ps: It's a bit late to work overtime today, so I'm sorry to ask everyone to read this chapter tomorrow morning. I will update this chapter again around 2 o'clock.
"Good morning~"
Accompanied by the sound of greetings, the heavy door was opened, and the cold air poured into the house through the cracks in the door, making people shiver with cold. The man wearing a knitted sweater patted the snowflakes on his body and put the towel around his neck.
He took off the scarf and placed it on a hanger nearby.
"Good morning, you came quite early today, Mark."
"I didn't expect that it's already the end of March and it's still snowing. With this damn weather, my fingers are as cold as ice."
The man named Mark kicked away the messy and unknown shoes on the tiled floor beside his feet, made space, put his own shoes away, and walked into the house.
Today's training is about to begin.
The person talking to Mark was sitting on a leather e-sports chair, looking at the screen attentively. Compared to Mark, who walked in and was about 190cm tall, that person looked very petite. He looked like a primary school student.
Has a platinum hair
With soft short hair, a wave candy in her mouth, she was sitting on the chair with her feet unable to even touch the ground, just dangling like this. Her childish face was as cute as an angel, but the black eyepatch covering her left eye made her
Zhang's beautiful face has some flaws.
"What are you looking at, Steve." Mark made two cups of coffee and walked behind the man who greeted him, placing one cup in the man's hand, "Six sugars, three spoons of milk."
"Thanks, Mark." The one-eyed boy named Steve smiled and picked up the coffee. The picture on the screen was reflected in the corner of his other eye that was not covered. It shone with a strange light, "The competition in the Chinese Division.
.ok, I played against sy. It seemed like there was an accident, so we only had one match, which is really a pity. It’s rare to see bei using his skills.”
"Huh? Did Bei actually use his eyes in such a small competition?" Mark raised his eyebrows, quite surprised.
"Yeah, what can I say? The opponent is also an old friend who I haven't seen in almost two years." Steve moved the mouse to the fire cat's avatar and pressed it lightly, "B god is back again."
"What?!" Mark was obviously taken aback. He immediately pulled out his seat, turned on his computer, and downloaded the game Steve was watching.
After that, people came into the training room one after another, but none of them could distract Mark's attention. As if he saw the game he had longed to see for a long time, Mark did not move even half a minute until the video ended.
"How do you feel?" Steve licked his lips, opened another wave candy with a bear pattern on it, and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Awesome." Mark said excitedly, "Two years ago I was just a substitute, and I finally entered the main seat. Unexpectedly, b god failed to participate in international competitions. C positions all over the world want to compete with him
I'm so lucky. I didn't expect to have the opportunity to play against him during my best year. I really should thank my teammates at bgod for their hard work."
"According to this result, they will also have a seat in this year's International Invitational Tournament." Steve's face was also filled with joy, "I lost to b god in TI2, but it still makes me unable to let go.
This year, we must avenge our shame."
"Captain Steve, the coach is calling you." Just as Steve was about to move forward to watch the game between OK and SG, a team member came over and said respectfully.
"Yeah, I got it." Steve sighed. He stood up, pulled his cuffs, turned around and walked to the coach's office.
After knocking on the door and receiving permission to enter, Steve opened the door and walked in. Bion, Team OD, Germany's leading wealthy team, is also the overlord of the entire Europe.
"Coach, you called me?" Standing in front of a man who was not much older than him, Steve was like a student waiting for the teacher to teach him, with his hands behind his back.
"Well, I want to discuss with you about the roster for the SL game." The coach, who was looking down at the documents, spoke calmly and did not look up at Steve.
"Just the usual members, coach." Steve didn't give any constructive suggestions, "This time GS is only the second team participating, and we don't need to come up with a trump card, right?"
"But Team OK is back." At this point, OD's coach stopped what he was doing, looked at Steve and said, "This is revenge."
"It's just SL. It's better to take revenge on TI, what do you think?" Steve's attitude gradually became less respectful, and his posture became more casual.
"Everything is unpredictable. Who knew what would happen in the last competition? We lost to sy and only got third place. This time, if ok also participates in the battle, there will be another layer of resistance ahead of us.
"
"With all due respect, coach...it's more comfortable to call you Haydn." Steve interrupted the coach, "Now only blinkx can be called an opponent of OK. The other four people have nothing special about them.
There is no value worth targeting. If we tell everything without reservation in SL, it will only let GS get good information, and it will also make us less likely to win the final championship in TI. So,
I don’t think there is a need to make personnel changes. Mark hasn’t reached his due time yet.”
