League of Legends game life

Chapter 107 The Assassin's Obsession

"What do you mean, you still want to hit me with spring water?" The excavator smiled instead of anger.

At this time, the blood volume of the excavator has recovered a little, from 600 blood points to 1100.

As for the male sword, it is unknown whether it can kill more than 1000 blood without a big move.

Of course, if rational Kedi calculated, he would finally come up with the same answer as Gou Xiaoyun.

--can!

"Come here, come here, let's flush the spring water!!!" Apple roared excitedly.

Voice Battle!

Ignite!

Basic attack, Q skill resets and cuts down again!
The blood volume... fell rapidly, whether it was the shadow of the blade attacked by the spring water, or the void beast, the blood volume of both of them had bottomed out.

Cutting the grass... eradicating the roots!
Tyrone was dead, beaten twice by the spring.

But when Tai Long fell to the ground, countless flying knives flashed out and flew back to Tai Long's place again without making a sound.

Although the owner died, as a weapon, it finally returned to the waist of the taciturn assassin.

it came back.

But at the same time, he also brought back a head and handed it over to Tai Long, a somewhat cruel master.

Pieces of throwing knives surrounded Tai Long's body, holding up the Void Dungeon Beast Rek'Sai high up, as if paying homage, or maybe they were cheering.

"Yeah, yay, Tai Long, look quickly, we cut off another head..."

The flying knives are like elves, dancing wildly in the air, gathering together intermittently, one hundred becomes ten, ten becomes two, two become one.

In the end, there was only one flying knife left.

In Summoner's Canyon, Rek'Sai died in the Purple Legion and in his own homeland.

Lying next to him was a natural assassin with a deadpan expression on his cold-blooded and ruthless face, showing no pity at all.

A corpse, a knife.

This is the fate of an assassin, and the end of Tyrone's life.

Perhaps, we all love life. While we are aggrieved by life, why not enjoy living? Even though life is full of difficulties, we still abide by a belief.

Everyone must have an ideal, but some compatriots don't know how to pursue it.

In fact, as long as you have no distracting thoughts in your mind, and always report the most simple thoughts at the beginning.

As Tyrone sighed.

——Live by the sword, die by the sword.

This sentence interprets the whole process of an assassin from birth to being reduced to loess. Society is complicated, but life is very simple.

Has the innocent ideal of youth been completed?Still have regrets?
Who knows, at least, Gou Xiaoyun has never stopped working hard.

At the beginning, he made up his mind to surpass faker, and now he has started to strive in this direction. No matter what the final outcome is, at least Gou Xiaoyun will not have any regrets.

……

Shanghai, a tea house.

The decoration here is not luxurious, but it reveals a feeling of paradise.

The consumption is not very high, but for some reason, the business here does not seem to be very ideal.

At this time, two young people and a young woman were sitting together, but the identity of a woman seemed to be a bit out of reach. Although she was not far from the two young people, she was sitting in an inconspicuous corner.

There are two young people, one named Pawn and the other named Xiaohu.

The big screen in front of the two viewers was clearly a live broadcast of the college league.

"Scatter with the wind, it's a really good game." RNG mid laner Shan Xiaohu said.

pawn nodded.

"His hand speed should be above the first line, and his laning and roaming gank are also very good, but the opponent's strength is not good enough, so I can't see anything." Xiaohu said.

The young woman spoke softly next to pawn for a while, which was translating.

Pawn shook his head and smiled: "His strength is more than that."

Speaking of this, pawn remembered again, a few days ago, when his edg team played a training match with that real dragon team, for three whole days, he was in line with this GXY, and pawn knew the strength of GXY Very deep.

This GXY obviously belonged to the kind of player whose potential never bottomed out.

"Tell me, if we fight against him, how much can we suppress him in 10 minutes?"

Thinking like this, Xiaohu thinks that pressing 20 knives is not a problem. If he handles it well or is in good condition, a single kill is not impossible.

but……

Pawn shook his head decisively, said a sentence in Korean, and left the place.

The young woman gave Xiaohu an apologetic look. As an interpreter, she naturally had to do her duty.

