"Um."
The crowd is surging, and they are all moving forward.
The more lively the gathering, the more people will gather.
Because it is human nature to be curious and join in the fun.
Seeing that there are so many people here, they will stop to see what's going on.
Little-known players may not be able to squeeze to the front.
"Hurry up, brother."
The man was not very enthusiastic. He was pulled forward by the wrist, and he didn't look at the road. He accidentally bumped into the figure in front of him.
Suddenly, both of them stopped.
It's not how fierce the figure is, or what the other party said.
Instead, a machete was stuck behind her waist. It didn't look big, but because of the aura she exuded, it was coated with a layer of coldness.
The side of her snow-white face was somewhat translucent, and it was more chilly than ordinary people.
Obviously, the hair is not so short anymore, it is scattered on the shoulders, and the temperament is like ice and snow, which is the kind of beauty that people can't forget at a glance.
But when she turned her eyes away, she was so handsome.
"B, bey God?"
The friend who was pulling the man couldn't help stuttering.
Mo Bei turned his lower body to the side, obviously to make it easier for them to pass.
It's just that when the people next to him heard the name bey, they all looked this way.
Just now I was trying to squeeze, so I didn't notice what was behind me, but now that I saw it, the light in my eyes gradually changed.
"It's really Bey. It seems that what was said on the Internet before is correct, she is really back."
"I'll definitely come back, okay? This time it's a selection contest, and I'm participating in the battle on behalf of Huaxia."
"I thought she would be ineligible to play after the last time. It seems that she still has a background."
"The appearance is really good, no wonder there are so many people like it."
"It's all the light of the Dimension, after all, there are many people who like the Dimension."
"Wait, don't confuse our Dimeng with her, okay? Our Dimeng fans are all fans of Master Wan recently. Master Wan is so handsome. Let's crawl for a while. As for the insignificant people, don't associate with us in the future."
"Even fans don't want to see her?"
"If you can't wait to see him, you can see his character."
There are many voices in the ears.
The man couldn't help but clenched the hand that was hanging on the side.
Mo Bei moved.
Everyone thought what she was going to do.
But she just walked to the registration office, met the eyes of the recorder, and said in a low-pitched voice, "Mo Bei, the game id Mo Beixiangnan, all positions, any 1v1 challenge, accept it."
A short self-introduction.
Compared to the person next to her who was still talking about her best points.
Obviously, not only the onlookers, but even the recording personnel have never heard such a brief statement.
After all, those who come will report their points in the game first, and those with higher rankings will be displayed on the big screen outside.
There are also some players who clearly state their positions, such as the assassin position, and show off their best flying results, and people will notice you.
But Mo Bei didn't say anything.
Only the last sentence.
"Any 1v1 challenge, accept."
From the trials to the present, no one has ever dared to let go of such words.
After all, in 1v1, according to the rules, both the red and blue sides choose the same character, and you can arrange your opponent only if you know the hero you know.
For example, the support position and the support position will be pitted, and the assassin position will be pitted against the assassin position, so as to determine the best.
Among the people who came, most of them were mid laners and bottom laners who could pick up, and there were also main and secondary players.
And Mo Bei, all positions...
(end of this chapter)