Watching Zhao Xuan's increasingly fierce bids, the smile on Hengdao Yijian's face disappeared and his eyes became complicated.
In his impression, Zhao Xuan was one of the few opponents who could match him back then. He was hot-blooded, proud, fearless, and loved to snatch the title of "great god" from others. In order to challenge the great god YOU, Zhao Xuan deliberately learned from Li
You scored nine consecutive kills, and unexpectedly defeated Li You in one battle, and then led the team to continue to overcome obstacles and win Qianhunan's first NFL professional game championship.
Hengdaoyijian appreciates the Zhao Xuan of that period. Wherever a spear points, there is a battlefield ignited by war. He has the purest competitive soul in him. Victory is victory, defeat is defeat, and he happily accepts the result.
But the victory or defeat of any game can define his future. He is a free boy who is enviable and likeable.
But look at the person who now wears the ID of "Zhao Fugui". He has lost the spirit of the past, the soul of competition has disappeared, and he has become an ordinary person worried about gains and losses. He foolishly believes that money can be exchanged for a victory, in exchange for the final victory.
Champion. Although Hengdao Yijian knows that people who stay in the professional circle for a long time will change, it still feels a little uncomfortable to see him like this.
"Stop talking." Heng Dao raised his hand as if he wanted to stop Zhao Xuan, "Let me ask you, are you really so afraid of Xiang Fei?"
"What am I afraid of? I have nothing to be afraid of!" Unexpectedly, a girl would ask himself this. Zhao Xuan's heart suddenly trembled, and he typed out a line of words angrily.
"Since you are not afraid, I will treat you as if you have never been here today and say goodbye." Hengdao said with a sword.
"What do you mean?!" Zhao Xuan suddenly felt that he had been fooled, and suppressed his anger and asked, "Mingyue Pavilion can pay for the plan from you, and I will still pay for it, why don't you give it to me?!"
"Because Qianhun An has more powerful weapons than Mingyue Pavilion, you don't need me to provide tactics to defeat Xiang Fei! Zhao Xuan, after being the captain for four years, how did you become a stupid and blind coward? Xiang Fei is amazing,
After all, one person is so powerful, how can it be that your whole team can't win against even one person? If you can't even see this clearly, why are you the captain?" Hengdao Yijian was also a little annoyed, and the whole paragraph was close to Zhao Xuan's.
Questions came out, and you could feel the powerful reprimand from the words across the screen.
…
Zhao Xuan stared at the computer screen for a long time without replying, and for a moment he suddenly felt stupid.
Hengdao Yijian is right. The Qianhunan team is more than a little better than Mingyue Pavilion in terms of personnel and configuration. None of the more than ten players in the Mingyue Pavilion club has unique skills, and the team members can only rely on Tong Nian.
Command the battle, so the 1V1 score loss rate is very high.
Qianhunan is different. Everyone's operations are top-notch in the professional circle. They can play single-on-one or group battles at will, and they have all been rated as star players. They have hundreds of fan groups across the country, and their combined fan base is as big as the moon.
1.2 times the number, and it is also the league's number one fan base and a 100% top star club.
But with such a big gap, Qianhunan actually lost to Mingyue Pavilion last season.
Why?
Zhao Xuan never dared to think too much about this reason, because once he started to think about it, he would question himself and the strength of the team. In the end, he would lose the courage and confidence in competition and be unable to face the next challenge. To put it simply, he was afraid.
However, it doesn’t mean that if you don’t want it, it won’t happen.
Zhao Xuan tried his best to hint that he didn't care about the failure of last season, but the more he hinted, the deeper it would go into his heart, scattering like a reaction force, and gradually seeping into his bones. He began to waver, and he would get upset every time he lost a game.
The frustration forced him to find ways to reassure himself from other people.
Zhao Xuan knew very well that what he bought with the 700,000 yuan was not a tactical plan, but a courage. But if courage needs to be bought from others, is it still necessary to become a professional player?
"You are right, I do... can no longer see myself and my surroundings clearly." Zhao Xuan said seriously, "After staying in this circle for a long time, I care about more and more things, and I will not be as relaxed as before.
, It doesn’t matter. But it’s beyond my control! Do you know how many fans Qianhunan has now? Twenty-seven million and a half million! I wake up every day and feel like I have more than twenty-seven million pairs of eyes.
Watching me, watching Qianhunan, to see if we can win the championship! I am afraid that the fans will be disappointed, I am even more afraid of disappointing my teammates, and I am also afraid of disappointing the sponsors. Then inexplicably, I started to be afraid of the competition.
.
I know that if I continue with my current mentality, I will not be able to lead Qianhunan. I will announce my retirement after this NFL season and take a good rest. But before I leave, I want to leave as a winner and let Qianhunan
An got the trophy, at least it can be considered a beginning and an end, and I can give everyone an explanation."
"Retire? It's too early." Heng Daoyijian was surprised, "You haven't fought with us yet, why are you retiring?"
"You have already seen my problem. If you don't retreat, Qianhunan will be dragged down by me until he loses his socks." Zhao Xuan smiled self-deprecatingly, "Although I didn't buy a solution, I feel relieved.
Quite a few, thank you, brother."
"Thank you P, it's better to say thank you with something practical." Heng Dao curled his lips with a sword.
"You want something practical? How about I go get the conservation for you?" Zhao Xuan was still thinking about this matter.
"Come on, the account is already with me, and you can't take it back."
"Did Yuan Bin return it to you?"
"I gave it to me last year. I wanted to serve as a substitute in the Bloody Battle World. I wanted to use this as a meeting gift."
"You're very confident. Now that you're backing off, what have you been doing?"
"Ah……"
Heng Daoyijian looked at Zhao Fugui's ID and said nothing.
Similarly, Zhao Xuan was also looking at the four words Heng Dao Yijian, but another person's name kept popping up in his mind. He just endured it, suppressed what he wanted to say, and tapped his fingers: "
Come on tomorrow for the finals, I’m waiting for you to come to the NFL.”
Heng Daoyijian smiled: "Aren't you going to retire?"
"It's gone, it's gone. How can I see you again?" Zhao Xuan's hands suddenly started shaking. As soon as he said these words, he crossed his fingers tightly and leaned against his lips, his eyes filled with tears.
"Okay, seeing as you have worked so hard, I would like to remind you: train Su Qihong well, his potential is greater than you think."
Su Qihong...
Zhao Xuan suddenly woke up. Although there are many masters in Qianhunan, none of them has as much room for improvement as Su Qihong, and he is also a swordsman. As long as Su Qihong's awareness of challenging Xiang Fei is aroused, it is very possible to break through the bottleneck in front of him.
Beat the old ashes of Xiang Fei to death on the beach!
Thinking of this, Zhao Xuan suddenly became enlightened, as if all the fog had disappeared. Although this was not a sure-win tactic, it also pointed out what Qianhun An needed to do in the future. He suddenly had no intention of continuing the conversation, and said goodbye to Hengdaoyijian.
Chapter completed!