Haydn looked at the petite man in front of him but his actual age was close to 30 years old. He sighed and said nothing more. He just stamped his seal on the list of appearances.
"Hurry up, start quickly."
Thomas and White, who came to the Internet cafe together early in the morning, had already started practicing solo. White was really operating the hero in his hands. Although he didn't speak, he looked at Thomas' face and seemed to be mumbling something.
"…………"
"What are you doing? If you have something to say, just say it."
Thomas was a little irritated and killed a minion in front of him. But White still didn't say anything. He just silently took away the minion at its maximum health.
"Speak."
"…………"
"Do you have any dissatisfaction?"
No matter what skills Thomas used to deal with him, White remained the same. With a slightly troubled expression, he used the same skills to fight back. But he still glanced at Thomas from time to time.
After a few rounds of silence, Thomas finally gave up.
"...I know."
Thomas put down the mouse and turned to look at the face of the tall White. Although his appearance may make people a little scared and afraid to get close to him, he is actually a kind-hearted man.
"Forget it, we are also a member of the 'Iron Wall' after all."
Hearing Thomas's words, White nodded vigorously silently.
In order to apologize to captain Gonzalez, Thomas reluctantly returned to the base under the leadership of White. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Moore exercising his already perfect muscles. Of course,
E-sports players don't need any muscles. This kind of futile exercise is just Moore's personal interest.
"Oh. The problem child is back!"
Moore, who was rolling around on the floor using an abdominal muscle roller, smiled heroically. Thomas said reflexively: "No matter how much you do, your brain, which is full of muscles, cannot react faster for one second."
"What?"
Moore frowned and stopped the roller movement. He did not stand up, nor did his knees touch the ground. He just stayed in the same position and stopped. It was really amazing how strong his muscles were.
"It's common sense that nerve response has nothing to do with muscle firmness."
Thomas's words were thorny, and Moore finally stood up. Moore, who was over 180 centimeters tall, and Thomas stood behind them. White, who was over 190 centimeters tall, stood together, and the entire base was visible from the vertical space.
It looks smaller.
"What tendons...? W-what? Is it protein?"
"I'm not talking about tendons or proteins. I'm talking about nerve reactions..."
Thomas wanted to explain, but Gonzalez interrupted while doing finger exercises.
"It doesn't matter, let Al do what he wants to do."
Thomas hummed. He glanced at Gonzalez and fell silent.
"Hey, Thomas, don't stop mid-sentence! What do you mean? You won't get faster anymore? Don't they say that muscle strength is the standard that reflects a man's speed?"
The panicked Moore lifted up the T-shirt he was wearing. While looking at his powerful six-pack muscles, Thomas said something unnecessary.
"Senior Moore, his brain is really full of muscles."
"What?"
"Hey Thomas! That's enough!" Gonzalez stopped finger training and looked at Thomas who had stopped talking. "I have already said that you will spend a day of reflection in the dormitory today. What are you doing here? Quarreling.
Is that so? If so, then I think the second team will be a good fit for you."
Thomas' face froze, his mouth tightened, and he stopped saying a word.
White looked down at his teammates and started to quarrel over trivial matters again, and he became dejected.
At this time, White noticed the banner posted on the wall of the base. That was the banner they put up when Cool5 was founded to participate in TI. It represented the determination and will of everyone, as well as the tone of the entire team.
Sunlight shined through the curtains that were closed for changing clothes, and the dust danced under the reflection of the shining light. White kept looking behind the dust at the slogans hung proudly on the wall.
‘Become America’s strongest iron wall’.
Seeing the powerful words on the banner, White's huge body was shocked, and then, as if affected by the shock, he held Thomas' shoulders tightly.
"Do, what are you doing?"
White ignored the complaining Thomas and silently pointed to the banner that Thomas had hung on the wall.
Thomas looked up at the banner while being held down by White.
"...iron wall."
White nodded wordlessly.
"That's right. We are an iron wall. How can cracks start to appear from the inside..."
After taking a deep breath, he bent down towards Gonzalez and said loudly: "I sincerely apologize for damaging the reputation of cool5 this morning, and promise that I will never use violence again."
."
(It’s a bit late to work overtime today. So I’m sorry, but please read this chapter tomorrow morning. I will update this chapter again around 2 o’clock.)
"I'm looking forward to the day when we compete." Xu Yunlong said in his usual polite tone.
"I will never give up Qimei to you."
"Hmm...huh?" Suddenly he heard a name that didn't seem to appear at the right time. Xu Yunlong was stunned for a moment, "Qi Mei?"
"I know Qi Mei likes you, but I like her. So, I will never give her up to you. As long as I stay at OK, I will never have the chance to prove that I am better than you, so I decided to leave. I
Let her understand that I am more powerful than you."
