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Perun: [Congratulations to the finals, I heard from Galahad, do you need help? 】

Perun: [If you don't mind, I can try it. 】

"Here we come! The magic warrior of the Russian Federation, who is coming?" Ye Xiu had a translator on his computer, which automatically translated and recognized private messages, and shouted behind him when he saw someone came to ask.

"I'll do it." Tang Hao raised his hand and said.

"Open a room in the competition uniform, remember to thank people, don't push it like two to eighty-five thousand, the gang is for love, not duty." Bai Mo patted Tang Hao on the shoulder.

Tang Hao wanted to refute, but he still kept his mouth shut. Forget it, what he did before was indeed...somewhat youthful and frivolous.

"People from the Italian team want to come to a group arena match. Shaotian, Xiao Zhou, Sun Xiang, you three, get ready, open the room, and Lao Yu will chat with the Russian tactical master. There seems to be a girl in the room. Let me translate He has a member, so the one he found is easy to use." Ye Xiu shouted again: "Xiaobai, are you busy, the one from Andersen and Nihong wants to talk to you..."

"The guys from the Rotten Kingdom are quite reliable. After talking about it yesterday, they helped us recruit a group today." Fang Rui raised his brows.

Zhang Jiale smiled: "After all, they knew the news earlier than us, and their game uniforms are more advanced than us. It doesn't seem so difficult to understand if they know more people, and they are not difficult people to get along with..."

"Compared to being difficult to get along with, why do I feel that almost everyone expects the US team to lose?" Guo Mingyu scratched his head.

"Yesterday, I looked through the chat history, and that kid God made all kinds of face jumping and mocking. Is there anyone who can beat him? Someone has already offered a reward for someone who can teach him a good lesson." Xiao Shiqin smiled. Lol, he also connected with some tactical masters from other countries, and everyone began to analyze the tactical arrangements of the US team.

"Getting the right way helps a lot but losing the right way helps a lot..." Bai Mo was stunned for a while, chatting with others first.

Several members of the Rotten National Team are going to hold a personal team press conference today. They set off early in the morning. They probably have to sneak in in batches to avoid being photographed. There is nothing to update in terms of equipment. There is simply not enough time for other people to get familiar with the new equipment and then set up tactics and practice according to the new equipment. Bai Mo has a lot of leisure time here. If so many people come this time, it is also to confirm the equipment information of the US team. Many people have jet lag when they return to China, and work cannot be carried out before all the people arrive.

Perun had already finished fighting Tang Hao, without any accidents. As the number two player of the Russian United team, Perun almost won a crushing victory. Tang Hao didn't have the slightest carelessness, but he was still suppressed from the beginning to the end.

Perun: [Your strength is very good, but among the members of the US team, it is probably at the lower middle level. 】

Different from the berserker style of play on the field, Perun in reality belongs to the rare and modest faction of the Russian United team, wearing glasses and gentle.

The middle and lower ranks... mean the bottom? Tang Hao did some calculations in his mind, and didn't refute anything. Although his strength on paper is not very reliable, in real games, it still depends on his personal performance on the spot and the state between himself and his opponent. Home and away games are also very important aspects. .

But if this evaluation is made by a master who has played against the US team... it is really a bit discouraging.

Perun: [But it doesn't matter, your style is more restrained than the wolf of the American team, but the words of vampires and others...]

Tang Sanda: 【Please tell me their style habits. 】

Tang San hit: [Please. 】

Perun: […]

Perun: [Sorry, I feel that you are a bit different from the online game. You are unexpectedly frank and polite. Let me start with the wolf on the US team...]

Tang San hit: [Thank you. 】

Tang Hao's side has already started to study, and the group arena match with the Italian team has also ended. Even in the hands of Huang Shaotian and Zhou Zekai and Sun Xiang, those crazy artists still scored two points.

However, you must know that their lineup has been zero-blocked by God.

