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"How did you lose?!" Beth jumped up all of a sudden, staring dumbfounded at Prometheus who was cut off with a single sword strike on the stage.

"Just... a sword?"

"Nonsense, I have eyes, I just want to ask him how he did it!" The violent pseudo-loli rolled her eyes.

Hephaestus was cold for a moment, and smiled wryly: "Don't look at me, I'm also in a daze, not just looking at that moment, the price is really not small."

Although covered by light effects, Hephaestus had seen the obviously shortened blue bars before.

"It's another glass cannon, but it's very suitable for the rotting country team's lineup. Before this, the rotten country team used expendable tactics to kill their opponents. Now they finally have a breaking point." Athena frowned: "Hades, in the next round...even if you lose, you have to avoid that sword. Look at Arthur's state after releasing that attack. The outcome of this round may be related to the direction of the final promotion."

"Understood." Hades frowned, and finally agreed. Between promotion and personal victory, there is no need to think about it.

"It's finally interesting." Bai Mo's eyes lit up, and he kept thinking about how Andvari did it in his mind.

"It's been a long time since I saw you so excited." Ye Xiu smiled and lit a cigarette, "The last time I saw you was during the preparation period for the World Invitational, right?"

"Well, as expected, there are more interesting things hidden in other people's hands!" Bai Mo said with a smile.

On the stage, it is not only the competition of contestants, but also the competition of logistics personnel, the collision of ideas of different silver weapon designers, and the special functions of all kinds of strange silver equipment. For Bai Mo, all these are even better than defeating in person The opponent is more excited.

"What you can see is that the last sword consumes the upper limit of mana. It seems that at most three swords can be used, no, at most two swords. To kill a leather armor profession with one sword requires a strong basic attack power and strength value ...Then which silver equipment part is the conversion point? You must think about this clearly before meeting the rotten national team, and provide a point for Senior Guo..." Bai Mo muttered while writing and drawing in his notebook.

Ye Xiu shook his head helplessly: "There's no need to be so anxious...Let's watch the next scene first."

"It's enough to have you, and the outcome of this game has already been decided, right? The Australian team is doomed. If the other tactical masters are not stupid, the first game is still the home of the rotten national team. The team match is inevitable." It will be mainly to determine the opponent's hole cards, and the real victory point will be put in the next round." Bai Mo said without looking up: "I will wait until the team competition to pay attention to their performance, and there is not much to see in the group arena. "

"You can see clearly..." Ye Xiu nodded with a smile, and continued to watch the game on the field.

Unlike the previous Prometheus, Hades' main focus is on consumption, while Arthur seems to be in the same unhurried state, relying on converting fixed damage into continuous damage and constantly superimposing Defensive power, taking advantage of this opportunity, basically used all defense-increasing skills.

about there.

Arthur quickly glanced at his attribute value, and the sword of the victory oath in his hand burst into golden light again.

Can't escape... skill lock.

Hades frowned, holding the silver weapon [Three-Headed Dog] horizontally in front of him, a warrior-type parry skill.

The golden light passed through the body, and Hades' blood volume dropped by two-thirds directly, and the blood volume had reached red blood.

Attack power has an upper limit after all, it's not that outrageous killing skill, but if it can really kill plate armor professions with full blood, it's impossible for this silver weapon to be made.

Then, it's my turn to try...

Arthur: [GG! 】

[Arthur has exited the room. 】

Hades froze there, frowning tightly, staring at the GM prompt on the public channel and Arthur's speech.

……Surrender?

Arthur touched his golden hair, the smile on his face was still so sunny, carefully took out his account card and walked out of the competition seat.

"Are you sure you want to surrender?" the tour referee asked.

"Ah, even if I want to go back now, it's too late." Arthur shrugged his shoulders: "I've done the best thing I can do, I've run out of mana, and I'm still a knight class that lacks attack methods , how could it be possible to beat a magic warrior full of mana? Rather than being defeated by the opponent in embarrassment, it's better to surrender yourself to be decent, right?"

The lack of means of attack means killing a leather armor profession with a single sword, right...

