"What are you asking me to eat?" Xiao Pao's face turned black.
"Eat, eat—eat ice! Yes! Timo asks you to eat ice!"
"Go to hell! You wretched Yordle!" Where did the cannon let Timo explain, he directly picked up her tall barrel and pointed it at Timo.
"It's really ice, Timothy made a mistake, Timothy made a mistake."
"Cannon~!" With the loud shout of the cannon, a hole was punched through the wall of the lounge.
Timo, die.
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After a short break, the staff finally came to inform again, saying that the game is about to start, and all the participating shooters are invited to go on stage to draw lots.
A line of ten shooters will decide the championship among them. Everyone here is a hero, and every one of them is not weak. It's really hard to say which one wins and which loses.
When the ten shooters were on the court, the audience burst into thunderous cheers. Everyone seems to have supporting fans.
"Tristana! My little princess! Go on! Use your little cannon to defeat all the enemies!"
…
"Prince Jace! I will always support you! I also support EXO."
"What is EXO?"
"I don't know. I heard that black EXO is very popular recently, so I came to black one too."
"So this is ah."
…
"Aish, I want to give you a baby!"
"Don't make trouble, they can give birth by themselves."
"Then I will help you raise a child!"
"You are not the old king next door."
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"Izreal, the undefeated king!"
"Ise, if you win, I will buy your map!"
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An Yang and his party were also invited into the VIP audience. As a summoner, there is nothing wrong with enjoying some privileges.
"Tsk tsk, I can guess that the scene is very hot, but I didn't expect it to be so hot." An Yang slapped his tongue while looking at the crowds in the audience.
"That is, Picheng's strongest shooter competition should be regarded as one of the best in Valoran, can it be popular?" Lingli said with a small mouth.
On the stage, a blonde and sexy host took a wireless microphone and shook her hair in a charming manner at everyone in the audience. The long blonde hair fluttered, and her sweet voice sounded throughout the venue.
"Hello everyone, I’m Xiaotian, the host of this competition. Welcome everyone to the triennial Valoran’s Strongest Shooter Competition. There will be unparalleled fighting and thrilling operations here. Here you are. You can enjoy the passion of the explosion, see you cool, see you shout! First of all, give the applause to our contestants, they are—"
Happiness!
There was thunderous applause from the audience.
"Heroes have a transcendent status in Valoran. However, in this competition, the shooters who come to participate are the elite of the elite. How will they perform? Please let us wait and see, okay. , And then the draw begins. The first round is a knockout. Two players will be eliminated from the ten players, and the remaining heroes can participate in the eight-to-four finals." The hot host called Xiaotian gave a look in his eyes. , A guy holding a big box came up from the stage.
"There are a total of 10 balls inside, numbered 1 to 10. Participants are invited to come forward and draw lots, and turn the drawn lots around for everyone to see." Xiaotian instructed everyone to draw lots, and there were still in the sky. The more advanced floating camera can magnify the grand scene of the arena into mid-air to provide a good viewing environment for some distant viewers.
Timo climbed up the box, reached out his hand in the hole for a long time, but the hole was too big and he fell into it.
"Oh my baby, be careful not to fall. How about it, how are you?" Xiaotian teased in a relaxed tone, and the audience on the court roared with laughter and was also provoked by the cute little Timo. It's itchy in my heart.
"Love mother and father love." Timo's voice echoed in the entire cardboard box, and the host Xiaotian was stunned. "What do you love?"
An Yang covered her face and wept, "Usually taught him for nothing, is it I'mfine?"
Under the rescue of the staff, Timo was fished out of the box. At the same time, Timo also brought out a small ball with the number one written on it.
"The cute little guy drew the number one ball. It seems that everyone will be able to enjoy this cute little game right away."
"Timo! Timo! I want to grow mushrooms for you!" Timo really made the audience in the audience so cute, and countless people shouted for him.
"I am afraid there will be tens of thousands of people on the scene for this game." An Yang turned to look at the crowded audience outside in the VIP room, and sighed as he listened to their deafening shouts.
Immediately afterwards, other contestants also stepped forward to draw numbers.
At this time, An Yang condensed, and he saw several familiar figures.
A girl wearing golden armor and holding a huge wheel in her hand, who else is she who is not the goddess of war Sivir
There is a long, long worm next to it, and there is still an unknown liquid flowing out of its mouth. When it drops on the ground, it can splash out a small pit. Isn't it just the abyss? Also known as the big mouth.
