and terroir are full of style, countless lovers have made promises of love in this country, but this time they will fight in such a place to determine the world's top powerhouse.

As in the usual game process, after they get off the plane, there will be a dedicated bus to take them to the hotel, and they will also be picked up when they go to the game site.

Last year, DAR fought in Europe, and it is an old acquaintance to France. Only Ning Heng came for the first time.

He looked at the scenery outside the window all the way. The faces of Europeans made him feel strange, but he had to admit that each building exuded a unique charm.Just like ancient Chinese buildings, every brick and tile is a witness to the long river of history. Every time you look at it, you will feel the sense of ancient and quiet age.

"Are you nervous?" Qiao Yuyang held Ning Heng's cold hand, and his palm was sweating again.

"..." Ning Heng wanted to pull out his hand, but Qiao Yuyang clenched it too tightly. He said indifferently, "How is it possible?"

Qiao Yuyang's fingertips touched his pulse, "It's beating so fast?"

Ning Heng remained expressionless: "Sequence of airsickness."

Qin Bei, who was sitting in the front, only heard the word airsick, knelt on the chair and looked back, "Are you airsick? Who would believe it, you eat more than me on the plane, you sleep when you eat, eat when you sleep, Why don't I think you have some airsick reaction?"

The others couldn't help laughing out loud.

Ning Heng glanced over with a knife, his eyes were sharp, and he said coldly: "What do you think is the probability of throwing you down and falling to your death at the current speed of the car?!"

Qin Bei's eloquence was not as good as Ning Heng's, and he was always speechless and jumping in anger. Jiang Jiang acted as a peacemaker, and only then eased the trend of being about to rise to the fight.

They bickered for a while, but Ning Heng's fast pulse calmed down quite a bit.

Qiao Yuyang smiled, squeezed Ning Heng's knuckle-boned fingers, and wiped off the sweat from his palms, "Don't be nervous."

Ning Heng pursed his lips, looked out the window, turned his head to him, and said stubbornly, "I didn't."

Qiao Yuyang didn't say anything more, and turned around to communicate with You Fan and Lao Zou about the game.

The two turned their backs to each other, but held their hands tightly, their fingers clasped tightly, and they were tightly attached to each other, silently giving comfort and strength to each other.

Because Rob can play with one to five people, the schedule is different every year. The year before last was single row, double row and five row, last year it was three row and five row, and this year it is single row and five row.

Although there are only two competitions this year, they are all important events, and the overall time of the competition has also been shortened, so players dare not take it lightly.

When DAR arrived at the hotel, he ran into the Tiger Head team. They were the champions of the domestic spring competition. When they bumped into each other head-on, everyone's face was not good. Everyone was red-faced, as if they were angry.

"Lion." Qiao Yuyang called to stop their hurried steps.

The lion paused, and his face softened a little when he heard the Chinese, "Just arrived?"

Qiao Yuyang nodded, looked at the group of tall and burly GYU behind him, and met their disdainful eyes, "Why are you so angry?"

"I advise you not to listen, you will only get angrier if you listen to it." The lion's mood was obviously irritable, and his heart was on fire.

"Tomorrow is the solo match, adjust your condition." Qiao Yuyang patted the lion's shoulder, took the room card handed over by You Fan, and walked towards the elevator.

The people from GYU seemed to be waiting for someone, and they had been wasting their time in the elevator room. They didn't intentionally restrain their pheromones. The air was filled with mixed top-level alpha scents, and Ning Heng felt nauseous as soon as he stepped in.

He was marked by Qiao Yuyang, and the pheromones of other alphas will not affect him. If he deliberately approaches or attacks, the gland will emit hormones fused with Qiao Yuyang's pheromones to resist him. This is alpha's protection of his own omega.

Because of the influence of other alpha pheromones, Qiao Yuyang, Qin Bei, Zhao Yan, and Lao Zou were also forced to release pheromones to resist the coercion in the void.

As betas, You Fan and Jiang Jiang can't perceive pheromones, but they can still perceive this undercurrent.

Qiao Yuyang walked over to press the elevator calmly, and the eyes of everyone in GYU fell on Ning Heng's face. One of the yellow-haired alphas showed a playful and greedy look, and his aggressive eyes looked at Ning Heng from head to toe.

"I heard you are an omega?" Huang Mao spoke in English.

Ning Heng met his eyes indifferently.

"It's a pity to be marked." Huangmao sensed it and sighed, "You look good, but unfortunately you don't have a good eye for picking men. After running with DAR for two years, you still have face. You are really thick-skinned .”

