While Lin Feng was still in class at school, almost half of the world's professional esports circle had been alarmed by the upcoming Nightingale Dark Battle.
The professional players who weren't qualified to participate in the battle were trying their best to get a spot in the chat group. After hearing about Nightingale's Dark Battle, the various game media platforms desperately tried to contact one or two members of Dark Battle to get a spot in the live stream.
But at three o 'clock in the afternoon Beijing time, regardless of whether the outside world was in an uproar or not, the Nightingale Dark Battle of the S6 season had already begun on time.
In the MSN group, several administrators who had a high status in the circle appeared at the same time.
They began to arrange the schedule of the Dark Battle.
Random grouping.
Complete the statistics of the participants.
Assigning spectator tasks.
The Nightingale Dark Battle was naturally different from ordinary professional leagues. Its original purpose was to bring together a group of truly top professional players in the circle to study and discuss various hero styles and tactics in the new season.
Therefore, it was inevitable that there would be a winner and a loser among the participants, but at the same time, various spectator and statistics tasks had to be assigned.
At most, only two groups of battles would be held at the same time.
At least one admin would be assigned to observe the matches of each group. After the matches were over, they would record the entire match and communicate with the other members of the group, giving comments and analysis.
As one of the administrators in the group, Nian Thirteen was assigned to watch one of the two groups in the first round of the battle.
Nian Thirteen looked at the list of blue and purple teams arranged for his group. When his eyes swept over the ID of the purple team's jungler, his eyes suddenly narrowed.
Then he lowered his head, took out his cell phone, and quickly sent a message to Lin Feng.
…
At this moment, Lin Feng, who was in class, suddenly heard a soft notification sound from his cell phone in the desk drawer. He took out his cell phone and pressed the screen to see —
It was a message from Nian Thirteen.
There were only two simple sentences in the message:
"The European jungler I told you about before has shown up again."
"They're about to fight here."
Lin Feng did not need Nian Shisan's explanation to remember who the European jungler was.
A mysterious strong player who could fight evenly with Nian Thirteen, one of the seven kings in the world …
Anyone who heard it couldn't help but be tempted and want to find out more about it.
Then Lin Feng turned off his phone expressionlessly.
The veins on a certain someone's forehead twitched slightly, which was a rare sight.
Ouyang Hao, who was sitting next to Lin Feng, covered his mouth and yawned. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the strange expression on Lin Feng's face, and he was instantly stunned.
"Hey, Lin Feng, what's wrong?"
Lin Feng took a deep breath.
"I'm fine."
However, Nian Shisan's message made him lose his composure and almost lose his composure.
The flames of battle intent in his heart were practically burning up.
A top-notch exchange battle involving almost all of the world's top experts in the professional esports circle was about to be carried out in full swing.
Meanwhile, he was still sitting in a classroom that was filled with a drowsy atmosphere, teaching a class.
It felt like …
It was too stifling!
An Xin, who was sitting next to Lin Feng, seemed to have sensed something. She tilted her head slightly and looked over at Lin Feng. When she saw the uncomfortable expression on Lin Feng's face, she couldn't help but giggle.
Sure enough, this kind of thing is very attractive to some idiots.
She turned her gaze back to the blackboard on the podium in front of the classroom, but at this moment, her thoughts were slightly distracted.
Nightingale's secret battle.
If I say so …
I won't be able to avoid it.
… …
At around five o 'clock in the evening, the school bell rang, signaling the end of the day.
As soon as the teacher announced the end of class, Lin Feng grabbed his backpack and dashed out of the classroom like a rocket. He didn't even have time to say goodbye to Tang Bingyao, An Xin, Ouyang, and Yang Fan before he rushed out of the classroom like a rocket.
"Bye, everyone!
I'm going back first! "
Ouyang Hao and the others couldn't help but stare at Lin Feng in shock.
"What's wrong with Lin Feng?"
"Did something happen at home?"
There was only one reason why Lin Feng was in such a hurry. Even though he had a lot of homework to do at home and couldn't participate in the Nightingale secret battle, at least …
He had to get back home to satisfy his craving!
Lin Feng rushed home, opened the door, and rushed into the living room like a gust of wind. In the blink of an eye, he was back in his bedroom.
Su Xue was sitting on the sofa in the living room, resting and eating some fruit. She stared at him blankly for a long time.
Just now …
Did someone just enter the room?
His movements were too fast for the naked eye to follow.
… …
Lin Feng didn't even bother to greet Su Xue in the living room. He sat down at the table in his bedroom and turned on his computer as fast as he could. At the same time, he sent Nian Thirteen a message.
「 How's it going? 」
「 How's the match going? 」
「 Are there any strong players coming out? 」
Even if he couldn't play tonight, Lin Feng wanted to know what kind of interesting opponents he'd be facing in the next two days.
After all, this was a scene where the world's top pro players were gathered together …
He would probably only get to see them every year during the S-League World Championship finals.
When the computer was turned on, Lin Feng finally received a reply from Nian Shisan.
The content of the message was not long, but through the words, people could feel the anxiety and anxiety of the sender at that moment.
「 F * ck! Don't even mention it! My balls are going to explode! 」
There were five exclamation marks in one sentence.
At the same time, Lin Feng's curiosity was piqued.
「 What's going on? What's going on? 」
「 Don't leave me hanging! 」
「 What's going on? 」
Three messages were sent in a row, but this time, Lin Feng waited for a full five minutes before he received another reply from Nian Thirteen. This time, the reply was longer, but it was still filled with exclamation marks, which made him feel very emotional.
「 F * ck f * ck f * ck! I'm telling you, I'm going to explode today! 」
「 This is crazy! 」
「 I thought this year's matches wouldn't be too different from the previous ones. But in the end, we've only just finished three matches! All sorts of gods are coming out one after another! 」
「 What a bunch of monsters! What a bunch of demons! 」
「 Do you know that this is even more awesome than the S-League World Championship finals? 」
「 This is what you call a God's War! 」
Nian Thirteen couldn't be blamed for losing his composure.
It was true that today was the first day of the S6 Nightingale Dark Battle, and the lineup of participants was so gorgeous that it could shock the entire professional esports circle.
「 Of the seven kings in the world, four have already appeared! There's still one more waiting in line! 」
「 Moon is here too! 」
「 Even Autumn can't sit still. She gave up her OB role and went on stage in the second round! 」
"He's still fighting in the third round. I can't talk to you now. I'm in charge of keeping an eye on his group!"
「 I'll cut to the chase. Anyway — 」
"This year's Nightingale is going to be the most sensational one we've ever had!!"
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