With Duan Qing's temper and current situation, it is difficult for him to continue to appear in the League Cup as a coach now, not to mention the last incident with Xueling Huanbing off the court.
, which made him, a person who had already been noticed by the professional circle, once again exposed a lot. However, the recent series of games and the efforts of the players led by Mengzhu made this professional player from three years ago feel
Full of sighs and sighs, it was really unbearable for him to give up his support for that group of people at this time.
Although in his mind, their level of hard work and dedication is not enough to compare with the talents and efforts of other professional players, getting an opportunity to compete with other professional players is enough to exceed his original expectations and imagination.
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"Speaking of which, it's still the brawl mode that's to blame."
On the way back to the meeting point in the tavern, Duan Qing continued in a low voice. He had been thinking about how to conquer this city for the past few days, and for the first time he put it outside the scope of the free world: "That kind of
The model is destined for everyone to have their own way of survival, even if it has never appeared in the history of the League Cup. The strong people can choose to push all the way, while the weak people can choose to endure and hide, using the terrain and
Ambush to improve your ranking..."
"Unless luck is always bad, most people can get to the top." Legend of Flame, also wrapped in a windbreaker, nodded and replied: "But... this novel mode must require a high level of game understanding, right?"
"
"The following competitions have been divided into groups. It seems that there is no need to continue to consider this point." Duan Qing said in a calm voice: "Take the top thirty-two and divide them into eight groups... Hey, at first I saw
At this number, I thought they were going to go all the way through the knockout rounds."
"The alliance is forcing itself to add drama." Legend of Flame also lowered his head and sighed; "Wouldn't it be better to finish the work early and then each find their own things to do?"
"The professional team this time did not put too much experience into the competition, which can be seen from the previous Wings of Freedom." Duan Qing tilted his head: "They actually have the leisure to follow us...mostly
It’s probably because I have too much free time left in the competition.”
"It's you who are chasing us, not us." Legend of Flames corrected: "Even if there is no personal grudge between you two, they must be here for Ayina. If you don't get rid of that hot potato quickly, forget it.
, and you’re actually still here fighting against the Empire’s people…”
"It sounds nice, but you can teach me a way to deal with it?" Duan Qing spread his hands helplessly: "I work overtime every day to give her language lessons, just to understand what this woman who fell from the sky has.
Use it."
"...Okay, okay, I know you are busy enough."
Reaching out and pushing in the direction of Duan Qing, Lieyan Legend said in a low voice: "Then what are you going to do next? Are you really going to continue to hang out with those resistance forces?"
"……certainly."
Pointing to the direction they had just walked, Duan Qing nodded his head: "I have made up my mind since I discovered those stone pillars."
"...but we still don't have any good solution now."
Knowing that the other party would not continue to explain the secrets of those stone pillars, Legend of Flame lowered his head and reminded: "If we add the threat of the Wings of Freedom that may appear, our next mission has no chance of winning..."
"You can't defeat us, you can only outwit us." Duan Qing smiled slightly: "Isn't this the plan we have come up with just for this purpose?"
"But I always feel... forget it."
Looking at the other party again, Legend of Flame finally gave up the doubts he wanted to raise: "You are the boss, you have the final say. Since you no longer want to continue investigating... does that mean we can officially start?"
"We can't talk about officially starting...it's okay to prepare in advance." Duan Qing took out his adventurer's manual: "Mark the location of the stone pillars you discovered in the past two days to me. I will study it later."
"Then...what about the next game?"
According to the other party's wishes, he took out the same map on his waist, and Legend of Flame stopped in his tracks: "Don't you plan to continue training them?"
"Let them fend for themselves." Duan Qing replied without raising his head: "Anyway, it will be a double-elimination system. If you lose one game, there will be another one..."
"Double defeat?" Legend of Flame stopped his movements again: "Is it the kind of group stage method where you will be eliminated after two defeats?"
"Why, you don't know?"
