"I want to play in the next game." Wei Chen said.

"Oh? Are you ready to burn?" Ye Xiu smiled.

"Do you think I'm really just here for sightseeing?" Wei Chen said.

"There are only a few rounds left, is that enough?" Ye Xiu said.

"That's enough." Wei Chen smiled arrogantly, "I know the game better than these rookies."

"Tch..." The training room suddenly burst into boos.

"I said, in terms of professional league experience, you are actually not as good as me, right?" Fang Rui spoke. He is a player in the fifth season and has been playing for more than half of five years. What about Wei Chen? His career has only lasted two seasons and two seasons.

It was only a year ago. Not to mention that there were few teams at that time, the strength was uneven, and the quality of the competition was completely different from what it is now.

"Professional League?" Wei Chen chuckled, "How else would I describe you rookies? This battlefield is called Glory, and the Professional League is just a part of it."

"You mean you are going to the Realm of God to get materials for us?" Fang Rui said.

"You guys are in need of repairs. Let's start a one-on-one fight." Wei Chen shouted.

"I'm afraid of you! Build a room." Fang Rui shouted.

The two of them said that this was more than a vulgarity and a lower limit. Others were standing by, listening and laughing, but they all sprinted more actively and harder.

The past can only be remembered in the heart. The only thing a person can really grasp is the present. Only by grasping the present can he truly control the future.

There are nine rounds left.

Everyone looked at the scoreboard on the wall of the training room. There are still nine rounds of games. If they win these nine rounds, they will enter the playoffs, and then there will be an even more cruel journey. Everything must be grasped from now on, and firmly

Hold on tight!

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Chapter completed!