If An Yang remembers correctly, this late ADC outbreak can only be described as horror.
Looking to the side again, a flat-chested young lady with a sky blue double ponytail.
"Jinx! I didn't expect that she would dare to show up here. You have to know that Caitlin is next to me! This little Nizi is too courageous." An Yang rubbed his chin and looked at Caitlin, who was gloomy.
Obviously, even Caitlin was impressed by Jinx’s courage. You must know that she had just bombed the vault in Picheng two days ago, and has now been blacklisted by the entire Picheng Police Department. She dared to rush to the competition with the kind of execution.
Jinx also saw the strong hostility in Caitlin's eyes, and when Caitlin hadn't spoken, she made a grimace at Caitlin. "Now I am a contestant. The contestant's body is protected by Pilgewater. You can't shoot me on the spot here, right? Woman with a hat."
Caitlin snorted coldly, "Don't be proud, after the game is over, you will be nothing."
"What are you talking about? Oh, I'm not listening~"
Seeing Jinx's arrogant appearance, Caitlin didn't say anything. After all, as Jinx said, she is now a contestant, at least in this arena, she still can't do Jinx's behavior.
"Well, after a round of lottery, the order of the game has come out. No. 1 is Timo, against No. 2 player Tristana, the war between two lovely yodels, I hope it will be exciting, so next Let's give this big stage to the two of them." When the players draw the lottery, Xiaotian also announced the first round of the contest.
As soon as An Yang heard this result, he felt a little stunned in his heart.
"It's over-I met the gunner in the first round. It is estimated that Timo will be beaten by the gunner and his face is bruised and swollen."
"Nor?" Su Su was a little bit disbelieved, "Timo is also a 16th-level hero, and so is Cannon. The strength of the two is similar, so why are you so sure."
An Yang turned and glanced at Su Su, "Have you beaten me?"
Su Su originally wanted to shake his head, but when he thought about it, he would dare to fight him back
Obviously not, what would he do to fight him if he didn't dare to fight back
"You must have been beaten." Su Su said frankly.
"That's not it." An Yang spread his hands, and Su Su curled his lips, finally agreeing with An Yang's words.
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Sure enough, as An Yang said, after the start of the game, Timo refused to do anything with Cannon, but kept avoiding her.
"come here."
"Timo can't go over."
"Come here!"
"Timo can't go over!"
Two people spent a long time inking on the stage, one let go, and the other didn't.
"Why don't you come?"
"Timo is afraid that you will beat Timo—" Timo grumbled, still ashamed of what he said just now.
Seeing Timo's appearance, the cannon was amused.
"When you come over, I promise not to hit you."
"Really?" Timo looked up.
"Really, come here." The cannon beckoned to Timo.
Timo ran over, not feeling that he was running fast enough, so he specially blessed himself with the ability of Xiaomo to run fast.
As a result, before he reached his beloved Cannon Lady, he heard a soft drink from Xiao Pao, "Jia-Nong-Pao!"
"Ah!" Timo flew out of the stage with a scream, still shouting that he would never believe women's words in his life.
There are no specific rules in the game. Except for not taking some drugs that compulsorily enhance one's own strength, other rules are so-called winning or losing. Players who are knocked out of the field are counted as losers, and those who surrender automatically are counted as losers.
The field is about 200 square meters, and a cannon from the small gun directly blasted Timo out of the field, which simply ended the game.
"Hehe, it seems that the final winner of this game is Tristana. Poor little Timo was beaten as soon as he came on the court. It's a pity." Xiaotian also chuckled for Timo's injustice.
Tristana didn't even look at Timo, and stepped off the stage carrying the cannon. The pervert just wanted to ask herself to eat-what to eat-in the future.
After losing the game, Timo returned to the VIP room with his head down and said to An Yang, "Boss, Timo lost—"
But everyone was obviously very calm and didn't take him seriously at all.
"I knew you would lose." An Yang squinted at Timo.
"Don't be afraid, there is also the resurrection match. The first round is just eight in ten. First, there are two groups for elimination. There are five groups. The five people who are eliminated will start a melee. Finally, three people will be resurrected again, and the rest Two were eliminated." Lingli didn't know where he grabbed a card with the mechanics and rules of the competition written on it.
"Pull it down, you can't win another fight for him." An Yang glanced at Timo contemptuously.
"Boss, you look down on Timo, Timo wants to fight with you!" Timo roared, jumped up and hit An Yang's knee with a punch, and plunged into the crystal ball.