Heavens Gift Pack: Start with One Punch Man

Chapter Four Hundred and Eighty

"Legendary!"

When the sky above Summoner Canyon lights up the icon of super god.

Chen Fan cut out the game and glanced at the barrage in the live broadcast room.

"If you don't want to be a professional, you will be a small anchor here?"

Once, seeing such a barrage, Chen Fan would smile knowingly.But now, I can’t laugh anymore...

Maybe it's because I used to have a bit of arrogance in my heart!

I feel that if I give up live streaming, I might be able to ride the arena like the genius jackelove and become famous.

But at an older age, even though his consciousness is still there, his operation and reaction speed has gradually fallen short of the rhythm of young people.

From live broadcast king, to master, diamond...

Now, he has become the silver anchor he hates most.

People give nickname: Xiaosi.

Because there is no mom...

The decline in popularity, the swearing of the audience, and the contempt of parents and friends.

Chen Fan is not reconciled!

It's not that he has no talent, he is just born at a bad time!

Desperately control the extremely difficult Raven, 1v2, 1v3, double kill, triple kill, aced.

He retrieved his previous reaction!

The opposite base exploded, and Chen Fan fell down with a "bang"...

"The anchor died suddenly?"

"How is it possible? It must be a show." "Yes, don't the horse monkeys often play like this?"

"Wori, it seems something is really wrong."

The atmosphere in the live broadcast room became weird.

"I'm a medical student, who should call the police, the anchor really died suddenly."

The live broadcast room has been blocked.

Anchor Chen Fan: It's offline.

…………

When the light dispels the darkness.

Ding!

[I can see the next system and the binding is successful.

A cold voice sounded.

Chen Fan suddenly opened his eyes.

On the mottled ceiling, there is a fat spider weaving a web.

Where is this?

Chen Fan immediately understood that he was not in the rental house in Magic City.

Standing up straight from the bed, Chen Fan saw a big poster.

The latest moba game-League of Legends, the S3 season officially opens.

Hero, waiting for you to fight!

"I was born again?"

Chen Fan knows very well that this is a rental house in his third year of junior high school.

Looking at the poster in front of him, it was as if there was a fire burning in Chen Fan's heart. It was burning with enthusiasm and he couldn't help himself.

League of Legends, season three!

Chen Fan remembers clearly that when he was seventeen that year, he failed the high school entrance examination and failed to enter the county's key high school.

And Faker, also a 17-year-old genius, has become a professional player and won his first world championship.

The era belonging to the Great Demon King has begun!

In his previous life, when Chen Fan officially came into contact with LOL, he was already in high school.

He has thought about it countless times:

If I go back to S3, maybe I can become Faker too!

If I was a few years younger, I could also go to the stadium to play professionally.

Chen Fan was stunned, shaking and slowly raising his hands.

The hands in front of them are white and tender, but quick and powerful!

"Really back!"

Chen Fan couldn't help being excited anymore, took out ten yuan from the tin can and went straight to the Internet cafe at the gate of the community.

"Boss, turn on the machine."

Chen Fan was shaking with excitement, and his voice became louder.

"Be quiet."

Huang Mao's network manager took the money like a thief, and lowered his voice: "Go to the 36th machine and be ready to disembark at any time."

Chen Fan was taken aback.

That's right!

In this life, I am only seventeen years old and a minor.

This is the age that even Internet cafes cannot enter.

But in e-sports, it is the age that can play most!

Chen Fan turned on the computer with trembling hands, too excited.

He wasn't sure whether his reaction speed followed the rebirth and returned to the age of seventeen.

He wants to play a game, give it a try!

"This kid won't be sick, right?"

The yellow-haired webmaster in the bar scratched his head and decided to pay more attention to this kid later.

When he got sick in an Internet cafe, the boss had to take his skin off.

Chen Fan turned on the computer, and finally found the retro League of Legends login icon in CF, DNF and other games that are popular on the Internet.

Double-click the mouse, and the login interface opens in a burst of exciting music.

account number:…….

password:…….

Chen Fan was stunned: He almost forgot. He had never played League of Legends in his previous life s3. Where did he get his account?

Register a new account to chat with Hanbing?

Although I miss it very much, Chen Fan is really not in that mood now.

However, this does not bother him.

As the saying goes, it is difficult to find a network administrator.

"Do you want to borrow the account?"

Huang Mao's network manager frowned, and subconsciously wanted to refuse.

"Just play!"

Chen Fan stared at Huang Mao's webmaster closely: "You enter your account number, I will leave after playing, and the rest of the network fee will be yours."

Upon hearing this, Huang Mao was also a little moved.

"That's it, just play, not qualify."

Huang Mao finished entering the password.

Looking at the unfamiliar and familiar game screen, Chen Fan's hands trembled slightly, clicked paly, Summoner Canyon matched.

"Hum!"

The game advances in seconds.

Choose a hero.

Chen Fan was taken aback, subconsciously thinking that someone would choose Yasuo in seconds.

But when Galen's icon lit up, Chen Fan remembered: In the s3 season, the famous orphan swordsman Yasuo has not landed in Summoner Canyon.

Chen Fan's gaze quickly searched among the many heroes, and then he locked on a hero he was most familiar with-Raven, the Blade of Exile.

The day of the broken sword and the return of the knight!

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