The rest of GYU laughed out loud, and the mocking look made Qin Bei angry, and he wanted to turn back immediately, but was held back by Zhao Yan.

The pheromones in the air became stronger, Alpha's desire to win and lose was aroused, and several strong pheromones confronted each other, just wanting to swallow the opponent alive, sparking sparks invisibly.

"If I remember correctly, Wakely has won two consecutive World League solo championships." Ning Heng folded his arms around his chest, and looked at the alpha in front of him whose smile was gradually froze. "You are GYU, right? Then you Who is it again? What ranking did you get in the singles? Why haven't I seen any photos of any of you in the top five?"

During the previous spring competition, Ning Heng took advantage of the spare time and enrolled in a spoken English class. Before that, her English was not very good, and her cursing was too limited.I have studied hard for more than half a year, just to scold these idiots who deliberately pick things up.

GYU was the overall champion of the fifth row last year. They are good at playing coordination and using tactics, but in terms of personal strength, they are not very good at ranking in the single row.

"So what about the championship for two consecutive years?" Another alpha with red hair said angrily, "Rob is a team game. No matter how strong the individual is, the fifth row is the key point. DAR is hyped by the outside world. It's a first-line team, if you want me to say, there is no one in China, right?"

Ning Heng still wanted to argue, but Qiao Yuyang took a step forward, and the alpha pheromone suddenly rose sharply, the top alpha hormone cut the air sharply, leaving a real pain on the glands of the five GYU members.

GYU was caught off guard, and before he could mobilize the pheromone to resist, he was out of breath by the tough and oppressive momentum, and the pain in the gland made them sweat coldly.

"Whether there is anyone in China, you can see it on the field this time." Qiao Yuyang said indifferently, "Trying words and mocking other players before the field, don't lower your country's price."

"Ding——" The elevator door opened slowly, and GYU's coach walked out of it. As soon as he stepped out, he felt the tense atmosphere. He looked at DAR warily, and asked in unproficient English: "What do you want to do?" ?”

"You should ask, what do your team members want to do?" Qiao Yuyang said, "Before the game, provoke other team members, why? Want to force others to touch the high-voltage wire?"

GYU coach looked at the ugly faces of his team members, did not express his opinion, pretended not to know, and led them away.

Before leaving, the red-haired alpha looked at Ning Heng and said sarcastically: "Omega can also play e-sports? You say you have no one? It's ridiculous."

Ning Heng pointed his middle finger at his back and scolded loudly: "Look down on Omega? Don't let me meet you in the arena, or you will only have your head exploded! Alpha is amazing?"

Qin Bei echoed: "A dog sees people as inferior!"

After the seven people walked into the elevator, Qin Bei continued to spit, "Isn't it just that they won the championship once? If they really can, their tails will go up to the sky. Fuck it, I want to see if they can hold on this year." !"

"Rest early tonight. Tomorrow's solo platoon will be a fierce battle." Qiao Yuyang looked at his teammates in the mirror and said calmly, "Although the fifth row is the key point, solo platoon can't be taken lightly."

Everyone nodded. Although the highlight of the game was all in the fifth row, they all knew that Qiao Yuyang would be under more pressure when it comes to single row.

The World League has been held three times. Wakely has defended the title twice in a row. The eyes of the outside world are on him. There are already speculations on the Internet whether he can continue the solo trophy this year. Other players are also staring at him, wanting to snatch it from him honor.

After returning to the room, Qiao Yuyang put down his luggage, and suddenly said to Ning Heng: "It seems that the relationship between you and Qin Bei is getting better and better? Seeing you being accused, he was the first to lose his composure."

Ning Heng showed a strange and disgusted look, "What happened to him that is not like this?"

Qiao Yuyang walked over and took Ning Heng's hand. It was no longer cold, his palm was dry, and his pulse was steady. He smiled and said, "Aren't you nervous?"

"Right now, I only have the urge to beat GYU to the ground!" Ning Heng finished speaking vigorously, and then felt a little annoyed: "I said it all, I'm not nervous!"

"You are only 19 years old, you will be nervous when you take part for the first time," Qiao Yuyang scratched Ning Heng's round chin, "I won't laugh at you."

"..." Ning Heng was discouraged, stepped on his feet slightly and hugged Qiao Yuyang's neck, sucked in Alpha's calm and sharp breath, and muttered: "Back then you were one year younger than me."

