Chapter 1

The crystal shattered, and a voice message of failure came from Qiao Ruiyi's mobile phone screen.

The male student pursed his lips and said nothing, with a low pressure atmosphere lingering around him.

If he could kill the enemy jungler once, the game wouldn't be so bad.

Qiao Ruiyi's eyes dimmed and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Forget it, there’s nothing to say if you’re not as skilled as your opponent. Just try hard to fight back next time.

Qiao Ruiyi exited the game settlement interface, returned to his personal matching room, and prepared to start the game.

At this moment, a reminder to add a friend suddenly lit up in the lower right corner of the phone screen.

Qiao Ruiyi clicked on the friend interface in a daze, only to find that the person who sent the friend request was actually the enemy jungler he had just fought against - Jing.

[Shanxing] Xiao Mulan, you have pretty good skills, do you want to duo queue with me?

Qiao Ruiyi tried to read the sentence attached to the friend request carefully and almost broke his back teeth.

How could someone be so wicked as to mock someone right in the face?

Is he heartless? ! !

Qiao Ruiyi directly rejected the offer without any hesitation.

boring.

Qiao Ruiyi closed the friend interface unhappily, returned to the matching room, and prepared to start the next game.

However, the friend add button in the lower left corner of the phone screen lit up again.

Qiao Ruiyi:?

So lively?

Qiao Ruiyi clicked into the friend interface again based on his guess that it would not be that person again.

Unexpectedly, I saw the familiar star head again.

[Shanxing] If you don't want to play duo with me, let's play one-on-one. The loser must agree to the conditions proposed by the winner. Don't read the message without replying. I know you are reading it.

Qiao Ruiyi frowned. Why should he agree to Jing's request? He didn't believe that the other party would continue to insist.

So he refused again, and at the same time sent the other party an additional message: Not interested.

“Ding!”

Along with a crisp sound, the friend adding column continued to light up with the request to add friends.

Qiao Ruiyi almost rolled his eyes. He had already guessed who was pestering him stubbornly.

Why is the other party like a disturbing fly?

"It's better to just turn off the function of adding friends." Qiao Ruiyi said.

He never lets strangers pass anyway.

When Qiao Ruiyi clicked into the friend adding interface for the third time, he found that the friend request filled out by that person was becoming more and more rampant.

[Shan Xing] What, you think you can't win so you don't dare to agree? Don't worry, I can understand the feelings of the weak who don't dare to fight.

After seeing these words clearly, Qiao Ruiyi almost crushed his mobile phone. Sparks almost popped out of his eyes. He laughed in anger.

"Okay, very good, I want to see who dares not to solo with you!"

The player with the game ID "Only Solo" accepted the friend request from a stranger for the first time.

After getting angry, Qiao Ruiyi rubbed the corners of his eyes with his hands, not knowing how things turned out like this.

Everything started a month ago...

A University in Beijing.

The door opened and a young boy with a schoolbag on his back walked into the dormitory carrying a bag of lunch.

Soft short hair hung in front of his forehead, with deep facial features and a high nose bridge. He was only wearing a simple white T-shirt and black pants, but he had a clean and clear feeling that stood out from the crowd.

When the people sitting in the dormitory heard the sound of the door opening, they subconsciously turned their heads to look at the door.

The boy, who had been singing the Sky City Plan for half a day, seemed to see hope of survival, and his eyes sparkled with golden light:

"Old Joe! My dear brother, thank you for bringing me food! I will never forget your kindness!"

"Well, remember to be nicer to your benefactor in the future." The young man carrying the food put the food in his hand on the table.

"That's natural."

He Lijie couldn't wait to open the bag, take out the lunch box, and then turned up the volume of the desktop computer to the maximum.

The host's passionate voice pushed the atmosphere of the KPL annual finals to the highest point: "The game has reached the most exciting decisive moment, which is also the most crucial round. Which team can win this year's championship?"

The man in a white T-shirt who was changing his shoes heard the noise, looked up curiously, and his eyes fell on the computer screen.

He asked: "Is this the annual finals you said you couldn't miss?"

In order to watch the game live, the other party was even unwilling to go out for dinner and sent a message asking him to bring food to the cafeteria.

"Yeah, yeah, do you want to watch it together?"

As He Lijie spoke, he enthusiastically made room for the other party.

"I've never played games, so I don't understand these matches." Qiao Ruiyi subconsciously wanted to refuse.

"It's okay, just sit next to me and watch with me while you eat. I'll introduce it to you and I guarantee you'll understand it," the enthusiastic He Lijie directly pulled the other person to sit next to him.

Qiao Ruiyi couldn't refuse the other party's kindness, so he had to sit next to him and open his lunch box, just to eat and pass the time.

