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029 Before the Storm Comes

"The 60kg class? I only played for two months, and then I was promoted to the 110kg class. Because 60kg is too easy for me, my training has been based on 110kg from the beginning, and 60 is just

Out of curiosity I want to know more.”

Seeing that no matter how much he said, it seemed that he couldn't move Long Yi, Weslin simply said: "Have you ever seen my Nine Tails?"

Long Yi hesitated for a moment, but did not tell Weslin that he had watched his game before, "No."

"Then you should see him, he will surprise you!"

"If everyone wants to see his robot, how busy will I be? I know your purpose is to get my approval and join my Dragon God Team, right?"

After saying that, Long Yi turned around and stared at Weslin and the others.

"I know the field army very well. Many players like you are not rich. The cost of maintenance of fighting robots and repairs after each game is a lot of money, but it is different if you have a team. At least these

The team will be responsible for the things, so you can save a lot of resources. To put it bluntly, you just want to take advantage of the team, right?"

Long Yi saw through their thoughts at a glance, because this kind of thing often happened in the past.

However, although Weslin and his team did have this in their plan, the real reason was because they wanted to participate in international competitions.

When Long said this, as if he was a parasite sucking the blood of the team, Weslin gradually became serious.

"Actually, it doesn't matter to me whether I have those resources or not. The reason why I want to challenge you and join your team is because I want my strength to be recognized. The most important thing is that I want to participate in the competition in three months.

International competition!”

"Participate in an international competition?" Long Yi frowned slightly, "Is it just you?"

"That's right! Just rely on me!"

"Then you know, this is a 110kg competition? What do you bring to the competition?"

Weslin's eyes flickered a little, and he turned his face to one side and said, "I will find a way myself!"

Long Yi was silent for a moment and responded mercilessly: "If you really had a way, you would have thought of it long ago. In fact, there is nothing you can do now."

"That's why we come to challenge you! How about we have a bet! We use a 60-kilogram robot to compete with you, and you decide the rules! If we win, let us join your team and participate in the international competition.

Competition! If we lose, we will not pester you from now on!" Ran Xiaolei said.

However, Long Yi shook his head, "I have no need to accept your challenge. This result is obviously meaningless to me."

After saying that, Long Yi passed between them and planned to leave the rooftop.

"How will you know if you don't give it a try! Weslin is really good!" Ran Xiaolei was still trying to win, but Long Yi had no intention of looking back.

Snap!

As he walked past Weslin, someone grabbed his wrist.

Long Yi glanced at his wrist and saw that Weslin was holding him tightly, and his eyes stayed on the side of his face.

Weslin was seen lowering his head, with the bangs on his forehead blocking his eyes. He looked different from before, as if his whole body was full of fighting spirit.

A stream of blood seemed to slowly rise around his body.

"In the past, many people have said this to me. We feel that we can see the outcome of everything, and that a field soldier like me will never be able to enter the professional hall, but in the end, I always use a weaker weapon than them.

The robot defeated them. Although it was a bit of luck, but if I don’t have some skills, no amount of luck can help me win!”

Speaking of this, Wei Silin slowly looked at Long Yi.

At this moment, when Long Yi saw Weslin's eyes, a terrifying picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

He seemed to see a terrifying wolf emerging behind him, with a pair of blood-red eyes staring at him fiercely!

This kind of aura is impossible to possess without strong desire and wildness from the bottom of your heart.

At this time, there is a kind of momentum coming out of ten thousand armies!

Long Yi had to admit that at this moment, he was shocked by Weslin's eyes.

"Although my robot is not in the same kilogram class as yours, it is not a problem for me! Because from the beginning to now... I have always been fighting across levels! Every one of my opponents is on a level higher than mine.

high!"

Weslin's words and the firm and confident anticipation when he spoke were completely different from before.

Now, he has been completely inspired to fight.

Even Ran Xiaolei, who was standing aside at the moment, had a slight smile on her lips, looking at him with eyes full of approval.

"Beautiful! This is the Weslin I know! No matter who the opponent is, as long as his fighting spirit is ignited, even Zeus cannot stop him!"

Ran Xiaolei had to admit that the reason why she was able to support Wei Silin all the way was not only because they were childhood sweethearts, but also because of her understanding of him and his dream.

She believed that one day, Weslin would stand on the stage that belonged to him!

Long Yi quietly stared at Weslin's firm eyes, and after a moment of hesitation, he suddenly raised his hand and shook off Weslin who was grabbing his wrist.

"I'm sorry, I've said this a lot in the past. Although our Dragon God Team is a newly formed team, not everyone can join."

After saying that, Long Yi turned around and walked towards the stairs leading to the rooftop.

Seeing that Long Yi finally rejected Wei Silin, Ran Xiaolei shouted at his back: "If you miss Wei Silin, you will definitely regret it!"

"Yeah... maybe."

"Forget it, let him go!" Weslin suddenly said: "I will prove myself with my strength. The person I am targeting will never leave so easily!"

Wang Yuan has never seen such a stylish Weslin. He dares to show such firm belief in the face of a stronger opponent than himself. It is really impressive.

At this moment, Weslin slowly raised his head and looked at the sky with a white cloud floating above his head.

Thin clouds blocked the sunlight, giving off a faint fairyland-like halo.

The halo fell on Weslin's body, as if his dreams were used as fuel, and his whole body was on fire.

At this moment, Weslin seems to be more dazzling than ever.

Plop!

Suddenly, Weslin sat down on the ground.

"Ah! Weslin! What's wrong with you!"

Wang Yuan and Ran Xiaolei immediately ran over to check on him.

I saw Weslin's tongue hanging out, his eyes sparkling, and foaming at the mouth.

When Ran Xiaolei saw this, she punched him hard on the head, "This useless guy! He's suffering from heatstroke!"

"Heat stroke? I thought he was concave!"


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