Liu Zuo looked at the quarrel between He and Li Yaoxian beside him, shook his head and turned his attention to Weslin, who was already walking back to the player area.
He had noticed Weslin's strength during the trials before. Even though he was watching A'Zhen's game just now, he was still attracted to Weslin.
He seems to have an ability that makes people recognize him and always attracts attention.
Perhaps, it was also because he was a newcomer but had an amazing record, so this result occurred.
At this time, Weslin had already finished the game and went to the area where Aying was.
As soon as he walked near the iron cage, Weslin saw A'zhao walking out of it.
Then he turned his head and glanced at the results of the game on the monitor above his head, and finally felt relieved when he saw that Aji defeated the Jamaican team.
"Congratulations." Weslin said.
A'zhao pressed the remote control with his right hand, put his left hand in his pocket and glanced at Weslin, "Thank you, how is the situation over there?"
Weslin shrugged.
A'hao looked down at the scarred black fox at his feet, and then at the display screen above his head, his eyebrows slightly raised, as if to express some surprise.
"It's not easy to tie with Lahar. It's better not to score than to lose points."
"Although I say this, my opponent is really strong. Even in the end, I only found a way to avoid his attack, but I couldn't inflict fatal damage to him. A draw is already my best effort."
"There are still games later, and I think we still have a chance." Weslin said.
A'hao nodded, and then he and Weslin went to the nearby competition area.
Long Yi finished the game early in the morning and was now standing in front of Weimoru's field to watch her situation.
Hu Baobao and Liu Yuning were also there, but Liu Yuning's expression seemed a little solemn.
Seeing Weslin walking over from the side, Hu Baobao smiled and waved, "Xiao Lin, you played very well just now."
Weslin smiled awkwardly, "It's okay, it was just a tie in the end."
"A tie is the best way to take over. You don't know how intense the situation is now. As long as each team does not lose points, it doesn't matter even if it is a tie. Moreover, except for you and Lahar, no one else has a tie yet.
Appeared."
"How is the situation in Weimoru?" Weslin asked.
Hu Baobao curled his lips, "The situation is a bit complicated. Our goddess is even less lucky than you. She encountered an insurmountable follow-up at the beginning."
"who?"
"The second player in the Hall of Fame today, Raphael!"
"Raphael?"
Weslin was shocked when he heard the name.
He was very familiar with this name, having watched many of this person's games at that time.
In its darkest moments, his chiseling robot was like a violent bulldozer.
Anyone who has fought against him has basically been beaten to pieces, and he can always defeat his opponents using various strategies.
When Weslin saw Weimoru's situation, he knew that there was almost no chance of winning this game.
Snap!
At this moment, Raphael's Darkest Hour hammer penetrated the rear side of Wemoru's fuselage!
Wei Moru gritted her teeth and immediately controlled Su Daji to get rid of him.
However, the spear-like weapon in the Darkest Hour had been deeply embedded in Su Daji's body, and began to push it toward the trap area!
Hiss—!
There was another strange sound, accompanied by large sparks shooting out of Su Daji's chassis and the smell of burning steel.
At this moment, the bell for the end of the game also rang.
Soon, the dinner plate announced that the winner of this game was the Empire team and the Hawkeye team won.
After losing the game, Wei Moru angrily left the operation area, kicked open the door and walked out.
"How abominable!"
Weimoru saw that no one around him was talking, and he walked toward the rest area next to him with gritted teeth.
"Ugh!" Hu Baobao made a strange cry and immediately made way for Wei Moru, "Our little princess is angry."
"If it were me, I would definitely be angry if I met such a powerful guy in the first game." A'hao said.
At this time, Xuanxuan and Lin Mo had also finished the game and walked over from the side.
"What are you doing?" Xuanxuan asked.
Hu Baobao pointed at Wei Moru, who was angry at the side, "Our little princess just lost the game and is very angry. How are you two doing?"
"fine."
"Won."
"Oh, in this case, it's four wins, one draw and one loss. No points will be scored for a draw, and one point will be deducted for a loss. In the end, our team's points will be three points. It's a pretty good start."
"Hu Baobao, do you really think such results can go to the end?" Liu Yuning was a little angry when she saw Hu Baobao's nonchalant look.
Hu Baobao laughed, "This is the World Series. The world's top players are here. It's not easy for us to win a game. Look at the players from other teams. Those dejected guys may have lost points now.
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"In this kind of world-class competition, we must remember that as long as the points are still increasing, we will not be eliminated!"
"What's more, with a total of 80 participating national teams and 480 players, we still have many opportunities."
Liu Yuning frowned slightly and looked at Hu Baobao, "This idea of yours is very dangerous. We cannot compare ourselves with the weak."
"I know, I know, distinguished leader. The competition has just begun, and today we have two players who were unlucky to meet top players. I believe we will meet many rookies in the next game if we are lucky."
"Then what if we continue to meet great gods?" Weslin suddenly interjected.
Hu Baobao forced out a helpless smile and said, "Then...just leave it to fate."
"Tch, is this what a coach should say?"
"Sometimes, when we have no ability to change the outcome, we can only leave it to God. And what we have to do is to push ourselves to the extreme and think so much that we damage brain cells!"
Suddenly, there were bursts of exclamations from the arena next door.
Everyone immediately looked to the side and saw that in the iron cage, a full-body rotating robot fell to pieces on the ground, surrounded by fragments of parts that had fallen from it.
Opposite it, a flame-shaped jigsaw-shaped robot was turning a chainsaw and staring at it eagerly.
"Damn it! My robot! My robot!"
Seeing this scene, Weslin took a look at the list of battles in the iron cage with this number.
"German Flame Tank Andre, versus the African Kasar team Asamoah."