Wang Fan chuckled, indicating that he would not answer this question.
Did he say that he had transmigrated?
That was impossible.
When they returned to the club, the players were in the middle of ranking. When they saw Wang Fan and Able, they greeted them.
Normally, the company's event time was from 7 am to 7 pm, but the club was different. It was from 12 pm to 12 pm. This wasn't something illegal, but a rule. It wasn't just in China, but all over the world.
It was considered a big number. At this time, he could make an appointment with any team in the world.
In other words, Evil Wind had gotten off work.
She could go play, but Wang Fan and the others had to continue working.
Before that, Able had arranged a bed for Wang Fan. The team dormitory was a two-person room. Because Able only knew how to play games, he wasn't particularly popular, so... Wang Fan became his roommate.
Next, Wang Fan returned to his seat and continued playing the game.
First, he had to increase the rank of his original account.
Silver?
This was not possible.
And so…in the Summoner's Canyon, an unacceptable joke appeared.
The other Support was Wind Maiden, Zither Maiden, and Nanny.
This person was different. What Han Bing? If he really couldn't do it, he could just sign a contract with the Barbarian King.
What was this?
A family of three?
Of course…this wasn't any ordinary ranking.
It was the placement match.
Many of the people who were matched in this competition were just bystanders in the placement competition.
After seeing Wang Fan's Support, he was basically in despair. He was already thinking of reporting this bastard after the match.
However, as the match continued, they realized that it was a pity that this Support was playing so inappropriately.
Other Support's would at most destroy the opposing ADC's mentality, but this Support was different. Not only would he not let go of other ADC's, he would not even let go of his own ADC.
It was a huge tragedy.
One match, two matches…three matches.
After winning the match, Wang Fan would receive a certain amount of experience points.
At the same time, Wang Fan also understood the rules of the system. The higher the rank, the more difficult the competition would be, and the more experience he would gain.
Silver game, one point of experience.
In the Golden Game, it was three points.
The Platinum round, on the other hand, was five points.
The diamond round was at seven.
The Masters match started at 10 o'clock.
As for the training match, he gained 20 experience points.
However, there were not training matches every day. There were more than a dozen people on the soldiers 'side, and they would occasionally train with the youth trainees. Some of the regular players did not even get a chance to play.
Not to mention an experience student like Wang Fan?
Playing two training matches a week was already very lucky.
Because it was an experiential student quota, the team didn't sign a contract with Wang Fan. However, Hoodlum valued Wang Fan very much. It wasn't just Hoodlum, but the others too. Maybe it was because Wang Fan was a good person.
Under Wang Fan's leadership, Able was also a little more cheerful.
It was also at this time that Wang Fan's rank gradually increased.
Ten consecutive wins in the placement matches, reaching the Gold Quality.
Then…he reached Diamond Three within a week.
The win rate was as high as 80%. This was the first time Wang Fan felt so good.
However, Wang Fan's reputation was unexpectedly low.
Let's put it this way…
TPG had an option to blacklist people with likes. This was different from his previous life. This number would be reset once a season. Under normal circumstances, people would probably blacklist more people with likes, right?
But Wang Fan was different. It was the complete opposite.
There were very few likes, but…there were hundreds of blacklisted comments.
Wang Fan didn't know what to say.
His Support was actually not bad, like now.
11/1/7 was definitely the best record in the entire match. Unfortunately…the name of this Support was Graves.
As for their ADC, Little Cannon, he was already full of praise.
"F * ck, you support, f * ck you. You ** you **!"
The stars on the screen showed how angry Little Pao was.
However…it was also at this moment.
Wang Fan's Q-skill killed two birds with one stone. Relying on the small soldier's catapult effect, he instantly killed the opposing skateboard shoe.
At that time, Little Pao didn't say anything.
He felt that if he continued speaking, he would be the one to die.
The competition ended just like that.
Wang Fan couldn't help but smack his lips." It's only been 15 minutes. Why can't I hold on anymore?"”
able：“…………”
Who the hell could endure this?
In the live streamer industry, there was a live streamer who had never been a human. This was the veteran of RNG, Super God. In the past, Able felt that he had gone overboard. Who would play games like this?
Could the ordinary players have some dignity? Now that they saw Wang Fan's technique, it was not just a little bit too much. What Ice Fist Enchantress, Ice Fist Bomb Man, these were all child's play.
Have you seen Prince AP, Tanker Ali? Never seen him before?
Now, he had seen it!
Even his own people couldn't stand such a Support, let alone the other side.
However, this fellow was playing quite well. Where was the logic in this?
Because of this, Wang Fan had been reported too many times, but this person seemed to have been blessed by a fist.
Not only was he not banned, but the person who reported him was also banned five times for maliciously reporting him.
Could this be the legendary saying that good people don't live long and evil people live for a thousand years?
"Eh…the ranking competition? Qiqi, do you want to play together?"
"No!" Able refused decisively. I'm afraid of being beaten up."
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