the second time.

This is the second time that the north of Yinshan has fallen.

Again, with or without the city.

This game will be judged as Tianxia Hongtu won.

The mood of the fans can be imagined.

The commentator also shook his head: "I really didn't expect that this match would really become Tianxia Hongtu's rookie show. It seems that in some respects, the Dimension is still a little lacking."

"It's normal." The narrators analyzed everything: "Although there are many masters in the Dimension, all of these masters have their own problems. For example, in the north of Yinshan, you and I both know that age and opponent speed definitely have a certain value. Influence, this is the first competition of the Dimension, and there will be two more in a while. They are completely newbies, 5V5, they will not be easy to fight, if this continues, I am afraid that they will lose the second game, and there is no chance for a team battle."

"North of Yinshan has been revived again. This time, he should stay on guard a little longer. The members of the Imperial Alliance team sitting outside the arena must be in a bad mood..."

To broadcast live, we must show the status to everyone.

Following the narrator's words, the camera moved away and aimed at Qin Mo's position.

Surprisingly, there was no extra emotion on that elegant and handsome face, but her slender fingers were pressing on the bluetooth headset on her left side.

The narrator's eyes were startled: "Could it be that Qin Mo is planning to use up the call right now."

Each team leader has one chance to talk to the members.

This is an adjustment that the final group has only made in the past two years.

But everyone knows that this call is too important.

Another commentator expressed his puzzlement: "If I were Qin Mo, I would never use the call opportunity here. There will be a 2V2 next, compared to the current 1V1 which cannot be saved no matter what. It makes more sense to use it in 2V2."

"That's true, but he did press the earphones. In this case, let us listen to what Qin Mo has to say."

Game sound effects are masked.

Then came Qin Mo's voice, through the bluetooth headset, not only reached the audience's ears, but also reached Yin Wuyao's ears: "Hand speed has nothing to do with age, since you decided to come back, why not prove it This sentence."

that's it?

The narrator paused.

They deliberately set aside time to hear how Qin Mo would give technical guidance to the north of Yinshan Mountain.

But now, just this one sentence?

However, the boy sitting on the long bench felt that only one sentence was enough.

When Bo Jiu heard that sentence, the corners of Bo Jiu's mouth slightly curled up.

Yin Wuyao, who was wearing earphones, was shocked even more.

Immediately afterwards, the eyes were lifted up, and those eyes looked at the screen in front of them.

Memories of the past spread from the mind to the limbs.

The night I got kicked out of the club.

He lay in bed, smoking constantly, and didn't want to go anywhere.

He also told himself that if he didn't forget it, he would indeed be old.

But I can't persuade myself.

He still wants to fight again.

I'm really sad that I didn't win the championship.

For a professional player, nothing is more difficult than not having a game to play.

It's not that I didn't think about going to other clubs.

But everyone thinks the same.

He is getting old, and his hand speed is no longer good...