Wait, Xu Yunlong shouted in his heart, he understood what Ye Qiu said, but he didn't understand. If you leave, just leave. What does this Qi Mei have to do with her? Besides, he is just a very ordinary friend.
That's all...
"So, you left OK for this reason?" Xu Yunlong finally realized the reason why Ye Qiu suddenly said so many things to him.
Ye Qiu nodded, looking at Xu Yunlong with eyes full of hostility.
Xu Yunlong sighed. If Ye Zebei knew that Ye Qiu changed jobs for this reason, he would probably be so angry that he would rush over and slap Ye Qiu. But this is not what he can say. Although Ye Qiu doesn't know
Something was wrong, but since he had already made up his mind, he would not change his mind. Moreover, it had already become such a mess. Even if he was persuaded, others might not be able to accept Ye Qiu's stay without any obstacles.
.
"I don't have that kind of feeling for Qi Mei." Although he knew it was unnecessary, Xu Yunlong still explained.
"I know." Ye Qiu's answer was straightforward, "But she likes you. Because you are strong, so she likes you. If I can prove that I am stronger than you, she will look at me."
Although he didn't know where Ye Qiu came from, it was always good to have a goal as motivation. After all, he was Ye Zebei's younger brother, and he didn't want this young man with great potential to stop moving forward.
"Then, just work hard. It's not that easy to defeat me." Xu Yunlong stopped talking nonsense. He just patted Ye Qiu's shoulder and said calmly. "It's a good thing to have pursuits. At least you know that you
What you are doing has a purpose and is not blind. That is enough. If you have time to talk to your brother, he is quite worried about you."
After saying that, Xu Yunlong boarded the bus.
The next day, the organizer published an apology letter on the official website explaining the power outage last night and the decision to cancel the final. Although there were many voices of dissatisfaction, especially ok's fans, who expressed their desire to see ok come back, but
It's a done deal, this final in China finally ended with sy 1 to 0, God of War ok.
After the game, Ukrainian officials sent an invitation letter and notified the time of the game.
Half a month later, the offline international finals of SL10 will kick off. A total of 12 teams from all over the world will compete for a week to compete for the championship of this competition.
However, to the regret of players all over the world, GS did not send its main first team to compete this time, but instead sent their second team to participate in the SL Kiev offline.
But although he is a substitute player for gs, his strength is definitely not weak. In the North American division, he still defeated cool5, won the first place in the North American division, and entered the offline finals without losing a game. In addition,
There is also the image team that entered the finals. by team and the y team of Battle Nation.
The Southeast Asian division did not exceed many people's expectations. The strong teams are still strong teams. Malaysia's happyday and Singapore's bigfeet also got tickets to Ukraine. However, what is surprising is that the third quota in Southeast Asia was not taken.
The Smile Team that everyone was optimistic about won, but it was won by the powerful Korean team Windwing. This is probably the most surprising result so far.
The last one is the South Africa area, which was added this year. Although there is only one quota, there are many teams participating. In the end, the tempo team from Africa won the championship. Although they failed miserably in TI3, they seemed to have gained valuable experience.
And he trained harder and harder and achieved good results.
Looking at the list of teams on the official website, Xu Yunlong got a headache.
This time, it was the second team of GS instead of the main force of GS participating, which made him a little uncomfortable. After all, GS is the biggest obstacle in TI. If we can't get some useful information now, it will be difficult to return to TI until TI.
What useful information can be obtained from the fight, because there is no chance of fighting again.
However, both c5 and od participated, so we can still gain something.
"Brother Long, all the materials are ready, hand over the visa." Xiao Qingyue walked out with several bags of materials, "The sooner you can get it done, the better."
"Well, I'll fly back to Beijing tomorrow, so I'd better go to Beijing to do it." Xu Yunlong thought for a while and said.
"Alright."
After Xiao Qingyue finished speaking, she stopped talking, turned and left Xu Yunlong's room.
Xuan Wu, who had been silent all this time, walked over after Xiao Qingyue left and asked curiously: "What happened to you and sister Qingyue?"
"What's wrong?" Xu Yunlong asked knowingly.
"Come on, I saw it last night." Xuan Wu looked at Xu Yunlong with an expression of "Don't try to lie to me."
"It's really nothing." Xu Yunlong smiled bitterly, "If there was anything, it would have been there long ago. Why wait until now? I have been with her for how many years."
"That's right..." Xuanwu's rare gossip ended like this, "But I'm not telling you, you should think about it carefully." (To be continued...)
