"Hello everyone, everyone. This is the scene of the King of Glory Kings vs. Solo competition. After three days of fierce competition, the final champion was finally born. Let us welcome Nangong Yaoyao Shen on stage to receive the award with the warmest applause!!!"

The host said excitedly.

Nangong Yao pulled his collar and walked up.

Trophy, King's Ring, Glory Emperor-level Fighter, and Phoenix Skin. Each time these prizes were awarded, it caused a fierce shouting at the scene.

This is a championship game. Except for the championship, no one else ranked has to be given and cannot get any reward.

He played the game with both hands and stood aside, waiting for the award ceremony to end before he planned to leave.

However, the moment he turned around, he was stopped by Nangong Yao.

"Why haven't you left yet? I'm not willing to give up?" Nangong Yao walked slowly, with a faint smile on his lips.

Looking at Nangong Yao's teasing smile, he suddenly sighed slightly while playing games with both hands and said, "I have expected this result for a long time, so there is nothing to be willing to accept it. Today is mainly for you."

"For me?"

Nangong Yao's expression changed, he subconsciously took two steps back, and looked at him with a strange look.

"Don't get me wrong. Only when you and I play this game will your championship be meaningful. As for waiting for you to end the award ceremony, I am not waiting for you. If anyone else, I will stand here to show respect. The word "champion" is worth it."

He said calmly with his hands playing the game.

"Stop coming!"

Nangong Yao stared at his hands and played the game, "Don't say so noble. I have just learned how deep your routine is. Maybe he is numbing me and then making a comeback!"

Speaking of this, Nangong Yao's eyes were sharp and he continued: "But routines are just routines after all, they are evil ways and cannot be on the table! In the face of real strength, they are vulnerable. I can defeat you the first time, and I can defeat you the second time. Next time we face each other, you will definitely lose even worse!"

“No next time.”

Playing the game with both hands, shaking my head, "Just just now, I have uninstalled the Glory of Kings."

Nangong Yao was stunned and said in a daze: "Are you crazy!?"

"I'm not crazy."

After a pause, he played the game with both hands and said, "You have strength and talent, but your shortcomings are also obvious. If you are too cautious, it will limit your ability to perform in the long run. If you meet a bold and careful opponent, you will suffer a great loss."

"Have you taught me a lesson?"

Nangong Yao frowned, "What qualifications do you have to guide me? Your obvious shortcomings of your hand are so obvious, so why haven't you corrected them?"

“We’re different.”

Playing games with both hands slowly dissipated the thick fog on his left body. In an instant, the five soft left fingers on his left hand fell into Nangong Yao's eyes.

"You..." Looking at this scene, Nangong Yao was shocked all over, and a huge wave was stirred up in his heart. This... the left hand where the two hands were playing games was actually disabled!?

In that game just now, was the person in front of me always fighting against him with one hand?

Thinking of this, his back felt cold.

He played the game with both hands and said in a lonely tone, "You have the choice, my destiny is destined to heaven. Perhaps uninstalling the Glory of Kings is my best choice."

"No!!!"

Nangong Yao suddenly became excited and shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about!? Can you not cure your broken hand? Ah! With your talent, not fighting the King of Glory is a waste of talent!"

Excited, his body trembled a little.

"This is a crushing fracture, which requires a lot of money. My family is not rich." said calmly playing the game with both hands.

"What's this? I'll lend it to you!"

Nangong Yao stared at him, "After healing, we will fight another battle, I must beat you upright!"

Looking at Nangong Yao who looked serious, he suddenly laughed when he played games with both hands.

"Why are you laughing at?" Nangong Yao's eyes were surprised.

"I laugh at you for being simple..." He shook his head with his hands playing games, "You are cautious, but you are too emotional. This kind of personality is easily cheated of money in reality, but in the Glory of Kings, it is easy to feel pity for the enemy, leading to a turnaround. If you don't correct it, your title of champion will change hands soon." He said with his hands playing games.

Nangong Yao reacted instantly, pointed at his hands and played the game in disbelief and said, "You are lying to me!? You are actually lying to my feelings!!!?"

His mood is just a big yellow dog at this moment.

He shrugged his shoulders while playing with both hands and said, "I changed my hand to the custom dress-up function."

"Knock you!!!"

Nangong Yao was furious and his face turned red.

However, before he could completely explode, playing the game with both hands was already smiling and offline.

"Bastard! Bastard!" Nangong Yao felt that his IQ was insulted again, gritted his teeth in anger.

"Yao Shen, what's going on with you?"

Nangong Yao's assistant walked over with a look of surprise.

"That bastard actually lied to me for a shattered fracture of his left hand. I was merciful and planned to lend him money. If he knocked him, he actually replaced it with a custom dress-up function!" Nangong Yao looked angry.

“Custom dress-up?”

The assistant was stunned and said, "No, only players have it. I analyzed the contestants' battle information. He is just an ordinary account and has no permission to use the custom dress-up function."

"permission denied?"

The angry Nangong Yao stayed there suddenly.

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Jingcheng, in an ordinary house.

Su Li stared blankly at the game id floating in front of him and played the game with both hands. After more than ten seconds, he took off his game glasses, and then looked at the four big words "Glory of Kings" on the screen in a daze.

After a long time, just as he sighed and was about to get up, the phone rang, and the caller's note was grandpa.

"grandfather……"

Zuli put the old-fashioned phone that had been eliminated for several years in his ears and squirmed his lower lips.

"Xiao Li, do you know what day it is?" Grandpa's voice was slightly hoarse, but very gentle.

Zuli smiled and said, "You won't let me have a good life again, are you?"

As he said that, a touch of warmth couldn't help but rise from the bottom of his heart. In order to make himself happy, his grandfather called him and accompanied him with a good life every time, making him smile every time.

"Today is your birthday."

Grandpa said that he rarely made his tone serious and continued in a low voice: "Xiao Li, after today, you will be nineteen years old, and most of my body has been buried. I am not afraid of you being useless. What I am afraid of is that once I leave, no one will remember your birthday again."

Su Li's heart tightened and couldn't help but squeeze her phone tightly.
Chapter completed!