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"What the hell is Little Bingliang doing? Xingxin's great advantage disappeared in an instant! One Autumn Leaf replaced the other three!

Enter the windward array! But Jiang Botao, who came back to support him, found out! Jiang Botao's condition remained very good, with 30% of his health and 47 mana remaining!

Windward array is dangerous! It's a pity that I bumped into the magic swordsman just after I came out of the sixth man seat, and was approached! Pull the Fudo King Formation! Then came the Ice Wave Formation, Wei Chen's luck seemed to be unlucky, he was frozen directly, Jiang Botao didn't seem to give him any more chances...

Cloud Piercer landed again! Hold a gun and see hold a gun! Yun Shan flung One Inch Ash flying, and Zhou Zekai made an alley-oop! Reduce the distance between the other party and your priest! Lord Grim wants to support! Holy fire, holy fire again! Yunshan Luan directly slam dunks in the air! Explosive buckle! "Pan Lin said excitedly: "There are not many opportunities left for Xingxin..."

"No, there is no chance, look over there." Li Yibo pointed in one direction, and a thin figure was sneaking over.

It was Wu Qi's cruel silence, he had already sprinted and accelerated to the battlefield.

How to lose five against three?

Cruel and silent brazenly launched the five skills of Assassination, Crack, Kill, Dodge, Instant, and Extinguishment one after another, and the whole person was like a phantom, constantly shuttling around One Inch Hui, each knife caused a huge amount of damage to One Inch Hui, and the last knife Falling, Qiao Yifan is out.

Yun Shanran threw Lord Grim to the cruel and silent position again with a throwing throw, and Wu Qi directly launched a life-threatening blow without thinking and took Lord Grim away.

There was no turning point in the scene. Under the siege of the four people on the opposite side, the formation against the wind only lasted for a short 20 seconds...

【glory】!

"Let us congratulate Team Samsara for winning this game!"

It's all my fault... An Wenyi's face turned pale. After he was out of the game, he calmed down and realized what stupid thing he had done.

It was supposed to be a 9-1 victory over the champion Samsara, but now...

The gray screen in front of him and the words "failure" kept lingering in front of An Wenyi's face. He didn't even dare to step out of his game seat to face his teammates, and he didn't dare to face his teammates' disappointed expressions.

"Boom boom boom!"

An Wenyi stood up quickly, touched his eyes a few times and went to open the door.

"Let's go, Xiaoan? What's the matter? Are you so nostalgic about the competition seats? Don't worry, there will be opportunities for you to experience in the future." Bai Mo said cheerfully.

"Hey...Wen Yi, aren't you crying?" Zhang Jiale asked with a smile.

"Let's go quickly, this is so changed that you can't even smoke, who made the rules?" Old Wei said with a dark face.

"Bullshit, the whole event lasts only twenty seconds and you still have the nerve to smoke?" Ye Xiu said contemptuously.

"What's the matter? I still have to hit five against five and kill five?" Old Wei cast a glance at Ye Xiu: "Then I think it's better than you three hits and half a day and can't kill one."

"Brother Xiaobai, God Ye, Brother Zhang, Boss Wei, Yifan... I'm sorry." Seeing his teammates use other methods to divert his emotions, An Wenyi's eyes turned red again.

"Hey, what are you sorry for? Isn't it normal for newcomers to have various problems when they enter the professional arena for the first time? Good things, good things..." Ye Xiu said cheerfully.

This time An Wenyi really exposed all his shortcomings at a glance. When encountering chaos, he was in a hurry, nervous, his superiors did not follow orders, and he relied too much on equipment...

Forget it, the problem seems to be not small, so we can only make changes slowly.

Ye Xiu, Bai Mo, and Zhang Jiale looked at each other and sighed.

The six of them returned to Xingxin's preparation table together. Chen Guo and the others didn't show too much harshness towards An Wenyi, but calmed down An Wenyi.

