Chapter 147 The Last War3

The short conversation between Xiao Liu and Haolong was full of gunpowder, but no one could see it at that time. Maybe it was the two best e-sports babies in the battle room on the stage. No one else could see it at all and thought that the two of them were very friendly.

How's it going? How's it going?" As soon as Xiao Liu came in, Murong Ya asked. Obviously, it could be seen that the opposite between Xiao Liu and Hao Long was a little strong just now. He knew that the two had a very serious difference. When Xiao Liu came in, he still greeted him very kindly. In fact, at the beginning, Murong Ya's attitude towards Xiao Liu had always been very good, as if there was something in it, Murong Ya Xiao Liu doesn't remember, but Xiao Liu really has no memory of Murong Ya in his mind, and this Xiao Liu is also distressed.

"Senior sister" Xiao Liu sat back in her position. At this time, she asked Murong Ya very seriously, which made Murong Ya feel strange. Why did Xiao Liu look so serious with herself after talking with Haolong? She couldn't help asking, "What's wrong!"

"You have been in college for three years!"

"Well, why do you ask this?"

"So, sister, tell me when there was only one class left in war3." Xiao Liu and Murong Ya looked at each other. At this time, it was not a joke. Murong Ya knew, and then thought about it. Obviously, she also had her own views on this issue, or about war3. She couldn't accept it. "I heard from the teacher that the last few sessions of war3, about five or six years ago, war3 was a class at the beginning of a class, and the number of people is constantly decreasing, and..."

Murong Ya didn't go on. It seems that it was a bad opinion for Xiao Liu. Murong Ya felt that she would ask Xiao Liu about it before saying that she could give Xiao Liu some time to accept it.

"And what?"

"I heard that I heard the teacher of the college say that the superior has issued a document to explain that the enrollment of the year will not recruit war3 majors."

Hearing this, Xiao Liu's body was shocked. Obviously, he could not accept such a thing. Xiao Liu looked at Murong Ya, and Murong Ya smiled, but she was a little embarrassed. She didn't know if it was right to say so, but at that time, this was the fact she knew, and then said in a slightly sad tone, " That is to say, from tomorrow, war3 will not be supported by the vocational college. Xinchuan's e-sports college is the last e-sports college to give up war3. No e-sports college will have war3. In the future, war3 is equivalent to withdrawing from the stage of e-sports.

"What a coincidence! I just caught the last bus, and I strayed in." Xiao Liu smiled faintly and felt that everything that happened was so ridiculous. "What on earth does this fate want me to do? How dare you let me appear here?"

"It doesn't matter!" Murong Ya felt that Xiao Liu seemed to be lonely because of war3, and felt that she had no way to go. "Everything has its own reincarnation. It doesn't matter if you do this. Aren't there other majors?"

"If there were other majors, how could I stand against Haolong like this? How could I compete with Haolong like this?" Xiao Liu, but he felt as if he suddenly forgot that he still had to transfer to another school. At this moment, Xiao Liu felt that he was not himself, but another himself. He looked at Zhou Ping, Yang Yi and others under the stage. Maybe it was because he was with them now, and now it became so because of war3. It's sad.

"But I really didn't expect you to learn e-sports!" Murong Ya said that Xiao Liu was puzzled by himself. He remembered that Murong Ya's tone of voice just now was to know himself, but he had no memory of Murong Ya at all. Xiao Liu was not in the mood to pay attention to so much. Now he only remembers Murong Ya's tone in his mind, and he really wanted to have a little regret for war3. A host major's opinion on war3, Xiao Liu asked, "Senior sister, what do you think of war3?"

"Me?" Murongya was a little surprised. Why did Xiao Liu suddenly want to know his own opinion? "I think everything has its own reincarnation. New things always replace the old things. This is a natural law, but to be honest, it's really a pity. War3 used to be an e-sports that was popular all over the world, and no game can Compared with the e-sports college, it was the same. In the past, war3 was the ace major. I don't know how many people could not come in the enrollment competition at that time and burst into tears in the examination room. War3 is also a mainstream in the college, and war3 festivals, which are all of which I read in the college's old newspapers and archives. Yes, it's really hot, but now things have changed. Now war3 has come to the end of e-sports. This is a reincarnation!"

"Reincarnation?" Xiao Liu said to himself, "That's what even my senior sister said! Well, I know, everyone is like this."

"What's wrong! Did I say something wrong?"

"No," Xiao Liu said, "This is not a senior sister's business. There are always some things that others can't understand. In fact, we all know that this session is the last war3, and they also work hard."

"Ah?" Murong Ya just didn't understand what Xiao Liu said and wanted to ask. As a result, Xiao Liu turned around and faced the computer, and then Mr. Li on the commentary platform called to close the door. Murong Ya had no choice but to close the door. At this time, she could no longer hear any sound outside in this battle room. Murong Ya saw Xiao Liu so seriously. , or said with a little heart, "Come on!"

"Thank you" Xiao Liu didn't look back, and then said to himself, "I must win, I must"

Xiao Liu entered the game and entered his ID, ink in the name column. Such a name made Zhou Ping and Yang Yi below a little surprised. They looked at it and just smiled faintly. Zhuo Yifan also told Zhou Ping that if this ink was on the platform, there would be more opportunities. Others just smiled faintly. They also hope that Xiao Liu will have the strength of theink they said!

In the game, a player goes to the map first, and then the referee randoms a picture to determine the first picture of the game. The map of the second game is selected by the party who lost the first game, and the third game is selected by the party who lost the second game. This is the fairest statement in e-sports. Xiao Liu and Haolong choose the picture on the computer. Xiao Liu Maybe he knows the advantages and disadvantages of the map, but he just looks for some maps he is familiar with, and there is nothing.

The last map is TM. Xiao Liu feels that he is not very familiar with such a map, but now it is like this. Xiao Liu remembers that he lost very little on this map on the platform.

entered the room and saw hlah. Xiao Liu had never seen it before, but he knew that this point was related to the pinyin of his name. There was also a referee's perspective. Haolong chose his own race, orcs, purple. Xiao Liu knew that there was a color theory, purple victory. I also smiled, and then chose the undead, the color is gray.

Then the game began.