The players were paralyzed in the training room in various shapes, either closing their eyes to meditate, rotating their wrists, or lying on the back of the chair on the table as if they had lost all their bones. The four tactician masters had no time to rest, so they gathered together head to head,
You and I discuss each other quickly, pointing and prodding at each other's notebooks, and occasionally arguing in a low voice.
From time to time, someone would glance back. Any player caught by one of them would shudder subconsciously.
"Hey, did you smell it?" Fang Rui gave Huang Shaotian a slap in the face.
"I always feel like the air is full of conspiracy..." Li Xuan curled his lips.
"It's a bit cold..." Chu Yunxiu rubbed his arms.
"Sister Su, can you see if the air conditioner is turned down too low?" Zhang Jiale shouted from the air, and received a big eye roll: "Do you think this is Tyranny?"
"What's wrong with Tyranny? What's wrong with Tyranny?" Huang Shaotian leaned over with bright eyes: "Isn't Tyranny's air conditioner particularly cold? Ordinarily it shouldn't be. The weather in Qingdao is not bad, and it's not my big blue.
The air conditioner must be turned on all year round, but the place where the air conditioner is most useless is probably Baihua Bar, Zhang Jiale, don’t you think so?”
Sun Xiang silently reached out to Tang Hao. Tang Hao rummaged through his pockets, took out a pair of earplugs, and handed them over without saying a word.
"Okay," the discussion ended, Ye Xiu stood up, and loud applause attracted everyone's attention:
"Xinjie, go and hone your tactics with Shaotian. Wenzhou, you are in charge of Xiao Zhou. Xiao Xiao, you continue to watch other people's tactics -"
As for himself, he pulled Wang Jiexi over without any explanation.
"Do you want to unblock the magician?"
Wang Jiexi was silent. Ye Xiu didn't ask any questions. He clicked on the battle video and pulled the mouse very skillfully. In the light and shadow in the sky, Wang Buliuxing skillfully changed direction, turned, and attacked...
"You hesitated here. Why?"
Ye Xiu suddenly clicked pause and asked softly.
Wang Jiexi didn't say anything. Ye Xiu didn't ask any further questions. He dragged it back, slowed it down, and dragged it back again. Two times in a row, and then with a flick of the mouse, he pulled it forward a lot.
After the three battle videos were played, he turned back to his seat again and faced Wang Jiexi upright:
"Do you want to unblock the magician?"
"I……"
Wang Jiexi hesitated to speak. He moved his gaze from Ye Xiu's face to the screen, staring unblinkingly at the changing lights and shadows above, but his eyes revealed a bit of confusion. Wang Buliuxing's figure was flying wantonly.
, overlapping with countless past events over the years, rushing to my mind:
The cheers for Magic’s play style in three seasons...
The pain of Tiny Herb's final defeat...
The difficulty of changing one's playing style, the sad figure when the captain left...the collapse of the team when Wang Buliuxing fell, Gao Yingjie's painful tears...
"Next season, or the next season, or the next season, no matter when, you must lead Tiny Herb back to a championship!"
"If they regard you as a role model instead of a patron..."
Han Wenqing started the rotation, Yang Cong regained his life-saving attack, Lin Jingyan retired, and last year's All-Star appearance, the only remaining achievement in the third season...
besides……
besides……
There is also the unrestrained feeling when you first met Sanren and dueled with Lord Grim; and the joyful feeling when you faced off against Tang Hao Sun Xiang in the Season 10 All-Star Game!
Want to unblock the magician?
How could you not want to!
Once you taste that kind of freedom, it’s impossible for anyone to forget it!
I am thinking about it here and I am thinking about it.
my magician,
When I first entered glory,
The most passionate, the most shining, the most unrepressed soul!
But, can I do it?
The transformation started in the fourth season, until now, seven years and seven seasons!
Those things that have been suppressed, separated, and have never been tested in top competitions - skills, experience, consciousness - are now released, is it too late? Can we keep up?
"Old Wang." A palm suddenly waved in front of him. Ye Xiu supported the computer desk in front of him with one arm, half blocking the screen with his side, and his careless smile widened in front of his eyes:
"You just answer, you want it, or you don't want it. The rest,"
He waved his arm casually and pointed at all the players in the training room who were studying or discussing intently:
"Aren't we still there?"
A wave of heat suddenly rushed to his chest.
Wang Jiexi nodded heavily.
"I think."
"Okay, then I will accompany you for a few games." Ye Xiu nodded clearly and turned back to his computer. As soon as the screen lit up, Lord Grim's figure carrying an umbrella appeared in the arena interface.
"Lao Ye, didn't you say you didn't bring your account card?"
Huang Shaotian glanced at it and opened his mouth to shout. Before Ye Xiu could answer, Su Mucheng's clean and crisp voice floated leisurely from the other end of the training room:
"I brought it."
"Pfft hahahahahahaha..."
Everyone laughed wildly.
Fighting against Huang Shaotian and so on are the things that I like to hear the most.
Amidst the laughter, Wang Buliuxing appeared at the other end of the ring. Extinction Stardust lifted up, flew up, and rushed forward.
The incredible Sanren and the weird and changeable magician, the highest level, the strongest state, collide!
One game, two games, three games... nine games, ten games!
The two top attackers in the league are famous for their unpredictable attack methods. A game can be as short as three minutes, and the longest can be more than ten minutes. Ten consecutive games, adding up to a full hour, and this
The two of them stared at the computer with top concentration and perseverance, without moving their shoulders or shaking their bodies, and the sound of their fingers on the keyboard was as dense as a torrential rain——
In the sound of rain, the dust of the former magician was washed away bit by bit.
In the fierce battles one after another, Wang Jiexi could not stop sweating from his back.
His coat is not thick, and the air conditioning in Yi Zhan's training room is very powerful. The gentle breeze is soft and cool. However, this coolness is not enough for him.
The angle of view on the screen is spinning all over the world, up, down, forward, and sideways, changing directions and rolling rapidly all the time. The Thousand Chance Umbrella is sometimes opened in the field of vision, sometimes closed, and sometimes opened again to wave out a gleam of cold light...
Twelve forms rolled over and over, constantly changing, almost never staying in any one form for a second.
He only fought Lord Grim twice and a half.
Half of them were in the eighth season, when a magician who was less than level 30 faced off against Lord Grim, who had just taken shape and whose My Thousand Planes Umbrella had not fully changed. The second time was in the tenth season, when they met on a narrow road in the team competition.
However, the pressure brought to him by these two and a half battles was completely different from the one-on-one, high-frequency and high-tempo continuous duels in the current arena.
Ten games!
Excited in the first game, focused in the second... By the ninth and tenth games, all that was left was the exhaustion of constantly pushing the limits.
Persevere, persist, and persist.
Because Wang Jiexi knew that the person opposite him was burning himself with the same persistence and concentration.
Because among all the players, only Ye Xiu and Lord Grim are the only ones. Only with the same or even more bizarre and changeable playing style, and shorter and faster changes, can he regain his former glory as a magician in the shortest possible time.
.
"Okay, okay, no more fighting! I'm starving, let's go eat!"
The moment Ye Xiu pushed away the keyboard and stood up, Wang Jiexi leaned back and leaned on the back of the chair with his eyes closed.