Quick Transmigration: The Host Is Sweeter Than Sugar

This is King's six consecutive championships!

It also means that Jiangbei Island has still completed its rule of the gaming circle.

He is still that unique god, the god who dragged King from the quagmire to the peak, the god in the hearts of countless people.

The fans suddenly burst into huge cheers, their voices loud enough to break through the roof, countless people excitedly waved their hands and team emblems, and screamed the names of the King team and team members.

The ranking of the team was announced on the public screen.

The remaining teams were agitated because they won a good ranking, and some were frustrated because of mistakes.

Xu You glanced at Luo Qiwen next to him, his eyes bright and full of excitement.

They really held it.

King's champion!

Nie Yuan also leaned over with a smile, and said in a low voice, "Brother Yu, awesome!"

Baizhou beside him also looked at Jiangbei Island gratefully.

Both Bai Zhou and Nie Yuan are young, only 19 years old this year, and they are considered "newcomers".

The consciousness and skills are not as good as Luo Qiwen and Xu Youhao. Baizhou has just switched from a substitute to a formality this year. It is the first time to participate in an important event such as the International League. There have been several accidents during the game, and Jiangbeiyu has turned the tide.

Jiangbeiyu patted him on the shoulder, the dark pupils were smiling, but they were very serious.

"Go back and watch the video of the game ten times, summarize the problem, and train in this aspect in the future."

Bai Zhou's expression shrank and said loudly, "Don't worry, Captain!"

The fans in the audience were still cheering, Jiangbei Yu and Feng Linbo looked at each other from the air, and Feng Linbo turned his head away with disgust.

Damn, this kid will retire later, he can't lead the team to play against him...

In other words, he will always crush him.

How upset about thinking.

The twenty packs of strawberry candies that were stored at home are not for him!

Feng Linbai caress carefully.

With the announcement of the results, Jiang Beiyu took the team members to the podium, and the familiar trophy was handed to him.

Jiang Beiyu held the trophy in his hand, with a wicked smile on his thin red lips.

"I'm tired of watching this trophy. When will I change the look?"

The team next to it, "..."

Too fucking hate this sentence!

The team members who heard this sentence all glared at him.

King members also covered their faces embarrassedly.

Boss, you are going to retire after this year, and we have to fight with other teams. Is this giving us hatred...

There was wheat on Jiangbeiyu's body, and the fans in the audience heard his words.

Fans too: "..."

How did they fan this shameless old gangster?

Jiang Beiyu gave a low laugh, hooked Nie Yuan's collar with one hand, and pulled him in front of him, lazily handing the trophy in his hand to Nie Yuan's hand.

"Come, see clearly."

Nie Yuan received the trophy with a dazed expression.

I saw the person in front of me lazily speaking.

"The trophy looks like this. You will take this trophy back to King every year in the future. Get familiar with it in advance."

Nie Yuan, "..."

He suspects that the captain is drawing hatred on him and has the evidence!

The player next to him almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Fans are also all kinds of contempt, but there are also a small number of fans who noticed something wrong.

Jiangbeiyu's slender eyelashes were drooping, his white fingers straightened his collar, and his voice was deep and elegant.

"I hope that without my King, I will still be King in the future."

"I'm going to retire."

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