Thus, the woman translated what pawn said intact.

"I have been single-killed by him no less than ten times."

After finishing speaking, the woman picked up the bag and quickly followed the pawn's leaving footsteps, leaving Xiaohu sitting alone in a daze.

The pawn who won the S series world championship and was a top mid laner was solo killed?
Not less than ten times?

Xiaohu's first reaction was that he didn't believe that a player like Pawn, who was as stable as a mountain, could be solo killed.

You know, even against fakers, pawns are rarely solo-killed, but with the wind, how does a small rookie do it?
However, Xiaohu knew that Pawn's expression didn't look like he was joking at all.

Of course, pawn didn't say anything. After all, it was an offline game, so he didn't play so conservatively. If Gou Xiaoyun wanted to fight, he would fight, which led to frequent kills.

Moreover, although Gou Xiaoyun has killed many pawns alone, but in the same way, pawns have also taken Gou Xiaoyun's heads many times.

"It seems that I have another strong enemy..."

Xiaohu drank the last sip of tea, put down the tea set, and left in silence.

……

"Damn it, you really killed this excavator!" Guan Jialong was dumbfounded.

Ling Hao gave a thumbs up and said, "I am convinced!"

"Removing the base crystal in 8 minutes is more shameful than abusing the spring."

Gou Xiaoyun smiled, but in the eyes of everyone, he didn't seem to be smiling, so he couldn't help but shivered collectively.

This is indeed the case. To win the game by dismantling the base at this point in time may be the record for the fastest victory speed in the college league.

It is not difficult to guess that after this game, Pearl River College will be dubbed the title of "Baobi" by people.

Poor people must have something to hate, and Gou Xiaoyun will never forget the ridicule that Pearl River College brought to Hunan University and the insult to himself on the day he first arrived in Shanghai.

After the game, according to the usual practice, the winner should go to the loser's side to shake hands.

"Shake hands now?" Wen Hui asked.

"Go, why not go." Gou Xiaoyun smiled.

Immediately, under the leadership of Gou Xiaoyun strolling leisurely, everyone came to the Pearl River College with their heads held high.

The faces of the five members of Zhujiang College were gloomy. Due to their quality and rules, they still stood up and waited for a handshake.

Gou Xiaoyun stretched out a hand with a shallow smile.

As the top laner, Jin Ze naturally took the first position. Seeing Gou Xiaoyun stretched out his hand, he naturally did not dare to neglect, so he also stretched out his hand and waited to shake it.

Gou Xiaoyun dodged the camera and got stuck in a blind spot, the outstretched hand suddenly stopped...

The clean boy with a sunny smile on his face calmly squinted his eyes and glanced at the five people of Pearl River College, his palm changed, and he quietly raised his middle finger!
Seeing this scene, the Hunan Volkswagen teammates behind him also secretly raised their middle fingers.

"You!" Everyone at Pearl River College was furious.

Gou Xiaoyun didn't bother to answer, and didn't say a word from the beginning to the end. He was the first to step into the backstage, and the others followed suit one after another.

"Training will be stopped tonight, I'll treat guests, the bar will be high, and I won't go home until I'm drunk!" Xiao Ran laughed.

"Fuck! Long live the president!!!"

It was night, and in the brightly lit city center, a large-scale bar was very lively.

Everyone drank and chatted happily. Ling Hao and Wen Hui danced happily, twisting to the rhythm of the music, venting the pressure of training during this period.

Gou Xiaoyun also came, he was quite helpless, he played well in ranking, but somehow he was dragged and resisted by a group of people, so he was thrown here.

Xiao Ran didn't stop Gou Xiaoyun from drinking, but Gou Xiaoyun still didn't drink too much, after all, he planned to continue training after returning.

Gou Xiaoyun was a little emotional, and in a blink of an eye, he had been in Shanghai for a long time, but Su Tong didn't know how he was doing.

Thinking of this, Gou Xiaoyun sent a text message to Su Tong.

"Su Tong, I seem to miss you a little bit."

(End of this chapter)