The red and blue ambient lights still emit a soft light, and the combination of the not-so-strong smoke should have been a irritable and hot atmosphere, but at this time, everyone was involuntarily quieting down.

Everyone's eyes, now even some guys who were still playing games couldn't help but watch at the door.

Not for anything else, they just heard that today's solo competition produced a monster, level 1 versus level 8 Lisangzhuo.

Is this a win?

Everyone stared at the three giant screens intently.

At this time, the picture on the giant screen had been slowed down by 8 times. I saw a disaster slowly changing positions with the shadow and then arriving at the tower!

Then Ta and Jie fell to the ground almost at the same time.

"Who wins? Slow down and put it to 16 times." Ji Luo frowned and shouted to the staff.

The staff slowed down the video again, and the picture started with Lisandra following a flash, and a light wave of his hand began.

An ice blade slowly flew out of Lisangzhuo's hand and shot straight towards the catastrophe not far away. However, the catastrophe suddenly disappeared, leaving only a shadow. Then the ice blade changed direction and chased the catastrophe that fell in front of the tower.

Just when the attack was about to hit, the catastrophe turned into a shadow again, and the ice blade instantly changed direction and sped away.

“87!”

The conspicuous red numbers fell on the defensive tower. At this time, the defensive tower was only 4 drops of blood, but an attack from a long-range soldier also slowly flew towards the defensive tower.

The last wave of this last soldier!

The distance between Ice Blade and Tribulation is not long, but the distance between the attacks of the soldiers and the defense tower is also very close.

"Are you going to blow up the defense tower first or die first!" Everyone stared at the three giant screens, the air seemed to be still, and everyone didn't dare to breathe.

But when everyone was nervous, there was a man who didn't look at the giant screen, and his eyes were still tightly closed, as if he was closing his eyes to rest.

This person is Lin Cheng, right. For him, there are many things in the game just now that he can do better, but he doesn't play for a long time and sometimes he doesn't keep up with his hand speed.

His meditative expression was also captured by Chen Wantong. As half of the protagonist of the incident, she didn't dare to see the ending on the giant screen. The confidence in the helpless eyes just now made her panic.

Do you really want to kneel down to apologize to Shang Xiaojie? Although the two of them are school beauties, she is not without self-awareness. The girl who likes cosplaying Doraemon has made her, the so-called school beauties, feel inferior in all aspects.

In terms of appearance, Chen Wantong is definitely at the level of a school beauty. No matter which school she goes to, she will be a school beauty, but Shang Xiaojie is a beauties who crushed several levels of a school beauty!

Regarding family background, ordinary students may not understand what kind of family background Shang Xiaojie is, but Chen Wantong knows it. The difference between the two is too big.

Originally, even if others are beautiful and rich, it has nothing to do with her, but Liu Yu, whom she likes, still loves Shang Xiaojie wholeheartedly.

This made her jealousy unable to suppress at all.

Fortunately, the two of them didn't have much interaction. She would try to avoid monk Xiaojie appearing in the same place. As long as there is no comparison, she is still the school beauty, and there will still be many second-class men and many friends around her.

But if she really loses this time, will she really kneel down and apologize to Shang Xiaojie? At the beginning, she agreed to this bet. She never thought that Lin Cheng would win. How could this level 1 robbery against level 8 Lisangzhuo solo!

Who believes it if you say it?

But such a thing that is not believed will come true soon.

Chen Wantong closed her eyes and took a deep breath, her figure shaking a little, and she didn't dare to look at the giant screen anymore.

Everything on the giant screen is still continuing. Should the soldier hit the tower first or the ice blade pierce the chest first?

"Small soldier, little soldier...!" Song Ruisi roared in her heart frantically. This time was too exciting, just like the judgment of death.

There are not many people who have the same mind as him. Everyone put their goals on Lin Cheng, and I don’t know who started it.

There were faint and neat shouts coming from the crowd.

"Soldiers, soldiers, soldiers!"

