Rebirth: National Crown Prince

Wan Zexi manipulated the character into the grass, and clicked on several letters with his slender white fingers very quickly.

Leng Yuan took a deep breath and clicked the mouse with a slightly stiff finger. A trace of anxiety flashed in her eyes. What should I do? I was a little nervous.

Cheers rang out in the stadium, and Leng Yuan felt her brain was a little hot at this moment. At this time, she felt a little disgusted with herself.

However, she was not the only one who was nervous. Qian Xu, Ji Mingliu and the others seemed to be calm on the surface, but in fact they were still a little nervous inside.

The multimedia cameras were shooting at the players who were playing in all directions. The commentator was also excited by the atmosphere in the field. "Today's game is interesting. This is a dark horse against the stars of the old team." Yao!"

"I'm more optimistic about Feiye this time. Xingyao is also good, but Feiye's average strength is higher." Another commentator smiled.

"No, no, after all, that is Xingyao, and it should not be underestimated. Although Xingyao lost consecutively in the domestic competition a few years ago, the Xingyao brought out by Mo Shen cannot be so weak." The commentator who spoke was none other than Mo Shangxie A loyal fan of Mo Shangxie, he also became an e-sports commentator because of Mo Shangxie.

Unexpectedly, Xingyao would participate in this year’s national competition.

Because it was a live broadcast, many netizens in Internet cafes were facing the computer, eating instant noodles and watching the game.

Many Internet cafe owners even took a look, including Mu Jiaoyang, the proprietress of the "Liangliang" Internet cafe.

Mu Jiaoyang raised his eyebrows, "Hey, they have entered the national competition. They are fast enough!"

Looking at the young man who flashed by in the camera from time to time, Mu Jiaoyang sighed. This boy looked very much like his father. He would be the focus of the crowd wherever he was. He was so good that it was hard not to pay attention to him.

Wan Zexi scanned the map and simulated the enemy's possible ambush locations in his mind.

However, even if he knew there was an ambush, the boy still chose a character and rushed forward, with his other hand on the mouse, ready to go.

"This player actually rushed forward, so fiercely!" the commentator shouted in surprise.

"I'm afraid I'm not too reckless. The map is very complicated. If you're not careful, you will fall into the trap carefully prepared by Fei Ye."

"Newcomers are indeed newcomers, and their experience is comparable to that of veteran players." Someone said disdainfully.

Wan Zexi's movement of the character is very simple. It is not as cool and gorgeous as before, but he rushes directly into the enemy camp.

The next second.

There was a click.

I don't know when, Black and White silently landed next to Long Live Master. At the same moment, both of them pressed the mouse, operated the keyboard, and launched a big move together.

Silver light filled the screen, and the two men turned around in an instant and gave the other person the final blow to the person who was not dead.

Just don't be too tacit.

In less than three minutes, two people on the other side died.

An assassin, an auxiliary.

The fit is seamless.

The atmosphere was suddenly ignited, and there were bursts of cheers in the stadium, including exclamations and praises.

"Oh my God, do these two people have an agreement? The tacit understanding is so good."

"Although I admit that this Long Live Lord has something, it is obviously because of Hei Hei Mo's sudden airborne landing, otherwise he might have died just now."

"Not necessarily. I heard that this Long Live Master is quite powerful."