In City Q, at the press conference, Zhang Xinjie had just finished his post-match summary on behalf of Tyranny, and all the reporters started recording something in their notebooks.
Zhang Xinjie previously said that Tyranny will add some rotations in the follow-up of this season to make the team operate more efficiently. Have Tyranny's veterans also begun to withdraw from the stage of history?
As Zhang Xinjie said this, Han Wenqing, Guo Mingyu and Lin Jingyan beside him didn't seem to have any special expressions, they were calm and indifferent.
There was a slight vibration, and a reporter was startled. He secretly took out his mobile phone and took a look, as if he was secretly playing with his mobile phone in class and was afraid of being discovered by the teacher.
There was no other way, but when Han Wenqing discovered it, he got angry for a while.
Oh? The reporter’s eyes lit up.
"If there are no other questions, this press conference is over." Tyranny's press officer said.
As soon as he finished speaking, a forest of arms seemed to rise from the audience.
What's going on today? Don't you usually just dare to ask a few questions and then look forward to the end of get out of class?
Although he was a little surprised, the press officer casually named a reporter.
"Excuse me, Vice Captain Han... Zhang? At Xingxin's press conference just now, Ye Xiu said that he was confident of defeating Tyranny. What do you think of this?" The reporter was about to say Team Korea, but saw Han Wenqing's blank face.
With an expression on his face, he quickly turned to look at Zhang Xinjie, who was serious but gentler.
"I……"
"We are looking forward to it, if he can do it." Han Wenqing took the initiative to take the microphone and said calmly.
[Although Han Wenqing's words were full of plainness, the fighting spirit in his heart seemed to never fade away. He was looking forward to facing off against his old enemy again, including Guo Mingyu. The excitement on his expression could not be concealed. This would be a battle for many years.
The grudges collide again...]
"What the hell." Lao Wei closed the newspaper speechlessly: "Just a normal reply, and it's the same as a thousand years."
"Haha, a reporter's usual routine." Ye Xiu replied while studying Tyranny's game videos from this season.
"However... it is indeed difficult to fight Tyranny. Some of our usual methods may not have any effect on the opponent." Zhang Jiale touched his chin.
"It is indeed a bit difficult to deal with. First of all, we must find a way to predict Zhang Xinjie's prediction of us, so that Brother Ye can best stagger Guo Mingyu during the individual competition. The skills of the exorcist are indeed fatal to the Thousand Planes Umbrella.
"Bai Mo sighed, he felt a little headache when he thought about this endless matryoshka process.
Guo Mingyu, one of the first generation of three gods, one of the oldest professional players in the league, an exorcist passionate about Brahma, the silver sickle [Cronos] in his hand is also a mechanical structure, which can extend the handle according to the player's control.
When swinging, the front and back sections are pulled by the chain, abruptly changing a short-range profession into a near-to-mid-range output profession.
"Based on the previous situation, Guo Mingyu is generally more likely to compete in individual competitions, usually in the second or third place..." Old Wei touched his chin: "Xiaobai, would you like to express your opinion?
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In the team match against Zhaohua, Bai Mo's tactical ideas had begun to take shape, and were somewhat different from Ye Xiu's righteous approach and Wei Chen's deceitful approach.
Although it would be uncomfortable to implement the tactical system in this way, as long as the opponent is more uncomfortable than Happy, Bai Mo will implement it without hesitation.
Exchange money, one for one, regardless of cost...
But it is efficient and reasonable, and every step can be placed on the opponent's lifeline.
"I think it's better for Brother Ye to go out first. Zhang Xinjie probably has the same idea. He doesn't think we will send out Brother Ye first, so we'll do the opposite." Bai Mo touched his chin.
"Well, that's a good suggestion... What do you think, Old Wei?" Ye Xiu nodded clearly.
"The third one, the third one will be better. They think we are on the first floor but actually we are in the basement."
"Okay, then I will be the second one to go out." Ye Xiu nodded with satisfaction.
…
Bai Mo and Lao Wei's expressions fell, and they had the urge to beat this guy to death. The warlock has made it clear to you.
This wave uses metaphysics to defeat tactics, right? Fortunately, there are two warlocks in the team.
"Ahem...then, who should be given the first position?" Zhang Jiale coughed twice.
"Xiao Bai, do you want to compete in the group competition or individual competition?" Ye Xiu asked with a smile.
"How about an arena match? Take some pressure off Brother Zhang."
"Well, I'll leave that first match to you, come on." Ye Xiu nodded and wrote down in his notebook.
"Well, Xiaobai, calm down. Ye Xiu probably didn't mean it. Calm down!" A bunch of people tried to dissuade him.
Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye it was Saturday’s game day.
Today's game is even more popular than Tyranny's previous game against Samsara.
How fresh, the collision of old enemies for many years, the love and hatred of former teammates, if you don't watch this fun, you will regret it for a year.
"Don't be nervous, Qiying." Zhang Xinjie glanced at Song Qiying, who was sitting upright.
"I'm just a little excited." Song Qiying nodded, indicating that she was not nervous.
"There is nothing to be nervous about. Run over and win. This is what you should do." Han Wen said calmly.
Zhang Xinjie glanced at the time: "It's time to enter. We'll be there in five minutes. We'll arrive at the stadium on time at eight o'clock."
"Let's go." Han Wenqing nodded and left the lounge with his Tyranny teammates.
"Brother Li, I specifically applied to be the commentator for this event this time. Who do you think you are more optimistic about?" Pan Lin asked cheerfully.
"Does this need to be said?" Li Yibo said with a smile.
"Yes, it's rare that I can relive your glorious years." Pan Lin sighed: "Oh? Why does Brother Li look so nervous today?"
"Oh, is it? It's your illusion, right?" Li Yibo said with a smile.
Li Yibo didn't dare to follow these words. In other games, he had no problem with lying. If he dared to talk nonsense in today's game, he was afraid that he would have to face Captain Han's death gaze after a while. Although he is no longer a tyrant now.
Although he is a member of the group, his awe for Han Wenqing is almost the same as a student's awe for his class teacher.
Today’s scene deserves a good explanation!
Li Yibo secretly made up his mind to say something. If he doesn't understand, just say he doesn't understand. It won't be embarrassing!
"The players from both sides are now having a friendly exchange before the game. The captains of both sides shook hands... Oh? Junior An Wenyi looks very nervous, right?" Pan Lin said curiously.
"According to reliable information, Xiaoshou Bingliang is a priest player that Ye Xiu discovered from the Domineering Ambition Guild. He must have been too excited to see his idol. An Wenyi's performance in these two games was very good. I hope he won't appear in front of his idol today.
What a flaw." Li Yibo sighed with emotion.
"Oh? There is such a thing? Huh? Player Fang Rui hugged Lin Jingyan! He looked very excited! Wei Chen and Bai Mola couldn't pull each other away, and Lin Jingyan looked very embarrassed!"
"Under the angry rebuke from Boss Happy, both sides returned to their respective preparation seats... Then the game is about to begin. Let's see who the first players from both sides are..."