"It's not like I care about that every day like you. Of course this is the first time I've heard of it... It's tiring to live like a thief under the eyes of these imperial people every day, let alone running errands for you...
…”
"Don't put it in such a harsh way, I see you and the guys on your team...aren't you very excited these days?"
"I don't know how excited they are. Even Xiao Yu'er wants to go out as an undercover agent now. I hope they can still have such energy when the day comes when the real fight begins..."
Pushing open the door of the tavern, the two players, who tried their best to hide their faces, then walked into the gathering point of the Harlem tavern that Duan Qing had chosen before, and then found a table near the corner of the hall.
Mr. Fatty, who had been waiting here for a long time, looked up and downed the glass of wine in front of him. The Feitian Qixia, who looked unhappy, cursed with the legend of the flames for a while, and then forcibly pressed him down in the silence that had been surrounding him.
In the atmosphere, Kabute shook out a lot of things: "The city defense map, the patrol plan, the imperial army's sergeant arrangements, the commission and the badge... they are all here."
"This good news is pretty good." Legend of Flame, who also put down his quarrelsome attitude, raised his eyebrows and picked up one of the pages: "Did you steal them all?"
"Don't even look at who is standing in front of you." The fat man wiped his nose proudly: "Don't look at me like this. I have the skills of moving forward and concealing my steps. I want to come up with these things to retaliate.
Isn’t it a piece of cake?”
"Okay, you win this time." So this time it was Legend of Flame who looked unhappy: "I'll ask Yangtze River No. 7 to treat you to a drink later. You can choose the place."
"Huh? Didn't we play the bet together? Why didn't you pay for it?"
"Stop talking nonsense! Yangtze River No. 7 also participated at that time. Of course he has a share in it!"
"That guy is still working as a hustler%@ near the inner moat. I can't find him now." The fat man curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Don't even think about using this trick to renege on your debt."
"Hey... I'm an upright man. When will I have to pay for it?" Legend of Lieyan simply buried his head between his arms: "Next time, next time, I don't have any money now."
"Damn it, you guy..." The fat man stared at himself: "Brother Qingshan just gave you two thousand gold coins in labor fees two days ago. How come you have no money in the blink of an eye?"
"It's not like you don't know the intensity of reconnaissance in the past few days. Let that guy rest first." Duan Qing, who patted the opponent's shoulder, took the lead to smooth things over: "On the contrary, you... just didn't say one good news and one bad news.
What’s the news? What’s the bad news?”
"The bad news...it only concerns you." As if he mentioned something that shouldn't be mentioned, Feitian Qixia slowly put away the sullen look on his face: "When I was wandering nearby, I had to urinate urgently.
I logged off once and watched the live broadcast of the qualifiers..."
"Your team seems to be being bullied now."
He wiped his forehead and covered up the unnatural look on his face: "That picture is so... I can't bear to look at it anymore."
"...What, what happened?" Lieyan Legend, who was buried in his head, also raised his head: "Is it that Zhushan team's game?"
"Probably so, although people inside like to call him the Fool's Adventure Group." Fatty replied in a low voice: "Their opponents should be people from the Jianghu, right? When I saw it, they were already beaten into fools.
So I just turned off the screen..."
"Jianghu?" Then Legend of Flame's eyes widened a little wider: "Are they fighting Jianghu? What is the order of the game?"
"Not only Jianghu, but also Sword of Justice and Devil's Paradise." The fat man spread his hands: "As expected of the Death Group, three of the top eight active guilds in the alliance... Hey, hey
!where you go?"
The outstretched hand slowed down for a moment, and Feitian Qixia hurriedly scurried to the side of the square table. Then, while blocking the bartender's line of sight with Legend of Flame, he watched Duan Qing, who had gone offline in an instant, turn into white light and disappear.
In the air.
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"Falled! The lost dream fell!"
boom!
A loud sound of pushing the door suddenly appeared in front of the arena that seemed to have not changed at all. At the same time, Duan Qing's figure suddenly rushed into the audience seat of the competition uniform. Compared with this, there was an even louder sound of metal collision.
