Chapter 1367 Wind and Rain Chapter 33: It Belongs to Their Agreement!

Tang Tingyu returned to the room.

It might be that the strawberry-flavored lollipop that Qi Linfeng gave was too sweet, so sweet that it covered all the bitterness.

It may also be that Qi Linfeng's hug was too warm, dispelling all the chills.

In the past, when she lost the game, she would think a lot in the dead of night, but now her heart is calm.

In the country E division, Huixing and Shifang fell, but the strongest No. 1 seed did not.

Fenghua is still there.

The top god in the e-sports circle is still there.

...

the next day.

The members of Huixing retired from the hotel room.

In the lobby of the hotel, I ran into members of Qianzuru, who had just finished breakfast.

Seeing them carrying the suitcases, Wei Zhuo asked, "Miss Tingyu, are you leaving now? Why don't you stay and watch our finals? After the competition is over, Qianhe won the championship. I'll treat you to dinner. I'm familiar with country A. I'll take you with me." eat delicious food."

The first time they met, Wei Zhuo said clearly that his ideal type was Tang Tingyu, and now he is even more outspoken.

The members of Huixing looked over.

What?

Waiting for Qianhe to win the championship?

How fucking arrogant!

Swell!

Liu Kesong opened the suitcase, and couldn't understand Wei Zhuo's face. He wanted to go forward, but Tang Tingyu stopped him.

Tang Tingyu looked at Wei Zhuo and smiled casually, "I'm afraid that you will be hit too hard and you won't be able to eat."

"Whoever loses wins may not be the case." Wei Zhuo said, "We can win back the stars, and we can still win Fenghua. To be honest, your era is over."

Behind him came Meng Bo's voice, "Then we will wait and see."

At meal time, Fenghua's members also came down to eat, only to find Qianhe finding fault.

You've become like this before you start playing, what about your mother!

"Young people nowadays, haven't you heard that arrogant soldiers must be defeated?" Old Qu asked.

Wei Zhuo responded with a smile, "Senior, you should care about your own state. If you have time, you might as well think about how to keep up with Fengshen's rhythm, so as not to affect Fenghua's overall situation."

Old Qu's expression changed.

Wei Zhuo pokes needles in people's flesh and blood, it's really irritating!

Qi Linfeng half-closed his eyes, interested, "Since you are so eager to find abuse, let's pick a time later, one-on-one, will you send a representative?"

No one on Qianhe's side hummed.

Wei Zhuo shut up.

Because, Qi Linfeng is the solo king in the e-sports circle.

Head-to-head, the great masters of various countries have not defeated him so far, and they are firmly in the first place.

In a team battle, they can find a breakthrough point from Qi Linfeng's teammates, and fight Qi Linfeng one-on-one, isn't it courting death?

Qi Linfeng looked at Wei Zhuo with a bad smile, "You're the captain, and you're so talkative, why don't you go up? Start the live broadcast, and call your father if you lose."

"..."

Wei Zhuo choked, started the live broadcast? What a joke!

Seeing the expression on Wei Zhuo's face, the returning members were very happy!

Wei Zhuo barely kept his smile, and made excuses confidently, "This game is a team mode, of course we will play team battles, Fengshen, see you in the finals."

Meng Bo laughed sarcastically, "Captain, I remember someone said that he is your fan, a majestic fan of Fengshen, why is he so cowardly?"

Gamers don't have the ability to sarcasm and swear, how can they hang out in the circle?

As Fenghua's top laner father, Meng Bo is naturally skilled in spraying people.

Qi Linfeng echoed idlely, "Who is it? He was expelled from fan status."

Wei Zhuo couldn't stay any longer, and quickly left with his team members.

And made up his mind to defeat Qi Linfeng in the finals and prove his strength!

Qi Linfeng looked at Tang Tingyu, "Gone?"

Tang Tingyu nodded, "Let's go."

The two of them didn't communicate much. The coaching staff from Huixing came out from the elevator.

They were going to the airport, and Fenghua was preparing for the finals, so he had little free time, so he would not send them off.

Before leaving, the members of Huixing expressed their wishes.

"Fenghua brothers, come on."

"We have won so many times against us, we can't lose to others, Yangcheng is waiting for you!"

Fenghua and the others watched the returnees leave.

The team in the same competition area was eliminated, and I had mixed feelings in my heart.

Next, leave it to them.

Tang Tingyu got into the car, and Bai Chuxiao sat beside him.

"Why don't you stay and go back together after watching the final?" Bai Chuxiao asked.

Tang Tingyu took out his earphones, "At the scene, I feel that he will be under pressure."

Fenghua is under a lot of pressure now.

They are the last hope of country E.

Once the finals are lost, netizens will scold Fenghua more ruthlessly than Huixing.

Because of Feng Huaqiang, in the eyes of those in the e-sports circle, they cannot lose.

Bai Chuxiao thought about it, yes.

Fenghua carried the hopes of thousands of people, even though Qi Linfeng acted foolishly, in fact, he was undoubtedly under the greatest pressure.

...

