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Tyranny lost two games in a row, but it didn't affect the morale of the fans in the slightest.

"Tyranny must win! Tyranny is invincible!"

"Damn, this makes people who don't know think they won two games." Lao Fang stood up extremely annoyed: "Look at me to kill their arrogance!"

"Just don't be ashamed." Old Wei patted him on the shoulder.

Fang Rui gave him a beautiful middle finger. Old Wei nodded his head like a chicken thief, then stood up, and walked through all the seats except Xingxin's auditorium.

Tyranny's original shouts fell silent for a moment, and then curses rang out.

"Okay, okay, don't hold grudges anymore, I'm afraid we won't be able to get out for a while." Chen Guohou said fearfully.

"...cough, then I'll go up first." Fang Rui shrank his head, and ran towards the competition seats with a rather mischievous look.

"It's so wretched..." Old Wei shook his head helplessly: "Eh? Why do you all look at me like this? Don't you think it's wretched?"

"Wretched is wretched, but I think it's not convincing for you to say that." Zhang Jiale shook his head.

"What the hell..."

"Actually, I think so too." Bai Mo smiled and raised his hand.

"noob……"

Everyone in Xingxin laughed for a while and then looked at the competition seats. Tyranny sent Song Qiying this time, the future successor of Da Mo Gu Yan, the next tactician Zhang Xinjie was trying to train.

"Lao Fang's round is probably in danger." Baozi shook his head regretfully.

"...Don't talk, let me guess what Baozi wants to say next." Chen Guo said, "You mean to say that boxing is afraid of young people, right?"

"The proprietress is enlightened!" Baozi nodded seriously.

"...Sorry, what you said made me feel like I did something wrong." Chen Guo covered her face, not knowing whether she should be proud that she followed Baozi's train of thought, or whether she should reflect on why she was If you can keep up, is your thinking starting to slide.

This round was slightly shorter than the first round, and Song Qiying, who was meticulous and thoughtful, was still unable to fight against the evil old hooligan, and lost to Fang Rui's men in the end.

"It's easy, everything is under my control." Fang Rui brushed his hair gracefully.

"True or false."

"of course it's true!"

"I mean your words are true or false."

"What I said is so true."

"My first sentence is a statement, not a question." Zhang Jiale was speechless.

After losing three single-player matches in a row, Team Xingxin scored three points with ease, but the morale of the Tyranny fans seemed to be still high. Their backbone hadn't played yet. There will be no change in morale.

And even if Desert Guyan fell down, so what? Sooner or later they will win, this is what they have always believed.

"The group arena is about to begin!" Pan Lin sighed, "Based on the current situation, Tyranny is at a disadvantage!"

...

It seems that besides arranging the cremation package for Ye Xiu Fang Rui, I have to buy you another...

Li Yibo smiled and didn't speak.

"Oh! Xingxin dispatched Su Mucheng for the first round! The wide-area and high-explosive long-distance damage occupation almost completely restrained the others who did not appear in Tyranny. It seems that this time it will be difficult to fight." Pan Lin excitedly Said.

"Then, do you think Zhang Xinjie didn't account for this?" Li Yibo laughed.

"Eh..." Pan Lin was a little embarrassed: "But even if it counts, I'm afraid there will be no defensive moves, right?"

"Then let us wait and see." Li Yibo smiled and nodded.

"Hey, Tyranny probably won't send Zhang Xinjie in the group arena, right? Just like the All-Star Weekend before, won't it?" Pan Lin hesitated and asked uncertainly.

Li Yibo still smiled and didn't answer.

This time I really can't save it, just wait to die.

"This Li Yibo is really stubborn, even if Tyranny is his old club, he can't open his eyes and talk nonsense!" Chen Guo said dissatisfied: "You think so, Lao Ye."

She is a fan of Su Mucheng! It should be regarded as the number one brain fan now.

"Heh, Xiaobai, what do you think? What is Tyranny's way to break the game?" Ye Xiu didn't answer, but instead asked Bai Mo's opinion with a smile.

"It can only be Qin Muyun?" Although it was a question, Bai Mo's words were full of affirmation.

"Qin Muyun? Wasn't he suppressed to death by Xiaoan last time?" Chen Guo couldn't believe it. Even when she was in Fan Jiashi, the hostility didn't spread to Qin Muyun. After all, Qin Muyun was a bit too inconspicuous.

"Qin Muyun is a seriously underestimated player, an academic player. The last time he was suppressed by Xiaoan, he actually took advantage of a lot of terrain advantages. Don't forget how much effort Xiaoan and Luo Ji put into Qin Muyun's research." Old Wei Shaking his head: "This guy is terrifying, his position selection and positioning are all top-notch."

"I'm afraid Zhang Xinjie will arrange him to play in second place, and then he will take advantage of the situation to win the second and third rounds. In the end, Brother Zhang may face the desert lonely smoke who is at full strength." Bai Mo said.

"It's consistent with my judgment...so, never underestimate anyone in the professional arena." Ye Xiu said: "There is no weak person who can survive in the professional arena."

Chen Guo nodded half-understood. After thinking for a long time, she couldn't figure it out. She simply cheered for Su Mucheng and shouted.

As expected, Bai Yanfei, known as the turret, was the first to be dispatched in the Tyranny Group Arena.

Su Mucheng won the first game with ease, but the consumption of mana and health is still not low.

The second place is Qin Muyun.

"Qin Muyun, if Qin Muyun misses, the pressure will be great. If there is no accident, it will be Han Wenqing's Desert Dust who will defend Tyranny, and Xingxin's second choice will be more diverse, whether it is Han Mist with a strong style of play or a steamed bun player with a variety of styles, as well as an experienced player Wei Chen are all possible." Pan Lin said with some concern.

"Look at it." Li Yibo smiled.

The competition started soon, Qin Muyun judged the position and immediately started to move, while Su Mucheng had a clear target, so he jumped upstairs with a flying cannon, relying on the advantage of the terrain to try to find the position at minus nine degrees.

Such behavior also exposes one's own position, which has advantages and disadvantages, but the advantages undoubtedly outweigh the disadvantages.

A mediocre start.

where?

Su Mucheng thought for a while, Qin Muyun would not be so stupid as to directly reveal his position, everything was silent.

Judging by experience?

But if this is the case, I am afraid that the opportunity will be lost...

How do we do this?