The closer the national competition is, the more confidential the tactics are, the more beneficial they will be.

So Fengda agent simply hid the action of the Imperial League team. Even if the people of the whole country know that the Imperial League is in Tokyo, they don’t know where they compete...

"Shit, it's so desolate." The reporter couldn't help but shook his head again. After thinking about it, this was a good topic and took a photo of the audience with only one or two people.

"Only by comparison can we show our strength in Tokyo."

Just as he said that.

I heard a sound from the opposite side.

Thirteen people came out neatly under the light and shadow.

Each of them wore the same battle uniform, with a dark black coat wrapped around pure white fox fur, and a cloak-like design that made them look like a knight that only appeared in the comics.

Which team's uniform looks like this?

Wouldn't this be too luxurious?

luxury?

For the Emperor Alliance, is money a problem?

Of course not.

The agent Feng Da smiled like a fox, the kind of knife hidden in his smile.

Qin Mo took the lead, Fu Jiu stood on his left hand, and Yun Hu stood on his right hand.

Everyone's unique style immediately formed a handsome and impressive landscape, especially Fu Jiu's silver hair, which was so handsome that she was eye-catching, not to mention that she had a lollipop on her thin lips.

The two reporters on the opposite side did not expect that the people in this team would be so aura.

Especially the one who leads the lead, he is so noble and domineering, with an indescribable sense of shock.

"So handsome!"

"Is this the very weak team in China? It looks pretty good."

"Maybe it's just that the face looks good."

"That's a little nicer. They can be stars like this."

"No matter how good it looks, it will be destroyed today."

Boys and girls have different thinking.

In the e-sports arena, what's the use of being good-looking? If you're good-looking, you're really handsome!

Xiu Er, who was standing there, also saw Fu Jiu, turned his head immediately, first gave her a thumbs up, and then slowly fell down.

His action caused a roar in the audience.

"Sakura and the flow..."

"It will win!"

"Sakura and the flow..."

"It will win!"

In the huge support, Fu Jiu looked at his movements, holding his pants pockets in one hand, and his handsome face was not annoyed, but instead raised the corners of his mouth, which seemed indifferent.

It is the arrogant attitude of the boy that is even more annoying!

Xiu Er narrowed his eyes and pointed at Fu Jiu and said to Yamaguchimoto: "Captain, I'll just stare at him!"

Yamaguchi Motoichi didn't know what the two of them had celebrated yesterday, but he made such a request to Shuji, which was a little surprised: "Yes, but remember, the person we are going to deal with this time is Qin Mo."

"Qin Mo? Isn't it the one who hurts his hand?" Xiu Er disagreed: "Just leave it to the captain. I will destroy the man just now when I stare at him."

Yamaguchi Motoichi frowned: "Shuji, the Imperial League team is different from the teams we met before, don't underestimate them."
Chapter completed!