The bustling light market, countless sleepless people are looking for their lives under various lights.

Although it is already ten o'clock in the evening, the city is still brightly lit. It is one of the most prosperous cities in the world, New York, the second home of countless dreamers.

It has become an Internet cafe, the largest Internet cafe chain brand in the United States, accounting for almost 90% of the entire Internet cafe market in the United States.

This store located in New York is their main store, covering an area of ​​thousands of square meters. Today, the main store of Internet cafes is holding a world-class competition for Warcraft.

An open space was drawn in the middle of the Internet cafe, and countless people were staring at the two face-to-face computers in the center.

There were two people sitting in front of the computer, a white man, the most talented boy in the United States, a genius known as the King of Warcraft, God Z. A yellow man, a former world champion, has won four world championship trophys.

He is a Chinese, id, the Great Emperor.

At this time, the emperor was frowning, while God Z was smiling and seemed very relaxed.

The two of them had been in the championship battle for forty minutes. The rising star Z God established a considerable advantage at the beginning of the game. Then, with his fierce attack and unstoppable momentum, he forced the emperor into a hurry.

After just twenty minutes, an insurmountable advantage was established, completely suppressing the emperor's living space.

After struggling hard for forty minutes, the emperor still did not find a breakthrough and was completely suppressed by God Z. Even though he had the experience of the Taoist and accumulated profound skills, the emperor still could not turn the tables and win.

"It's gone."

The emperor shook his head gently, took a breath, struggled hard for forty minutes, but still couldn't find a chance. From the beginning, God Z pressed step by step, not allowing himself to enter the most comfortable development method. Obviously, he had studied his own playing style and prepared strange moves. He could not resist it after a set of combined punches.

It's been four years.

The Emperor looked at the stage he was on with a little nostalgia, and then looked at the World Championship Trophy that stopped not far away.

He sighed softly and quit the game.

"The Emperor withdrew from the game! The champion, the champion is a 17-year-old genius boy from the United States, z!!!!"

The host held the microphone and ran quickly to the middle of the stage, shouting loudly at the final winner. All the audience members on the scene cheered and shouted.

God Z held his handsome blue hair, obviously, before the game, he spent a long time to deal with it. He gently plucked his bangs and yawned, feeling that such a game would not have any challenge for him at all.

He stood up from the stool, raised his hands gently, feeling the joy of victory, the cheers drowned him, and the colorful light gathered at his feet.

He seemed to suddenly remember something, left from his seat, and walked a few steps to the emperor.

"Liu, some people are old and should leave, are you right?"

"I hope you keep your promise and leave Warcraft forever. This professional path has nothing to do with you from now on. Of course, you can continue to fight. Anyway, those who fail will always fail. The weak should cheer for the strong in the audience like them."

Z pointed to the ecstatic audience in the audience and smiled disdainfully.

"Oh by the way, my agent taught me a word before going on stage, it's from your China."

"I've given up."

Z bowed his hand a little clumsyly, as if he was kind-hearted, but in fact he was ridiculed with nude sarcasm.

Faced with all this, the emperor was indifferent. He was just touching his keyboard and mouse gently, as if he was nostalgic for the last stage.

The custom version of the Crime Prison keyboard set used by the Emperor was specially made for him, the four-time champion, and accompanied him to compete in careers and training for countless days and nights.

"Emperor!! Look here, look here!"

An audience from China shouted at the Emperor and wanted to take a photo of him.

The emperor was so excited that he looked at the fan's mobile camera by the shouting. His colleague also smiled at this moment, but this smile was a slightly bitter smile.

This is like the prey of the weak, this is failure. The victorious person sits on the throne, while the loser can only leave the stage sadly and be forgotten.

Even if he is the Great Emperor, he cannot win forever.

Failure is destined to be gradually forgotten by people, just like the yellow sand raised into the air, completely dissipating and disappearing into the wind.

The name of the Emperor, Liu Feng, has unparalleled achievements in the game. When he was only 15 years old, he became the most famous Warcraft genius in China. As long as he participated in the competition, the champion would only belong to him. After he defeated all professional players in China at the age of sixteen, he began to look at the world. He knew that in China, Warcraft's level is not the world's first, and there are many opponents in this world that are worthy of his challenge.

So he joined a club, formed his own team, and began a challenge journey. Britain, France, Germany, Italy, Japan, and South Korea. He traveled all over the world and all developed countries. He defeated one enemy after another. All famous Warcraft players in the world are undefeated under his hands without exception.

However, just when he reached the final battle, it was also the birthplace of Warcraft. In the United States, in the finals, the American genius boy, Z-god, challenged Liu Feng and made a promise with Liu Feng that the loser would withdraw from the professional circle forever. Liu Feng happily accepted it and defeated so many famous people. How could he be afraid of a young and energetic newcomer?

However, everything that followed completely destroyed Liu Feng.

Destroy this, the legend of Warcraft.

Three years later,

In mainland China, S City, Liu Feng, who is already 18 years old, is packing his things in his room. Even though he has won so many world championships and transferred so much money, Liu Feng's family still maintains his usual simple style. They still dominate the 80-square-meter building that Liu Feng's father earned throughout his life.

"I just said that my son is smart. Even though classes have been suspended for so long, he still reached the second-tier line in the college entrance examination, which is much better than the son of the old Wang family next door. Humph."

In the kitchen, Liu Feng's mother was busy, and while cooking, the smile on her face was still there.

"Yes, yes, your son is the smartest. Okay, hurry up and cook. After a while, you have to go out. I have to thank Teacher Bai. I heard that Liu Feng has been suspended for so long and he will give Liu Feng a lesson every day."

On the side, Liu Feng's father also smiled. He was lying on the spot while calling Liu Feng.

"Xiao Feng, come and have a meal soon! Go to your Teacher Bai's house in a while!"

"Why!"

Liu Feng agreed to his father's scream, but his eyes were still staring at the computer screen not far away.

On the screen, an e-sports competition is playing.

League of Legends match.

Liu Feng couldn't understand the game, but after experiencing e-sports, he could naturally feel the atmosphere, audience, commentators, lights, and sounds there.

And those kills and cooperation made Liu Feng's heart pound.

The light from the computer screen shot into Liu Feng's eyes.

Reflecting an excitement.
Chapter completed!