the next day

The regional competition continues.

This time, the opponent of the Emperor Alliance is the Aotian team, which was once ranked among the top three in the provinces and regions.

This is why the fat man said that they were not easy to fight next.

At the same time, they are also the friendship team in Yunzhong.

In terms of strength, it is indeed not a match for the Yunzhong Team.

But everyone knows that the previous game was so easy to win.

First, it was because the Yunzhong team underestimated the enemy, and second, it was because Fu Jiu and Qin Mo both came on the court.

This game today.

There are not those two people in the lineup that appear.

One-to-one start.

People thought it would be spades, and even the commentator felt that the Imperial League should continue to win with the momentum of the previous game.

Unexpectedly, Yin Wuyao came to kill 11

When Aotian saw this scene, he smiled coldly: "What do you mean? Look down on us?"

"It would be great if I beat the Yunzhong Team. Monkey, let this group of people know that we Aotian are not what they can treat. It is ridiculous to take out a veteran to take the lead."

"No problem, it's easy to deal with such an uncle."

Just as Feng Shang was worried before, this game was not easy to play.

Yin Wuyao has made no progress except for taking a head on the court.

Fu Jiu raised his eyes and looked at the time on the screen, frowned: "Uncle must end this game as soon as possible."

Because the opponent is an assassin-type player, he is good at sneak attacks and has a fast speed. The longer the time is, the harder it will be to fight Yin Wuyao when he reaches the end.

Fu Jiu's speculation began when Yin Wuyao lost his first life and was verified.

What the other party is good at is stealing towers and attacking them all the way.

In order not to end the game early, Yin Wuyao had to keep going back to the city to add more blood.

Such a battle situation looks heartbreaking.

Sometimes people in the game do not see clearly by the bystanders.

Could it be that the Imperial League team is really going to lose this time?

Just when people were thinking this way, Yin Wuyao jumped into the tower and killed the other party, returning to the city with less blood.

When Fu Jiu saw this, his eyes lit up: "Uncle realized it."

What did you realize? Feng Shang didn't understand.

But then it was obvious that Yin Wuyao's fighting style was different. He was not attacking the tower, but hiding in the grass and starting to hunt.

Because the opponent was fast, Yin Wuyao was dizzy first, then killed, which turned the situation around again.

This 11 game is undoubtedly the longest-time.

In the end, Yin Wuyao had residual blood and the other party used his last life.

If it is a little later, the city on the Imperial Alliance will be captured.

I can only say that this competition is really impossible to tell who wins and who loses.

But according to the competition system, the Imperial Alliance won.

Yin Wuyao took off his headphones and walked towards his teammates.

Fu Jiu looked sideways and handed him a cigarette: "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's important to have a good start." Yin Wuyao took the cigarette and did not ignite it, but held it in his mouth: "I really hope I'm still as young as you."

Fu Jiu smiled and said, "There are also benefits of old age, such as being experienced and adaptable to changes. I believe this is why the great god gave you 11."

Upon hearing this, Yin Wuyao glanced at Qin Mo not far away, and his voice was slightly lowered: "We have a good captain."

Yes, we have a good captain.

He is not like the people from other teams, looking down on veterans and newcomers.

He gives everyone enough trust.

Treat teammates equally.

This is the great god.
Chapter completed!