Qiao Yuyang was only 18 years old when he led his team to participate in the World League for the first time. At that time, his face was still a little bit youthful. He was calm and rational. With his strong strength and fierce style of play, he won After winning the mvp, it made everyone's eyes shine and left a deep impression.

Now he is 19 years old, but he desperately needs the captain to do psychological counseling before the game.

Ning Heng secretly scolded himself for being useless.

Qiao Yuyang hooked his lips, "Are you taking me as an example?"

Ning Heng didn't answer directly, but rubbed against Qiao Yuyang's neck, "Were you nervous at that time?"

Qiao Yuyang recalled the first time he entered the world competition two years ago. At that time, the dazzling lights and shouts appeared again with his memory. After all, it was his first world competition, and he was deeply impressed.

"Nervous and excited," he said, "but I couldn't let people see it."

Ning Heng raised his head, looked at Qiao Yuyang's black eyes, pursed his lips, and felt his heart tugged.

"I'm the captain, if I show nervousness, what will the team members do?" Qiao Yuyang lowered his head and kissed Ning Heng's watery eyes, making his eyelashes tremble.

"But you are different, you are a team member," Alpha comforted softly, "It is a team member's right to be nervous."

Ning Heng raised his head and bit Qiao Yuyang's lips, "Are you also so gentle in comforting other teammates?"

"Of course not." Qiao Yuyang laughed, put his arms around Omega's waist, and used pheromone to soothe his nervous emotions, "You are not just a teammate."

Ning Heng's glands were warm, and he responded to Qiao Yuyang's kiss, "Tomorrow's game, I will go all out."

Qiao Yuyang raised his eyebrows and said, "I look forward to Ningshen killing all directions."

·

Dozens of teams came to this competition. There is no limit to the number of teams participating in the solo queue, but only 100 people can participate. One day of solo volleyball, ten rounds of fierce battles, and the championship will be determined according to the points ranking.

Needless to say, Qiao Yuyang and Ning Heng had strong personal strengths, so naturally they didn't have to run away. Zhao Yan also signed up. When he was an anchor before, he was ranked among the top ten in Asia.

The TV in the backstage lounge was connected to the live broadcast of the game, and You Fan asked worriedly: "Zhao Yan has never participated in solo queue before? Can he do it?"

"You can underestimate him." Jiang Jiang poured him a glass of water, "Old Zou asked Zhao Yan to practice solo volleyball hard for a while. Qin Bei is even stronger."

"It's still worse than me!" Qin Bei sat on the sofa, drank coffee with his legs crossed, and watched players from various countries enter the field on the screen. You let Ning Heng practice solo platooning for so long, so who do you prefer now, him or the captain?"

Old Zou said: "Their comprehensive strengths are similar. Qiao Yuyang is better at using tactics to win cleverly. Ning Heng's style of play is more straightforward, often in the posture of breaking the boat. From all aspects, I still prefer Qiao Yuyang."

Qin Bei cut his throat, "I asked you similar questions two years ago, and you said the same thing. All in all, all in all, I still think the captain is the strongest, so there is no novel answer?"

"Qiao Yuyang does have no opponent in the single row, but whether Ning Heng can surpass it depends on him." Old Zou blew on the heat in his cup and took a sip of tea.

You Fan noticed the players wearing KIK team uniforms, and said: "That's KIK? It should have arrived last night, right? After Ran Peng left, their strength has declined a bit. They only won No.3 in the spring competition. I don't know." Can this competition be ranked?"

Old Zou shook his head, "It is estimated that Xuan, their team's style of play tends to be conservative. In the past, only Ran Peng was a radical. Now that Ran Peng is gone, KIK's momentum should be gone."

While they were talking, the single row match had officially started.

In the first game, everyone chose to play steadily. In order to cause unnecessary losses and avoid early-stage shooting, they gave up the first material refresh point. Only Loper of DAR took a slanted sword in the audience, and went straight to the material point after landing. Without any obstacles, he was the first to get a big sniper, M21.

Narrator A was surprised: "Oh my god, I read it right, right? No one is fighting for the first supply point!"

"There is nothing wrong with avoiding a sharp shot in the early stage, but Loper took the big sniper very smoothly, without any obstacles." Commentator B said, "As far as I know, this new member of DAR is very good. It can be said It's the second Wakely, not only has strong melee combat ability, but even more powerful sniper."

Narrator A nodded: "How does that compare to Wakely's?"

Narrator B laughed, "It seems that Wakely is stronger, but who is stronger, I believe we will see today."

