The hero who crossed the line of fire has a dream

Chapter 709 There is no need for dignity on the way to growth!

There are two rows of computers in the north and south, five people from Wang Yue sit in the south row one by one, and five people from Jiang Zhishui sit in the north row in turn.

Today's battle will determine the winner of this year's competition. Team members from both sides are carefully checking the computers dedicated to the competition, and beware of hardware problems with the computers.

Jiang Zhishui glanced at Wang Yue who was seriously checking the computer, with a look of frivolity on his face, and said with a smile: "It's quite serious."

Wang Yue didn't argue with him. Today's battle is related to his whole life, and there is no room for sloppyness. He doesn't want to lose the big because of computer problems.

"Actually, you don't need to be so serious." Jiang Zhishui paused slightly, and as his slender fingers brushed aside the bangs on his forehead, the conversation suddenly became cold: "Believe me, in today's battle, I will let you You have nothing!"

Wang Yue loosened his frown. He checked the computer inside and out, and found no problem. You can rest assured about the hardware. It's not that he is too cautious, but that people's hearts are unpredictable.

Wang Yue raised his eyes, glanced at Jiang Zhishui, chewed his sentence of nothing just now, smiled slightly, and said: "You are not the first person to say this to me, and I believe you will not be the last to say this to me." The person who I said this sentence, the outcome is not decided, and the redundant tongue will only make people laugh."

"Hey! The ants have such a big tone!" Jiang Zhishui leaned back exaggeratedly, making a frightened look.

Wang Yue grabbed his hair, made a very puzzled look, and said: "I really don't understand why some ridiculous guys like to put ants on their mouths. This will highlight his self-confidence, and it can still make up for his heart. emptiness?"

"You were stepped on by me!" Jiang Zhishui showed the deadliest weapon, he stepped on Wang Yue's head, he humiliated Wang Yue, he taunted Wang Yue with such unchangeable things.

"So what if I stepped on it, Han Xin was also humiliated by his crotch. For us skinless little people, there is no need for dignity on the way of growth. The important thing is that I did not fall down!"

Since ancient times, princes, generals and ministers have not tolerated and endured what ordinary people cannot bear. If there was no humiliation in the past, there would be no Wang Yue today, not to mention that Wang Yue already has the qualifications to ask for it.

"Thank you for your humiliation at the beginning. It made me always full of motivation to move forward. I made it through the departmental competition, the school competition, and the Royal Family University. I broke the knockout round first, and then lost the promotion round. Now, I am standing In the arena of the championship competition, the humiliation of kicking, the shame of slapping the face, Jiang Zhishui, let you and I make a break today!"

Jiang Zhishui's eyes were cold, with countless strands of anger creeping up his pupils, obviously aroused by Wang Yue's sharp words like a blade.

After the last match, every time he thought of Murong Qingqing, whom he regarded as a goddess, he would think of Wang Yue and Murong Qingqing's ambiguous entanglement. Murong Qingqing, which he and Jiang Xuanye could not get, was unexpectedly captured by the waste-like Wang Yue. How can he not be angry if he gets it.

A woman is a deadly poppy left by God to a man. She can not only arouse a man's male hormones, but also easily arouse a man's anger. For example, Jiang Zhishui was provoked because of Murong's love for Wang Yue.

Jiang Zhishui seldom lost his composure. He patted the table with his palm first, and then pointed his sharp fingertips like spears at Wang Yue's nose, and said coldly, "Okay, I will take over this battle with Jiang Zhishui." Alright, I'll use today's game to teach you a truth, even if Xianyu turns around, he can't change his essence, fight with me, I'll play you to death!"

Wang Yue refused to budge, Xiemei's pupils were burning with black flames, and he spoke loudly and forcefully, and said coldly: "To each other, you used to be unattainable in my eyes, but now you are a piece of shit in my eyes! "

The lottery box is shaking...

The results.

Competition Mode: "Special Station!"

Match Map: "Arena!"

Competition setting: "12 minutes time system!"

Competition assignment: "The saber is the lurker, and the Shapolang team is the defender!"

Victory requirement: "At the end of 12 minutes, the one who kills the most enemies wins!"

Wang Yue breathed a long sigh of relief inwardly. His heart beating faster due to the draw slowly returned to normal. The game mode of the first game was not a side-door mode, but a regular arena knife fight.

Knife fighting is the mode Wang Yue is best at. There are infinite melee weapons and countless decisive trump cards. Wang Yue conservatively estimates that he has a [-]% chance of winning the first game.

Taking advantage of the time when the two sides were packing their backpacks, Wang Yue narrowed his eyes to look at the members of the Shapolang team, from left to right, one by one.

With seven kills and one shot, Barrett can be said to be against the sky. He once won the first place in four offline Internet cafes in one day, and is known as the little sniper god.

Po Jun, who hangs out in all major Internet cafes in the northern district, gathers strengths from a hundred schools of thought to become a shocking AK, and is known as an AK killer.

Tanlang, because his father opened the CrossFire Training Club, has received the most orthodox technical guidance since he came into contact with CrossFire, and is known as the m4 God of War.

Bing Lan, whose specific information is unknown, is an all-around player, proficient in m4, ak, sniper, and sword fighting, and has unique experience in cracking tactics.

In the end, Wang Yue fixed his eyes on Jiang Zhishui, who is a dragon and a phoenix among men, a proud son of heaven, and within a month of contacting CrossFire, he won the first master of the first offline Internet cafe in the northern district, known as a genius of Fireline.

The original scene is still lingering in Wang Yue's mind. He had a sniper battle with Jiang Zhishui. Jiang Zhishui won easily with a record of 40 to 2. He only got 2 heads. His skills are terrible, which can be seen .

At the beginning, Wang Yue was definitely not Jiang Zhishui's enemy. Fortunately, Wang Yue experienced four stages: intra-department competition, intra-school competition, knockout competition, and promotion competition. After each battle, Wang Yue's skills will increase slightly. The end will make Wang Yue's skills soar.

Gaining experience from battles and standing up from adversity, Wang Yue is like a grass in the valley of wind, taking root and growing against the wind.

Now that he has been reborn, he has been reborn, who was vulnerable at the beginning, who is now fighting for the front.

It is not yet known who will win and who will lose. What is known is that Wang Yue is clearly qualified to fight Jiang Zhishui, and he is no longer the useless rookie who was defeated by Jiang Zhishui 40 to 2.

"Just let me play with you!" Jiang Zhishui shook his fingers slightly, as gracefully as playing a piano, and a playful smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

"Waiting for advice!" No matter how flat the tone sounds, it reveals a proud emphasis of disobedience.

Hegemony competition, championship battle, youth university representative team saber vs royal family university representative team Shabawolf team, best of three rounds, first round, special station arena, time 12 minutes, the one with the most kills wins, start!

(End of this chapter)