my name is blitz

When he exited the battle room and returned to the arena hall, the expression on Fang Liang's face was obviously not very good-looking, and several teammates beside him also looked listless with their heads drooping.

As for the player who gave away the most heads in the whole game, the prince player who was crushed into a dog by Blitz's jungle robot from the beginning to the end, even lowered his head as if he was looking for a hole to drill into.

As the battle ended, more than 30 students from the two classes who watched the battle also retreated from the spectator room one after another. A light flashed alternately in front of the competition stone platform, and everyone who returned to the arena hall surrounded the players of the two teams. In the middle.

"Hahahaha, congratulations, Blade, you beat the opponent 9 to 2, and the fight was really elated—"

Zhen Wei leaned forward and punched Bai Renruo Kongshou affectionately on the shoulder, laughing and congratulating him.

The other students in Class 1 of Xinchuan also stepped forward to congratulate:

"It was a beautiful game!"

"Just now Xiaolong picked up the prince's head for nothing, isn't that cool enough?"

"It's time to celebrate tonight!"

Bai Jianru Karan, who successfully won the game, was also in a good mood at this time, grinning and smiling modestly: "Generally, our victory is also inseparable from everyone's support..."

The Chunliang Little Iron Spear on the side moved to Ye Xiaoru's side with a shy face:

"Squad leader, I won this competition too, shouldn't it be time for you to express..."

"Huh? It means—" Ye Xiaoru rolled her eyes, but she put on a puzzled look: "What do you mean?"

Chunliang Little Iron Spear, who was looking forward to hearing this, suddenly lost his expression and said depressedly: "Master Squad Leader, didn't we promise to give some rewards if we won the game, how could you go back on your word—"

A hint of cunning flashed across Ye Xiaoru's face, and she snorted coquettishly and said, "I mean it's not enough to win, look at your whole game, you just hit soy sauce a few times, you just went down the road to chase down the opponent When I was in ez, I also let go of my eq second combo skills, and my performance was so poor, you still have the nerve to ask me to express it?"

Chunliang Little Iron Spear choked when he heard the words, but his auxiliary prince did not have much sense of presence in this match. He was speechless for a while, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence:

"Isn't this a support that I don't play very well? If you let me play the top order..."

"There are so many excuses," Ye Xiaoru curled her lips: "Anyway, it's a fact that you beat water this time, so don't argue anymore. Xiaoxue's ice shooter is better than you, and she took two heads."

"Isn't Xiaoxue an ADC, why should I compete with her as an assistant—" Chunliang Little Iron Spear dejectedly argued.

"Then there's your robot, you can't compare to it—" Speaking of which, Ye Xiaoru seemed to suddenly think of something: "Yes, this competition is simply a performance show of your robot!"

Zhen Wei, who had just finished congratulating the white sword into the empty hand, also came over at this moment, and he was refreshed when he heard the conversation between the two: "Yes, Ouyang, where did you find the master of your robot, it is simply a carry. rhythm!"

On the side, everyone in Class 1 of Xinchuan heard that they were talking about robots, and they all swarmed over to echo:

"That's right, in the early stage, the purple side played the wild prince, and in the middle stage, the 1v2 double kill, the robot is a master—"

"***, I haven't seen a robot that can play wild, and play it so wretchedly and disgustingly..."

"Hey, where are the robots?"

"Where is the robot god? Give me the entire signature——"

The topic shifted to the robot that had previously made a big splash in the audience, and everyone in Class 1 of the New Legend began to look left and right to find Blitzcrank.

The next moment, they saw the rusty metal figure beside Bing Lingxue not far away.

"Robot God! Take me to double black together!!"

"God, I also like to play support, but every time I support my teammate ADC into a super ghost, can you give me some pointers?"

"And me and me!"

... A group of people swarmed up and surrounded Blitz. The latter had never encountered such a battle before. He was at a loss by the enthusiastic fans, and subconsciously turned his eyes to Bing Bing aside for help. Lingxue.

But Bing Lingxue, who was standing outside the crowd, just smiled and watched Britz being surrounded by the crowd, and didn't intend to help out at all.

