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City Q, at the press conference site, Zhang Xinjie had just finished the post-match summary on behalf of Tyranny, and all the reporters were starting to record something in their notebooks.

Zhang Xinjie previously said that Tyranny will increase some rotations in the follow-up of this season to make the team run more efficiently. Have the veterans of Tyranny also started to withdraw from the stage of history?

As Zhang Xinjie said this, Han Wenqing, Guo Mingyu and Lin Jingyan beside him didn't seem to have any special expressions, they were calm and indifferent.

There was a slight vibration, and a reporter was taken aback. He took out his mobile phone and glanced at it furtively, as if he was secretly playing with his mobile phone in class and was afraid of being discovered by the teacher.

There was no other way, a burst of anger was inevitable when Han Wenqing found out.

oh? The reporter's eyes lit up.

"If there are no other questions, this press conference is over." Tyranny's press officer said.

As soon as he finished speaking, it was like a forest of arms rose from the audience.

What's going on today? Don't you usually tremble and only dare to ask a few questions and then look forward to the end of get out of class?

Although a little surprised, the press officer still randomly selected a reporter.

"Excuse me Han...Vice Captain Zhang? At Xingxin's press conference just now, Ye Xiu said that he was sure to defeat Tyranny. What do you think?" The reporter just wanted to talk about Team Han, but saw Han Wenqing's expressionless With an expression on his face, he quickly turned his head to look at the serious but gentle Zhang Xinjie.

"I……"

"We are looking forward to it, if he can do it." Han Wenqing took the initiative to take the microphone and said calmly.

[Although Han Wenqing's words are full of plainness, the fighting spirit in his heart seems to never fade away. He is looking forward to the rematch with his old enemy, including Guo Mingyu. The excitement on his expression cannot be concealed. It will be many years Come to another collision of grievances...]

"What is it?" Old Wei closed the newspaper a little speechlessly: "Just a normal reply, just like a glance at ten thousand years."

"Hehe, the reporter's routine." Ye Xiu replied while studying Tyranny's game videos from this season.

"However... fighting Tyranny is really difficult. Some of our usual methods may not be of any use to the opponent." Zhang Jiale rubbed his chin.

"It's really difficult. First of all, we must find a way to predict Zhang Xinjie's prediction of us, so that Brother Ye and Guo Mingyu should be staggered in the individual competition. The skills of the exorcist are indeed fatal to the Thousand Chance Umbrella. "Bai Mo sighed, he felt a bit of a headache when he thought of the process of this infinite matryoshka.

Guo Mingyu, one of the first generation of three gods, the oldest group of professional players in the league, the exorcist Sentimental Brahma, the silver weapon scythe [Kronos] in his hand is also a mechanical structure, and the handle can be extended according to the player's control. When waving, the front and back sections are pulled by chains, abruptly changing a short-range job into a short-range output job.

"Based on the previous situation, Guo Mingyu is generally more likely to compete as an individual, usually in the second or third place..." Old Wei rubbed his chin: "Xiaobai, can you express your opinion? "

In the team match against Zhaohua, Bai Mo's tactical concept has begun to take shape, and it is somewhat different from Ye Xiu's righteous way and Wei Chen's tricky way.

Although it would be uncomfortable to implement the tactical system in this way, as long as the opponent is more uncomfortable than Xingxin, Bai Mo will implement it without hesitation.

Exchange, one for one, regardless of cost...

But it is efficient and reasonable, and every step can be placed on the lifeline of the opponent.

"I think it's better for Brother Ye to be the first one. Zhang Xinjie probably thinks the same way. He thinks we won't be the first to send Brother Ye, so let's do the opposite." Bai Mo stroked his chin.

"Well, good suggestion... What do you think, Old Wei?" Ye Xiu nodded knowingly.

"The third one, the third one will be better, they think we are on the first floor but actually we are in the basement."

"Okay, then I'll go out second." Ye Xiu nodded in satisfaction.

...

Bai Mo and Old Wei's expressions collapsed, and they had the urge to kill this bastard, the Warlock made you understand.

This wave uses metaphysics to break tactics, right? Fortunately, there are two warlocks in the team.

"Ahem...then, who will take the first place?" Zhang Jiale coughed twice.

"Xiaobai, do you want a group arena or an individual competition?" Ye Xiu asked with a smile.

"The group arena? Take some pressure off Brother Zhang."

"Well, I'll leave it to you for the first round of the individual match. Come on." Ye Xiu nodded and wrote it down in his notebook.

"Well, Xiaobai, calm down, Ye Xiu probably didn't do it on purpose, calm down!" a group of people discouraged.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was Saturday game day.

Today's match was even more heated than Tyranny's match against Samsara.

How fresh, the re-collision of old enemies for many years, the love and hatred of former teammates, if you don't watch this fun, you will regret it for a year.

"Don't be nervous, Qiying." Zhang Xinjie glanced at Song Qiying who was sitting upright.

"Just a little excited." Song Qiying nodded, indicating that he was not nervous.

"There's nothing to be nervous about. Run over and win. That's what you should do." Han Wen said calmly.

Zhang Xinjie glanced at the time: "It's time to enter the arena. I'll be there in five minutes. I'll arrive at the arena on time at eight o'clock."

"Let's go." Han Wenqing nodded, and left the waiting room with Tyranny's teammates.

"Brother Li, this time I specially applied for this commentary. Who do you prefer?" Pan Lin asked cheerfully.

"Does it need to be said?" Li Yibo said with a smile.

"That's right, it's rare that you can relive your glory days in this match." Pan Lin said with emotion, "Oh? Why does Brother Li look so nervous today?"

"Oh, is that right, your illusion?" Li Yibo said with a smile.

Li Yibo didn't dare to answer these words. In other games, it's fine for him to fool around casually. If he dared to talk nonsense in today's scene, he was afraid that he would have to face Captain Han's death stare after a while. Although he is no longer a member of Tyranny, his respect for Han Wenqing is probably the same as that of students for their homeroom teachers.

Today's scene deserves a good explanation!

Li Yibo secretly made up his mind to say what he has to say, if he doesn't understand it, just say he doesn't understand it, it's not ashamed!

"The players from both sides had a friendly exchange before the match. The captains of both sides shook hands... Oh? Little student An Wenyi looks very nervous?" Pan Lin asked curiously.

"According to reliable sources, Xiao Bingliang is a priest player that Ye Xiu excavated from the Tyrannical Ambition Guild. He must have been too excited to see his idol. An Wenyi's performance in these two games has been very good. I hope he won't appear in front of his idol today. What a mistake." Li Yibo sighed with emotion.

"Oh? Is there such a thing? Eh? Contestant Fang Rui hugged Lin Jingyan! He looked very excited! Wei Chen and Bai Mola couldn't move away, and Lin Jingyan looked very embarrassed!"

"Under Xingxin's boss's scolding, the two sides returned to their respective preparation seats...Then the preparations for the match begin, let's see who the first players from both sides will be..."