People watched the figure walk down the arena, and soon, Zhao Jianjian and Mingyuan glanced at each other, jumped off the railing, and ran towards Mo Nan.
The person who read it didn't stop him, because it was very clear why Mo Nan made this decision.
According to what King said, if the fight continues, Bey's hand will be useless.
But if the game does not continue, no one is willing to accept the current result.
The red side enters two, and the blue side only enters bey, so no one will have any objections.
If they make too much noise and say that the competition system is unfair, the players they select will also be discredited.
The person who read it was still thinking about what the old man said when he came. It must not make people feel that a road has come to an end and it is still dark.
At least they kept one.
The audience who were still analyzing just now really accepted the current result.
No more insider talk.
They were probably a little shocked by Mo Nan's voluntary retirement.
But this is only fair, the red side can't just waste Xu Yiwan doing evil alone, right
In order, continue to the fourth place.
This is what Mo Beishang saw when he came out with the good medicine.
She stood there, her pure black hair messed up by the wind.
Because it was covered, I couldn't see her expression clearly.
It's just that she, who has never had any emotional fluctuations, her hand hanging on one side is tighter than ever, and even her joints are pale.
Spectators don't care.
Just like no one would think that one sentence can destroy a person.
The staff over there asked her to accept the trophy, and there was a jubilant atmosphere everywhere.
After all, everyone has seen fairness and is applauding for it.
"The mvp of this trial, Mo Beixiangnan!"
After the people who read the sentence finished reading this sentence, their seats all arrived at Mo Bei's place.
Feng Nai, who was standing beside her, was frowning, just when he turned his head to find the person in charge.
Mo Bei had already stretched her long legs, with the wind blowing in from her back, her side face was clear and porcelain white, and she walked up to the reader.
The host over there seemed to be smiling and handed the trophy to her, and then passed the topic.
"As the mvp of the entire trial, the most valuable player, how does God Bey feel?"
Mo Bei sideways eyes, black eyes and black hair, handsome and flawless: "My id is called Mo Bei Xiangnan."
The host paused for a moment, then laughed again: "See, I made a slip of the tongue, what do you think?"
"Thinking?" Mo Bei glanced at the trophy in his hand, and squeezed it hard with his left hand.
There was a click.
One only heard that something was broken.
Then I saw that the blood overflowing from her palm was dripping onto the ground drop by drop.
In the picture, she is cold and beautiful, tall and straight like a winter pine and cypress, her eyes are dark and unpredictable: "Thank you."
No one can feel the gratitude inside, just feel like choking in the throat.
Mo Nan didn't look back, his body froze there.
But Mo Bei was looking at him: "This will never be my end. Such a trophy is too light to be worthy of your hand. I will go to that place and carry that trophy back for you."
Mo Nan, who was holding his trouser pocket with one hand, was startled.
"Then tell the whole world, my brother, his name is Mo Nan."
click.
Another sound.
People watched helplessly that the bottom of the trophy had been shattered in Mo Bei's palm.
But she seemed to have nothing happened, her eyes were burning: "At his peak, he was able to avoid my left field, and he was also selected by the Imperial League. It was because of me that he didn't join. He put his dream , gave it to me."
for a moment.
There was some boiling under the stage.
"Can you avoid the left field? Really?"
"How good is Mo Nan's technique?"
"Also selected by the Emperor League? It's nonsense."
"I'm really convinced. At this point, it is necessary for Bey to tell such a lie? Can you stop misinterpreting it?"
Straight men really can't stand it anymore!
"Come here! Just you! I don't like being rough with girls, but remember, Mo Nan, he was the most promising player in the youth training camp. He was snatched up by many professional teams, and once led a little-known team to the national competition with his own strength, you come and tell me, who is talking nonsense!"
"What is fierce, I don't know, I feel wronged."
"I just said, I met Brother Nan at that time, so I saw it right."
"What's the matter with giving up the dream to God Bey?"
"What do you think is going on? The blue team can only score one, otherwise the game will continue. I want to ask you, three games, the first game was betrayed, the second game was 2 against 8, and the third game was played alone , how much pressure will the hand bear, how delicate is the speed of the opponent and the rotation of the wrist for moves like Cangshan Longyin, and let a scarred person continue to fight 1 to 5, you are asking for fairness, Brother Nan can only use Did you think he cared about what you guys said in exchange for retirement? He cared about only one person from beginning to end."
"Why are you so fierce, we have something to do with his retirement? Bey's hand injury was not caused by us."
"Yeah, it's not you." The straight man stood up and looked towards the stage.
That figure, the trophy in her hand was still stained with blood.
How desperate it is to come here, to stand there soberly and rationally in a way that hurts oneself.
"Until these things come, I won't lose," she said.
In the crowd, Mo Nan lowered his eyes and smiled.
he knows.
Even if everyone disarms and surrenders.
The little girl with facial paralysis in his family will not give up either.
"Brother Nan." It was Little Demon Bo, who came over with Nailin, holding a flag in his hand.
People are looking back.
It's because the flag on Little Devil Bo's hand is so eye-catching!
That was the team flag that no one could forget. It was the team flag worn by Spade Z when the Dimension won the national championship.
"sky!"
Some people couldn't help covering their mouths with their hands.
"I'm not mistaken, is it true?"
"It can't be fake, only God Z has this flag."
"So the rumors are true, that child is really God Z..."
Little Devil Bo didn't care about the sensation he caused. Like his father, he was very dignified at a young age. She thinks that besides Qin Chiruanfan and Beijie, the best jungler."
After hearing this sentence, there was no one around anymore.
The moment the two children stood on the seat and draped the battle flag over Mo Nan's body, how many straight men's eyes were hot.
"Brother Nan!"
"We're waiting for you to come back!"
It was the sound from the chest, shaking the heart and boiling it endlessly.
As soon as Mo Nan stopped, the battle flag was unfurled on him and bulged in the wind.
Mo Bei let go of his hand...
(end of this chapter)