The closer they get to the national competition, the better it is for them to keep their tactics secret.
Therefore, Feng Da's agent simply concealed the actions of the Imperial League team, even if the people of the whole country knew that the Imperial League was in Tokyo, they didn't know where they were playing "Sneer, it's bleak."
The reporter couldn't help but shake his head again, thought about it as a good topic, and took a picture of the audience with only one or two people.
"Comparison is the only way to show the strength of my Greater Tokyo."
Just as he said that.
I only heard a noise on the other side.
Under the light and shadow, thirteen people came out neatly.
Each of them wore the same uniform, with a dark black coat wrapped around pure white fox fur, and a cape-like design that made them look like knights from comics.
Is there a team that looks like this?
Wouldn't that be too extravagant extravagant For the Imperial League, money is an issue Of course not.
Feng Da's agent smiled like a fox, the kind that hides a knife in his smile.
Qin Mo nodded, Fu Jiu stood on his left hand, and Yun Hu stood on his right.
Everyone's unique style immediately formed a handsome and compelling landscape, especially Fu Jiu's silver broken hair, which was simply handsome and eye-catching, not to mention that she still had a lollipop on her thin lips.
The two reporters on the opposite side didn't expect that the people of this team would be so aura.
Especially the one who took the lead, so noble and domineering, with an indescribable sense of shock.
"So handsome" "Is this the very weak team in Huaxia, it looks pretty good."
"Maybe it's just the face that's good-looking."
"That's a little too good-looking, they can be stars like this."
"No matter how beautiful it is, it will be destroyed today."
Boys and girls just think differently.
In the e-sports field, what is the use of looking good, and the operation is good-looking, then it is really handsome Xiu Er, who was standing over there, also saw Fu Jiu, and immediately turned his head, first gave her a thumbs up, and then slowly fell down.
His action caused a stir in the audience.
"Sakura-no-ri" "Sure to Win" "Sakura-no-ri" "Sure to Win" In the loud voice of support, Fu Jiu looked at his movements, holding his trouser pocket with one hand, and his handsome face was not annoyed, but the corners of his mouth rose by three points, looking very indifferent.
It's the arrogant attitude of the teenager that makes it even more annoying Xiuji's eyes narrowed, and he pointed at Fu Jiu and Yamaguchi Moto: "Captain, I'll stare at him alone" Yamaguchi Honichi didn't know about the festival between the two of them yesterday, but he made such a request to Shuji, and he was a little surprised: "Yes, but you remember, the person we are focusing on dealing with this time is Qin Mo." ” "Qin Mo is not the one who injured his hand."
Xiu Er disagreed: "Just hand it over to the captain, and I'll destroy them when I kill the person just now." ” Yamaguchi Motoichi's eyebrows furrowed: "Shuji, the Imperial Alliance team is different from the team we met before you, don't underestimate them." ” "Didn't you say that the captain of the competition, I know you fought against the Imperial League before, but it was the likes of Sakura in the past, and now."
Shuji licked his thin lips, bringing out a trace of poison: "Sakura and the others have me, I will destroy them all one by one, and make them regret coming to Tokyo" aa2705221: