Chapter 105 Chapter 105 The opponent is... Who is

the opponent? It has no effect on Ning Nanzhou. The only thing he has to do is to train.

He sat in front of the computer and concentrated on the ranking. When Xiao Qiao went to get water, she was shocked to see his screen.

"Phoenix has a 95.6% win rate. Is this still a human??!"

Phoenix Nikles is a strong hero in this version. Not only does he have a big move like Three Thousand Bright Flames that can be used all over the map, but he can also activate the Undead Body after reaching the maximum level to make up for the weakness of the mage.

However, it is not so easy to play well. Phoenix is ​​particularly fragile before level 10. A front row can kill it. If the accumulated damage in the early stage is not enough, the Undead Body in the later stage will also be greatly reduced.

A good player can stack eight layers of golden body, which is 800 health points, while an average player can only stack four or five layers. Therefore, the winning rate of this hero is not high, and 70% is already considered strong.

"Can't you win if you have a hand?"

The boy stared at the number of layers of Phoenix. This number can only mean that it is not so difficult to fight in a group.

Xiao Qiao: ???

He has reason to suspect that Ning Nanzhou was the one who said that the test paper was too simple and increased the difficulty when he was in school. How could he think that the other party was a soft and sweet sweetheart!

Obviously...

He was stuck for a long time and couldn't figure it out. If it was a rough man who stayed up late to play games with him, such as Yu Jinan, he would blurt out an old dog.

Ning Nanzhou also stayed up late to play games with them, but he didn't look like a zombie with dark circles under his eyes and hair like a chicken nest. Instead, the blue color of his blood vessels was more obvious, and his skin looked clearer. He couldn't call himself an old dog

.

At this time, Chi Yu next to him asked gently: "Xiao Qiao, have you finished playing the Korean server ranking?"

??? ? How many minutes did he rest?

Now Xiao Qiao could finally call Chi an old dog in her heart. South was just a young raptor nesting on Chi Yu's head and pecking at people lazily.

In the afternoon, the league's reporters came to conduct pre-match interviews. Cheng Boliang also knew that on-site interviews were not good-looking, so he arranged for them to interview in the reception room on the third floor.

The original reporter Fang Weimao had something to do and

couldn't leave, so the one who came to interview was a young reporter who had just joined the team. His hands were shaking a little when he held the microphone. The interview before the game was nothing more than whether you think you can win or not, and what you want to say to your opponent. Ning Nanzhou was only thinking about going back to training after the interview, so he didn't say any trash talk, and didn't say two words if he could answer with one word.

Until the young reporter in front of him asked, "Will you regret it if you don't win?"

Regret?

In fact, Ning Nanzhou had never thought about what would happen if he lost since the knockout rounds. It's not that he was so confident that he thought it was impossible, but he didn't dare to think about it.

If he lost, the team would be disbanded, and he would no longer be able to stand side by side with Chi Yu on the court. Every time he thought about it, it would affect his timing to rush into the battlefield.

These things were like water plants wrapped around him, and the further he went down, the more they entangled his throat. Something so soft that it was invisible entangled around his neck, making it impossible for him to speak.

At this moment, Chi Yu held his hand and spoke softly in his ear.

"There are always regrets in life, but because you are by my side, I feel that every step I have taken counts."

It was as if a slender hand stretched out from the water surface, helped him to clear the water plants wrapped around his neck, and the air poured in all at once.

The reporter who was interviewing also noticed the boy's strangeness, and thought that he had not explained the question clearly, so he asked again.

"Will you regret it if you can't win the game?"

The boy, who was a little confused just now, suddenly had a clear look in his eyes. His white hair was a little messy because he took off his headphones, and the raised hair cast a shadow on his cheeks.

"No."

"Because you tried your best, right?" the reporter asked.

The boy shook his head and said firmly to the camera: "We will not lose."

It is because the other party has always been by his side so tenderly that he wants to win the championship with Chi Yu.

Even if they no longer exist in a hundred years, their names will still be engraved on the trophy, recording that they are the S14 champions.

That is their honor.

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In the CEO's office at the top level, Cheng Boling, who has a noticeably thicker beard, lies on his back in the sofa chair, his hand waving his mobile phone from time to time, as if waiting for something.

There was a gentle knock on the office door, and the assistant was allowed to come in and report to him respectfully.

"The reporter has left."

"No trouble, right?" Cheng Boling was really afraid that South would talk nonsense.

He didn't plan to do e-sports business anymore. Although public opinion had no impact on him, it was better to have less trouble than more.

"No." The assistant shook his head.

"Go out." Cheng Boling called Boss Yang Wei.

The office door closed again, and the busy tone of the phone echoed.

Cheng Boling pulled his tie impatiently, and the expensive silk tie fell to the ground. Just when his patience was exhausted, the phone was connected.

Boss Yang Wei's weird voice came from the phone: "Isn't this Boss Cheng? I heard that you are going to enter the world competition. How come you have time to call me?"

Cheng Boling grew up in a wealthy family, and the creation of FKW was also smooth sailing. He had never been stabbed in the face like this, and he pounded his fist on the table to hold it in.

"Brother Wang, I'm not trying to frame you. I really didn't expect them to make it to the finals. The finals will be next week. Even if they make it to the World Championship, they'll be finished in November. Just give me two more months." Cheng Boling looked at the FKW photo on the table. It was the photo of the old FKW when they first entered the World Championship.

"If FKW can win four championships, wouldn't it be more cost-effective to buy it?"

"Four championships?" The person on the other end of the phone laughed. "I won't argue with you no matter how unlikely it is, and I don't care if it's your way of raising the price. You should know that the most valuable person in FKW is Chi Yu. His contract expires at the beginning of next year. Two months less means a lot of money."

"To be honest, I don't care what kind of results FKW achieves. In this era, traffic is the most important thing."

Cheng Boling looked at the photo again and again, as if he was making a difficult decision, and finally pursed his lips.

"I guarantee they can't win."

He made a phone call and threw the photo into the trash can. In the photo, the teenagers who stayed overnight in Paris were smiling brightly.