The returning star team returned to Yangcheng.

The Fenghua team stayed in country A, preparing for the finals.

In the past few days, they have been training for the team game every day, and they are so busy that they are isolated from the world.

The ashtray next to Qi Linfeng's computer had twice as many cigarette butts as before. When he was training heavily, only the smell of nicotine could temporarily relieve him.

Lao Qu felt uncomfortable looking at the man who was puffing.

Everyone calls him Fengshen, Fengshen, Fengshen, and everyone calls him a god.

He thought he was omnipotent and invincible.

Qi Linfeng is usually confident and arrogant, but when he is serious, he is extremely devoted.

Others only see his success and his brilliance standing at the top of the e-sports circle. Not many people care about how he maintains his state and how he integrates his teammates.

Lao Qu remembered that when the Fenghua team was just formed, several teammates played differently, were young and energetic, and were unwilling to cooperate with others.

Qi Linfeng often stayed up all night alone, trying to come up with the most suitable tactics, allowing them to slowly integrate, and convinced him of his position as captain.

Qi Linfeng deserved to be able to stand where he is today.

"Old Qu, what are you thinking? Continue." Qi Linfeng's voice came.

Lao Qu's thoughts were pulled back.

He looked at his hand holding the mouse, hoping that the finals would be stronger.

A few months ago, after the doctor gave advice, I thought about it and made the decision to retire.

This year's finals was the last time for him to sit on stage as a professional player.

Therefore, he wanted to do his last bit to win another championship for Fenghua and Qi Linfeng.

...

On October 30th, the finals ushered in.

There will be an opening ceremony before the final, and the organizer will invite singers and performing groups to conduct the opening.

Those performances ended, and the atmosphere of the scene was brought up.

The host held the microphone, "Fenghua and Qianhe members are welcome to enter!"

Fenghua and Qianhe's team members came out from the left and right respectively and went onto the stage.

The moderator introduces the members of both sides in turn.

at the same time.

Yangcheng, in Huixing's base.

Tang Tingyu and the others watched the live broadcast on the big screen.

Qi Linfeng was wearing a team uniform, and he was as ruffian as ever. When the camera showed him, he seemed to know that Tang Tingyu was watching the live broadcast. He curled his lips and made a gesture of blowing a kiss, full of arrogance.

This action made the female fans watching the live broadcast in front of the screen and the fans at the scene scream again and again.

"Captain, if Fengshen wins this round, will he be rewarded with a French kiss when he comes back?" Liu Ke asked.

"What's the situation, are you already together?" Jin Po was surprised.

"Hey, I'll just say it casually," Liu Ke said.

Tang Tingyu leaned against the back of the chair, biting a lollipop in his mouth, and did not speak.

After the introduction, the players from both sides went to the computer, logged into the game, and started the first game.

BO5 competition system, whoever wins 3 rounds first wins.

Fenghua and Qianhe were not in the same group before. Today is the first time they met in the international competition.

Everyone has great hopes for this rising team.

At the same time, I want to see Fenghua and Qianhe duel to see who is stronger!

Here on the big screen, not only the members of the first team back to the stars gathered, but also the members of the second team.

The exciting game is going on, and every time the game starts, the commentator will be very excited, speaking very fast, as if he lacks an oxygen tank, "Fenghua and Qianhe are indeed the two strongest teams that rushed to the finals, the momentum of both sides is very fierce, After three rounds, the score is 2:1, Fenghua takes the lead and gets the match point."

There was a ten-minute intermission and the fourth inning began.

This time, Qianhe changed his style and showed the ace hero, which caused Fenghua to be suppressed.

It lasted for half an hour, but Fenghua couldn't hold on, and lost the fourth game, tying the score.

Tang Tingyu had a lollipop in his mouth, and in the last round, he was even more nervous than himself in the game.

After watching the four games, Liu Ke couldn't help but say, "One thing to say, Qianhe is really strong."

In the game just now, Qianhe broke up the rhythm of Fenghua's members, so that they had no chance to come back.

"There is no need to emphasize what everyone knows." Jin Po replied.

Qianhe is not strong, can he become the dark horse of country A?

Can it crush Huixing 3:1?

I always feel that Fenghua is a bit dangerous...

It is true that Qi Linfeng is strong, but this is a team competition, Qianhe is too strong, other teammates will inevitably make mistakes.

Not everyone has Qi Linfeng's god-level consciousness, especially the oldest Lao Qu, who was obviously targeted by Qianhe.

Meng Bo is the star player who is second only to Qi Linfeng in Fenghua. He is on the road alone and can defend.

Lao Qushou's middle lane was a bit broken, and every time Qi Linfeng needed to rush to support him in time.

Commentary: "Qianhe's cooperation is very good. It seems that they want to use this trick to limit Fengshen's economic development. Fenghua is in an embarrassing situation now. They need to take the initiative to attack. Otherwise, Qianhe's advantage will become bigger and bigger if this continues."

Zhao Wenhao: "They are fighting Dalong."

Qi Linfeng wore earphones and commanded: "Go and grab the big dragon."

