The eSports King’s Crush

This made his brows wrinkle slightly. He changed his position, reached out with a free hand, and turned off the wall light.

The light went out.

The entire base sank into an unprecedented peace until 8:30 AM the next day. The five of them tidied up properly and got into the company’s business van.

Feng Nai did not continue to sleep this time.

Although he was still wearing a mask, his zipper up to his chin, his eyes were much colder than before.

Panda ate three steamed buns at one go on-board so that he would be full of physical strength.

“Once we enter later, we’ll take care of styling first. It won’t take very long. Then we’ll return to the waiting room. Twenty minutes before the opening, we’ll settle everything. There won’t be any time to run to the washroom after we’re in, so take note of that too.”

This was indeed different from the previous two times.

Their nervousness could be felt in the vehicle, so who knew how much worse it would be when they arrived at the venue.

The National Preliminaries…

The top ten teams in the nation would emerge through several stages of screening in the preliminaries and contend to become the true champion battle team.

One could imagine what this meant.

Almost every person who played eSports had a dream in their heart: to become a national champion and stand on the world arena to bring glory to their country.

It could be said that this was a great event.

Countless people had their eyes fixed on it.

The all-stars era of eSports had already arrived.

The fans were in the venue.

Reporters stood outside.

Countless people were present.

Even though this was only the municipality competition, there was no difference.

Calls of support were heard everywhere, and some people had come really early to get in line.

The fans’ faces were painted with the logos of battle teams they supported, their features brimming with distinctive enthusiasm.

When Feng Nai and the rest of the team alighted, they were surrounded from all sides.

However, security officers were controlling the scene, so everything went very smoothly.

Besides, Feng Nai’s aura was very strong when he was in front of people. It was both cold and indifferent, attracting screams all around him.

Mo Bei could faintly hear loud shouts of fighting from the back.

This momentarily gave her pause.

When she lifted her eyes and looked at the huge screen, she somehow saw a kind of illusion.

Those people were still here.

She hadn’t heard these sounds in too long.

The last time, she’d still been wearing the battle team jacket Master had given her and standing in the waiting room in Milan while watching those people get on the stage.

At the time, she hadn’t qualified to compete because of her age and experience. Neither of them had been sufficient.

That was why Master had covered her with her jacket.

It hadn’t been the team uniform of Sovereign Union, but China’s national uniform.

That year, they had represented China in the international competition and clinched the only world championship for China.

Ever since, those images would be played on the screens during every National Preliminaries.

The reason Mo Bei stopped was because she saw the game ID that she had once been very familiar with: Spades Z.

Panda had also noticed where his brother was looking. Realizing that he had blanked out, he pulled at him. “Stunned by how brilliant it all is? I was also really shocked when I first saw it. It’s way too cool.”

Mo Bei made an “mm” sound coolly before reaching out to pull up the hood of her battle team jacket. Her dark locks fell and covered her eyes, concealing her emotions.

Only the people who knew her would know upon seeing this action that she had to do it.

After all, some people held the traces of one’s entire youth.

When one saw those people, the tears in one’s eyes would surge endlessly, like stars seeping out late at night…