Now, she was back with a different identity, name, and game ID.
She hadn’t told anyone.
She still felt lonely.
However, this time, she had a goal…
Mo Bei dropped her eyes again.
She would get back everything that her brother was owed.
Feng Nai had also noticed the difference in her.
His light-colored eyes looked over.
Trouble Lin’s Little Brother didn’t quite seem like the type to get nervous.
“Just look for my signal after we go in.”
Feng Nai strolled into the waiting room after lazily saying these words.
Mo Bei watched that slender, aloof back. Her brows lifted for a moment. She seemed to have heard those words before.
He had also said that back when she had been playing with the SweetDisciple account.
However, if he was playing the assassin position, watching for his signals would indeed ensure that no major problems would occur.
Mo Bei knew very well what the assistant and Wang Dongdong were worried about.
They were not afraid that she would be lousy, but probably that she would inhibit Feng Nai’s development.
Hence, even now, Wang Dongdong was still sending her messages, saying, “Don’t play so aggressively. Just play as a support would. Do not use the jungling ability.”
Mo Bei only gave the message a glance before she turned off her phone. Her profile was very cold. The champion she would use would only be decided on the petition stage…
They first had to go to the waiting room for styling.
Then, they would wait for the opening.
At this point, the players no longer needed to look at anything.
Relaxing and staying in the right condition was their priority right now.
One-minute countdown.
The emcee entered the scene directly with two shoutcasters standing beside him.
Everyone was formally dressed in well-ironed suits.
However, their tones were still joyous. “It’s the National Preliminaries. This day has finally e!”
“That’s right. I believe everyone is in the same mood I am right now. I’m so excited and eager to watch the first battle.” The shoutcaster then added, “I wonder which battle teams will be participating in the first battle.”
“Let me tell you, the first battle this time is amazing. It is totally a god-like confrontation.” The emcee was holding the cue cards. “Let me first talk about the promotion standards of this petition before it begins. Rules for team games: The oute will be decided in one match.”
“With such rules, wouldn’t it be quite difficult to play?”
“It is indeed stricter than the previous years, so we hope that every battle team will do its best. This way, they will live up to a year of hard work.”
“How will the MVP [1. Most valuable player] be chosen?”
“A national count will be held for every match, and the backstage will give us the most precise statistics. When the preliminaries end, the player with the most kills and most wins will bee this year’s MVP.”
“As I recall, last year’s MVP was King. That’s right, it was Dark Flares’ King. Today’s battle is also related to him. e on, the countdown is about to begin. Let us wele today’s peting battle teams.”
As the emcee’s voice faded, a ball of flame lit up the screen with a swish.
Then, the supportive shouts of the fans filled the venue.
The ments on the puter screen started flying.
This was the introduction of Dark Flares’ team members.
King, an assassin in the top ranks of the national server, MVP, able to create miracles even in the most hopeless situations, holder of the MVP record.
Panda, a mage in the top ranks of the national server, superb at crowd control. With him present, it would be very difficult for the opponent to jump in.
Han Xi, ADC in the top ranks of the national server, burst damage expert, in possession of a challenging level of consciousness, agile player, an existence that will give the opposing assassin a great headache.
Granny Gray, super-strong top-laner, great at one-against-three, unmatched in the late phase of the game.
Mo Nan, support.
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