Glory: The King is Above

Chapter 132 He...can be even stronger!

"what the hell?"

Qin Lang muttered, picked up the phone and dialed Ji Qingyan.

"What's the matter..." Ji Qingyan's voice came from the phone, but the tone seemed a little weak.

This is also normal, because a large number of high-end players flooded into the glory of the king, not to mention [-] victories, even [-] consecutive victories, ten consecutive victories, is not something ordinary people can achieve.

As the winning streak gradually increases, all kinds of monsters, ghosts and snake gods will appear on the stage one after another. What kind of folk heroes, such-and-such first, passer-by king, mad devil with sisters, queen with Han, and even professional players will meet in leisure, no matter how strong they are. They all break down at times.

It's okay to say these things, the most fearful thing is that teammates will quit the game due to special circumstances, or hang up due to internal strife.

That way, before the fight even starts, the game will be a success or failure.

It is conceivable how much effort Ji Qingyan put into her 49 consecutive victories, and it also proved how powerful she is, but she still lost.

"Are you crazy, fighting jihad!?"

Qin Lang's tone was very severe.

"Is there a problem?"

Ji Qingyan asked flatly.

"Many professional players know your identity, and you haven't changed your ID. You will become a laughing stock, and the reputation of our underground e-sports will also be affected." Qin Lang said.

"The last sentence is the key point, right?" Ji Qingyan smiled, "However, are you so sure that I can't fight?"

Qin Lang frowned, and said: "It's not a question of whether I trust you or not, it's that the jihad has too many variables, a hundred consecutive victories, even members of the Light Tomb team are not sure about it, Qing Yan, listen to me Yes, before the rank is too high, stop! This kind of challenge is completely thankless."

"This is impossible."

Ji Qingyan's tone was soft but firm, "If you have nothing else to do, I'll hang up."

Before Qin Lang could speak, a mang tone rang through the phone.

"Young master Lang...this..."

A Ming approached cautiously.

pat-

Qin Lang lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and said, "Before she said that she should be busy making money, but now it seems that making money is holy war."

Jihad, by definition, is a holy challenge.

It is about the spirit of e-sports and the ultimate beauty of the peak power of human e-sports.

Once the challenge is successful, in addition to clearing the bonus pool of Tianmei Jihad, the challenger will also become popular in an instant. At that time, they will start a live broadcast and show their faces casually. Don't come too fast.

However, the imagination is beautiful. Just like the countless kings who challenged the Black Domain team, such as Fei'er fighting the fire, the difficulty of the jihad is also hell-level. Everyone knows the benefits of a successful challenge, but without exception. Fell at the gates of jihad.

"Young Master Lang, you don't have to worry too much. The current winning streak in the Jihad is held by Adc Bai Jue of the Light Tomb team: 86 consecutive victories. It is impossible for Miss Qingyan to reach this point, let alone Baijue In my opinion, 50 consecutive victories is already her limit, and she can't make waves." Ah Ming said.

Qin Lang frowned slightly, nodded his head, and said, "That's right, Yum? It's just a gimmick of Tianmei."

He sneered.

……

On the other side, Ji Qingyan was staring blankly at the bright red word "Failure" on the screen in a daze. It's been ten days, and this is the fifth time her winning streak has been ended in ten days.

The reason for being terminated this time is ridiculous. A male teammate of our own side met Wang Zhaojun’s sister of the other side. The girl sent a few babes, and the male teammate surrendered. All kinds of performances, the battle situation has only reached the mid-term rhythm, and it has been completely defeated.

Rubbing his brows in distress, Ji Qingyan felt a little dark in front of his eyes.

After fighting hundreds of times in less than ten days, her body has already started to feel weak.

Looking at the bright red word, Ji Qingyan knew that everything had to start all over again.

In the Glory Fighter, the battle song of the king echoed in it, but it couldn't stir up any waves in her heart. It seemed hopeless to win.

"How's your training going?"

Ji Qingyan sent a message to Wei Jiabao. After the last preliminary match, Ji Qingyan kept an eye out and added Wei Jiabao. These days, he used Wei Jiabao to insinuate about the situation in Su Li.

"Don't mention it! I'm exhausted every day, but I feel that I'm improving every day, and it's still very cool, hahaha!" Wei Jiabao quickly replied with a message.

"It's hard work."

Ji Qingyan praised.

"After all, the day of the high school league is getting closer and closer, so you can't fight! In fact, I'm not bad, let's talk about the one you have a crush on..."

"What nonsense!"

Ji Qingyan blushed.

"Haha, slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue!" Wei Jiabao pretended not to know anything, and continued: "Student Su, it's Classmate Su, I told you about the condition of his left hand before, it was already injured, good guy, now But the practice is getting more and more fierce. It was almost 11 o'clock in the evening yesterday, and he was still practicing. This morning, I saw that his entire left hand was shaking. In fact, to put it bluntly, given his physical condition, he must not be able to participate in the high school league. , I really don’t know what he’s trying to do.”

"The whole left hand is shaking?"

Ji Qingyan's heart tightened. She had already learned from Nangong Yao how Su Li fought against the Black Territory team, which was why she started the jihad directly without saying a word.

Nangong Yao didn't understand Su Li, and if she lost this round, she would lose, but she understood that the impact this round would have on Su Li would be subversive.

Before that, even if there was a problem with his left hand, Su Li was as good as anyone in the lane. Even if he lost to Nangong Yao, he was very calm. He knew that what made him lose was not his operation, not his consciousness, but his physical condition. So he has the confidence to face any enemy.

If it wasn't because of his body, Ji Qingyan knew that Su Li might grow up to be a Summoner at the level of Light Tomb, but the appearance of Hei Yu gave Su Li a heavy blow.

The specific heavy point is that even if his hands are intact, he doesn't have much confidence in defeating Heiyu.

This made Su Li panic, but on the contrary, Hei Yu gave him hope.

It turned out that the Light Tomb team was far from the end. It turned out that the strength of the championship could also be vulnerable.

Just like a top long jumper who jumped five meters, another long jumper with a problem with his left foot only jumped four meters, but this player with a problem with his left foot actually didn’t feel ashamed at all, because he knew that he had a problem with his left foot. If there is no problem with the feet, you can definitely jump five meters or even six meters.

But all of a sudden, a perverted player who could jump 20 meters appeared, which immediately broke the perception of the player with a problem with his left foot on the long jump.

It turned out that what he thought was the longest distance of five meters was not the limit at all.

20 meters, this distance, ask yourself, even if his legs are intact, it is impossible to reach.

This made him ashamed, made him unwilling, made his blood boil, and made him full of hope.

It was these complicated emotions that made Su Li abandon everything and regain his desire for the glory of the king, because his current technology is far from the limit of the glory of the king, the word 'far' is the key point, he... ...can be even stronger!

(End of this chapter)