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Chapter 577 Goal - Champion!

Chapter 577: Target - Champion!

"Congratulations, Twelve Winged Angel, your comprehensive strength has met the requirements of participating in the 'National Honor Activities'. Do you participate?"

“yes!”

Looking at the questions popping up on the screen and the fireworks and firecrackers that were setting off, Zhang Mu raised his fist vigorously and shouted loudly: "It's great! I'm selected! Hahaha!"

In fact, it is already a must-have with Zhang Mu's current strength to participate in the "National Honor" and it is almost certain to win. But before the official notification was made, Zhang Mu would occasionally make some noise in his heart. Now it is fine, completely eliminating his troubles and getting the ticket to the national honor!

"Haha! Brother! I'm selected!"

The glass window was pulled down with a 'smash', and the fat man's face was squeezed into a ball, blocking the tiny window and smiling at Zhang Mu.

"Haha! Great!"

"Brother Mu! I'm also selected!" Longgen, the night is romantic, Wei Yang, Chen Long shouted joyfully one after another, and then the Northeastern man, Deng Jie.

"Very good! Eight people in the Twelve Studios, all selected! This is what I want!" Zhang Mu walked out of the game cabin with a smirk, raised his fist and said, "This time, we still have only one goal!"

"Champion!" everyone shouted loudly.

"That's right! Only the champion!"

When the eight young men and women were in a mess, the young couples Wu Ling and Qin Xiaoke on the other side were a little depressed. Since they were the main practice of "heroes fighting for hegemony", the national honor this time had nothing to do with them. Since it didn't matter, they naturally had no qualifications to enter.

Zhang Mu came to Wu Ling with a smile, patted his shoulder, and comforted him: "We are going to participate in national honors for the time we are going to participate in national honors. I'll ask you to take care of you. Don't be discouraged. Your real battlefield is in the 'Heroes World Cup'..."

Wu Ling nodded and sighed, "Oh, if I had known, I would have played heroic invincible with you, Master..." Soon, Wu Ling's face improved, and he smiled and said, "Master, you must win the championship! Don't say what you want to win glory for the country, at least you have to continue to win and create a myth!"

"Haha! You need to say this!" Zhang Mu patted Wu Ling heavily, turned around and said to everyone: "Weiyang, count the list of participants in Chinatown this time, Fatty, go find Da Ben, A Shuai, they should have also been qualified for the competition. They will have a meeting later to prepare for the qualifiers!"

"receive!"

With a command, the young man and woman entered the game cabin with ecstasy and began their busy pre-war preparations. Zhang Mu was no exception. After re-entering the game, there were several unread text messages in the lower right corner of the screen. As for his private secret language channel, it was blown up a few minutes ago.

"Twelve, I wish our national honorary cooperation in advance, and the only goal is the champion! Amu."

"Amu, how many have you entered?" Zhang Mu replied and asked. Amu's group of people are very strong, definitely beyond ordinary top players. Zhang Mu saw it with his own eyes, otherwise he would not have made crazy words, just say "champion".

"Including me, Huangquan, plague, and viruses, a total of 10 people in the Blood Poppy won the quota for the competition." A Mu said lightly.

"10 people! Oh! Very good! Haha, it seems that you are full of talents in the blood poppy!" Zhang Mu smiled and said, "I wish you a happy word to wish us a happy cooperation in advance! I will wait until the list of participating in the competition is coming down later. I will hold a brief meeting on the audio channel, you see..."

"No problem, I will definitely arrive." A Mu agreed immediately. This was unexpected by Zhang Mu. When he was the first national honor, he was very angry to compete for command with the old guns of the Temple.

"This time... there shouldn't be anyone like Lao Gun again?" Zhang Mu thought to himself.

"Twelve." Myths hurt me. I wandered around the world. A group of crazy dragons entered the channel one after another, and the sound was also full of joy.

"You all came in?" Zhang Mu asked with his eyes narrowed.

"Of course! I, Daben, Tianya, Kuanglong, and Taotian, have all entered. There are 100 Chinese players in the e-district, and our Chinatown accounts for almost half! More than 40 are our people!" Mythshu clenched his fists and shouted: "I have been waiting for this day for a long time... I missed the first national honor, but I will never miss the second!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Except for Zhang Mu's Twelve Studios and the scattered players on the other side, most of the remaining people are novices who participated in the "National Honor" for the first time. In terms of excitement, they are far higher than Zhang Mu and the others. After all, they are "a big girl who gets into the sedan chair" which is understandable.

"There will be 'rules' on the official website later. If I guess well, it should be similar to last year." As a 'veteran', it is necessary for Zhang Mu to teach competition experience to these 'rookies'.

During the chat of everyone, the official website of Heroes Invincible announced the list of more than 100 teams in each district after 10 minutes. A total of more than 1,400 teams participated in the qualifiers. On average, there were nearly 150 countries in each district, and a total of 14,000 top hero players from all countries. Unfortunately, in the afternoon of the next day, only 9 teams were qualified to qualify, which was so cruel that it was suffocating.

"Brother! Look! You are the first-ranked Chinese team in our e-district! Just like the first one!" The fat man stared at the screen and shouted wildly.

Myth was so hurt that the big mouth began to nag again: "It's nothing strange. What's the strength of Twelve? Everyone can see it. If it's not the first one, it's a ghost! But, this Huangquan... Amu... who are they? They don't seem to be from the e-district? How could they come to the e-district to participate in the competition? And they can also rank second and third. Even Da Ben and I were suppressed by them!"

Although Mythshu and others formed a team with Amu and the others, they knew each other, but Zhang Mu did not tell them about their participation in national honors in advance, so they seemed particularly confused at this time.

"Hmph, there are so many rich people in China, what's so strange about how many prodigal sons have?" The sarcastic and mean sarcastic worms were still unchanged when they spoke. Seeing that he was not talking about himself, everyone was with him.

Just as Zhang Mu was about to explain, Huang Quan's deep voice rang out from everyone's ears: "Word, when will you get rid of your bad breath..."

"Who the hell are you..." The ice-crossing silkworm screamed, and suddenly felt that the sound sounded a little familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had heard it.

"Haha, Amu, Huangquan, you are here! Welcome!" Zhang Mu laughed and introduced to everyone 10 players who came to the e-district to participate in national honors, mainly Amu.

"Hey, who the hell are you who said to me just now?" After Zhang Mu finished introducing the article, the Frozen Silkworm screamed again with anger. He was more than ten thousand people on weekdays, and he couldn't stand this anger.

"I am..." Huang Quan said as soon as he spoke, the myth wounded suddenly roared: "Is it... it's 'President Tu'? Are you 'President Tu'?"

"Hahaha! Ah, after so many years, you still recognize my voice. Now I am not called 'President Tu', but Huang Quan!" Huang Quan said happily.
Chapter completed!
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