Hai Tian Yise and others gave up their harsh words and left. The players around saw that there was no excitement to watch, and they all dispersed. Wang Yuan also brought a group of mobs into the arena.

The team of players participating is different from the audience.

After the audience enters the arena, they are directly teleported to the audience seat, while the participating players are teleported to the participating seat.

At this time, the audience was already crowded, and the ten teams that entered the final battlefield of the Huashan Sword Competition were already here.

Teams that can make it to the finals are not weak players.

Except for the rammed teams in the Central Plains War Zone, the other nine teams are professional teams from major top guilds. It can be seen that ordinary players have no chance in front of professional masters without having any adventures.

As a professional team, it is of course extremely well-known and has no shortage of fans.

Looking at the players of major professional teams in the competition table, the players in the audience exclaimed repeatedly, shouting and cheering, it was almost overturning the arena.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Wang Yuan and his friends sat in the corner of the competition table, rolling their eyes constantly, with disdain on their faces.

"Damn, so many audiences, no one knows us?" Mario was extremely unbalanced.

Why participate in the Huashan Sword Contest? In addition to generous rewards and rewards, the most important thing is that in this world where the strong are respected, it is a very dazzling thing to be able to play and reach the finals, and it can also be recognized by more players, thus becoming famous.

The rabblers fought from the main city arena to here, defeating all kinds of powerful enemies, and even the professional-level expert team was pressed on the ground by the rabblers and beaten up. As a result, when they reached the top of Mount Hua, everyone knew themselves. Do you think it’s annoying?

"You don't have to be angry either!"

Wang Yuan said calmly: "After all, our identity is here, so there is no reason for others to cheer us up."

What Wang Yuan said is reasonable.

The mob is indeed not weak and has been recognized by many players. However, the players here come from five major areas, so how many can the Central Plains area occupy?

What's more, there are professional teams next to the Moon Team. Compared with them, Moon Team seems much inferior.

With a professional-level expert team here, players will definitely not focus on a group of amateur team players.

At most, when you see the rammed team, you will be extremely proud of your praise, and stand there and shout "The rammed team will win." The rammed team is not embarrassing, and others can't shout it out. After all, taste determines a person's level.

"Bang!"

Just as the players were hustle and bustle, the lights in the arena suddenly dimmed.

At the same time, a beam of light fell on the center of the arena, and the host and commentator appeared on the field. The Huashan Sword Contest final officially began.

As the final, this time it is obviously more professional and formal than before.

After talking for a long time, thanking all the players for their 18th generation of ancestors, the host shouted: "Now let me know the team that has advanced to the top of Mount Hua this time!"

After saying that, the beam moved to the competition table of the "Halloween Without Frontier Team" led by the host, and the host began to introduce it.

"Halloween Wujie is a famous veteran team. It has entered the International Professional League several times and won the championship twice. Its record is the best in the history of e-sports... Let's wait and see how they performed this time!!"

"Hallows and saints, the flag is open and victorious! All the saints are boundless, shining everywhere!"

After the host introduced the team, the Halloween Borderless cheerleading team was very suitable and shouted slogans in an orderly manner. Wansheng Mountain is the strongest team recognized in the industry, and its number of fans is countless. With the shouting in unison, the voice directly overshadowed the noise in the arena, which was deafening.

Mario was so happy to see it.

Gu Mo Ting touched his chin and muttered secretly: "This process of shouting slogans is so familiar..."

Next, the shore of the Haihe River is introduced.

"Haihezhibin is also a veteran strong team. He once... had a brilliant record and now he has absorbed the rookie high-level Li Xiaoyao. I hope they will achieve another success!"

"Boy at the shore of the sea and river, we love you!"

After the introduction, the cheerleaders on Haihezhibin also shouted slogans, as if they were more dedicated than the cheerleaders on Halloween. It is worth mentioning that most of the fans on Haihezhibin are female fans, which is a beautiful landscape.

"Trunk little face!"

Wang Yuan and Mario curled their lips.

The beams on the arena fell one by one along the competition seats, and the host immediately introduced all the teams one by one.

Every team here has a brilliant history, impressive record, and great progress. The cheerleading slogans of each team are more magnificent than the other.

At the end of the introduction, the beam fell above Wang Yuan and others.

The first nine teams are all professional teams, and for the players, they are somewhat familiar faces, but after seeing Wang Yuan and others at the end, the audience was stunned.

The reaction of most people is: Who is this? Why is it there? Are they also participating teams?

The few players who recognized the rabble held their breath and did not dare to say a word, for fear that they would know that they knew this unknown team and would be questioned and tasted.

For a moment, the arena became quiet.

"Ahem!"

The host coughed awkwardly and said, "The Moon, I believe everyone is familiar with the number of this team. This number came out more than 20 years ago, like a meteor crossing the sky. Now, after many years, another team of players have picked up the flag! They are the Moon Team from the Central Plains War Zone!"

“…”

The audience is not interested in the host's words.

The Moon was indeed a legendary team more than 20 years ago, but since the retirement of the Iron Bull God, the number of this team has been cancelled.

If it has been passed down to this day, everyone may have a high look, but after so many years, someone has registered this team. Obviously, these guys are just a group of followers. If you can reach the top of Mount Hua, you can only say that the level of the Central Plains team masters is low...

"Forehead……"

Seeing that the audience did not respond, the host was stunned for a moment, and immediately turned his eyes and said, "You may not know that the chaotic contestant Niu Dachun once threatened that the so-called professional circle is just like this! He is really arrogant and arrogant! If he has such a bold statement, he will definitely not be an ordinary person!"

Look, how bad is the host, and you can say anything to revitalize the atmosphere.

"Damn, is it true or false?"

Hearing the host's words, the entire arena was in full swing.

"Are these guys so arrogant? Who gives them the courage?"

"Who knows who these guys are? He doesn't even take it seriously in the professional circle!"

"Go down, go down!" Some people even started to cheer for Wang Yuan and others. If there were cans in the game, I'm afraid that Wang Yuan and others would make a profit by selling junk at this moment.

"Thank you for the compliment!"

Faced with the audience's ridicule and doubts, Wang Yuan and others showed authentic grassroots temperament, and while thanking each other, they raised their middle fingers to the audience.

Seeing these guys so arrogant, the shouts and scolds in the arena were connected!
Chapter completed!