MMORPG: Martial Gamer

Chapter 1199: Despicable Chunxiang

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Under this overwhelming strength comparison, the venue is the most important factor to narrow the gap. The bigger the venue, the more things can be used.

Youdao said that the audience is the Jade Emperor. Seeing everyone’s outrage, the host hurriedly stopped the nonsense and said cleanly: "The competition begins!"

As a controller, Chunxiang has a strong output ability. Compared with other players, he has a much greater advantage in this arena.

However, seeing Bingqing Yujie chose the map of the arena, Wuji's face darkened and said: "This chick is really difficult to deal with."

Angrily, Long Zeling pointed at Chunxiang's nose and yelled curses.

On the side of the Fighters Don't Cry team, there was a fighter named Fatty with the ID Youlong Zeling.

After the break, the two teams entered the competition room.

After introducing the Fighters Don't Cry team, a group of Quanzhen Sect members were also teleported into the arena.

In the last amateur group competition, there were plenty of gimmicks.

Youlong Zeling himself is very taboo about other people talking about age, so he instinctively feels that others are also taboo about age, thinking that spraying Chunxiang's age conference will make Chunxiang angry.

Bingqing Yujie's group and the Quanzhen Sect have fought head-to-head before, and they have also watched all the games of the Quanzhen Sect's group.

"Calculate!"

Unexpectedly, this little girl, Bingqing Yujie, could see through Wuji's intentions all at once. The choice of this map undoubtedly made it clear that she was going to fight head-to-head.

Catering to the audience's curiosity, the host introduced with a magnetic voice: "Fighters Don't Cry is a rookie team. Its members are all fighters. Its captain is the legendary cold-faced cold gun Bingqing Yujie. Since their debut, they have never met opponents, they use actions to defend the dignity of fighters, defend the glory of fighters, just as their team name says, fighters never cry!"

In terms of individual strength, except for a few people from the Quanzhen Sect, none of them are opponents of Bingqing Yujie and his group.

"Yeah!" Chunxiang nodded, and went onto the battlefield with his staff in hand.

The reason why the Quanzhen Sect used the ring as their home field in the early stage is to let other strong teams subconsciously avoid this map when they choose the map first, so as to give the Quanzhen Sect leeway.

The system announced: Quanzhen taught Chunxiang to win the first round of the first match.

Regardless of whether the two teams are from professional masters or not, everyone loves to see a wretched slut being trampled on the ground by a master.

"I'm fucking stupid! Are you looking for death!!"

"You're never finished! Get started!"

Following the host's invitation, projections of Bingqing Yujie and his group appeared on the field one after another under the expectation of the crowd.

You know, in the few games won by the Quanzhen Sect, the maps selected for the first round were all competitive arenas. It can be seen that the Quanzhen Sect group has a deep knowledge of this scene, and now Bingqing Yujie chooses this map. In the eyes of ordinary players, it is obvious that they have overcome difficulties and started with the strengths of Quanzhen Sect.

The two teams finally entered the battlefield.

Although the host's rhetoric is half-truth, but the blood is boiling, especially the family fighters who suffer from discrimination and oppression can be said to empathize with each other. The host's eyes filled with tears of excitement, loudly Call for Fighters Don't Cry.

The referee drew out a red card with a sullen face, and Long Zeling was kicked off the ring by Ji Yan amidst yelling and cursing.

The audience cheered loudly.

Seeing the map chosen by Bingqing Yujie, the audience couldn't help exclaiming: "Wow! As expected of a cold-faced and cold gun, you are really confident!"

Most importantly, these two teams also represent the glory of the northern and southern martial arts circles.

Seeing that the opponent was Long Zeling, Chunxiang rolled his eyes and greeted him from afar: "Little friend, why did your team shoot you on the field? Are you bullying children?" Whoever loses half first loses half, so it is also a technical job to tease the opponent's emotions before the game.

According to the usual practice, in the first heads-up match, the fighters do not cry team chooses the map.

As the last match of the amateur group, this match is particularly important for the two teams. After all, only the winner can play against professional masters.

When the audience saw that the host cooperated with the author's hydrology and delayed the time, they couldn't help being furious and protested one after another.

After thinking for a while, Wuji said lightly: "Brother Chun, you come to the first game!"

It has been a tactic since ancient times to taunt and tease the army before the game, but cursing like Long Zeling is not allowed.

Everyone knows that the Quanzhen Sect is despicable, and this kid jumps at the first poke, isn't he playing in his favor? What a pity.

Talking about people, Youlong Zeling is still very tender, and Chun Xiang made Youlong Zeling have a cheap father with a light word, and immediately made Youlong Zeling angry.

Seeing the Quanzhen Sect people staggering around and whispering to each other, the audience immediately booed. This group of wretched guys still behaved like a fool on the field, which is really annoying.

"Please, fighters don't cry for the team!!"

Being teased by Chunxiang like this, Youlong Zeling immediately retorted, "Did the people from Quanzhen Sect know they couldn't beat them, so they invited their parents?"

Sure enough, seeing Long Zeling scolding more and more ugly, Chunxiang smiled and raised his hand and shouted: "Hey, referee, does this count as a personal attack?"

The host was speechless for a while and then introduced: "The Crowd Team is also a rookie team, but their players are the feared Quanzhen Sect in the game world. As the saying goes..."

When the audience heard this, they couldn't help mourning for Youlong Zeling with black lines all over their heads.

The Fighters Don't Cry team swept the fallen leaves all the way, their powerful strength left a deep impression on everyone, and the shameless and vulgar style of Quanzhen Sect was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The audience on the field burst into tears, there was no end to it, why did they meet Quan Zhen and this group of bastards, why is it so difficult for everyone to watch a serious game.

This Youlong Zeling had also been on stage in the previous few matches. His boxing skills were very ruthless, and his close combat skills were quite powerful. However, this kid was younger than Ji Ao, and his fighting style was quite aggressive.

Little did he know that his sarcasm couldn't break Chunxiang's defense at all. Not only was Chunxiang not angry, but he said with a smile, "Yeah, they said that children talk too much nonsense, let me, the parent, take charge."

The audience also showed unprecedented anticipation for this game.

So Bingqing Yujie didn't even think about it, and directly chose the competitive arena as the scene of the first match.