Chapter 906 The Third National Honor! Dark horse!

After confirming his hermit level, Zhang Mu put down everything at hand and immediately contacted Di Valen. As he had expected before, Di Valen's hermit level also reached 'outside the mountain'. At this time, he was waiting for him to invite him to participate in the national honorary team competition.

"Valentine, even if you are added, there is still one less person in our team. Do you still have any masters? Introduce me as soon as possible. Zhang Mu connected the communication with Di Valen.

"Well... Here's this set again. My exclusive artifact wholesalers have been pulled over by you... How dare you introduce a master to you..." Di Valen shook his head helplessly. The artifact wholesaler in his mouth pointed to the lucky hand.

Since I met Zhang Mu, the lucky hand has been following Zhang Mu and Tang Xuan, and the relationship with Di Valen has become more and more distant.

"Please, lucky hand, that's what Casa introduced to me... What does it have to do with you? Besides, a good bird chooses wood to live in. You don't treat others well enough. Of course, he won't follow you." Zhang Mu smiled, hurt Di Valen's two words and then urged, "Hurry up, is there anyone else?"

"Oh, how about one-eyed pirates?" Di Valen smiled bitterly and said a name that was not strange to Zhang Mu.

One-eyed pirates are comrades-in-arms who have fought with Zhang Mu against the Pope, the Pope and Zhuoma. Although he has not chatted many times, his toughness has always been remembered by Zhang Mu. He is a personal combat effectiveness that is no less than lucky, even in Zhang Mu, a team of 20 world-class masters. It can also be ranked in the middle and upper class.

"All right! It's a pirate! Now, our people are all here. Zhang Mu laughed and said.

"But..." Di Valen pondered for a moment.

"What? What's wrong with him? Zhang Mu frowned slightly.

"This national honor team competition... He may not participate in it." De Valen touched his chin and seemed to think of something.

"Why? I know that in this team competition, the boss and troops killed in the battle will be counted as killed, but this can't be the reason why he refuses to participate in the competition, right? Besides, if I'm not sure, I won't be able to participate in the competition..."

Di Valen shook his head and said, "You misunderstood. That's not what I mean. The one-eyed pirate is physically disabled and doesn't want to show up."

"Physical mutilated?" Zhang Mu was stunned.

"Yes." Di Valen said, "A car accident made him blind in his right eye."

"Ah?!" Zhang Mu was stunned.

De Valen shrugged his shoulders: "If it hadn't been for this, he would not have hidden himself behind computer games. Whether you can touch him or not depends on your ability.

"I'll try it. It should be no problem." Zhang Mu nodded.

" By the way, the national honorary organizer has been contested by your China again. How much care can you take care of your territory." Di Valentine's words turned around and said with a smile.

"Eh? Why is it held in China again?

... After counting, in Jinghai City, the hero is invincible in the Chinese subsidiary, in the activity building - "Haha! What's wrong with holding it in China? Isn't it good? Xu Feng is full of good feelings for Zhang Mu, a player who can be seen once a year. He is still the same, with a straight suit and walks ahead with his head held high.

"Of course it's not bad! I can't wait to hold it in our country every year. Zhang Mu waved his hand vigorously, "I'm just surprised. Logically speaking, shouldn't the host's position be rotated every year... The first session of China, the second session is Japanese, and the third session is logically, it should not the United States, but also be the United Kingdom... Why... suddenly..."

"Haha!" Xu Feng laughed and said, "You're right. The United States should have held the third national honor this year, but in view of the recent frequent occurrence of gasoline bombs, suicide attacks, terrorist activities... In order to ensure the safety of all participating players, in the end, the head office decided that China would host this event." While talking, Xu Feng put on Zhang Mu's shoulder and said with a smile, "China's security is recognized as the first in the world."

After listening to Xu Feng's explanation, everyone, including Zhang Mu, had a 'so" expression on their faces.

"Okay." Xu Feng suddenly stood on his body and pointed to the passage to the competition field in front of him. "I'll send you here. There are too many things that need me to do. - By the way, this year's national honor, I'm afraid you will encounter a very strong team. You must deal with it carefully and don't underestimate the enemy."

"Don't worry, I will never make the low-level mistake you said." Zhang Mu smiled reservedly.

"That's good. I wish you good results in this year's national honor in advance."

"Thank you!"

After watching Xu Feng leave accompanied by several assistants, more than a dozen people from Zhang Mu and his party walked through the passage and entered the competition venue.

Because the game will not start until the day after next, the number of people at this time is not very large. Looking at it, the audience is only a few hundred people, sitting in the huge venue.

"Look, the twelve-winged angels are here." A contestant whispered.

The appearance of Zhang Mu and his group immediately attracted the attention of everyone at the scene, and countless eyes were immediately projected, making the chat around them much lower.

"I heard that the twelve-winged angels were all promoted to the 'Hir" and lost the right to participate in the national honor. Instead, they participated in the team competition and individual competition."

"That's for sure. Although the twelve-winged angels are low-key, such a large-scale event will not be left behind once. He also participated in the big sale held in Los Angeles not long ago, and bought an artifact at a sky-high price.

"Looking at it this way, this year's national honor is nothing to see. The wonderful things are all in the team competition."

"Group competition? That's even more boring. The team of the Twelve-winged Angels must have swept all sides and easily won the championship. The one who said this was obviously a big fan of Zhang Mu.

"Humph!" Hearing the talk of people around him, a handsome Chinese man in a black shirt and a height of 1.85 meters stood up with a contemptuous smile on the corners of his mouth. He glanced at Zhang Mu's 'fan' and said, "Twelve wings are sure to win? That's not necessarily true! No matter how strong the twelve-winged angel is, he is also a hermit who has just been promoted. Compared with the real old hermits, there is still a big gap. Brother, don't follow what others say, so as not to be laughed at.

"Who are you?" Zhang Mu's fans raised their heads.

"You don't need to know who I am. Wait and watch the game. Let's see how I pull the twelve-winged angels off the altar!" After leaving a word, the man left the scene without looking back.

"Fuck, so dragging? Who does he think he is? Zhang Mu's fans said angrily.

"Hey, brother, don't be angry. He is one of the members of the dark horse team's 'Battle 20' in this year's team competition, 'Battle Eight'."

(to be continued)