"By the way, who will go to the press conference later?" Lao Wu asked with a smile: "It's a very revealing thing to get four points under Samsara... Lao Ye? As the captain, you will go Right?"

"Ah... and the press conference?" Ye Xiu scratched his head.

"Nonsense, Chairman Feng Xianjun told us not to forget, and he didn't want to go? Okay, then I'll order, Lao Ye, Lao Zhang, Lao Fang Xiaobai, it's just the four of you!" Wu Chen said angrily. Said: "Anyway, the four of you are hob meat."

"Hey, why doesn't Old Wei use it!" Fang Rui was a little upset when he heard Hob Dao Rou's comment.

"He only stayed for about 20 seconds for the entire game. Did he go up and ask someone to spray him? At such an old age, what if something bad happens?"

"Your uncle's old Wu, who did you learn all the trash talk from?"

"Listen, practice and read more every day." Wu Chen shrugged.

"Okay, according to Lao Wu's arrangement, the others will go to the lounge with me to have a rest, and I will book a table to celebrate tonight." Chen Guo announced with a big wave of her hand.

Everyone……

An Wenyi's heart throbbed for a while, and the newcomer three kept talking about other topics around him, so that he didn't have to focus on this.

Thanks……

The press conference was also held in a conference room in the Xiaoshan Gymnasium. The reporters had already sneaked out of the venue to grab a good seat in the arranged room when the overall situation was settled.

Right now, after finally waiting for a few people from Xingxin to come over, they almost slapped them on the face.

"Well, everyone is very enthusiastic. Don't worry, we didn't run away. If we did, you know where our base camp is, don't you?" Wu Chen cheerfully helped the four of them stop the overly excited photographers.

This is basically completely different from the treatment received by Wei Bang Yi Zhan last year. Lou Guanning was exhausted, promoting and stuffing red envelopes, and the number of reporters who came was almost two-thirds of Xingxin's.

For the reporters, they were quite satisfied with the few people Xingxin had interviewed, but they were not too satisfied. After all, Xingxin was full of topics!

What about Su Mucheng? What about the beautiful newcomer? What about the pastor who caused disaster in the team competition? What about Wei Chen, who was played for twenty seconds by the grandpa of the league? Wouldn't Xingxin send a few more people? It’s best for the whole team to participate. Anyway, everyone is not in a hurry. Wouldn’t it be better to take your time and ask?

In the blink of an eye, the four of Xingxin were already seated. As Wu Chen announced the start of the press conference, the reporters impatiently raised their hands, just like elementary school students waiting for the teacher to roll their names.

Ye Xiu glanced roughly, and randomly clicked on a female reporter.

"Excuse me, how do you feel about losing to Ye Shen 4-6 in the first round?" asked the female reporter.

"It shouldn't be, it's too bad." Ye Xiu said with a sigh.

"Are you implying that the loss was too undeserved? That's true, after all, Xingxin has a chance..."

"No, no, I mean you shouldn't get these four points. In previous years, the new teams entered the opening match either 0-10 or 1-9. We Xingxin entered the professional league and won four points in the hands of the champion team... ...Is it a bit too high-profile?" Ye Xiu turned his head and asked.

"Indeed." Zhang Jiale nodded with a smile.

"Yes, it's too high-profile." Fang Rui said worriedly, "We won't be boycotted by other teams, right?"

"Yeah... Originally, I planned to lose the first match, but I won the fight... Brother Fang is more experienced. Don't worry, Brother Ye. I will hand in a review tonight." Bai Mo felt guilty. Said: "Eh? Brother Zhang also has to submit a review!"

"...Didn't I see that Lao Fang lost too badly? Everyone was beaten so dizzy that I couldn't hold it back for a while."

"Ahem, after all, I haven't played as a qigong master for a long time, and my hands are a little raw..."

Seeing that the four people on the stage chatted one after another, the reporters couldn't find a chance to interrupt.

What is this for... Hey, wait, these guys don't want to delay the press conference just like this, do they?