"receive."

The big dragon is the boss of wild monsters in the game. Killing it can get a buff bonus and increase damage.

In many cases, whether you can turn against the wind or not depends on this!

Qi Linfeng asked his teammates to interfere, and while everyone in Qianhe was gathered together, he attacked from the top lane.

Chizuru here.

Wei Zhuo saw that Dalong's blood volume was only 10% and Fenghua didn't come over, and he showed a smile that he was determined to win, "They dare not come over to snatch it, and look for a chance to fight in a team battle later, they are not opponents."

At that time, neither the God of Wind nor the God of Rain will be able to return to heaven!

Seeing that the timing was about the same, Zhao Wenhao, who was in ambush, rushed forward with a big move!

Immediately afterwards, Meng Bo and Lao Qu went over one after another, fighting Qianhe head-on!

Wei Zhuo disdained, "You really dare to come!"

Narrator: "Fenghua went to fight Qianhe to grab the big dragon. The two sides fought fiercely, and the final blow! The big dragon was taken down by Qianhe, Fenghua didn't grab it!"

Now Qianhe has the advantage, Fenghua can't beat it.

Four members of Fenghua were killed, but fortunately, Meng Bo successfully killed Qianhe.

The commentator was sweating: "Fenghua only has Fengshen left! Qianhe has four more people, but Fengshen has hit Qianhe's base crystal! Can Qianhe go back in time?!"

In the game, as long as the crystal in the base is destroyed by the enemy, the player loses.

Wei Zhuo was very conscious, and called a teammate to go back with him, leaving the two of them to continue pushing the tower.

Learn now and sell now.

If Qi Linfeng uses this trick, so can they!

The opponent was Qi Linfeng, Wei Zhuo didn't dare to underestimate the enemy 1v1, he rushed back with a teammate.

Although Meng Bo and the others all died, they tried their best to delay the time and prevent Qianhe's people from rushing back to the base.

Right now, Qi Linfeng and his soldiers are hitting Qianhe's crystal.

Wei Zhuo and the others rushed back in time.

Form a 1 vs 2 situation.

"Fuck, it takes more than 50 seconds for the other members of Fenghua to be resurrected. If Fengshen falls, this match will be lost. Fengshen can't fall!" Liu Ke was terrified.

Tang Tingyu's palms broke out in cold sweat, and he stared at the big screen for a moment.

In the player's seat, Qi Linfeng was wearing black earphones, and he tapped the keyboard skillfully and quickly with his bony fingers.

At this moment, the smile of the past was gone on his face, and the unscrupulous smell was gone.

Only focus and seriousness, full of desire to win.

Facing the siege of two enemies, he kept running fast, his fingers were blindingly fast, the speed was too fast, and he had a slight hand injury, which caused a dull pain in his wrist.

He didn't even frown.

Without flinching, he showed his position, and with super awareness and operation, he counter-killed Wei Zhuo and the others!

Narration: "Fight against the two, Fengshen is indeed Fengshen, but Qianhe and the other two are also hitting Fenghua's crystal! Which side is faster?!"

Before Wei Zhuo and the others came back, Qi Linfeng beat the crystal until there was only a little blood left.

A few more hits of damage will blow the crystal.

Qi Linfeng calculated the damage of the crystal in his mind, and the speed at which the soldiers came in from behind, and made a decision.

He controls the game character, and continues to hit crystals when there are no soldiers to resist damage.

The damage of the crystal was too high, Qi Linfeng killed two people, and he was left with blood, and he was beaten to death by the crystal after two mends.

Fenghua was killed in battle.

Commentary: "Qianhe's crystal has only 1% HP left, Fengshen is down, but the soldiers from behind come in! The little soldiers started to fight the crystal! Qianhe's two are also fighting fast, who can win this finals? !"

As long as you blow up the opponent's crystal, you will win!

Now both crystals are being attacked.

Everyone held their breath, witnessing the upcoming championship——

In the end, Fenghua's second wave of soldiers entered the crystal, fought the 1% for Qi Linfeng, completed the mission, and exploded Qianhe's crystal!

A few seconds later, Qianhe will win!

Without any suspense, Qi Linfeng's precise algorithm and decisive decision won this match for Fenghua!

The commentator said excitedly: "Let's congratulate the overall champion of this year's international competition - Fenghua! Congratulations to them for winning consecutive championships!!!"

Shouts and cheers resounded throughout the hall!

"Fenghua! Fenghua! Fenghua!!!"

The computer screen displayed the word "Victory", and Fenghua's members took off their earphones, and embraced Qi Linfeng excitedly.

Qi Linfeng was tense.

Afraid of calculation mistakes, too much pressure, thin cold sweat oozes from his forehead, his hand speed is too fast, and his left hand can't exert strength for a while.

This game was very tiring...

With the support of his teammates, Qi Linfeng found a nearby live broadcast camera, and once again showed his signature uninhibited smile, and gestured to the camera.

their agreement.

The man moved his lips and sent a message across the air, the word silent.

I won.