(PS: I have been paying attention to many things in the e-sports circle recently. I really want to write a book about the LOL professional team's gaming career. Damn it is so exciting! No complaints are allowed, and I can write the ending with peace of mind.)

In the audio channel, Xiaoyu cursed indignantly, expressing her anger at her brother's experience. However, she could not come to comfort her brother immediately at school, and could only make a roundabout route through her sister-in-law. "Sister-in-law, although my brother looks easy-going on the surface, he is actually very competitive in his bones. You should be optimistic about him and don't let him be stimulated, that's all."

"What?" Qiu Yue looked at Wang Xiaofeng. The two of them were leveling up while waiting for the system to officially start the pre-select. The pre-select mode of the server competition should be subject to certain restrictions. It is impossible for all players to participate in this competitive mode. It is estimated that the level restrictions should be imposed.

Never make a standard for players at level 60 or level 55 to participate. That would be too crap and would completely make a comrade go to the forum to curse.

"I'm committing suicide," Xiaoyu said cautiously, for fear of being heard by Wang Xiaofeng on the opposite side. But by the way, this girl was really thinking too much. Although Wang Xiaofeng's ability to withstand pressure cannot be said to be excellent, it is also excellent. Even if the worst situation arises, he will not really have such unrealistic thoughts.

A beautiful life has opened its arms, how could he easily close his eyes?

According to the news given on the official website, the qualifiers should start from 5:00 to 6:00 pm, which is strange and not very clear. It is now 4:23:00 pm. Wang Xiaofeng and Qiuyue are at a golden leveling point to refresh the skeleton sea monster. The return scroll in the backpack is waiting, and they are on standby at any time to teleport them back to the resurrection point of Jiyu City.

Ding! System prompt: If there is an urgent matter for the tutor of the Holy Light Sacrifice in Yufeng City, please go to her place to have a look.

Wang Xiaofeng is very familiar with this kind of system prompts. He always starts an unusual trip. However, it seems that only Amy can summon him, and he doesn't know how the beautiful mentor did it, and he has always been the Holy Light Mentor. Or, this should be the benefit the system gives to professional mentors.

"I have something to do and want to go back to Yufeng once," Wang Xiaofeng decided to take a look. It is impossible for the personal championship to save life in just one hour. After all, from five to six o'clock, the classmates did not get off get out of class and comrades did not get off work. The game company could not cheat their mainstream player group.

"Then I'll go back and wait for you." Qiuyue and him tear apart the scroll back to the city. Wang Xiaofeng was not here, and she didn't want to upgrade herself.

A comrade ran towards the teleportation array at the resurrection point. Although the player only needs to spend 998 gold coins to open the second mount bar at the Knight Instructor, Wang Xiaofeng always felt that the money could not be spent. Of course, it would not be so stingy. He actually just didn't want the little flower sealed in his body to be sad.

The Yufeng City Church had no tutor, and the system prompted him to urge him to tear open the valuable camp super return scroll and appeared in the square of Yufeng City. Fortunately, the Holy See had foresight and arranged two griffon knights to wait for him here, and carried him directly to the sacred mountain.

"What happened?" This posture seemed to be not the reward for the last battle result, which made Wang Xiaofeng ask a little puzzled.

"It was the great goddess who brought down the oracle," the knight carrying him responded respectfully, and then there was no text. He was not qualified to know the content of the oracle so quickly.

Oracle? Goddess of Light? Server Personal Competition?

"Suifeng, you are finally here." An elder of the arbitration office pulled him into the gate of the temple, and more than a hundred elders had gathered in the temple. "If you don't show up again, the arbitration office will catch you."

"Uh, what did I do?" Wang Xiaofeng blinked and rushed over in a hurry. Could it be to die? Damn...

The clock's pendulum stopped at 5 pm, and a system announcement rang out on time in the sky.

‘Glory of Light, Glory of the Holy See. The Goddess of Light descended the oracle. In order to test the strength and growth of the Apocalypse, he entrusts him with a more important mission to start the individual championship. All the Apocalypse who passes the first five levels of the Tower of Tongtian have been qualified to participate in the Championship and can register at the various professional mentors. The first qualifier for the Championship will begin in three hours. I hope the Apocalypse will be diligent and may the Light and Glory be with you.’

The fifth floor of Tongtian Tower? Only by passing the fifth floor can you obtain the qualification for trial?

This made people shocked in vain, but Qiu Yue, who had been waiting for Wang Xiaofeng in Jiyu City, looked a little darker. The system announcement was not finished, and Wang Xiaofeng's voice had already turned in.

"Fifth level, are you sure?"

"I've been fighting this early morning, and I've only reached the fourth floor." Qiuyue's words couldn't hide her disappointment. "If I had known, I would have changed my equipment and then went there."

"It's okay," Wang Xiaofeng smiled and comforted her, "Wait until nine o'clock in the evening, I will take you to the official knockout round."

"Hmm?" Qiuyue blinked, but Wang Xiaofeng smiled mysteriously and didn't explain much. "Find a team to get a final shot, go upgrade first. I'll make some extra money for our family. Now I have money to buy imported milk powder."

Qiuyue couldn't help but be curious. Although she didn't know what Wang Xiaofeng could do, she was already used to his magic, so she didn't question anything. She shouted casually on the guild channel, and there were more than 10,000 replies immediately. The comrades said that it was a great honor to take their sister-in-law to upgrade.

Wang Xiaofeng was very busy, busying himself in the square of the Holy Light City. Under his command, magical instruments were placed in every corner of the huge square. Huge photo balls, countless direct playback equipment, and complex space magic division venues. The most important thing is the safety operations around the square.

The square of Holy Light City will become the venue for the official competition today. The huge square is divided into countless venues by space magic. An elder of Light stood in various parts of the square, responsible for the stability of the space magic.

And all of these must obey the orders of the Archbishop in Cardinal.

"This is really a job that people do? A bunch of bastards, just give it a few hours."

Wang Xiaofeng wiped the sweat, and the elder Guangming who stood around him also sweated. When will the Archbishop's unrestrained habit be changed? They are all working hard for this grand event.

While other players were still worried about the next audition system, Wang Xiaofeng designed the venue for the competition in Shengguang City to coordinate the game before and after the competition. In addition, he had to hold a note and mutter something from time to time.

After signing up for himself directly by Amy's mentor, Wang Xiaofeng fell into this hard work. That's right, Wang Xiaofeng was summoned back and became the commander-in-chief of this server's personal competition. His status is similar to that of the director of the Spring Festival Gala. He is also a real-powered person, a tough character who can say whatever he wants.

However, there is a detailed competition process in the goddess' oracle, which makes Wang Xiaofeng completely understand what the goddess of light and the gods in the dark camp are.

Gods and game companies, these two are simply equal existences. What kind of magic civilization evolved independently, game companies will never interfere with the game process, that is all a fool to children...

"Architect, there are not enough photo balls!" A priest ran over sweating profusely, "cannot cover all small spaces."

"I went to the Magic Guild to borrow some, and I said we paid according to the hourly price. If they didn't borrow, they would be disobeying the goddess' wishes. If the price was expensive, they would buy a batch directly. Anyway, they would use it in the future."

Wang Xiaofeng continued to plan the venue without raising his head, watching several young priests designing the visual effects of the arena. The priests came and went, and there were actually many such priests present, and all the problems had to gather with Wang Xiaofeng.

"Bibetan, the first day of the game will be held until midnight, and the placement of the Apocalypse is a problem."

"Where do it comes from," Wang Xiaofeng replied without saying, "If you summon them here, you will send them back. It's just a tiring day on the first day, and there will not be so many players in the future."

"Player?"
Chapter completed!