The sound has grown from small to large, and has been deafening!

He Yiling also joined the shouting army and looked at the giant screen nervously.

Even the acne-snee man's lips were squirming slightly, as if he was cheering up the soldier!

The ice blade was getting closer and closer, and the shouts of the crowd reached an unprecedented climax, as if they wanted to forcefully shake the ice blade back with their cry.

"Bang!"

“fristblood!”

Even if the two voices slowed down sixteen times, they almost rang at the same time, but to this extent, everyone could see clearly who lost and who won, which was the soldiers' harm.

"It was the soldier's extremely charming wave that hit the defense tower first!" Ji Luo stomped his feet and shouted loudly in the microphone!

His shout was like a surging torch that instantly fell into the sea of ​​oil, and thunderous applause and cry burst out from the crowd.

"yeah!"

"yeah!"

"yeah!"

"yeah!"

!!!

"This is definitely a wonderful solo competition I've seen. It's worth it after waiting for so long!" A girl with refreshing short hair couldn't help but shouted.

"Is it really awesome to you? It's so wonderful!"

...

In this crazy scene, five or six security guards became nervous. The guy who scolded Lin Cheng just now firmly held the baton that was one person tall in his hand, and a little sweat slowly overflowed with his palms.

If this kind of scene is really rioted, it will not be shocked by five or six of them!

I thought it was just a small competition, but I didn't care much, so I sent five or six of them to come. I didn't expect that the audience's mood would be improved to this level.

If I had known this, I wouldn't have asked more than twenty people to come and take on this job. If something really happened, I wouldn't be able to stop it.

He looked at his companions nervously, as if he wanted to give himself and his companions some encouragement.

But when he looked at it, he found that the younger security guard was actually looking at the screen with a fiery look...

"Is it really that exciting?" As a person who doesn't play games, he doesn't know where the ignition point is!

During a carnival, Song Ruisi also noticed Chen Wantong before everyone, and hurriedly shouted: "Little sister! Is your bet counting?"

This shout also attracted the attention of the crowd.

"Yes, does your bet count?"

Chen Wantong looked at the rioters and her body shivered a little. I don’t know if she was angry or afraid.

Seeing this scene, the little friend next to her hurriedly came to protect her and blocked her.

Just kidding, this is a good opportunity to protect flowers. How long did they wait until they finally waited for this moment.

Lin Cheng smiled as he looked at the cheering scene.

"How long has it been, no one cheered for you, Lincheng!" After talking to himself, Lin Cheng knew that he should stand up, otherwise the scene would probably be lost.

"Everyone, I want to talk to her alone."

...

Seeing Lin Cheng and Chen Wantong walk into the contestants' lounge, Ji Luo quickly put down the microphone and dragged Song Ruisi to another contestants' lounge.

After closing the door and isolating the noisy sounds outside, Ji Luo looked at Song Ruisi with a smug smile and couldn't help but feel angry.

Holding the latter's bow tie, Ji Luo said angrily: "Damn, who is the person you brought?"

"Don't you like it?" Song Ruisi smiled so badly: "He is definitely capable of helping you Feng Yu win the championship."

"Damn you, you are a weak and wise person. You didn't tell me at first, what's the point of selling? I almost drove him away. When my mother reviewed the form that day, I didn't give him a good look!" Ji Luo said with some fear.

"It's not too late to know now?" Song Ruisi didn't care about the fact that her bow tie was grabbed and just looked at him with a smile.

"Who is he? Which one in the king of the first zone? Is Jianyu the popular sword? No, Jianyu does not have that strong suppression. Could it be that guy called compatible?" Ji Luo frowned, as if thinking about which one in the king of the national server Lin Cheng's playing style is.

Song Ruisi broke away Ji Luo and grabbed his bow tie, clapped his hands, and said frivolously: "Don't guess, he doesn't play in the national server, but... he is better than the two people you mentioned above. Isn't you Feng Yu at the bottom every year? I'll just help you."
Chapter completed!