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Chapter 217

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However, the Fu Family's team members, who were also causing a sensation, frowned heavily when they saw Fu Jiu.

"What's going on? Why is this trash calling for a competition?

"He Honghua probably couldn't find anyone to join her team, so she found a few random players from somewhere and formed a team."

"Even if she wants to form a team, she doesn't need to find this trash."

Those guys are not bad looking, but they are too arrogant. "

That wasn't enough. He purposely stood in front of Fu Jiu, raised his eyebrows, and smiled with obvious disdain. "I didn't expect that someone would still dare to show off after what happened to him. It seems like he hasn't been beaten into submission yet.

He must have forgotten how he begged for mercy in school. Otherwise, he would be scared out of his wits. Isn't that right, Young Master Fu? "

As he spoke, he turned to look behind him.

Fu Ximing was the prettiest among them, but his little face was still as arrogant as ever. He pretended to be cold as he glanced at Fu Jiu, as if he didn't care about anyone. "Why are you talking so much to a layman? Go write your game name and get on the computer."

"Young Master Fu is right. There's really nothing to talk about with a layman."

Apart from Fu Ximing, two of the contestants sent by the Fu Family were poached from He Honghua's side.

Now, it was one of them who answered.

Yin Wuyao was a hot-tempered person, and he wanted to beat Fu Jiu up the moment he heard that!

Fu Jiu raised her hand and grabbed his wrist. She looked at Fu Ximing and said in a light voice, "Beaten into submission? The one beaten into submission should be the classmate you sent, right? Why? Didn't your Young Master Fu tell you how I slapped him in the face with the phone? "

As soon as Fu Ximing heard that, his expression turned ugly.

The more Fu Jiu behaved like this, the more embarrassed he felt when he recalled what happened that day.

The other three didn't know what was going on.

Then they heard Fu Ximing say coldly, "He can only show off for now. When the competition starts, you can fight him however you want. Now, let's go."

The Fu Family had invited a reporter they were close to.

Fu Ximing led his team to the registration area and was immediately surrounded by the media!

These were all included in the content of the live broadcast.

The difference was that this wasn't a stage, so there would be other interviews during the registration.

Yin Wuyao looked at the backs of those people and was still unhappy. His thin lips twitched. "Who is that kid? So arrogant?

"No wonder Old Yao doesn't know. He's still young. When you were playing in the team, he was still drinking milk. Fu Jiu looked sideways and curled up the corner of her mouth. "How is it? Seeing such a person who deserves to be beaten up, will it motivate you?

Yin Wuyao tilted his head. "Very capable!

"Then go write your name." Fu Jiu walked over.

The people on Fu Ximing's side saw this and mocked them.

How many people would know a wild army's name in the game?

Even if it was written, it would be placed at the end of the competition, and it wouldn't get any screen time.

The E-Sports Selection Contest was different from other competitions. Revealing the game name was also a unique attraction of the competition system.

Who were the Gods that they were familiar with in the game?

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