Just as Blitz was dizzy from the chirping sound, a commotion not far away relieved it.

Everyone's eyes subconsciously followed the prestige, only to see that everyone from Class 2 of Xinchuan was walking towards this side, and the leader was the five members of the purple team headed by Fang Liang.

The enthusiastic atmosphere of the people in class 1 suddenly quieted down, and all eyes turned to the captain of the blue team, who went straight into the empty hand.

Looking at Fang Liang who was leading the team, Bai Jianruo narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a calm tone, "What's the matter, we won this game, right?"

This is really a bit embarrassing. Just now, the purple side took the initiative to vote 5-0 to surrender. Where is there any controversy about the outcome?

Fang Liang, who was stabbed by the white sword with empty hands, had an even uglier expression on his face, but if he loses, he loses, and the hard truth cannot be disputed, so he could only say with a livid face, "I lost this time. If you find foreign aid like robots, you are considered amazing—"

"Tsk tsk, if you lose, you lose, so what's the point of 'you lose', to put it nicely, you can have face?" The pure little iron spear beside him sneered.

"It is said that our robot foreign aid is very good, if you have the ability, you can also find one?" the melancholy beet curled her lips.

Fang Liang was so angry that his complexion turned blue and red again, and finally he could only snort heavily, and said a cruel sentence: "You wait, I will definitely find it this time—"

After speaking, he turned around and left quickly with a group of people.

Chunliang Little Iron Spear still didn't forget to yell at Fang Liang's leaving figure:

"Hey, don't forget the 00 yuan bet you agreed—"

Fang Liang, who hadn't gone far, paused again, and responded loudly, somewhat angrily:

"I don't care about this little money!"

Then he took another stride and strode away from this place that made him feel ashamed.

Looking at the leaving figures of everyone in Class 2 of Xin Chuan, Ye Xiaoru couldn't help snorting: "That Fang Liang, just wanted to save face, this time you won by Yang Ren, and you will definitely try to win back next time, you have to pay attention point."

"It's okay, let them come once and we will torture you once!" Bai Renrui waved his hand grandly and confidently let out a bold statement.

"If we can get 00 yuan every time, we can all get rich by relying on it~" Chunliang Xiaotiemao rubbed his chin and giggled.

"Well, Fang Liang, he suffered such a big loss at our hands this time, if he wants to make trouble again next time, he will definitely be prepared..." The melancholy beet with a calmer personality pondered for a while Fan, a little worried: "Anyway, I have an ominous premonition."

Britz scratched his head when he heard the words, but his thoughts wandered elsewhere.

"I have a bad feeling."

Speaking of...this sentence...in the past...but...Galen's...mantra...however, since he met Katerina, he has consciously quit this phrase that is often on his lips ... A group of people from Class 2 of Xinchuan walked out of the arena hall.

The ez player who was following Fang Liang said unwillingly, "Liangzi, let's admit it like this?"

"Damn it, you can only carry 5 runes, and your talent can't point out many useful things. You can't use it without flashing or igniting. This game is too handicapped... I feel aggrieved when I lose." The promising player echoed.

"Admit it?"

Fang Liang, who was walking at the front, stopped, turned around and looked at the crowd, and said with a gloomy expression, "Of course we can't just let it go. We must get this place back—"

"But speaking of it, that robot is really powerful..."

The Qin female player whispered something, but it fell into Fang Liang's ears. This game was indeed defeated by the blue robot on the opposite side.

Fang Liang, who was poked in the sore spot, suddenly looked ugly again, and then said viciously: "It's terrible, that is, we don't have [Flash] here, if we can bring [Flash] just now, then the robot's hook can hook one by one like this." allow?"

As he spoke, he seemed to think of something, and his face calmed down a little, but he looked even more gloomy: "Yang Ren and the others can't find help, so we are not allowed to ask for foreign aid?"

"Using a robot to play jungle, what kind of mess? It's just shit if you win this time."

"I know a master, the blind monk is absolutely top-notch in jungle play. Next time I find him to fight the battle, I have to torture this robot to death—"

(To be continued)