Infinite flow: The non-African's partner is the European emperor

【Welcome all players back to the finals. 】

[On the first day of the finals, there were 147 teams that successfully advanced. ]

[The second day of the promotion draw begins now]

All the captains went up to the final stage to draw lots. The words on the big screen kept scrolling, which was dazzling.

Zhou Xing drew a card at random and returned to the team.

When I opened it, I found that I had been drawn into the singles competition this time.

Xie Fei quickly looked up at the screen and discovered that all the games this morning were singles matches.

After deciding on the game format, they began to draw opponents.

Players only need to turn on the bracelet, call up the game interface, click on the match on the screen, and the system will automatically draw an opponent.

The numbers drawn by Xie Fei and the other seven people were all ones they had never seen before.

According to the order of the matches, they should be in the 3rd round.

The teams that enter the competition will be directly teleported to a wide area, and the game process will be displayed on the big screen for everyone to see, including the players outside the finals.

When it was the Koi Team's turn, they walked onto the competition stage one by one. A beam of light enveloped them and instantly teleported them to their respective competition fields.

Weapon and skill cards can be used in the game, but before you start, there is a card ban phase.

This is a bit like when Xie Fei played Pesticide before, in the ranked game, characters were banned and each person could ban one.

Xie Fei's opponents knew him and also knew that there was a European emperor in their team, so they would definitely not be short of gold cards, so they banned the gold cards immediately.

"Ha." Xie Fei laughed, thinking that this person was really interesting, and then chose the banned weapon.

So after the game starts, they can only use blue cards or purple cards to duel.

But who could have known that Xie Fei, a non-African, was most skilled in using the blue card.

"It's been a long time since I touched a skill card." Xie Fei held five cards in his hand with an evil smile on his face, "I really miss this feeling."

His opponent Fang Luo looked at the card in his hand warily and quickly put on a shield for himself.

Xie Fei immediately [Teleported] in front of him and used [Heart-piercing Arrow] to break the opponent's shield.

Fang Luo quickly distanced himself and used the [Earth and Stone Palm] attack, and the stones rushed towards Xie Fei.

[Wind Blade]

Xie Fei used his wind blade to smash the oncoming rocks, and then threw a few frost bombs at Fang Luo.

Fang Luo was hit by the bomb and his speed slowed down. He could only watch the flying attack fall on him.

Even if he has more skill cards, he won't have any chance of winning against Xie Fei and can only struggle desperately.

And Xie Fei was also happy to play with him, so he didn't act so decisively and just exhausted the man to death.

After the game, he left the stadium and found that Zhou Xing had returned to the team room. He looked very comfortable and must have been out for a while.

What Xie Fei is least worried about is his individual competition. There is no doubt that he will be crushed.

After Chen Xuan and the others came out one after another, this round of qualifying matches came to an end.

Xie Fei leaned back in his chair and said doubtfully, "Today's game is so easy. I always feel like OL is going to use a big trick in the back."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

Chen Xuan was closest to the door. After he opened it, he was stunned by the huge crowd outside and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Zhou Xing." The leading man had a fierce aura, a face that looked to be in his thirties or forties, and was wearing a suit. There was something familiar between his eyebrows.

Zhou Xing stood up when he heard the familiar voice, looked towards the door, and called out to the man, "Father."

When Xie Fei was looking at the man in surprise, he heard Zhou Xing say, "You are still alive."

"Aren't you still alive?" Zhou Nantian glanced around the room and said coldly, "Are these your teammates? Do you mind if I come in and talk?"

Xie Fei and the others: “…I don’t mind.”

Zhou Nantian asked the people behind him to wait outside.

After entering the house, his eyes fell on Xie Fei. In addition to teasing, he also asked with some ambiguity, "Your little boyfriend?"

"Yes, Xie Fei, my love." Zhou Xing held Xie Fei by his side and asked indifferently, "You came to me suddenly, there must be something wrong, right? If it's because of my mother, I have nothing to say."

"..." After Zhou Nantian heard him mention Meng Fuge, the expression on his face became a little indifferent.

After a long while, he finally spoke: "How is your mother doing these days? You must have met her many times, right?"

"She's doing well." Zhou Xing held Xie Fei's hand a little tightly, rubbing the back of his hand with his fingertips, as if thinking about something.

Zhou Nantian said coldly: "I came to you today for another matter, to join..."

"I refuse." Zhou Xing didn't even let him finish his words and refused without hesitation.

Zhou Nantian's eyes flashed with displeasure, and his tone became more serious: "Join China."

"I refuse." Zhou Xing said coldly: "If father knows me well, he will know that I won't say it a third time."

Zhou Xing went abroad when he was 18 and stayed abroad until he was 27. During these nine years, he returned to China only a handful of times. Zhou Nantian never got along well with his son and could not even say that he understood him, so this sentence seems particularly ridiculous.

"I also know that my father didn't really invite me to join China. Your purpose is clear to both of us. In other words, I advise you to give up this idea. When mother wants to see you, she will find you herself. You don't have to go through me to find her."

"I have plenty of ways to find her, why would I need to go through you?" Zhou Nantian's face was gloomy, and he said in a cold tone: "You must remember that you are my son."

Xie Fei and the others huddled to one side, trying to reduce their presence as much as possible, for fear of disturbing the conversation between the father and son.

But it was only after seeing it with their own eyes that they realized that the relationship between the father and son was even worse than they had heard.

"Whether you can find it or not is different from whether you can see it or not." Zhou Xing exposed him without hesitation. Seeing the man's face becoming more and more ugly, his mood became a little better.

"I thought my father was not happy to participate in such a competition." Zhou Xing felt that people like Zhou Nantian were arrogant and proud, and they valued their lives the most. He was already surprised that he appeared here.

"It has nothing to do with you." Zhou Nantian felt that since he couldn't reach an agreement with his son and he would be bullied if he stayed here, he might as well leave.

He had just stood up when a familiar voice came from outside.

"Zhou Nantian's people?" The woman's voice, accompanied by the crisp sound of high heels, penetrated his ears.

His fingers trembled slightly and clenched into fists. He watched the door of the room open and saw a touch of bright red. He looked the woman up and down and saw nothing unusual. He seemed to be relieved and relaxed a little.

"Baby, Feibao, mommy is here to see you again!" Meng Fuge didn't even glance at Zhou Nantian, she just walked past him and wanted to hug Zhou Xing and Xie Fei.

"Zhou Nantian!"

Before her hands touched the two people, Zhou Nantian grabbed her waist, lifted her up and took her out of the room.

other people:"????"