The tour referee did not ask, after all, his task was to confirm that it was not a misuse, but the player's personal will. After taking a deep look at Arthur, the tour referee returned to the referee area to report, and Arthur Then shrugged and walked towards the spectator seats of the rotten national team.

"Good job, I was afraid that your superiors would decide the outcome." Loki patted Arthur on the shoulder in satisfaction.

"If you can't win, that's fine." Arthur said with a smile: "I've supported your idea from the very beginning. Instead of being seen through by your opponents, it's better to leave them room for infinite reverie and exert mental pressure. .”

"Well." The smile on Rocky's face became even worse: "However, the pressure on Gaharad in the team competition is a bit greater."

"It doesn't matter." Gahalad smiled and shook his head: "The captain can throw away his personal glory, so how can I fall behind?"

"..." Merlin shook his head helplessly. Is this the magical power of a warlock? In just a few months, Arthur, who was originally slightly pedantic, obsessed with chivalry, and would rather bend than bend, became what he is now.

"Okay, for the rest, let me bring them an unforgettable party." Rocky got up and walked towards the competition seats.

"Damn, this bastard, you are really decisive in surrendering, it must have been instructed by that fellow Loki!" Bai Mo closed the notebook angrily.

"This kind of psychological tactics is much more proficient than before." Ye Xiu nodded: "Focus the opponent's attention on Arthur, so as to securely win the first game. If we try our best to keep Arthur's mystery on the field, then the Australian team will still be cautious in the game the day after tomorrow..."

"My heart is so dirty." Bai Mo put his hands behind his back with a displeased expression on his face: "But that's good, I reminded us, what is certain is that after that move, Arthur should be gone in a short time. For any combat ability, as long as he is optimistic about his attack distance in the team competition, this is considered too much."

"Oh, Loki will play in the second game?" Ye Xiu was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"Looking at his smiling face, I wanted to slap him." Bai Mo said with a gloomy face.

Qiu!

Loki, who was sitting in the competition booth, rubbed his nose, and looked around inexplicably, who praised me behind my back for being handsome?

Forget it, it must be a female fan, let's deal with the cutie on the other side first...

As expected, Loki was the first to take down Hades, who had nearly one-third of his HP, and then used the incomplete terrain to play circles with Hyperion. In the end, the opponent fell to the warlock's cutting technique. Down.

In the team competition, Australia focused on Arthur.

Just like what Ye Xiu said, Arthur is their blind spot. Fighting in the opponent's favorable terrain is inherently at a disadvantage. It's better for a strong man to cut his wrists and simply give up this round. Try to find out the opponent's details. Pull back the disadvantage in the home court, and finally decide the winner in the third game.

The tactical guidance for this game was directed by Loki, with Arthur as the core point of the tactics. Merlin and Galahad cut open the opponent's formation when Arthur unleashed a slash and took away Behemoth, who had been unshackled on the sixth day. After that, he resisted the offensive of Hades and Ares until Odin and Thor killed the wandering Artemis. After Thor came back to help, Odin cut off the sixth man seat alone. Prometheus who replaced him.

"Probably the attack range has been calculated..." Bai Mo rubbed his wrist, and glanced at the members of the Australian team who were still serious: "It seems that I am better than Hephaestus in this regard."

"We'll see how the Australian team will make adjustments before the next match." Ye Xiu chuckled lightly, "Let's go through the players' passage, now we can still eat the supper made by Xiao Lu when we get back."

"Hey, although the food made by the nutritionist is nutritious and balanced, it's not delicious... Oh? Sister Mucheng reminded me that you don't forget to bring her ice cream."

"Where can I buy ice cream now..."

"There's a coffee shop over there that's still open."

"It's too late, you tell Mucheng to forget it, and buy it for her after the game tomorrow."

"Why don't you tell her yourself."

The two walked and chatted, passed the staff ID, and quickly walked out of the venue, while the audience on the other side just started to leave.

"Hi, you two are...the leader of the Huaxia team and the silver weapon maker, right?" A well-dressed young man with curly brown hair and gold-rimmed glasses asked with a smile.

