"Get him! Get him! Oh my God, the Dragon was snatched. Are you kidding me? Even after Coach Mr. Kang signed a contract with the Dragon themselves?"
"77777, the head coach is preparing to take the stage!"
Fang Jueyu leisurely watched the 77th League of Legends World Championship on Earth. However, now there were no national distinctions or regions, as every team was made up of top players from various cities. Of course, some ancient teams had been passed down.
That team called EDG—its head coach was already over a hundred years old but still fought valiantly on the frontline of coaching.
"Why haven't these people surrendered yet?" Fang Jueyu glanced through the spaceship's glass at the thirty-one tortured demigods. Three hours had passed and not a single one had surrendered!
But they were clearly exhausted, having no strength left even to continue releasing Cosmic Source Power, twitching like corpses at the same spot.
