Chapter 673
The eSports King's Crush
Translator: 549690339
The atmosphere in Black Flameâs room had been off.
Mo bei was not someone who would take âlikingâ seriously.
Therefore, no matter what she coldly said, it would not affect the competition.
But even so, their emotions would be different from usual.
Not to mention Panda and the others.
This had happened too suddenly.
If it was before a match, professional teams would have a way to relieve their mental pressure.
But today, everything was different.
It was inevitable to be frustrated.
Professional players.
He was not a God.
The outcome of the battle could not be completely predicted.
Many people had been scolded to the point that they wanted to end their professional careers because they had lost.
And how many people had made it through and become indestructible?
Simply like games?
That wasnât enough for them to get to where they were now.
It was the same for North.
What supported her was never just love.
Her gaze fell on her left hand.
As long as he didnât play as an assassin.
The left domain wouldnât be seen through.
But in that case, unless she wasnât playing as a support ...
âBlack Flameâs attitude seems a little off.â
âPlay properly later.â
âCaptain, are you serious? are we going to take this opportunity to advance?â
The captain glanced sideways,âdid I say something like that?â Itâs their problem if their condition isnât right. What we need to do is to fight well. â
âYouâre right. â âItâs a good thing there arenât many people who like us,âthe man chuckled.â The clubâs reputation is also big. â
The manager, who was listening at the side, had blue veins popping out on his forehead. He couldnât take it anymore.âIs it a good thing that few people like you? Also, what do you mean by not famous? Even if thatâs the case, who talks about their own team like that!â
He was simply about to die of anger!
Most importantly, the advisor of the enemy team, Feng Yi, was standing beside him.
Little Rascals, canât you let me show off in front of my old friend!
âManager Wu, youâre still so energetic.â Feng Yi adjusted his glasses, his smile still on.
Wu Ming had a shadow in his heart when he faced this person. âYouâre not worried about Black Flame?â
âOf course Iâm worried,â Feng Yi let out a long sigh.âTheyâre still kids. How can they bear such a bad reputation?â
Wu Minggang felt that this person finally had a conscience and didnât use his business philosophy to measure the team.
âOld Wu, did you think I would say that?â he smiled.
Wu Mingâs eyes widened.
Feng Yi took off his glasses and wiped them slowly.âIf he canât even resolve this psychological pressure, then heâs useless. Iâll find an opportunity to get black Flame to replace King.â
Wu Ming opened his mouth and said,âk, is he really your nephew?â
âAlthough I donât want to admit it, it is.â Feng Yi put on his glasses again and smiled in a business-like manner.âAlright, thereâs still a bunch of things to deal with outside. Knowing that the right team is you, thereâs nothing to worry about.â
âF * ck!â Wu Ming cursed,âwho are you looking down on?â
âIâm not looking down on you. â Feng Yi glanced sideways.âThe teams youâve brought up will all give it their all. Itâs time for a good team to let her find the fun in a match.â
He?
K?
Wu Ming was initially a little touched when he heard this.
Only after that did they react.
Damn it, after all that talk, they were still being sparring partners.
He was almost tricked by Fox Fengâs flowery words again!
âWe won against black Flame!â When Wu Ming faced his own team member, his face was dark.
âAh?â
Wu Ming: âwe won. The Europe tour!â
âHas old Wu gone crazy?â
âIt seems like we have to win the Europe tour!â