"What on earth is Little Cold Hand doing? Xingxin's great advantage disappeared in an instant! One Autumn Leaf replaced the other three!
Arrangement in the wind and entering! But Jiang Botao, who was behind to support, was discovered! Jiang Botao's condition was maintained very well, with 30% of his health and 47 mana remaining!
It's dangerous to set up the formation in the wind! Unfortunately, as soon as I came out of the sixth man's seat, I bumped into the Demon Swordsman and was approached! The Fudo Ming King Formation was pulled! The Ice Creation Wave Formation was followed. Wei Chen's luck
It doesn't seem to be good, he was frozen directly, and Jiang Botao doesn't seem to give him any chance...
Cloud Piercer landed again! The spear was pressed again! Yunshan threw An Inch of Ash away in chaos, and Zhou Zekai made an alley-oop! Putting the distance between the opponent and his own priest longer! Lord Grim wanted to support! The sacred fire, again
It's the sacred fire! Yun Shanluan just dunked in the air! What a slam dunk!" Pan Lin said excitedly: "There are not many opportunities left for Xingxin..."
"No, there is no chance anymore. Look over there." Li Yibo pointed in one direction, and a thin figure was sneaking over.
It was Wu Qi's cruel silence. He had already sprinted and accelerated to the battlefield.
How to lose five on three?
Cruel Silence brazenly launched the five skills of Assassination, Split, Kill, Flash, Instant, and Destroy one after another. The whole person was like a phantom, constantly shuttling around Inch Hui. Every blow caused huge damage to Inch Hui. The last blow caused a huge amount of damage to Inch Hui.
If it falls, Qiao Yifan is out.
Yun Shanluan once again used the throw to throw Lord Grim towards the cruel and silent position. Wu Qi directly launched the life-saving blow without thinking and took Lord Grim away.
There was no turning point in the situation. Under the siege of the four people on the opposite side, the windward formation only lasted for a short twenty seconds...
【glory】!
"Let us congratulate Team Samsara for winning this game!"
It's all my fault... An Wenyi's face turned pale. After he was eliminated, he calmed down and realized what stupid thing he had done.
It was supposed to be a nine-to-one victory over the champion Samsara team, but now it's...
The gray screen in front of him and the two big words "failure" kept lingering in front of An Wenyi. He didn't even dare to step out of his game bench to face his teammates, and he didn't dare to face the disappointed expressions of his teammates.
"Dongdongdong!"
An Wenyi stood up quickly, touched his eyes twice, then got up and opened the door.
"Let's go, Xiao An? What's wrong? Do you miss the competition seat so much? Don't worry, there will be many opportunities for you to experience it in the future." Bai Mo said cheerfully.
"Hey... Wen Yi, are you crying?" Zhang Jiale asked with a smile.
"Hurry up and leave. You can't even smoke cigarettes anymore. Who made the rules?" Old Wei said with a dark face.
"Bullshit, the whole event lasted only twenty seconds and you still had the nerve to smoke?" Ye Xiu said with disdain.
"What's the matter? I still have to fight against five and kill five?" Old Wei glanced at Ye Xiu: "Then I think it's better than you fighting three against each other and not being able to kill even one in half the day."
"Brother Xiaobai, Ye Shen, Brother Zhang, Boss Wei, Yifan... I'm sorry." Seeing his teammates using other ways to divert his emotions, An Wenyi's eyes turned red again.
"Hey, why are you sorry? Isn't it normal for newcomers to have all kinds of problems when they first enter the professional arena? Good things, good things..." Ye Xiu consoled him cheerfully.
This time, An Wenyi really exposed all his shortcomings. He was in a hurry and nervous when encountering chaotic situations. He didn't listen to the orders from his superiors and relied too much on equipment...
Forget it, the problem seems to be quite big, so we can only make changes slowly.
Ye Xiu and Zhang Jiale looked at each other and sighed.
The six of them returned to Happy's preparation table together. Chen Guo and the others did not criticize An Wenyi too harshly. Instead, they calmed down An Wenyi.