While speaking, fierce gunshots pierced the tranquility of the arena, and the system announcement prompted:

[DAR-Wakely killed GYU-Patton with an AK47 rifle]

[DAR-Wakely killed Tiger-Lin with an AK47 rifle]

[DAR-Wakley killed MN-Ten with an AK47 rifle]

Commentator A exclaimed: "Wakely killed three people in a row! He won the second material refreshing point within 10 minutes!"

Narrator B: "He should take down the supply gun, I don't know what it is."

"A good sniper deserves a good guy." Narrator A laughed and said, "Wakely's sniper is also a big point to watch. I think it stabilizes him."

"It's only 10 minutes into the game, so don't talk too early."

The second material refresh point gathered a lot of teams, and there were many people in the same team. Wakely killed heads all the way, bought materials with high experience points, upgraded firearms, and snatched material guns in the chaos.

He was not in love with the fight, and left as soon as he got the gun. He hadn't taken a few steps when a vague figure suddenly appeared in the distance. It was almost invisible in the darkness, but he still keenly caught it.

Wakely subconsciously hid behind the boulder. Within milliseconds, an M21 sound sounded, and he was hit by a few tenths of a millimeter. Fortunately, he reacted quickly.

He had a serious look on his face, and he had no intention of avoiding the battle when he was fully equipped. He loaded the Tac-50 bullet, saw the timing when the opponent wanted to aim at him, and took a quick shot.

Qiao Yuyang has always been very confident in his instant shots. He doesn't even need to be 100% accurate. He confirms the approximate location and makes predictions in his mind.

"..." Qiao Yuyang felt a little surprised and became even more vigilant.

——There are not many people who can make him miss the gun. Who can react so quickly?

Just as he was about to continue to determine the opponent's position, there was a faint sound of footsteps near him, and Qiao Yuyang silently switched to a rifle, vaguely guessing something, and the corner of his mouth slightly curved.

Two seconds later, a fierce gunshot sounded in the earphone, accompanied by a thunder.

[DAR-Wakely killed DAR-Loper with an AK47 rifle]

[DAR-Loper kills DAR-Wakely with a grenade]

One is a seasoned veteran, and the other is a rising star who has just debuted in the arena. The two players who are most expected to win the championship are both eliminated in this way. This kind of story has no one expected.

Narrator A asked in shock: "Am I not mistaken?! Were Wakely and Loper eliminated at the same time just now?!"

"You read that right..." Narrator B said, "Let's watch the playback again. Yes, we can see that Wakely wants to retreat after getting the supplies, but he doesn't know that he is running into Loper. But I am more inclined that he guessed it, after all, there are no more than three players who can escape his instant sniper, so why can't my boyfriend recognize it?"

"Ahem... the topic is off topic," commentator A said, "After Loper failed to snipe, he used the gunfire to determine the opponent's position. After walking around in the dark, he wanted to fight the opponent. In fact, I also think that Loper can use the sniper Recognized Wakely. So before the rush, he calculated the timing and made a thunderbolt in advance, and he was ready to die together."

Commentator B said with emotion: "I heard that they are still a couple, and they are enemies when they are on the court. They really distinguish between public and private, and they don't show mercy at all."

When the camera showed Wakely and Loper, Wakely didn't have any expression on his face. He sat on his seat drinking water with a calm expression on his face. Loper frowned, with unwillingness in his eyes, and the cruel man looked even more inhumane.

It was the first time Wakely died so quickly on the field, which was a record.Without his coercion, the pace of the subsequent competition was relatively fast. Zhao Yan died in the finals, slightly inferior to his opponent, and got the second place. The first was a Korean team.

This is also the first time. After the first game, Wakely's name is counting down, and his personal points are only 60 points. It is all thanks to the few kills in the early stage that he will not fall behind.

Although the start of this year's solo volleyball was very dramatic, Wakely still played steadily later, proving with his strength that the first game was an accident.

In the second game, Wakely took 17 kills and won all, and the overall ranking immediately rushed to the first place.

In the third game, Wakely killed 14, No.2, ranking first in the overall ranking.

In the fourth game, Wakely took 8 kills and won all, ranking first in the overall ranking.

In the fifth game, Wakely had 10 kills, No.3, and ranked first in the overall ranking.

In the sixth game, Wakely took 11 kills and won all, ranking first in the overall ranking.

……

Wakely once again used his strength to defend the single row champion and won the first three consecutive championships in the World League. He is a proper peak god and an unshakable strong man.

