Chapter 303 Demon's record remains unmatched to this day.
"..."
"..."
After a long silence, Pei Jinwu licked her lips and said in a hoarse voice, "Sorry, I was dreaming."
"fine."
The students were all very understanding; after a few laughs, they started discussing the competition again.
"The Immortals are called the Immortals because they never lost a game while Demon was with them."
He won championships in competitions both domestically and internationally.
"Since Demon left, the Undead Legion's record has been truly appalling."
In two years and dozens of competitions, he only won a few championships, and the rest were runner-up and third place.
The few wins were only because the strong teams didn't participate, so the quality of those wins wasn't that high.
"They keep saying they'll improve, but it's getting worse and worse!" The boys complained angrily, "They're playing against a strong European team in the quarterfinals this weekend. Just looking at their lineup makes me worried for them."
"I heard that someone in the Undead Squad is injured. How are we supposed to fight now?"
If they can't beat the European teams, they'll be eliminated in the semifinals and won't even get a third place.
Loyal fans of the Undead can accept them getting second or third place, but they can't accept them not even making it to the finals.
This is the Undead Legion founded by Demon...
If they don't make it to the finals, wouldn't that completely ruin Demon's reputation?!
This is still the strongest esports team in China. If they are not good enough, the others are even less confident.
Why.
Suddenly, they could no longer see the future of esports in China.
"The team that was ranked first in points has fallen so far in just two years..."
The boy was so disappointed in him that his eyes turned red with anger. "If Demon knew, he'd be furious."
"Demon definitely knows, but I just don't understand why he doesn't come out."
"Is Demon really going to take a high salary and join a team in South Korea?!"
“No way,” someone immediately retorted. “I remember what Denon said when he won the championship in his last match.”
He said: Fight for the honor of the country and the nation.
"..."
Pei Jinwu held her thermos, sipping her drink slowly, and listened quietly to what everyone was saying.
Tsk.
good.
It's just a rumor that she left, not that she died.
After leaving the team, I really haven't paid any attention to the Immortals.
They believe the Immortals are strong enough to continue the series.
Who would have thought—
So much has changed in just two years.
Pei Jinwu turned on her computer and began searching for news about the Undead Squad.
It's just the beginning.
The Undead Legion's record is indeed quite good.
As time went on, and with the emergence of other powerful teams, the Undead Team's matches did indeed encounter many problems.
The biggest problem is: lack of self-confidence.
In the past, when she was around, she was like a pillar of strength, always able to save her teammates from mistakes.
They seem to have gotten used to having her around.
But--
People must learn to grow and learn to walk independently.
"Imagini, do you like the Immortals too?"
Qin Hong moved closer to her and saw that she was looking at the information about the Undead Squad. She asked her in confusion.
Although she doesn't play games, Demon was so popular a few years ago that even a newbie like herself recognized him.
Demon's record still ranks first on the leaderboard.
Two years have passed, and no one has surpassed it.
"Um?"
Pei Jinwu slid her fingertips across the mouse, her mood slightly complicated, and said with a faint smile, "I quite like it."
"The quarterfinals are being held this weekend, but unfortunately there are no tickets left."
Qin Hong said dejectedly, "Otherwise, you could go and see. There are rumors that Demon will come to the scene to put out the fire temporarily."
Failing to reach the finals means that, for the first time, the Chinese flag cannot be raised at the stadium.
This is a huge blow to the team, the country, and the fans.
join?
Pei Jinwu frowned. Had she, the person involved, been notified?
"It seems someone got their hands on the tickets," someone next to him interjected. "It's that coward from the comics class who cheated in the shooting competition, lost to Pei Shen, and then cried and begged for his dad."
"I heard that his father knows the organizer of this competition and gave him several tickets."
"That coward is holding the ticket and shouting everywhere."
"Where is the competition venue?" Pei Jinwu asked casually, resting his chin on his hand.
"ah?"
The boy quickly took out his phone, looked up the address, and replied swiftly, "North District Gymnasium, the organizer is Infinite Media."
Infinite Media?
Pei Jinwu carefully studied these words and found them particularly familiar.
I took out my phone and searched—
Forehead.
The game company under the Shang Group, and also the largest investor in the Immortal Team.
so.
Shang Shiyan should have been aware of this competition.
"You want to participate?"
Pei Jinwu opened her eyes, moved her pink lips, and asked in a lazy voice.
"certainly."
The students nodded in agreement; this was the first time WKL had been held in China.
For many WKL fans, watching the game live is a dream come true.
pity.
This event was incredibly popular; tickets sold out as soon as they went on sale.
The remaining seats are supposedly VIP seats, reserved for important figures.
They just thought about it.
"oh."
Pei Jinwu responded indifferently, yawned, and said, "Let me think of a way."
"?"
Everyone else stared at her. They were all out of tickets; Pei Shen couldn't just take them in like that, could he?
——
After school.
Pei Jinwu walked towards the school gate with her schoolbag on her back.
Not long after they walked, they bumped into Meng Feihe, the "coward," talking to Shen Yunrou.
“My dad has a lot of influence; someone specially gave him two tickets.” Meng Feihe said with great pride, “You couldn’t get these tickets now even for ten times the price.”
"That's really exaggerated!"
Shen Yunrou had just opened her mouth when she saw Pei Jinwu next to her, and remembered that she loved playing this game the most.
Maybe he's a fan of the Immortals.
Knowing that they would be there, they would probably be green with envy.
"OK."
Shen Yunrou deliberately raised her voice so that Pei Jinwu could hear her: "Many people want to go but can't. I agreed."
"Especially those boys in the computer class, they discuss it every day."
Meng Feihe glared fiercely at Pei Jinwu, adding sarcastically, "If you can't even afford to go to the event, what kind of fan are you?"
"..."
Pei Jinwu walked straight ahead without looking to the side, uttering two words: "Idiot."
——
Above the clouds.
Pei Jinwu returned home early because she had fewer classes in the afternoon.
Bored, I lay on the sofa playing games while waiting for Shang Shiyan to come back.
Not long after.
The man brought back her favorite dessert and handed it to Wang Ma.
"Put it on a plate, thank you for your hard work, Aunt Wang."
“Okay.” Wang Ma smiled, gestured to Pei Jinwu with her eyes, and lowered her voice to say, “Miss Pei is not in a good mood.”
"I see."
Shang Shiyan frowned slightly, took off his coat, walked to the sofa and sat down. His warm fingertips touched the little girl's forehead, and he whispered, "Are you feeling unwell?"
"without."
Pei Jinwu raised her eyes slightly and answered in a calm tone, without stopping what she was doing.
"You really like this game?"
Shang Shiyan smiled, his gaze falling on his phone, and said gently, "There's a match this weekend, do you want to go watch it?"
Hearing the sound.
Pei Jinwu stopped what she was doing, looked at the man with her watery eyes, and asked with her pink lips, "Can I bring people with me?"
"Um?"
Shang Shiyan assumed she was bringing a friend and readily agreed, "Sure, who's coming?"
"My classmate."
Pei Jinwu blinked and said seriously, "There are probably... sixty."
Shang Shiyan: Seize the Lesser?
——
good evening.
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