Then he soared into the sky from the center of the arena, and appeared in front of him with the movement of a certain bald knight falling backwards. The sound of breathing gradually solidified in the air, and Duan Qing stood still, ignoring the strange sights around him.
Looking at the remaining teammates of the Fool Adventure Group who had fallen to the ground in the center of the arena, the sky above the auditorium that had become silent only heard the calm explanation of a certain commentator: "Although this
The fledgling team still has not given up at this point, but the outcome of the game has been decided in advance..."
"They only have one surviving member left! And their opponents... are still in full formation!"
In the still silent scene around him, Duan Feng Lei, who was standing on the spot with his fists closed, slowly stood up, standing like an old man, and then, together with the four teammates behind him, moved to the middle of the field: "Such a weak person
…”
"Even if you dare to challenge me, your courage will be overshadowed by your obvious weakness."
call--
Another boundless aura exuded from his body. With his fists clasped together, he glanced behind him, and then while Wu Xing Que Tu, Duan Shan He and others took the team two steps back, he turned around and threw out the big weapon.
There was a fighting spirit that was enough to cover the entire field. As if affected by this fighting spirit, the elusive figure of a girl who was constantly moving around the edge of the field paused slightly, and then the reflection of the iron fists was like
Like flying bullets, he suddenly arrived in front of her who had become a little slower at that moment: "Nice equipment, good speed..."
"Did that guy get it for you?"
boom!
There was another sound of the same metal collision, and the figure that was completely indistinguishable to the naked eye flew diagonally towards the edge of the arena under the influence of a certain punch. The back exposed due to turning around to resist then moved in an arc.
A deep mark was left on the stone wall, and finally it fell down with a few teeth-searing friction sounds. He coughed out two mouthfuls of blood, and Mengzhu, who was struggling to get up, lifted up with all his strength because of the resistance.
The hands that were trembling due to the punch, and the body that wanted to continue jumping forward because they didn't want to give up, were stopped by the exhausted physical strength at the next moment: "Huh, uh...cough!"
"...It seems that I have run out of energy."
A frivolous voice then appeared in front of her, frightening the injured girl so much that she jumped back. Wu Xing Que Tu, who didn't seem to have the slightest intention to attack, then stood up from a half-crouched position and put away his clothes at the same time.
With a smile on his face: "Think about it carefully, and then answer me... Do you want to continue fighting?"
"Huh, huh... Dang, of course..."
boom!
Another incomparably powerful punch passed by the young swordsman's ear and hit Mengzhu's petite body accurately. However, the body that fell backwards had not yet been hit hard.
He slid down the wall, and was pressed on top again by Duan Fenglei, who came after him. He held the girl's neck with one hand, and the boxer like an old man looked around the little girl's body with eyes filled with murderous intent.
After a while, in the end, even the commentator reacted in silence, and he turned around and threw the painful girl into the gravel at his feet: "A power that is too weak will only turn your struggle into a sad joke..."
That guy certainly didn’t teach you this, right?”
"Cough, cough, cough...ah!"
"If you want to blame, blame that person. Since he sent you to this stage, he should understand this truth."
Stomping the girl's coughing head into the ground, Duan Fenglei slowly crossed his arms: "No, that's not right... The weak are not qualified to receive mercy - he should have understood this a long time ago.
"
"Have you forgotten?"
Still maintaining the stepping motion, he slowly raised his head and looked at the calm expressions around the arena, but with a pair of slightly sulky eyes: "I know you are watching, tell me
…”
"Have you forgotten?"
In the match that has already begun, the contestants cannot see the auditorium through the walls set up by the system, but this boxer, who exudes such murderous intent, seems to be able to see Duan Qing, who is staring at him closely.
: "If you don't want to compete with me and just want to send a group of fools like this to compete behind your back... today's result is my answer."
"You coward."
This chapter has been completed!