"By the way, who will be going to the press conference later?" Lao Wu asked with a smile: "It is a very impressive thing to score four points under Samsara... Lao Ye? As the captain, you will go.
Right?"
"Ah... there is still a press conference?" Ye Xiu scratched his head.
"Nonsense, Chairman Feng Xianjun told us a lot not to forget, but he still doesn't want to go? Okay, then I'll order it, Lao Ye, Lao Zhang, Lao Fang, Xiaobai, it's just the four of you!" Wu Chen said angrily.
Said: "Anyway, the four of you are just meat on the hob."
"Hey, why doesn't Old Wei use it?" Fang Rui suddenly felt a little unhappy when he heard Hobrou's comment.
"He only stayed there for about 20 seconds, and then went up to let people spray him? At such an old age, what if something happens to him?"
"Your uncle, Lao Wu, from whom did you learn all your trash talk?"
"You'll be fine if you listen, practice and read every day." Wu Chen shrugged.
"Okay, let's follow Lao Wu's arrangements. The others will go to the lounge with me to have a rest. I'll book a table for the evening to celebrate." Chen Guo announced with a big wave of his hand.
Everyone……
An Wenyi's heart was agitated. The newcomer San Xiao was constantly chatting about other topics beside him, so that he didn't have to focus on this.
Thanks……
The press conference was also held in a conference room in the Xiaoshan Gymnasium. When the overall situation was decided, the reporters had already sneaked out and went to the arranged room to grab a good seat.
After finally waiting for Xingxin's people to come over, they almost got slapped in the face.
"Well, everyone is very enthusiastic. Don't worry, we didn't run away. If we did, you would know where our base camp is, right?" Wu Chen cheerfully helped the four of them stop the overly excited photographers.
This is completely different from the treatment received by Wei Bang Yi Zhan, who was beaten to death last year. Lou Guanning worked hard to promote and stuff red envelopes, and the number of reporters who came was almost two-thirds of Xingxin's.
For the reporters, they were quite satisfied with the few people Xingxin interviewed, but they were not very satisfied. After all, Xingxin was full of topics!
Where's Su Mucheng? Where's the beautiful newbie? Where's the priest who caused a big disaster in the team competition? Where's Wei Chen, the grandfather of the alliance who played the entire game for 20 seconds? Wouldn't Happy send a few more people? It's best if the whole team plays.
, anyway, everyone is not in a hurry, wouldn't it be better to ask slowly?
In the blink of an eye, the four members of Xingxin were already seated. As Wu Chen announced the start of the press conference, the reporters couldn't wait to raise their hands, just like primary school students waiting for the teacher to call their names.
Ye Xiu took a quick glance and randomly selected a female reporter.
"Excuse me, how do you feel about losing to Ye Shen 4-6 in the first round?" the female reporter asked.
"It shouldn't be, it's too inappropriate." Ye Xiu sighed and said.
"Are you saying that losing was too undeserved? That's true. After all, Xingxin has a chance..."
"No, no, no, I mean we shouldn't get these four points. In previous years, when new teams entered the opening game, they would either score 0-10 or 1-9. When we, Xingxin, entered the professional league as new players, we got four points from the championship team...
...Is it a little too high-profile?" Ye Xiu turned around and asked.
"Indeed." Zhang Jiale smiled and nodded.
"Yes, it's too high-profile." Fang Rui said worriedly: "We won't be boycotted by other teams, right?"
"Yeah...I originally planned to lose the first game, but I got the upper hand as soon as I hit...Brother Fang is more experienced, Brother Ye, don't worry, I will hand in a review tonight." Bai Mo felt guilty.
Said: "Eh? Then Brother Zhang also needs to be examined!"
"...Didn't I see that Lao Fang lost so miserably? Everyone was so beaten that they were so dizzy that they couldn't hold it back for a while."
"Ahem, after all, I haven't played Qigong Master for a long time, and my hands are a little raw..."
Seeing the four people on the stage chatting with each other, the reporters couldn't find a chance to interrupt.
What is this... Hiss, wait a minute, these guys don't just want to delay the press conference like this, do they?
