Chapter 577 Goal - Champion!

"Congratulations, Twelve-winged Angels. Your comprehensive strength has met the requirements for participating in the 'National Honor Activity'. Do you participate?"

"YES!"

Looking at the questions on the screen and the fireworks and firecrackers all over the sky, Zhang Mu raised his fist vigorously and shouted, "Cool! I was selected! Hahaha!"

In fact, it is a certainty to participate in the 'national honor' with Zhang Mu's current strength. But before the official notice, Zhang Mu would occasionally mutter in his heart. Now it's good, completely eliminates his troubles, and he has got the ticket for national honor!

"Haha! Brother! I was selected!"

The glass window was pulled down with a bang, and the fat on the fat man's face was squeezed into a ball, blocked in the small window and smiled at Zhang Mu.

"Haha! Good job!"

"Mug! I was also selected!" Long Gen, Night Romance, Wei Yang and Chen Long shouted with joy one after another, followed by the Northeast Guy and Deng Jie.

"Very good! Eight people from twelve studios, all selected! That's what I want!" Zhang Mu walked out of the game cabin with a smile and raised his fist and said, "This time, we still have only one goal!"

"Champion!" Everyone shouted loudly.

"That's right! Only the champion!"

When the eight young men and women were in a group, the little couple Wu Ling and Qin Xiaoke on the other side were a little depressed. Since they are focusing on 'heroes fighting for hegemony', this national honor has nothing to do with them. Since it doesn't matter, of course you are not eligible to enter.

Zhang Mu came to Wu Ling with a smile, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him, "Let's go to participate in the national honor. My father and mother, please take care of you. Don't be discouraged. Your real battlefield is in the 'Heroes' World Cup'..."

Wu Ling nodded and sighed, "Oh, if I had known, I would have played with you..." Soon, Wu Ling's face improved. He smiled and said, "Master, you must win the championship!" Don't say anything about winning glory for the country, at least win in a row and create a myth!"

"Haha! You don't have to say that!" Zhang Mu patted Wu Ling heavily and turned to the crowd and said, "Wei Yang, count the list of participants in Chinatown this time. Fat people, go to Da Ben and Ah Wounds. They should also have qualified for the competition. They will have a meeting later to prepare for the qualifiers!"

"Received!"

Under an order, the young man and woman got into the game cabin with ecstasy and began a busy pre-war preparation. Zhang Mu was no exception. After re-entering the game, there were several unread text messages in the lower right corner of the screen. As for his private secret channel, it was blown up as early as a few minutes ago.

"Twelve, I wish our national honor cooperation a happy time in advance. The goal is only to win the championship! A Mu."

"Amu, how many have you entered?" Zhang Mu replied to the letter and asked that A Mu's group of people are very strong, absolutely beyond the average top players. Zhang Mu saw it with his own eyes, otherwise he would not have said crazy words, saying that he only needed a 'champion'.

"A total of 10 blood poppies, including me, Huangquan, plague and virus, won the competition." A Mu said lightly.

"10 people! Oh! Very good! Haha, it seems that you are also full of talents in the blood poppy!" Zhang Mu smiled and said, "With your good words, I wish you a happy cooperation in advance! When the list comes down, I'm going to have a short meeting on the voice channel. You see..."

"No problem, I'll definitely be there." A Mu immediately agreed. This was unexpected by Zhang Mu. When he was in the first national honor, he was angry to compete for command with the old gun of the temple.

"This time... there should be no more people like old guns, right?" Zhang Mu thought.

"Twelve." Mythical injury, the original master, wandering around the world, and the crazy dragon man entered the channel one after another, and the voice was also full of joy.

"Are you all in?" Zhang Mu narrowed his eyes and asked.

"Of course! I, Daben, Tianya, Crazy Dragon, Taotian, all entered. There are a total of 100 places for Chinese players in Area E, and our Chinatown accounts for almost half of them! There are more than 40 of us!" The mythical wound clenched his fist and roared, "I've been waiting for this day for a long time... I missed the first national honor, but I will never miss the second time!"

"Hahahaha!"

In addition to Zhang Mu's twelve studios and a few scattered players on the other side, most of the remaining people are novices who participate in the 'national honor' for the first time. In terms of excitement, the degree is much higher than that of Zhang Mu and others. After all, it is understandable that the big girl is on the sedan chair.

"There will be 'rules' on the official website later. If I guess correctly, it should be the same as last year." As a veteran, it is necessary for Zhang Mu to teach these rookies about competition experience.

In the chat, the official website of Hero Invincible released a list of more than 100 teams in each district 10 minutes later. A total of more than 1,400 teams participated in this qualifier. On average, there are nearly 150 countries in each district, with a total of 14,000 top hero players from various countries. Unfortunately, these 1,400 teams, by the next afternoon, only 9 teams were qualified to qualify, which was cruel and suffocating.

"Brother! Look at it! You are the first master of the Chinese team in our area E! It's the same as the first one!" The fat man stared at the screen and shouted.

The mythical big mouth began to nagging again: "It's not surprising. How about the strength of twelve? Everyone can see it. If you don't be the first, it's called a ghost!" It's just that this Huangquan... A Mu... Who are they? They don't seem to be in District E, do they? How can you come to Area E to participate in the competition? And it can also rank 2nd and 3rd. Even Da Ben and I were suppressed by them!"

Although the mythical injury and others had formed a team with A Mu and knew each other, Zhang Mu did not tell them in advance about their coming to E to participate in the national honor, so they seemed particularly confused at this time.

"Well, there are many rich people in China. What's so strange about a few prodigal sons?" The sharpness of the frozen silkworms still hasn't changed. Seeing that he was not talking about himself, everyone followed him.

Just as Zhang Mu was about to explain, Huang Quan's deep voice sounded from everyone's ears: "Bug, when will your bad breath problem be corrected..."

"Who the fuck are you..." The frozen silkworm screamed, and suddenly felt that the sound sounded a little familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had heard it.

"Haha, A Mu, Huang Quan, you are coming! Welcome!" Zhang Mu laughed and introduced to everyone the 10 players, mainly A Mu, who came to participate in the national honor in Area E.

"Hey, the one who just said about me, who the fuck are you?" After Zhang Mu's introduction, the frozen silkworm screamed again angrily. He said that he was above ten thousand people under one person and could not stand this anger.

"I'm..." As soon as Huang Quan opened his mouth, the myth roared sadly: "Is it... 'Mr. Tu'? Are you 'Mr. Tu'?

"Hahaha! Ah, after so many years, you still recognize my voice. Now I'm not called 'Mr. Tu', but Huang Quan!" Huang Quan said happily.

"Tu... Tu... Lao... Lao... Boss?" The frozen silkworm has an impulse to stride itself to death.

(to be continued)