DNF Phantom Liver Emperor

Chapter 731 The game is cool!Hot blood is hard to cool!

"Brother Feng!"

"Sign up quickly!"

The little chubby ran to the bar in a panic.

"Only 100 teams can sign up. There are so many people in our national server, I guess it will be full soon!"

"Yes!"

The other brother also said anxiously.

"I saw just now that the registration link has been stuck. It is estimated that everyone is registering, hurry up!"

"Our Illusory God team has formed two teams, so we can't miss this opportunity to sign up!"

Lin Feng nodded slightly.

He looked at the registration link, lost in thought.

At this time, the irritable brother and the buddy who exclaimed just now, a group of people ran to the bar in a huge crowd.

"Sign up?"

"Report your fucking name!"

The irritable old man said angrily.

"It's still a chicken feather, our Illusory God Guild can't be bullied by this, what are we going to do?"

"Being judged by a stick, rubbing against the ground?"

"Go and win the championship!"

Shocked by the anger of the crowd, the little fat pier opened his eyes in disbelief.

"The level of the PK masters in our Fantasy God team is not afraid of stick players at all!"

"champion?"

"It's very blue (difficult)!"

Fenghuang Yu stood aside and said helplessly.

"President, speak up!"

"Hey!"

"What did I say?"

Lin Feng sighed helplessly.

"Also PK, P fucking!"

"Bangzi judges this group of grandchildren, how dare I give him face? The Guild of Imaginary Gods will not participate in this PK event!"

"Damn, you wait for me to kill him!"

"Fuck!"

"Really?"

"Brother Feng, this is a mid-stick match. The opponents are Jin Awesome, Zhenji Xiao, and Pu Yexuan!"

A group of people became restless for a moment.

"Strength fucking!"

"Come to the national service competition, three stick referees, I can't swallow this tone, who likes to participate in the competition!"

Lin Feng suppressed his anger and said.

"I'll just leave my words here today. Those of the Illusory God Guild who want to participate in the competition should withdraw from the guild first!"

"Fuck!"

"Brother Feng Niubi!"

"That sounds really uplifting!"

The brothers couldn't help being shocked.

The most excited one was the irritable old man just now.

"Brother Feng, can I post what you said just now on the Internet, let those idiots see the strength of our Illusory God Guild!"

"send!"

"Send it to me!"

Lin Feng said.

"And let me know that I want to plan with the weak bones of the national uniform, and I will do it to the end, as I said!"

"Fuck!"

"Brother Feng, why don't you calm down?"

As soon as this remark came out, even the irritable old man was a little uneasy, after all, he publicly challenged the plan.

Are you really not afraid of planning?

"I'm calm!"

"Planning is for the game, it's for the players, it's not fucking for TX, I'm going to fix the problem of planning today, and let them see the integrity of the players!"

Lin Feng said angrily.

"it is good!"

"I'm not going to play either!"

Little Fatty said righteously.

"Hahaha!"

"Little Fatty, what level are you in PK, haven't you seen players who only need to be Supreme 6 or above?"

Everyone laughed.

"what?"

"I didn't see it!"

The little fat pier is a little embarrassed, but quite cute.

……

Soon, two messages.

It's like two bombshells.

Spread quickly in the game and on the Internet!

"The planning of the DNF national server has broken the spine! The three referees in the national server competition are all sticks, and they are too bullying!"

"Phantom God Guild refuses to participate in the DNF mid-stick contest. The president of the Phantom God says: We must follow the plan to the end!"

……

Two pieces of news spread rapidly.

Without any communication in advance, various gods began to respond one after another.

"The 10000 prize money for the championship is really deceiving players in the Chinese server who have no backbone? All members of the Gunslinger Guild will withdraw from this PK competition!"

"Thenoe Guild, never bow your head!"

"Chairman Dabao, together with the vice-chairman Lonely Lantern, publicly announced that this PK competition will be withdrawn from the plenary session!"

"People from the Demon Realm are not easy to bully!"

"Magic Guild, unite as one, national server players unite, recast my unyielding soul!"

"Hot-blooded PK guild, president Hongyan Xiaokui announced that all members of the guild are prohibited from participating in PK competitions. If you insist on participating, please leave the guild and never join again!"

"The game is cool!"

"The blood is hard to cool!"

"Stones can be broken, but they can't be taken away! Xiao Xiao barbarians do all the things of ants, how can they be weak in planning, and insult my ambition of 800 million warriors!"

……

at dusk.

Lin Feng looked at the news on the Internet, his blood was boiling, and he was a little teary for a while, this is the backbone of the players of the national server!

The Phantom God Guild will take the lead.

The major guilds in the first area corresponded.

The news is like a spark, and under the relay of many players, it becomes a wildfire in a blink of an eye, unstoppable!

Everyone is waiting!

Just wait for the national service planning to stand up!

Even if it is to post an explanation in the forum, or a statement, or simply cancel the competition.

But nothing!

The voice of the players, the planner turned a deaf ear.

Lin Feng knew very well how tough DNF's early planning was, and its attitude towards players was very bad.

in their eyes.

The players are not taken seriously at all.

The so-called 800 million warriors are nothing but slogans they promote, and they are the performance of their promotion and salary increase.

It's not the title of a hot-blooded teenager.

Like everyone else, Lin Feng was also waiting for the plan to bow his head, even though he knew that it was almost impossible.

Planning is weak.

Then smash it!

Minutes passed by.

Lin Feng was still the same as before, no matter what the result he believed in, he still objectively gave the plan a chance.

Or rather, give planning time.

If there is no response from the planner before 8 o'clock in the evening, then don't blame Lin Feng for not giving him face.

As a real hardcore player.

They know the style of planning too well, they are not afraid of the anger of the majority of players, and they are not afraid of everyone's resistance.

Even well-known domestic PK players.

They all quit the PK competition, and it has nothing to do with them. At that time, they will definitely be able to gather people for the PK competition.

They don't care about the result of the game.

If the national server wins, it is a carnival for the players, so what does it have to do with their planning?and--

If there is no great god to participate.

No one questioned whether the competition was fair or not. Anyway, it was just a matter of making up the numbers, and even protests couldn't make a splash.

Second, because there are no great gods participating.

It was a matter of course for the Bangzi player to win the championship, and he also fulfilled the purpose of actively showing his favor to Bangzi. After all, the three referees were all Bangzi, so they backed down to this point.

It is clear what the purpose is.

So what does it matter to them?

Lin Feng really knew very well that to hit a snake, you need to hit it seven inches, and you have to kill it in one blow, and you can't let it bite back.

The national server players couldn't swallow this breath.

This is no longer just a game issue, nor is it an issue of fairness and justice. This incident has risen to an unbearable height.

The last digit is skipped.

The time came to 8 o'clock in the evening...

(End of this chapter)