Since it is a unified arrangement, the teams participating in the competition are all in the same hotel.

The Kyoto Stadium is very close to the hotel where the major teams stayed. The next morning, Quanzhen and others arrived at the competition venue early.

Wang Yu and his group dressed in a very innovative way. As soon as they entered the venue, they attracted everyone around them to watch.

Seeing this, the Jiuzhou Team and others quickly stood far away, fearing that others would know that they knew these fancy guys.

For professional players, if they are familiar with the venue, they are actually familiar with the game equipment in the competitive room.

Of course, although the stadium is quite large, it is for the audience to watch the competition. There are only two competitive rooms, and each competitive room has ten most luxurious gaming cabins.

There are six teams in this competition, so we naturally need to queue up to use them separately.

Just as Quanzhen and others were waiting in the locker room next to the competitive room, suddenly a group of guys in black rushed in roughly, walking in while shouting in extremely unsophisticatedly, pushing the other teams into the back seats, and the seats in the front two rows were empty.

"Who is this? Why is it so arrogant?"

These guys from Quanzhen Sect are not easy-to-use things. They are extremely dissatisfied with being squeezed behind for no reason.

If it weren't for the fear of being banned, Quanzhen Sect's temper would probably have taken action.

"It's a stick."

Wang Yu glanced at the men in black and said confidently.

"Oh hehe?" Bao San said unexpectedly: "Old Niu still knows good words?"

"I think about height." Wang Yu replied.

"Forehead……"

Bao San was slightly stunned when he heard this.

That's right. In the eyes of ordinary people, there is not much difference between Bang Guo and Japanese dialect, but the images of the two countries are still easy to distinguish.

The Japanese are short and stout. Regardless of their character, their attitude towards people and things is more humble than that of the Bangguo and the Chinese. And these black-clad people are tall and big, and they look arrogant and arrogant. They are obviously undoubtedly from the Bangguo.

"What did they say?" Mingdu came up and asked Bao San in curiosity.

Bao San is proficient in eight languages, and his hometown is at the junction of Bangguo and China, which is half of his native language.

"They said we were sitting back, as if their boss was coming." Bao San translated.

"Boss? This is the competitive room. Can sponsors also enter?" Mingdu looked confused.

Just when Mingdu was confused, the door of the locker room opened again, and then a group of young people walked in surrounded by many reporters.

These young people, with colorful hair, look quite handsome, were wearing black uniforms, with three huge letters of btr printed on them.

Under the protection of the group of black-clad men just now, these young people naturally sat in the front row.

"It's too exaggerated..."

Seeing these young people, Wang Yu couldn't help but exclaim: "Just just play a game, and you have to hire so many bodyguards?"

Bao San, who was beside Wang Yu, saw the young men, suddenly thrust his eyelids and said in a daze: "Btr Team?"

Wuji and others were stunned when they saw this, and they all looked at Bao San.

"Who is this?" Wang Yu's face was as heartbroken as ever.

"Btr, don't you know?" Bao San said excitedly: "That's the most popular team in the country."

"It's still the idol of Foreskin Three." Chunxiang curled his lips disdainfully, "How old is it, you're still chasing stars like a child. It's really vulgar."

"I didn't expect that I would meet them here." Bao San clenched his fists excitedly and said, "You wait for me for a while, I'll go ahead and ask for an autograph."

As he said that, Bao San stood up and ran to the front row. As soon as he reached the front row, he was blocked by the man in black next to the BTR team.

After a few arguments with the big men, Bao San bowed his head and rolled back.

"What's going on? Why are you back?" Wang Yu asked in confusion.

"You're just touching your hot face and cold ass." Chunxiang mocked him after the final blow.

"Fuck!" Bao San cursed depressedly: "They said there was no place in front and wouldn't let me go."

"No way." Wang Yu looked forward and said, "Isn't there a large piece of empty space in front?"

"They said that was the assistant!" It was fine if Wang Yu didn't say this. As soon as he said this, Bao San's face turned dark.

"puff……"

The Quanzhen dogs watching the fun were laughing out loud.

Poor Bao San, the straightforward guy, went up with a passionate look, and was treated like this. This is no longer a hot face and cold butt, but a look of being sparse.

Even the Jiuzhou team members on the side couldn't help laughing when they heard Bao San's words.

Wuji scolded with regret, "What am I saying? Face is not given by others, but you took the initiative to get it and throw it away."

"It's okay." Wang Yu comforted: "We will help you educate them in the competition tomorrow."

"Ha ha."

As soon as Wang Yu finished speaking, Sanshan Wuyue of the Jiuzhou team smiled and mocked: "Tu dog, do you think this is the waste in China? You also educate others, be careful not to be educated by others."

The guys from Quanzhen Sect are more proud than the other ones, especially Bao San, who was not convinced at the beginning. The BTR team can make Bao San take him as an idol, which shows that as a veteran first-class team in the world, his strength is still quite strong.

You should know that although the Ball Country is small, it is definitely not weak in the e-sports industry. The BTR team has also reached the top four several times and is one of the most powerful players in the championship. It even surpassed the national server back then, which once caused the domestic players' resistance to the Ball.

In terms of operation level, not to mention the distance, even the strongest team of Jiuzhou would not dare to underestimate it.

Of course, the people of the Jiuzhou team can see clearly what level Wang Yu and his group are. In the eyes of masters of their level, it is only difficult for Wang Yu and the monster to be rampant. Even masters of Yang Na are considered opponents in front of the top professional players.

As for the other people in Quanzhen Sect, in the eyes of top experts, they are just guys who crawled out of the amateur team. Compared with the professional masters present, they are not on the same level at all. This kind of wild fox Zen is not qualified to challenge at all.

E-sports has never been a game for one person.

Although the Jiuzhou team lost to Quanzhen Sect last time in the domestic professional league, the Jiuzhou team unanimously believed that the loss was due to strategy and luck in the end, not lacking strength. This time, the Quanzhen Sect may not have the luck of the last time.

Just two masters want to take off with a team of waste, and they still swear to teach a lesson to the world-class top expert team. Isn’t this nonsense?
Chapter completed!