As soon as the game time arrived, the Qiwu team of the Purple Square Legion directly chose to surrender.

The situation has become like this now, and it is indeed meaningless to continue fighting.

Soon, the purple square base crystal exploded in a twisted light, and during this period, it was accompanied by a voice of a potato classmate who was still unsatisfied:

"Hey? I'm giving up now-"

As he was not satisfied with this game, he thought about collecting the number of people.

On the other side, Qi Wu stood up from his seat with a dark face and silent voice, while the other team members on the side looked dejected.

The gap in strength is really too big...

From the top laner, the jungler's jungler all the way to the support, no matter where the position is, the players of the back team on the opposite side can easily defeat them.

Let's take a look at the final comparison of the number of people -

23 to 5.

Damn, this is simply that their purple square legion was tortured by the slaughter of grass on the ground!?

Before the members of Qiwu team followed Qiwu to the headquarters of Scorpio Group today, they never thought that they would be tortured to death by an unknown small team.

After all, they are teams with an average strength of about 3. If they can participate in the 16-school league that just ended recently, they can at least reach the semi-finals, but how come they become so vulnerable when they face this back team?

...

"How is it, Awu, are you convinced?"

Zhao Haisong looked at Qi Wu and asked with a smile.

He is in a very good mood now. On the one hand, because he has seen the true strength of the back team with his own eyes, the surprises brought to him by this team far exceed expectations; on the other hand, Qi Wu's team was beaten up, and I believe that the young master of the group should have nothing to say about his sponsorship investment contract.

After Zhao Haisong asked this, Qi Wu's expression changed again.

After a while, he nodded unwillingly: "They are quite powerful."

More than just amazing?

Giving such an evaluation is just because Qi Wu can't accept that the gap in strength between his own team and the back team will be so huge.

Zhao Haisong also knew the awkwardness in Qi Wu's heart at this moment, but he didn't need to care about this.

Anyway, as long as the result is to convince the young master of the group.

"Wait a moment--"

Just as Zhao Haisong cleared his throat and was about to continue saying something, he was suddenly interrupted by Qi Wu.

Zhao Haisong was stunned, and at the same time, Lin Xiao and others from the back team not far away were also attracted by the voice.

Zhao Haisong frowned slightly: "Awu, what's wrong?"

He felt a little headache. He obviously played this game, so didn't Qi Wu give up?

However, the next moment, Qi Wu's eyes looked at Tudou among the back team members, and reached out to point at the other party:

"Let me play another game with him!"

...

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present was surprised and surprised.

“Eh?”

Tudou was confused, then reacted and pointed at himself, looking surprised: "Am I?"

Qi Wu changed into a vicious expression: "Yes, Tudou isn't it? Let's have a solo game!"

He was already convinced of the game he lost before, but aside from the jungler's electric magnetic bar on the other side, Jiang Ran in the mid lane and someone in the bottom lane had nothing to do with him. Qi Wu was full of frustration about Tudou who had just played against him.

Indeed, in the game just now, his Rambo was suppressed so much!

He didn't perform as well as he should!

All else can be recognized, but his own top laner position would never be able to admit defeat so easily!

“Solo?”

Lin Xiao scratched his head and looked at Tudou for advice: "What do you think Tudou?"

Tudou looked excited: "Okay, okay, then solo!"

I didn't have a good time just now, so he was simply welcomed by both hands to Qi Wu's invitation.

But after saying that, he remembered something again, looked at Qi Wu and added seriously:

"By the way, I'm mashed potatoes, not potatoes."

Qi Wu: "..."

...

When Qi Wu and Tudou sat down again in front of their respective computers, the solo battle began.

This time, in order to get back the face he had just lost, Qi Wu specially selected a top-single hero with extremely strong laning, Desert Butcher Rekton.

Top single crocodile!

In Qi Wu's opinion, even if the potato mashed potato on the opposite side is used to fight, it will never be as good as before in front of his crocodile.

But no doubt, he was wrong.

Not to mention that he is a crocodile at the level of 3, even if he is a top laner player at the Master King level, Potato's mad dog Olaf swung his two axes and did it all the same as cutting melons and vegetables.

Even Jiang Haojie, who is currently participating in the World Finals in London, England, never dared to say that his crocodile will definitely win when facing Olaf of Potato.

And being able to treat sword blades as the top single in the national server is so cautious, now with Qi Wu's level of drilling 3, it's really not enough to put it in front of Olaf of Potato...

So, the solo of this game lasted only 4 minutes from the beginning to the end.

Four minutes later, the picture on the computer screen in front of Qi Wu turned into a bleak black and white tone.

Qi Wu was a little dazed, as if he couldn't accept the fact that he was easily defeated by Olaf on the opposite side again.

On the side is an electric magnetic rod shaking his head and sighing:

"I can't think about it when I fight with Potato's Olaf Solo..."

Jiang Ran nodded in agreement.

...

"Hey, are you here yet?"

Potato, who won another round of solo, was still unsatisfied and greeted Qi Wu warmly not far away.

Qi Wu's mouth twitched when Tudou said this.

But in the end, he waved his hand with a dark face and said in a muffled voice: "You are amazing, you won't come!"

This is also one of Qi Wu's character advantages. Although he is usually a bit rebellious and above his gaze, if he meets a real master, even if he is unwilling to accept his loss, he can still be honest and convinced.

The potato is now defeated by the mad dog Olaf.

"That's it... OK."

Tudou regretted it, and he followed him without hesitation to send comfort to Qi Wu:

"It's okay, I'm the number one Olaf in the country, and there's no shame in losing to me."

"Although you're a little worse, your playing style is still very straightforward!"

Qi Wu couldn't help but his eyelids twitched again:

Such words... are not comforting at all!

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Chapter completed!