No matter what, with the daily high imitation character cos and real-person dubbing, and with the translation of various messy news about "What do foreigners think of China's glorious national team?", fans' longing emotions were finally appeased.
The days flew by, and soon it was the day of the opening ceremony of the World Invitational Tournament.
July 16, 7pm local time.
Beijing time, early morning of July 17th.
Countless glory lovers risked their lives, regardless of having to go to work early tomorrow morning, and stayed in front of the TV to watch the opening ceremony of the World Invitational Tournament.
July 16, 8pm local time.
The largest stadium in Zurich was packed with people.
All the lights in the venue were extinguished, and then the colorful lights on the dome staggered and fell. The holographic projection slowly rotated in the center of the venue, spreading out from the blue water polo to a huge world map. The lines on the map were crisscrossed like dragons and snakes, outlining the territorial boundaries of various countries. Next
For a moment, brilliance flourished, and everywhere in the world where the Glory Game was spread, it lit up at the same time——
Then, light and shadow changed, and the years passed by, and the twelve years of glory were counted from the beginning.
The earth shook, and the world suddenly shattered. The maps of the sixteen participating countries flew up from it and evenly circled the stadium in a circle. The players from the sixteen countries sat in a ring around the stadium, and the rooster-shaped map was
Xu Xufei landed in front of the 14 Chinese team players. The sharp swords crossed their wings and shone brightly above the map.
The map lights up.
Novice village, wilderness, dungeon, main city... NPCs are generated, monsters are generated, characters appear on the land one by one, it is so crowded...
The first zone is open.
The second zone is open.
Then, there was a turmoil of fighting and fighting, and countless characters took turns to fight. The scene was fixed fiercely, and the huge map of China was completely stained without knowing when.
The dazzling red maple team emblem hangs high in the sky. Under the red light, a figure in black clothes and black armor stands with a spear, looking in all directions.
"I'll wipe it."
Zhang Jiale muttered softly. He didn't know what the theme of the images in front of the players from other countries was, and he didn't have the intention to look at it. The Chinese team was obviously focused on the league's tenth league champion. And this, for the fourth-placed team,
For Zhang Jiale, who has won the championship for zero times in the finals, it is really heartbreaking...
The holographic image rotated three times, and the red maple and the God of War were frozen three times on this map. Then, the black and red King of Fighters roared vigorously, the magicians flew wantonly on the green grass, and the sword and the curse stood opposite each other in the blue water...
…
A burst of brilliance rose from the muzzle of the Shattering Frost Fire. Finally, under the red and white cross flames, someone stood holding an umbrella and looking ahead.
It was the glorious professional league that they had experienced for ten years, for which they were happy, for which they were sad, for which they poured out their passion and for which they burned all their hearts and souls.
There was silence on the contestants' bench, and if you listened carefully, there was only the sound of heavy breathing one after another. Zhang Jiale, Wang Jiexi, Zhang Xinjie, Yu Wenzhou, Huang Shaotian, Su Mucheng, Chu Yunxiu, Xiao Shiqin... One after another, they sat up straight, even if they were as lazy as usual.
Ye Xiu also lost his usual careless smile at this moment.
That's their struggle.
That is their youth.
Professional players, especially Chinese professional players, are in the final analysis a non-mainstream profession. Schools do not do their job properly, and parents regard it as a scourge. From time to time, the mainstream media shouts about "cancer", "restrictions" and "who ruined teenagers". Can you sit still?
The luckiest people here have fought hard and sincerely, and the worst luck ones have had a breakup between father and son and have not returned for ten years.
It’s just that with a passion, I got to where I am today.
It's been three years, four years,...more than ten years. I'm used to people pointing fingers, used to being spoken with disdain, used to being told, "I'm just a game player."
...But it turns out that some people look at it, and some people remember it in their hearts. Some people use this way to engrave the past for them, and use this way to say to them, you are worthy of being proud.
The red and white colors suddenly faded away. On the huge map of China, the mountains were towering and the rivers were surging, revealing the original appearance of the vast land. Suoxar, a shot through the clouds, Wang Buliu left, the sound of rain at night... beams of brilliance
After descending, the holographic projections stood silently on the field one by one, forming a solemn array behind Lord Grim, with wild geese wings forming a row.
This is their fight.
And now, the first battle is coming.
The desktop in front of the players' seats slid open to both sides silently. The display rose, the keyboard rose, the mouse rose, the headphones rose, the login rose... Although not everyone is used to it, it is a complete set of operations.
Equipment is presented in front of each player.
"Please all contestants light the torch."
Chinese, English, French, German, Italian, Russian, Japanese, Korean... the voice broadcast resounded through the venue over and over again, and the text was refreshed on the screen over and over again. On the computer screen in front of the professional players, there were
On the holographic map farther away, one... one... appeared at the same time.
"Boss?"
"So, the way we light the sacred fire is to defeat the boss?"
"Whoever defeats the boss first will light up the flame first?"
The contestants, who were not informed at all in advance, were stunned.jpg
This idea is too big...
"Okay, form a team, form a team." Ye Xiu yelled in the team channel, "You all know the formation, no need for me to explain it, everyone should be alert, the person with the lowest output will not play tomorrow -
—Oh no this time!"
"Sanren t!" Yu Wenzhou, Xiao Shiqin, and Zhang Xinjie replied in unison.
They are all god-level figures, and no one knows how to fight. Besides, it is just an opening ceremony, and the organizers don’t want to cause a group annihilation to look bad, so the difficulty of the boss is higher than the ordinary 20-man version. One of the masters said
Joking and joking, they really turned this serious international occasion into a game of teaming up to play a dungeon.
To be honest, it's easier than the dungeon. The boss can be seen just by looking up, and the dungeon has to know the way - back then, Ye Xiu accidentally got high while chatting, and there were times when he got lost and couldn't turn back.
In One Autumn Leaf, Tang San fought side by side and rushed forward. The sound of rain at night disturbed the sea and the immeasurable wings swept the formation. Ghosts wept on the mountain and all living beings were destroyed. He sat in the center and firmly protected the stone from turning.
Soxar, Dancing Orange Wind, Dazzling Flowers, Windy City Misty Rain standing far away, Wang Buliuxing, One Shot Cloud and Lord Grim weaving in and out of the team, sometimes rushing forward, sometimes retreating, and sometimes pulling back.
He kept turning around with that boss in his sights.
Everyone moved forward and retreat freely and cooperated tacitly. The boss went berserk twice without causing any trouble to the team.
In only about ten minutes, the boss roared and fell to the ground. A bunch of fireworks exploded from it, and the entire map of China was lit up——
"Hahahahahahaha, I'm willing to accept defeat. I'm willing to accept defeat! Lao Ye, you don't want to play tomorrow!"