The Global College Student Beastmaster Competition has officially begun.
The first battle is the single player match.
After lunch, Gong Zikun and others accompanied Chen Wen on the bus bound for the Phoenix Arena.
With Chen Wen gone, the four of them couldn't do any good things, so all of them didn't want to waste their free tickets and went to the Phoenix Arena to watch the game together.
"Contestant Chen Wen, what is your goal in participating in the global competition this time?"
On the bus, He Tao rolled some paper from nowhere into a tube, pretended to be a microphone and handed it to Chen Wen's mouth.
"Target?"
Chen Wen pretended to think for a moment, and then said: "Be the champion! I have won the championship in every competition I have participated in since my debut, and this time should be no exception!"
"Ha ha!"
"Sure enough, Chen Wen is Chen Wen!"
"I knew the answer to Little Mosquito was this."
"..."
Seeing everyone's expected expressions, Chen Wen said speechlessly: "Isn't that right? Shouldn't you be questioning me? Shouldn't you be less optimistic about me?"
Gong Zikun smiled and said: "What are you talking about? You are the champion of our Chinese singles competition. Others may question you, but we definitely believe in you."
After He Tao finished the interview, he returned to his nonchalant demeanor and said: "When you put it like that, I really remember someone who looked down on you. Who was it...I remember, Canadian gun king Chris Paul."
"The king of guns? Chris Paul?"
Chen Wen recalled for a moment and said: "I remember he was in the information. All the pet beasts are mage-type beasts. His favorite is the fire coverage tactic. He is considered a troublesome person in Group D."
In the singles competition, he was assigned to Group D, which included Chris Paul from Canada.
"That's right!"
He Tao nodded and continued: "But this guy is called the King of Guns not only because of his combat style, but more importantly because he likes to talk nonsense, and his personal style is not very good."
"Private style?" Chen Wen asked doubtfully.
"This guy is a sea king and has deceived many girls." Zhao Yue said with a gloomy face, "If you have a chance, teach him a lesson."
"It will definitely look good on him!"
After assuring Zhao Yue, Chen Wen looked at He Tao curiously: "Didn't you say that this guy looks down on me? What did he say?"
"I'll look through it..."
He Tao took out his cell phone and looked through it, and after a while, he sent Chen Wen a URL.
Chen Wen clicked on the website and found that it was Chris Paul's social account, and the latest news was a video.
Clicking on the video, what appeared on the screen was an unruly young man with blond hair and blue eyes.
He raised his head and said harsh words with disdain in his eyes.
"Can an eighteen-year-old kid win the national championship? It seems that China has fallen!
Little baby, when you meet me, you'd better surrender directly, otherwise I will use powerful firepower to blast you into powder and won't give you a chance to get medical help..."
There were also words mocking other people in Group D at the end of the video, but Chen Wen did not continue watching.
He turned off the video and looked at He Tao doubtfully: "Has he always been so brave?"
He Tao shrugged and said, "It's strange why he wasn't beaten to death, right?"
Chen Wen nodded.
He Tao said: "This guy's father is an epic beast master."
"..."
Chen Wen was silent for a moment, and then said: "This is very true."
While he was talking, the bus had already arrived at the Phoenix Arena.
There were already many spectators outside the restaurant waiting to enter. When they saw the Sichuan University bus approaching, the Chinese people in the queue enthusiastically waved small national flags and cheering items printed with the Sichuan University emblem and Chen Wen's cartoon image.
"Come on Chen Wen!"
"Chen Wen is invincible!"
"Chen Wen, go, go, go!"
"..."
Today, Sichuan University only has Chen Wen's singles match, and they all came to cheer for Chen Wen.
Amid cheers, the bus drove into the underground garage. Chen Wen said goodbye to everyone and headed to the lounge alone under the guidance of the staff.
…
At 1:50 in the afternoon, before the game started, a large number of viewers instantly flooded into the Huaguo live broadcast room.
"I'm coming!"
"The people of Xichuan Province come to report!"
“Sichuan University students come to register!”
"Students from Qinghe No. 1 Middle School come to report!"
"Everyone came so early!"
"Aren't you afraid that you'll be late and the game is over [funny face.JPG]?"
"Indeed, as we all know, Chen Wen is an extremely fast man!"
"..."
Seeing the continuous barrage on the big screen in front of me, the on-site commentators were in high spirits and were immediately in full swing.
"Hello, viewers, we are now broadcasting the solo competition of the Global Beastmaster Competition. I am the host He Jie."
The young female beast master on the side said: "I am the interpreter Su Nian."
He Jie turned his head to look at Su Nian and said: "Su Nian, you were the leading figure in the last Peking University. You won the third place in singles despite being surrounded by strong enemies. Now that you see your juniors competing in the global competition again,
How do you feel about this?”
Su Nian smiled and said: "Rejoice, Liu Yu and his team are very strong in overall strength this time. Not to mention anything else, there are more teams and players entering the main competition than ours."
"Oh~, it seems that Su Nian is very optimistic about Liu Yu and his team this year!"
He Jie echoed, and then led the topic: "This afternoon, the first half of the singles competition of Group C and Group D will be held. Our Chinese singles champion Chen Wen will compete. Do you think he will compete today?"
How will the performance be?”
"3:0!"
Su Nian expressed his judgment without hesitation, and then said with a smile: "There is no suspense about the outcome of the game. What I can't guess is how long it will take Chen Wen to resolve the battle."
"Wow~"
He Jie exclaimed, "It seems that Su Nian is very optimistic about classmate Chen Wen!"
"Haha~"
Su Nian chuckled lightly and said matter-of-factly, "After all, he is the champion of our Chinese singles competition. His strength is on display here. As long as he is not careless, he will generally not face any challenges in the group stage."
He Jie nodded and said with a smile: "Then let me lend you some good words. I hope that classmate Chen Wen can win the battle."
…
In Phoenix Versus Battlefield.
"Next let's welcome from the University of Toronto, Canada..."
“Chris Paul—!
"
"And from Nishikawa University in China..."
"Chen Wen——!
"
The host of the American Federation has excellent lung capacity. He took a long time to call out the names of Chris Paul and Chen Wen, which made the audience excited all of a sudden.
Amidst cheers and applause, the two quickly walked to the preparation positions on both sides of the battlefield.
As soon as he stood still, Chen Wen saw Chris Paul speaking opposite him.
"Baby, are you ready to surrender now?"
Chen Wen blinked and started talking rubbish?
Without waiting for Chen Wen to reply, Chris Paul made a gesture of holding a baby and continued to spray: "You'd better go home and drink milk now, otherwise you will be beaten by me and call you daddy later..."
"
He is worthy of being the king of artillery, and he can really use his words.
After not talking trash for a long time, Chen Wen actually had the leisure to make some comments.
When he heard "Beat him and call him daddy", Chen Wengu asked in confusion: "What is the name of the beater?"
Chris Paul said: "Dad!"
"Why!"
Chen Wen smiled and nodded.
When Chris Paul saw this, he was stunned for a moment, and then his face suddenly turned red.
The audience inside and outside the venue were also stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.
"Is it okay to identify my father on the spot?"
"As expected of Chen Wen, his level of trash talk is still the same as before."
"I unilaterally declare that Chen Wen has won the trash talking contest."