"To put it simply, this game is a tower-pushing game, and it depends on who pushes down the opponent's crystal first." He Lijie introduced the rules that determine the winner.

Joe nodded resolutely.

"Generally speaking, the economy and number of heads can influence the direction of the game. The side with more economy and heads has a greater probability of winning," He Lijie added.

Qiao Ruiyi suddenly had a question: "Which side do you support?"

If there was no team he liked, He Lijie would not have stayed in front of the computer to watch the entire live broadcast, right?

"I support the blue team, the ambition team!"

As He Lijie spoke, he raised his hands to cheer for the team, his face unable to hide his excitement. He wished he could go to the competition venue to cheer for his favorite team.

If his home team can win the game today, he would rather not drink milk tea for a month!

"Um."

Although Qiao Ruiyi had never played this game, he barely understood the content of the game by listening to the commentator's introduction and He Lijie's initial explanation.

20 minutes into the game, the blue team's Ambitions team was at a disadvantage in both kills and economy. Even the commentator believed that it would be difficult to recover from this game.

"Twenty minutes have passed and the Storm Dragon King has been born. But does the Ambition team have any intention of competing for it?"

The commentator couldn't help but worry for the Ambition team.

If the Ambition team chooses to let the dragon go, it will be tantamount to slow death, but if they try to grab the dragon, it may all be in vain.

The ambition team has reached the stage of life and death!

The live broadcast perspective suddenly changed and the camera was suddenly aimed at the audience watching the game below the stage.

Some fans supporting the Ambition team put their hands together, wanting to pray for their home team, while others had painful expressions, as if they had already guessed the outcome of the game.

Qiao Ruiyi carefully looked at He Lijie, a loyal fan of the Ambition team, who was sitting next to him.

He discovered that the other party also had a sullen look on his face, refusing to accept the impending defeat of the Ambition team.

"Please, no matter who it is, please give ambition hope of winning! If ambition can win this round, I will immediately start working on my graduation project."

He Lijie put his hands together and made a gesture of worshipping God, wanting to pass on his strength to the five members of the Ambition Team on the final stage.

Qiao Ruiyi's gaze returned to the computer screen. Everyone thought that the game was bound to be lost. Was there still hope of a comeback?

In the game.

The red team, which had gained the advantage, started to attack the Baron. They killed the dragon very quickly, and by the time the blue team, which was unwilling to give up the dragon, arrived near the Baron pit, the Storm Dragon King's health had dropped to one-half.

Several people on the blue team wanted to cut into the dragon pit from the front, but the red team kept blocking the passage, so they could only wander around the periphery with envy.

Is there really no hope?

The commentator suddenly rang out, "Everyone, please pay attention to Youen's Mulan. He quietly bypassed the opponent's field of vision and quietly crouched in the grass on the right side of the dragon pit. What does he want to do? Is he trying to take the risk of stealing the dragon?"

Qiao Ruiyi was reminded and his attention fell on Hua Mulan.

He saw Mulan, wearing a baseball uniform, charging her heavy sword, and then she held it tightly in her hand.

Qiao Ruiyi's eyes flashed. If the opponent's attack was calculated well, he might really have a chance to snatch the dragon!

At the competition site, the red team members did not see Hua Mulan, and they became anxious, subconsciously thinking that the other team must be planning something bad in secret.

The red team's support began to check the bushes behind the Baron pit. There was no one there, so he continued to move down, and it seemed that his move was to enter the bushes on the right side of the Baron pit.

"Oh no! Will the opponent's support find Mulan's whereabouts first?"

The commentator's concerns are exactly the same as the feelings of every Ambition team fan who is watching the game.

He Lijie yelled nervously before the live broadcast: "Ahhh, I can't get it, the opponent's support is about to find Mulan!"

His adrenaline is pumping!

It's so stressful!

"He can get it!"

Qiao Ruiyi on the side was very calm. He felt that the other party would definitely be able to do it!

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, You En's Mulan flashed and charged a powerful attack.

The well-calculated attack damage directly took away the Storm Dragon King whose health was almost at zero.

The passionate and exciting voice broadcast of the dragon-grabbing game resounded throughout the Canyon of Kings.

"Your team has reclaimed the crucial kill!!"

The scene of the miraculous dragon grabbing in the final game was like a bucket of clear water poured into a frying pan, making a crackling sound that directly ignited the whole audience.

The offline audience and the netizens who were watching the live broadcast burst into screams at the same time, and their blood almost boiled.

In the final round, the game started against the odds, and the Dragon King was snatched. People who are familiar with the game know that every word is incredible.

"You En successfully grabbed the Dragon King! His teammates also started to fight back. Is this a sign of a comeback for the blue team?"