And Ning Heng also came from behind, and played very well in the next nine games. His strength was not affected by the outside world's suspicion that he was an omega. The ranking followed Wakely. He played very steadily in the early stage, and played well in the last two games. I was a little edgy, and some details were not handled well when competing for material points. It was not a mistake, and I got the No.4 result.

Zhao Yan's strength is not particularly outstanding among the many players. It can only be said that he played steadily and steadily, and finally ranked sixth overall.

After the single row ended, Qiao Yuyang was dragged to an interview, and Ning Heng and Zhao Yan got off the field and returned to the waiting room together.

As soon as he entered, Old Zou pointed at Ning Heng and scolded him, saying that he fought impetuously in the back, did not calmly analyze the battle situation, and missed the ranking points for nothing, otherwise he would have entered the top three.

Ning Heng didn't speak, just lowered his head and bit his nails. After a whole day of high-intensity competition, his left wrist hurt even when he moved it, and he couldn't even lift his right arm.

Omega's physical strength is not as good as alpha and beta, this is undeniable, Ning Heng's unstable performance in the next two games, wrist and arms are also part of the reason.

Ning Heng silently listened to the old Zou's lesson, while planning to really find a way to exercise more. When he was an anchor before, he could play more than ten hours without any problem. After joining the team, he was immersed in the daily training. Quality has gone backwards.

"Okay, just stop talking." You Fan said, "There are still five rows tomorrow. If there is anything that needs to be improved, after the game is over, return to the team and resume the game. Don't affect the mentality of the players now."

Old Zou felt right, and stopped nagging Ning Heng.

You Fan asked: "Should we go back first or wait for Qiao Yuyang? He has to accept the award and interview, which probably won't be finished in a while."

"Go back." Ning Heng raised his arm to wipe the sweat off his forehead, looking sleepy, "I want to go back to sleep for a while."

In the end, I didn't even get back to the hotel, and fell asleep as soon as I got in the car. I didn't remember how I got back to the room. I was very tired, my hands hurt, I slept very deeply, and I didn't have a dream.When he was in a daze, he felt that someone was playing with his hair, helping him to pinch his wrists and shoulders to relieve his soreness.

"Hmm..." Ning Heng groaned, buried his face in the quilt and rubbed it, raised his arms with difficulty, and pulled the person down, because he didn't wake up, he kicked off the quilt angrily, half-opening his eyes , "I... my wrist hurts!"

Qiao Yuyang brushed away the messy bangs on his forehead, revealing his plump and smooth forehead, held his wrist, and pressed it moderately, "This is not rubbing for you."

Ning Heng struggled to open his eyes, there was a hazy mist in his transparent eyes, it was difficult to move his fingers softly, he was half asleep, and said angrily: "Old Zou scolded me!"

"Why scold you?"

"He said that I didn't play well in the last two rounds." Ning Heng's thoughts gradually cleared up, his pupils focused, the inadvertently charming look disappeared, and his tone returned to calm, "I know I didn't play well, otherwise the ranking would be even higher. good."

"To what extent is it better?" Qiao Yuyang rubbed Ning Heng's arm with one hand and his waist with the other.

That place is Ning Heng's life gate, usually it would be crisp when touched, but today Qiao Yuyang pressed it skillfully, without any provocative lust/desire, purely relieving the stiffness and soreness in the waist.

Ning Heng is like a beautiful cat with comfortable fur, lying comfortably in the arms of his own alpha, wrapped in a familiar atmosphere, warm and safe, there is nothing more satisfying than this.

"At least the third one is fine." Ning Heng's proud tone contained a bit of regret.

Qiao Yuyang smiled, "Sum up the experience and fight again next year."

Ning Heng turned his wrist, his soreness was swollen, and his joints were still aching. He sighed, a little worried about tomorrow's game.

"I'll help you warm up." Qiao Yuyang took a panoramic view of his expression, guessed what he was thinking, and helped him deal with his physical discomfort as much as possible.

As soon as he stepped into the bathroom, the water was rushing, and the phone on the table vibrated.

Ning Heng turned over and took the mobile phone on the bedside table. It was a domestic number without a name, "Qiao Yuyang, your phone number! An unfamiliar number!"

"You take it."

Ning Heng swiped the call button, put the phone to his ear, "Hello?"

"..." There was no sound on the other side, not even the sound of breathing.

"Hello?" Ning Heng thought he hadn't picked up, and looked at the screen, which showed that it was in a call, "Who is it?"

"..." The other end was still silent.

Ning Heng waited for a few more seconds, making sure that he made a wrong call, and when he was about to hang up, a once very familiar voice came out of the receiver, "Fortunately, you answered it."