Chapter 116 Dharma God

The topic is back to the game.

"How was Lin Xiao's performance before?" Chu Yun didn't see the game just now, hoping to make up for the shortcomings of the game from Xiao Qing.

Xiao Qing smiled and said, "It's a good game."

Lin Ruoxi seems to have recovered from the shock just now. She picked up her usual arrogance: "DND has been the end of the crossbow over the years. Some of the team are famous for either retirement or transfer. Now there is only a bracket left. It may not be his ability for Lin Xiao to win."

Chu Yun was shocked by Lin's demeaning attitude when she saw people, but he didn't think it was new, because he really had never seen Lin Ruoxi praise anyone, but he was a little puzzled. Lin Ruoxi usually didn't watch the league's games very much. Why did he know it in such detail?

He didn't ask. Looking at Xiao Qing's expression, he smiled a little and said nothing. This means that he mostly acquiesced to Lin Ruoxi's words.

According to Lin Ruoxi's words, the Xunfeng team is a regular visitor to the ten-thousand-year playoffs, and DND, except for a period of popularity at the beginning of the new league, is obviously not good now. Contrary to Xunfeng, DND has already lost its qualification for the playoffs, and every session is hovering in the countdown position. Maybe one day, DND suddenly disappeared from the First Division and was relegated to the second division team, which is not so surprising.

"DND really doesn't work." Xiao Qing also sighed.

At this time, the commentary sounded on the stage.

"In the second game, Liu Ye, the king of SOLO, fought against Qin Hansheng, the magic god of DND!"

E-sports is a rapidly developing expansion body. It is always absorbing and growing, and in this process, it accommodates more than the original intention of e-sports.

Professional players are an important part of it, but they are no longer the only one.

If it had been in those years, Qin Hansheng would never have imagined that the professional competition would be in such a popular venue. Qin Hansheng would not have imagined that his name would be written in the history of professional e-sports.

In those years, the teenager who wandered with only a shot of blood has become today's Dharma god. However, the time of time left him with only ruthless ridicule.

Qin Han is old.

Although he is only 31 years old this year, he has reached the end of his career on this e-sports stage.

His comet-filled fingers are no longer like the strong fingers of those years. His reaction has not caught up with his consciousness. He is only supported by his will.

The glory of the former Dharma God is not there.

"Look, look quickly. Liu Ye's army is facing Qin Hansheng head-on. Do you want to fight or not?"

If you are yourself in those years, you will not hesitate to choose to fight hard. Believe in your own strength, just like the aggressive young man opposite.

"Ah, in the face of the summer tea leader, the French god chose to avoid Liu Ye's edge." There was a deep regret in the voice of the front desk's explanation.

There is a saying that the times make heroes. Qin Hansheng is undoubtedly the person selected by this era. With his extraordinary skills and excellent operation, he has gained a foothold in that era of heroes. The name of the Dharma God is very loud, and the fame of the Dharma God is by no means easy. In the heroic century, the branches of magic guides are the most, and all kinds of practices are also endless.

Among the same generation, some people have received ** for three or five years. In the end, it is inevitable that they will become a part of the rut of history. Only he has persisted until now, but it is too late.

He couldn't help but recall his glorious years, the group fight on the top of the dragon soul, the slight difference in the championship cup in the first league, and the peak skills that achieved the name of the magic god and single-handed the four masters under the wheel battle... Those are all in the past.

What he has is more than anyone else, who has experienced countless battles, and a heart that refuses to bow to the years - perhaps, that heart is no longer as persistent as it was at the beginning.

"The Dharma god took action. It's so beautiful. The ice storm and phase movement are still perfect. The Dharma god is still alive, and our Dharma god is finally powerful!" The commentator is still shouting excitedly for the fleeting beauty.

Only Qin Hansheng himself understands that his 'perfect' is no longer really perfect.

Summer tea drilled through the cracks in his skills. He had to admire the young man. The fourth place in the individual competition last year had grown to this extent. At the same time, he was also regretful for himself.

Last year's third place, I don't know which one will be this year?

He, like the DND team, has been regressing, while others have never stopped moving forward.

Sometimes, he always feels very lonely. Isn't it wiser for him to retire while the name of Dharma God is still there?

But he still can't let go of the regret of not winning the championship, can't let go of the DND team, can't let go of this. He used and is deeply in love with the game.

"DND is really a tragedy. In fact, to be fair, I don't think this can really blame the Dharma God." Xiao Qing, sitting next to Chu Yun, couldn't help saying, "DND is actually a club similar to a club. There is no rich boss behind him, and he lacks the sponsorship of advertisers. What is supported by interest is difficult to maintain in this professional alliance. After all, life It can't be supported by dreams alone.

Chu Yun took a deep breath of smoke and didn't say anything.

"Now it is very difficult to operate DND. I heard that it may be acquired by a consortium, but in fact, this is good. At least the Dharma God can be relieved." Xu Fan and Cheng Chen changed positions, and now the three of them have formed a pile.

Chu Yun raised his head and looked at the battlefield illuminated by magnesium lights.

The battle of 1V1 will not be dragged too long. When summer tea and witchcraft meet on a narrow road again, everyone knows in their hearts that in this battle, there will eventually be a person falling down.

On one side is the king of SOLO, Liu Ye, the popular king who sprints to the peak of the league.

On one side is Qin Hansheng, a superstar representing an era, known as the Dharma god.

Last year, DND ranked third from the bottom of the league, narrowly avoiding the fate of being eliminated from the first division, but the magic god killed Liu Ye's rising road to the king with a small score advantage and won the third place in the single combat power list.

And now, the king of SOLO, who has made a comeback, ringing the drum of revenge at him.

A storm hit in summer, blowing away the eagle-headed scorpion and snake-tailed by Qin Hansheng as a guard, and the long sword pointed straight to the magic tutor who was proficient in magic. The two-winged Holy Crusaders tore open the front and cut off the retreat of the Dharma God.

Here is the time of the old and the new.

Old man, you have been in a high position for so long, it's time to step down.

Qin Hansheng can feel that the other party seems to be expressing such a meaning, or this is what he wants to say to himself.

However--

If you want, just step on my body.

This is the persistence of the Dharma God, and it is also the final wish of a player who has come to the end of his competitive career.

For good, his opponent did not disappoint him.

Dharma God lost, and by the way, DND also lost the game, 2 singles, 1 double, and even the final team match has ended.

Some people are happy and some people are sad. When the Xunfeng side is full of victory cheers, the party that cheers for DND can only leave silence and sighs.

As for those who are angry, they have already left the venue first.

At the end of the curtain, Chu Yun saw the front desk of the captains of both sides shaking hands. The energetic young man was heroic, and the thin figure of the man opposite him looked particularly thin. On his face with glasses, there were only traces of the axe chiseled by the years.

Oh, this season's DND is over, and the Dharma is old.

Chu Yun heard such a voice.

You're old, Brother Sheng.

He said silently.