C864 Bloody First Class

Fei Ke sat on the e-sports chair. His eyes were deep and sharp. He stared at God Nuo's ID and seemed to be deep in thought.

He had seen the video of Qin Nuo's match. He had seen the most brilliant moves and amazing creativity. He could not ignore the opponent in front of him.

Perhaps Qin Nuo was a late stage genius, but for Fei Ke