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Chapter 1297

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Ruling Sword had won!

This caught many of the Ruling Sword members off guard, who were thinking of ways to comfort their own team.

However, they didn't have to worry about anything. After a night of partying, they all rushed to the airport the next day. Hundreds of people were celebrating like crazy.

No matter what they were after, whether it was money or fame, having the title of being a member of a champion team meant that they would get twice the result with half the effort. Although Ruling Sword would face a difficult period in the future, it would also usher in a period of rapid development. These elite groups were bound to have a bright future.

"Do you see that? Do you still want to leave?" A member of the Elite group with a ponytail elbowed his friend who was standing next to him. This friend of his had recently received an invitation from another club guild. The offer was even better, and it would be a great honor for him to speak of it.

"Dammit, only an idiot would leave," this friend said as he wiped his mouth exaggeratedly with his sleeve. "I'll fight anyone who tries to kick me out."

"Sigh, to be honest, I actually hesitated before, but there's no need to hesitate now," the man with the ponytail said as he tidied his hair. "Life is always full of worries, but it's okay to be stubborn for a while. Ruling Sword will witness my rise."

"I don't know how far our club can go. When I'm old and the club hasn't fallen, I'll be a gatekeeper. When I was young, my dream was to be a gatekeeper. I don't have to do anything. How free …"

"Didn't you say that when you were young, your dream was to sleep with Sister Zixia?"

"F * ck off!"

The airport was as noisy as a market. Everyone was excited.

These hundreds of elite group members weren't very eye-catching. The real crowd was the fans.

"Fans" was a transliteration of the English word "fans". It could also refer to a certain type of fan. In fact, it had been around for a long time. In ancient times, fans were also very crazy. The Tang Dynasty was the peak of the development of poetry, so there were countless "poetry fans". How crazy were these poetry fans? They had a frightening action: tattooing their favorite poems on their bodies to express their worship of their idols.

Since then, there have been poetry fans, painting fans, singing fans, celebrity fans, and gaming fans. However, it was only during the VR era that fandom gained a huge influence.

Ruling Sword hadn't been around for a long time, but they had already gathered a large number of very passionate fans. Although many of them were fans of a single player in the club, there was nothing they could do about it. Their foundation was too weak, so they could only rely on slowly building up a sense of belonging to Ruling Sword.

However, this situation ended there.

Under the halo of the championship team, the name of Ruling Sword overshadowed Lu Li, Sanyue Yu, Moonlight and Fei Houzi for the first time.

The banners that the fans had pulled out today were also very interesting. The ones that said "Long live Ruling Sword" were obviously old stuff, while the ones that said "Long live the champions" were mostly made at the last minute. It was obvious that they had been working overnight.

There were also onlookers at the airport who did not know the truth.

They thought that some big star had come to Jiangnan City, but after looking around, they only saw some inexplicable banners. These fans were also shouting inexplicably.

Lu Li was fine, but what the hell was Fei Houzi? Did these young people like a monkey? Moreover, it was Fei Houzi. Some of them brought their children with them. Regardless of whether the children played the game or not, they at least had a certain amount of attention. Soon, the parents who did not play the game knew what Ruling Sword was.

They were just playing a game. Was there a need to be so ostentatious?

It was just winning a game. Even when they represented the city and won football, they didn't have to be so ostentatious.

When a group of lion dancers appeared outside the airport under the banner of the City Council, these people who didn't think much of Ruling Sword finally realized how important they were.

Generally speaking, if something important happened, having a deputy city councilor would be considered top-notch. Moreover, he would be the kind that would leave in a flash. At most, he would be photographed by the media. However, looking at the lineup of the Municipal Public Security Bureau today, several people who often appeared on TV were here.

This actually wasn't a big deal. This kind of line-up was often seen when the higher-ups came to inspect.

The key was that whether it was the fans or the people from the municipal bureau, they were all waiting here in advance. For these officials to arrive at the airport in advance to wait for the plane …

Lu Li did not think that there would be so many people to greet him. The shocking lion dance also made him feel like he was about to collapse. However, this was the way of the world. He had been at the bottom of society for so many years, so of course, he knew who he could not offend. As such, he immediately showed a very moved attitude to deal with the municipal bureau.

He had never seen the person at the head of the group in person, but in recent years, he had appeared on Jiangnan City's television every day.

"You've worked hard," Mr. Lei said. He was only in his thirties or forties, but he was used to waking up early every morning. However, he had never been to the airport so early to wait for a group of teenagers playing games.

Lu Li almost blurted out that he was serving the people, but fortunately, he stopped himself in time.

"It's all because of the hard work of the players that we were lucky enough to win. There's still another game coming up, so it's too early to talk about winning or losing."

"Little Lu, you still don't know?" Next to him, an old acquaintance wearing gold-rimmed glasses, the secretary who often dealt with Ruling Sword, said in surprise, "Ruling Sword has already issued a statement this morning that they have admitted defeat. As long as the professional association completes the process, the championship will be yours."

Lu Li was dumbfounded. "Damn the whole zoo."

The matter was actually not complicated. Lu Li had announced at the press conference yesterday that they would continue to choose Snowfield as Jiangnan's home map. This was to face it head-on, so that people wouldn't think that they had won by luck. If they continued to play Snowfield, as long as they didn't lose too badly, it would be better than now. No matter how strong the Capital of Glory was, they wouldn't be able to win 6 to 1.

However, if Ruling Sword beat Capital of Glory on Snowfield for the second time, then no one would dare to say anything about their championship.

This wasn't impossible. The Capital of Glory's defeat was already set in stone, so what morale could they bring out to fight? As for the saying that an army of indignation was bound to win, that was because an army of indignation wasn't desperate. Right now, at least in this league, the Capital of Glory had no hope of winning.

However, the Capital of Glory didn't intend to let Ruling Sword succeed.

This morning, just as Lu Li and the others were about to board the plane, their spokesperson announced that they didn't need to play the away game.

Shameless!

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