Bai Yansong smiled and said, "It's honor to invite Mr. Han Qiaosheng. You haven't participated in the commentary for a long time, right?"
"It's almost ten years."
Huang Jianxiang continued: "There are four teams that entered the finals, namely four teams led by players Agoni, Minor Bread, Director Qin and Mu Su."
Han Qiaosheng smiled and said, "I have been following the game for a while. I heard that these four teams have their own characteristics."
Bai Yansong nodded: "Yes. The team leaders are all players who can compete with one opponent, especially Director Qin once held the Chitu in the semi-finals, holding the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, and three in and three out on the court.
The opponent is overturned."
"Excellent." Han Qiaosheng praised. "It seems that Director Qin's team has a great advantage."
Huang Jianxiang and Bai Yansong looked at each other, laughing in a sympathetic way, explaining to the confused Han Qiaosheng: "You don't know. In fact, the team Mu Su is the one with the greatest advantage among the four teams."
"oh?"
The camera moved and landed on Zhong Mu Su. He was wearing a blue uniform with the player number and sponsor name printed on it, and was meticulously dancing to the radio gymnastics. The players around him looked like he was headed by him.
After Mu Su got to the ground, the turnover of the Sanmei Dance Hall increased several times that day. Businesses in Hell City saw the business opportunities and looked for suitable spokespersons.
Mu Su is naturally the most popular, but the dragon is not seen at the end. It is difficult to find traces before and after the game begins. The sponsor finally contacted other players and joined Mu Su online.
The sponsor provides a team uniform, and the reward is that Mu Su enjoys 10,000 Hongjing advertising fee, and the remaining 10 players share 20,000 equally.
It is hard to say whether the third round of the Death Championship will still be in Hell City, saving some money to take precautions.
In the broadcast room, after listening to the two colleagues introducing Mu Su’s deeds, Han Qiaosheng couldn’t help but praise: “It’s really amazing. I’m afraid that this kind of talent will not be able to give birth to one for thousands of years.”
Bai Yansong echoed: "It would be a small matter to meet Mu Su when they meet Mu Su. If they want to win, they can only cut off their own hands and let the referee strictly judge the penalty, so Mu Su's advantage will be gone."
Huang Jianxiang: "The team has not been allocated yet, and the other three teams are discussing the tactics of killing the mud. It seems that they plan to strictly prevent Mu Su."
The broadcast room said everything, and soon the lottery had been completed. The Mu Su team fought against Director Qin's team. The other two teams were temporarily out of the stage, waiting for the game to end before it was their turn.
As expected, Director Qin's team ran to negotiate with the referee. Mu Su was forced to hand over the weapons and props in the ring, and also confirmed that he was the person.
The competition is about to begin, and a group of blue sportswear and a group of green sportswear will be on the court and will stand at their respective positions.
The referee raised his arms and prepared to blow the whistle.
Han Qiaosheng shouted excitedly: "With the goalkeeper's whistle, the ball game begins!"
...
The noise and yelling wave after wave. The audience was filled with players and the Aboriginal people in Hell City.
The audience was close to a corner of the stadium, and a group of figures in black robes sat in them, keeping silent strangely.
The elder of the Natural Church sat in the middle, and the believer next to him whispered to him: "Elder, we must beware of our goals. He has too many methods."
He went to inquire about the news before, but the more he checked, he became more and more frightened, until his scalp became numb.
Can this existence be taken away by yourself?
The elder shook his head lightly, and the already small voice smelled even worse in the hustle and bustle: "This is not something we need to worry about, the elders have already received the news."
"What are we going to do?"
"Wait..." The elder's eyes fell on the figure galloping on the court. "Wait for the right time, take the target away, and then..."
"Back to Earth!"
"Yes, we will return to our mother's arms and will... go home."
Humans are all borers. He hurt the mother who raised him, and then abandoned her...
But soon, the time for mankind to atone for sins was coming.
...
"This guy...is unexpectedly good, this prank-loving personality."
On the official website live page, Lina, who watched the broadcast, hummed and commented.
"I like him now."
In the living room, most senior members are watching live broadcasts through game helmets. Although they can enter the official website without using game helmets, the time flow rate in the game is seven times different. If you watch in non-sleep mode, everything is like fast forwarding.
"It's not just a prank..." Eugene thought to herself, thinking for a while and asking her: "Do you need to contact Mr. Musu after the game?"
"Whatever you do, I won't go anyway." Lina grinded her teeth. "I'm afraid I can't help but beat him."
...
The most inconspicuous corner of the audience.
A middle-aged man wearing the default equipment of the system was quietly watching all this.
If Mu Su saw him, he would definitely come over to catch up with his relatives with a face.
"Boss, do we have nothing to do?" asked the young man next to him.
"No, it depends on himself later."
"Then why do you want to help him..." the young man was puzzled.
"It's not bad to have a good result to get a good deal. There's no harm in knowing more people."
The young man suddenly realized.
"Do you believe it?" the middle-aged man suddenly said another sentence, and the young man was stunned.
"Believe...Believe..." He didn't know why the boss said this.
"Then you were cheated." The middle-aged man chuckled and raised his hand to point to the sky. "I want to get to know him, but there are regulations above. Let Mr. Mu Su let it go and cannot take the initiative to contact him. If you meet him, you will be fine.
I'm lucky and I won't say anything if I help me."
"Above..." The young man was lost.
The unintentional chaebol, one of the top groups of the Federation, is a resource exploration and collection company, but it is actually a secretly mining resource on alien planets. Who will be above him?
Federal?
...
"The highly anticipated game has begun! The gunpowder smells strong on the court now. The two teams compete with each other on the court, and the leaders of the two teams are also jealous of each other."
In the broadcast room, Han Qiaosheng explained enthusiastically, and the two agreed. He specialized in his profession, and Han Qiaosheng was very professional, although there were always many slips of the tongue.
"Now, the Blue Team No. 7 player Slides passes the ball to the No. 9 player, also known as Slides, and they may be brothers. There are many brothers active in football, such as the Debor and the Keen brothers.
The ball, this ball was passed to No. 10 very well. Hey, No. 10 is also called Sharp. Maybe it's like this. The players' surnames are printed on the jerseys. These players' surnames are Shree, just like many players in South Korea
The surname is Pu. Beautiful. Two players in the No. 10 scored and scored. The No. 11 came forward to congratulate him. The No. 11 was Slide..."
Bai Yansong, who couldn't listen, whispered to remind Han Qiaosheng.
Han Qiaosheng paused and hurriedly apologized: "Sorry, audience friend, Slide is the name of the sponsor printed on the jersey."
Chapter completed!