MMORPG: Martial Gamer Chapter 1189: Team uniforms and battle flags

The so-called familiarity with the venue is actually to experience the environment in advance.

The environment of the arena is very complicated. You can basically see it at a glance when you stand on a high place. The reason why everyone chooses to go around is nothing more than to stroll around the venue and reminisce with old acquaintances.

After all, everyone is in the same circle. The factory is the enemy, and the friendship is good in private. The e-sports circle is not a lifelong buyout system. Maybe everyone will become teammates anytime. There is no harm in connecting and feeling well.

Although Quanzhen’s group of people are not in the circle, they are considered to be the characters in the game. At this time, they also saw a lot of familiar faces, such as the blood alliance, the power of the world, and so on. Everyone is present in the big guild.

Even after the Quanzhen Sect walked out, the group met Nian Liuyun and Bingqing Yujie.

These guys seem to be from the representative team of the second war zone. The name of the team is very personal. What is called "Fighters don't cry".

A group of uneducated people think of names like this.

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Out of the venue, Quanzhen taught a group of people to have no place to play together. The most common topic that everyone talked about was games. After returning from the venue, everyone entered the game again.

Professional league has dropped, and the atmosphere in the game is very different from the past. The main city streets are also full of banners, especially the main city where there are participating teams, and the team flags are printed on it. It went up very spectacularly.

Especially in Yuhui City, a city in a mere district, there are three teams participating, and they are extremely arrogant.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is Quanzhen Teaching’s extremely windy Niu 13 Battle Banner. It is simply a nightmare for players in Afterglow City. Everyone feels sad, and everyone who sees them hides their faces. If it is not for Quanzhen’s fierce reputation , Everyone can't wait to tear off the flag of this disgusting man.

On the third day, everyone finally waited for the game.

At such an exciting moment, the people of Quanzhen Teaching would certainly not sleep in bed. Everyone got up early in the morning and gathered in Wang Yu's room after washing, ready to enter.

But at this moment, Yao Nian Hun entered Wang Yu's room holding a box.

Then yelled: "Come on, everyone will share it."

"What is this?" Everyone looked blank.

"Team uniform!" As he said, the evildoer grabbed one from it and threw it to Wuji: "Try it and see if it fits!"

Wuji took the clothes and skillfully unpacked them and took a look. The whole person was dumbfounded.

The color of the clothes is yellow stool. This Wuji is too lazy to complain. The key is the logo on the clothes, which blinds everyone.

Huangbulaji's clothes are earthy and ugly. They are also printed with a few simple Chinese characters in extremely bright cinnabar red.

It says "Wulin Supreme" in the front, and "Kung Fu" in the back, with red letters on a yellow background, which are the same as the ghost painting charms sold by monks and Taoists who were abducted in the tourist area.

Wuji that embarrassed... asked tremblingly while holding his clothes: "This...what's this special...it's too two."

Kungfu, martial arts, these words have long been integrated with superstition in this era.

When a normal person sees such a logo, it feels like "Mouxiang Xiuxian Vocational and Technical College" is printed on it. They have left the second form and entered the realm of stupidity.

The purpose of Quanzhen Sect has always been to be nervous, but not to be stupid. Let Wuji wear this dress on stage, it is better to get him a dress, at least not to make people feel stupid?

Not only Wuji, Quanzhen taught the others to see the uniforms, and they were all stunned on the spot.

After a long time, Chunxiang asked tremblingly: "Let's not just wear such two clothes to go on stage, but there are nearly 100,000 spectators at the scene, which is too shameful."

"More than that, you can watch real-time live broadcasts in the game, and there will be hundreds of millions of people watching us sell stupid." Wuji shed tears.

"Are you stupid? I think it's pretty." Wang Yu picked up the clothes in Wuji's hand and gestured to him, then threw it to Wuji, and asked the evildoer to run wild: "Are there 5 x's? ?"

"Yes!"

The evildoer rummaged in the box and pulled out a large one for Wang Yu, and Wang Yu happily set it on himself.

"..." Everyone was speechless, all this **** aesthetic.

Wuji swallowed his saliva and asked the evildoer to run rampantly: "That demon brother, can we not wear this thing?"

"Yes!" The evildoer nodded rampantly.

"That's good."

Wuji just relieved, the evildoer rampaged and said: "But I said it doesn't count, when the time comes, my dad will bring a group of famous martial arts to watch the game, if you don't wear it, I can't keep you safe." /

"I..." Wuji pulled a fist, Quanzhen everyone collapsed, martial arts legend... Nima, this is definitely a ruthless character.

Immediately after the evildoer rampaged, he added: "Don't think about running away, the head of the swallow gate is here, and none of you can escape."

"Swallow Gate?" Everyone was startled: "What is that?"

Yang Na explained: "A sect who practices light gong~IndoMTL.com~ See if we are on the fourth floor, there is nothing wrong with jumping down."

"Yeah!" Wang Yu echoed: "It is said that their martial art has reached its peak. There was once a master at Yanzimen who jumped from the 30th floor."

"My day! Isn't it just selling stupid? Let's fight it out!"

Everyone felt cold and hurriedly pulled out the uniforms from the box and put them on themselves.

Meow, thirty stories, that's more than a hundred meters... Having this ability is basically equivalent to flying away.

When everyone put on their clothes, Yang Na asked strangely: "Jump down from the 30th floor, who? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"You were still young, you probably haven't remembered anything when he fell to death." Wang Yu said.

Everyone: "..."

After everyone put on their clothes, Wang Yu asked again: "Where is our team flag?"

"Here." The evildoer rampaged and grabbed the alley, and when it was turned, a dark red flag fell to the ground.

The evildoer picked up the flag rampantly, grabbed one end and yanked it, and the telescopic flagpole was pulled out.

The flag printed on the flag is exactly the infamous flag of the rabble team, Bull 13.

"God, God!"

Wuji stroked his forehead, almost dizzy. This was a temporary design flag. Everyone neglected for a while and didn’t think of having a battle flag to enter the venue. I didn’t expect Wang Yu to consider it so thoughtfully. Let people make the battle flag.

The game is about to start, and it’s too late to customize the battle flag. Wuji simply confessed and shouted: “Forget it! If there are too many lice, it’s not itchy. If you are ashamed, then throw it home, that’s it. Fight the flag, let's go."

"Go and go!"

The others also looked helpless. A group of people followed the Wang Yu brothers and left the hotel, walking to the opposite venue as if they were tortured.