Is Master Feng super amazing today?

Chapter 239: Chapter 240
Zhang Xiaoxiao nodded: "Anyway, if you ask me the team with the best coordination in the LPL division, I will definitely be the first to say the wav team."

Jiang Jinyan also nodded, well, she would definitely answer in the same way.

In the next match, after Qin Shifeng took the first blood of the God of War, he didn't know if he touched some switch, and just turned on the killing mode-the evil dog Feng Ye came online again.

No. In 15 minutes, the first large-scale team battle broke out between the two teams. The ino team, who thought the second game would be a sure win, was punished by Qin Shifeng and screamed in pain. In addition, the wav team cooperated Completely, it didn't arrive in 10 minutes, and it was pushed to the high ground in a wave.

The moment the crystal in the ino base exploded, the big high-definition screen above the stage was filled with the bewildered faces of all members of the ino team.

What are you doing?

Why did you suddenly...lose?
They haven't even figured out how they lost—

Qin Shifeng stood up slowly, raised his hand and took off the sound-proof headphones on his head. When he took off the headphones, he heard thunderous applause from the audience.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiang Jinyan, who was sitting in the fourth row. She sat obediently in her seat, and made a "victory" gesture to him from a distance.

Qin Shifeng's eyes flickered slightly, and the next second, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and he said two words silently:

Fool.

Jiang Jinyan was taken aback for a moment, and when she realized it, Qin Shifeng had already left the field with his teammates.

When we returned to the waiting room, the teammates came over curiously and asked, "Young Master Qin, can you explain why you were a sick cat in the first game and a mad dog in the second game?"

Qin Shifeng sat on the sofa drinking warm water, raised the corner of his eyes: "Because I'm full of energy."

Lu Yan: "Are you cured?"

Qin Shifeng shook his head: "No, I still feel dizzy now."

Ming Yiran was also very curious: "But you just played more fiercely than the God of War. I don't believe that a person who is still sick can do it."

An Ye rolled his eyes, thinking of the conversation between Qin Shifeng and God of War that he had heard outside the waiting room, he said meaningfully: "Oh——I see, our young master Qin is Chongguan I am so angry that I am a beauty!"

The teammates all looked at An Ye, while Qin Shifeng raised his head and glared at him.

"Oh, so it's like this..."

"I understand, I understand, everyone understands..."

The teammates quickly understood, that's how it is!
It's no wonder that First Young Master Qin suddenly felt as if he had been beaten to death, and it wasn't because of his "girl he likes"!

Of course, except for An Ye, no one knows who Qin Shifeng likes...

After a 15-minute break, the third game officially began. This is also the last game, and the winner is about to be decided.

Back on the field, Qin Shifeng sat down and put on the earphones, adjusted the microphone on the earphones, and said lightly: "It's the last one, I'll stick to it."

"Cold sweat is breaking out on your face again." Ming Yiran's eyes were sharp, and he immediately saw beads of sweat oozing from Young Master Qin's forehead.

Qin Shifeng groaned, and casually took the tissue that A Lin handed him to wipe off his sweat, "So we can't wait too long, everyone understand what I mean?"

The teammates nodded.

This game of lol requires a high degree of concentration. Now that Qin Shifeng is still sick, and there are some signs of relapse, if this game drags on for too long, he may faint at any time.

(End of this chapter)