"You are?" Bai Mo was stunned for a moment, pulled Ye Xiu behind him, glanced around indiscriminately, and saw a few little hooligans who didn't look like good people squatting in the dark around him.

"It doesn't matter who I am, I just want to do business with the two of you. If you don't mind, you can sell us the order of the list issued by your Huaxia team...Of course, we will ensure that this list will not be leaked , and no third person will know about our deal..." the young man asked with a smile.

... Heh, Bai Mo chuckled: "It's time for the knockout round, you finally can't help but prepare to cut leeks?"

The smile on the young man's face continued, and he compared a number with his fingers.

"Not interested." Bai Mo yawned: "Next time, don't appear in front of me, understand?"

"If it's not enough, we can still..."

"Brother Ye, Xiaobai, what's the matter?" Lu Chen walked over with a smile on his face, and looked at the frozen young man with a smile on his face.

"It's okay... I didn't understand." Ye Xiu shrugged.

"Wuji joker, and a little mouse." Bai Mo shook his head.

The smile on the young man's face remained unchanged, and he waved his hand secretly: "Since you don't want to do this business, then let's see you next time..."

"I hope I never see you again." Bai Mo said with a smile.

"No wonder Uncle Bai and Uncle Ye asked me to come here." Lu Chen smiled wryly: "Has the e-sports industry developed to this point now?"

"Ah, yes." Bai Mo shook his head.

"Although we sent them away this time, we still have to be careful, and even if Brother Ye and Xiaobai look down on this money, the national team is more than that..." Lu Chen said cryptically.

"...Do you know how much the other masters of the national team can earn in a year?" Bai Mo patted Lu Chen's shoulder speechlessly, and then gestured. Lu Chen opened his eyes wide in disbelief: "So much?"

"That's still a small number, not counting endorsements or anything."

"...Hiss, Xiaobai, do you think I have the talent for this... Glory?"

"Pull it down, you couldn't even understand the Rubik's Cube when you were young."

"You must be jealous of me, Brother Ye, what do you think of me?"

"You're not afraid that Uncle Lu will smoke you." Ye Xiu smiled and took another pack of cigarettes from Lu Chen's pocket.

The two followed Lu Chen into the car he drove over, and finally returned to the hotel half an hour before Zhang Xinjie's bedtime.

"Today's training is over, everyone will go back to sleep, get up at seven o'clock tomorrow, have breakfast, and then go to the venue." Ye Xiu clapped his hands and said, "Old Yu, Lao Xiao, and Zhang, have you made the list?"

"It's already finished, just submit it before the competition starts tomorrow." Yu Wenzhou pushed his glasses with a smile, and picked up a document from the table: "Would you like to read it again?"

"It's not necessary." Ye Xiu shook his head: "Although we are the louder voices outside, it takes all our strength for a lion to fight a rabbit... especially Sun Xiang, Tang Hao, and Lao Guo, Lao Fang and others. Huang Shaotian, you two just need to restrain yourself."

"Hey you bastard... um, I'm sorry Captain..." Huang Shaotian lost his wilt when he saw Yu Wenzhou's smiling eyes.

"Everyone go back to sleep." Ye Xiu urged the others to go back to the room like Auntie Fa in the kindergarten, while Bai Mo checked the time and turned on a computer on his own.

"Huh? Are you going to stay up late today?" Ye Xiu glanced at the time and asked helplessly, "It's still early before we beat the national team, so don't you need to be in such a hurry?"

"The guy Andvari and I share a system. It is much easier to compare the data than other people. After making this kind of thing, it can greatly improve our own frankness. This is our last flaw. " Bai Mo smiled: "Luo Ji is probably waking up soon, and with his help, there will be a clue soon. I just put forward a charter, and leave the rest to Brother Guan in China. .”

"Thanks for your hard work." Ye Xiu patted Bai Mo's shoulder, sighed, and left the conference room. The sound of typing on the keyboard was heard again in the conference room.

I don't know how long it will last...