"Contestant Chu Yunxiu wins! The Chinese team won the arena battle!"
Li Yibo shouted without emotion. Pan Lin quickly opened the real-time battle situation from the front and shared in a hurried tone:
"Friends in the audience, now the result of another arena battle in Group C has also been decided. The Swedish team defeated the German team and won the arena battle. The current points situation of Group C is-"
He quickly scribbled numbers on the scratch paper, and read as he scribbled: "Sweden ranks first with 12 points, Germany ranks second with 9 points, China has 5 points, and Japan has 4 points! As long as the Chinese team wins the team battle next, the number of points will
It can rise to 10 points, so as long as we get another victory tomorrow, qualifying is within sight!"
Yes, qualifying is in sight!
At the most dangerous juncture, three Chinese players stepped forward one after another and turned the situation around with consistent efforts without communication, once again holding the possibility of qualifying in their hands!
The camera switches in the studio. The singing continues in the stands of the stadium. The huge, which can be called majestic singing, spreads along the radio waves to thousands of households in China and reaches the heart of every Honor fan.
"I really want to sing with them!"
Such sentiments floated across the barrage densely. There were even those who had money, leisure, and passion, who were aroused by the atmosphere and turned around to book flights.
The TV audience was like this, and the audience on the field was naturally even more excited. The moment Chu Yunxiu walked out of the game and came under the spotlight, the sounds of singing, applause, and banging and shaking of anything in the stands were mixed together, almost even on the roof of the stadium.
It flew away!
Amidst the turbulent singing, Chu Yunxiu raised her chin high, raised a flying smile from the corner of her eyes, faced the stands, and bowed deeply.
——Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life.
The holographic projection disappeared, and the lights fell on the stands again. In the sonorous and passionate singing, Tang Rou's slender arms waved the last four beats, suddenly stopped in the air, and made a volley. The four fingers were put together, and the thumb and middle finger were connected, making
Made a clean "stop" gesture.
The singing stopped for a moment. The pretty short-haired girl smiled, raised her left index finger to her lips, and pointed lightly behind her with her right hand.
The audience followed her gesture and looked towards the first row of the contestant seats. There, all the contestants had turned to the back and formed a circle with the contestants sitting in the second row.
They immediately understood what Tang Rou meant.
She was saying: Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
The players are discussing team competition strategies.
Please give them some peace.
please.
Tang Rou lowered her arms and relaxed her shoulders. Just like the curtain call at a concert, the beautiful female conductor leaned forward gracefully and bowed forward.
There was a lot of applause on the broadcast screen. However, the microphone facing the stands did not pick up any sound - the stands where the Chinese audience gathered had completely quieted down. There were only a few sporadic applause that could not be contained. As soon as it sounded, it was immediately stopped.
The owner killed it locally.
As usual, there is a slightly longer break between the group competition and the team competition. The audience needs to go to the toilet, the TV program needs to have commercial breaks, and the competition needs to be analyzed. And the players on the field,
We will take advantage of this not-so-long period of time to make final adjustments to the strategy for the team competition.
But this time, the members of the Chinese team did not even retreat to the lounge. They just wanted to confirm the pre-game deduction for the last time, just to race against time and add another point of insurance to the upcoming team competition before taking the field.
"Don't think about the score now."
With Ye Xiu and Yu Wenzhou as the center, the players who have not played in the center are in the center, and the players who have played in the field are on both sides. Everyone meets and forms a circle. After Ye Xiu only said this sentence, he stopped talking, turned to Yu Wenzhou, and nodded lightly.
Signaling him to start.
"So far, the Japanese team has not yet had any regular players on the field. Their professions are ninja, priest, guardian messenger, gunner, elemental mage, rogue, and mad swordsman." Yu Wenzhou opened a page of the notebook in his hand and pointed the pen.
Tap on it:
"Ignoring the repetition of players who have already played, the Japanese team's team competition lineup should be ninja, gunner, elemental mage, rogue, mad swordsman, guardian envoy and priest."
"The Ninja and the Elemental Mage are the main players of this year's Japanese Professional League championship team, and are also the winners of this year's Best Partner." Zhang Xinjie added: "The Ninja is the captain of the team, and the Elemental Mage is mainly responsible for the team's tactical command in addition to the turret."
He pushed up his glasses: "The rogue and the mad swordsman are also regular partners of the team. The gunner is the captain of the runner-up team, and the healer, whether he is a priest or a guardian messenger, belongs to a different team from the above people."
Having said this, the number one priest of the China Glory Alliance looked around and paused meaningfully: "Especially, with the Mad Swordsman."
A tacit chuckle.
When the mad swordsman's health is lower than 50%, the less his blood volume, the stronger his attack power. Therefore, how to control the mad swordsman's blood volume to ensure that he exerts his maximum combat power without being killed by the opponent is a very challenging treatment.
Ability. If a mad swordsman who focuses on attacking lacks a tacit understanding with the healers in the team...
Tsk tsk, the painting is beautiful.
"So, this time we use plan two." Yu Wenzhou concluded his speech: "Although the ninja is the captain of the championship team and the captain of the Japanese national team, in terms of fighting style, neither gangsters nor ninjas are good at attacking. The Japanese team's close combat
The core should be the mad swordsman. So - Sun Xiang, you are responsible for resisting the mad swordsman and, if necessary, interrupt his attack rhythm."
"good!"
Sun Xiang nodded cleanly. Yu Wenzhou nodded slightly, turned to Zhang Xinjie's left hand, and leaned forward across the priest who was sitting upright:
"Zhang Jiale, you are responsible for covering the field and cutting off the connection between the mad swordsman and the healer. Is that okay?"
"give it to me!"
The owner of Dazzling Flowers agreed immediately, and his simple words naturally revealed a lot of arrogance. Although the scene of flowers and blood has long been a thing of the past, Zhang Jiale's understanding of the mad swordsman will never fade with time - he knows how
If you cooperate, you will know how to interrupt him at his most uncomfortable moment!
"Now, let's win this game together!"
He stretched out his palm flatly. One by one, Zhang Xinjie, Zhang Jiale, Huang Shaotian, Zhou Zekai, Sun Xiang, as well as Wang Jiexi, Li Xuan, Tang Hao, Fang Rui and others who had already played or were not scheduled to play, covered their palms one by one.
Coming up, Ye Xiu placed his palms heavily on the top. Then, everyone looked at each other and shouted in unison:
"One! Two! Three! Victory!"
The eyes of the fourteen young people were all burning with fire and light. With a strong lift, the fourteen palms were raised straight to the sky at the same time!