"C'mon, c'mon!" Huang Shaotian scratched his head depressingly: "I thought that guy was similar to Ye Xiu, but now I realize that the problem is wrong, Lord Grim blueness is a big problem after all, the group arena can't last that long But that God guy is a purebred profession, and he is still a priesthood class. He has the ability to sustain himself, plus he has horrible personal operations. Forget that you can’t understand Chinese anymore, wait for me to use the translator..."

Da Vinci's voice came from the opposite side in a panic: "No, my computer comes with a translator, no need to repeat, please speak slowly...

If you want to talk about God and you, let’s open it at 37, you three. "

But if your trash talk can be understood by God, it will probably be 40-60%. If the game room allows voice communication, your winning rate may directly soar to 50-50...

No, I think it must be at least 60%, right?

"Your team's sharpshooter, if you make good use of your professional advantages, you will have at least a 40% chance of winning against a god, and the battle mage is slightly worse, maybe 20%?" Da Vinci thought for a while.

"Damn, did you make a mistake, I only have a 20% winning rate?!" Sun Xiang jumped up all of a sudden: "Come on, come on, give it another shot! Mechanic, right? One-on-one!"

"Shut up and apologize!" Bai Mo angrily gave Sun Xiang a slap in the face. Sun Xiang gave Bai Mo a wronged look, but he didn't dare to say anything. Now Bai Mo and Ye Xiu are the biggest black men of Huaxia Team. The evil forces, together with Fang Rui, a bastard, can't do it, can't do it at all...

"Come on." Zhou Zekai said seriously, then looked at the computer screen: "Come again."

"...Uh, you and that swordsman brother just now are two extremes. It's ok. Just as our captain is back, let's adjust the team and come back. After the fight, we can talk about the weaknesses of the American team..."

"Hey, is this a personal attack? What's wrong with me? Two extremes. I belong to the normal one. It's just that Xiao Zhou seems a little too silent..."

"Shaotian, you must respect your friends."

"Sorry, I was too arrogant, please continue..." Huang Shaotian didn't want to try to have okra juice poured into his mouth with an infusion device when he fell asleep at night.

At the very least, the team leader can no longer sneak open the door for those two guys...

The US team settled in the hotel

"Hey, God, I heard that many guys who played with us today went to play a friendly match with the guys from the Huaxia team." Michael raised his head and shouted.

god stared intently at the fighting game on the screen, the handle was directly connected to the projector, and he was playing the projector used for the meeting as a game console, and he himself sat on the table arrogantly, god head He also said incomprehensibly: "It doesn't matter, it's just a group of defeated dogs huddling together to keep warm, they are all dogs that have collapsed..."

"God, don't be so confident, you are..."

"boom!"

The handle was thrown in front of the speaking American team members.

"Shut up." God looked at him coldly: "If you can't learn to control your mouth, get out of here and go back to your kennel."

The members of the American team who were reprimanded turned pale and blue, but they didn't dare to say anything.

Seeing that the atmosphere became serious, Grand Duke Dracula stood up with a smile: "Okay, God, continue to play your game, remember that there will be interviews at the party, and other people can do whatever they should do, data scientists analyze Huaxia The behavior of the team, I need it before the night."

The U.S. team does not have a so-called master tactician. They are called data masters, because god believes that there is no need for any tactics with him.

God glanced at Dracula, didn't say anything, just nodded, looked at the character who was defeated by the opponent because he didn't have a controller, and didn't say anything.

For Dracula, who is actually the No. 2 on the US team, god still regards him as an equal relationship with himself, as for the others...

Ah.

"Damn... I'm exhausted..." Huang Shaotian lay on the table, as tired as a dead dog, and didn't want to move at all.

"Move inside...I don't want to move anymore." Fang Rui kicked Huang Shaotian's stool.

"Fuck you, uncle." Huang Shaotian rolled his eyes.

"Forget it, Lao Zhang, I'm sitting here..."

"Okay...anything is fine." Zhang Jiale's hands trembled slightly.

"It seems that the intensity of your training today is very high." Loki leaned on his chin and looked at them with a smile.

"Ang, everyone comes up to fight in rotation, and the rest time is very short. It's been a long time since I fought with such a high intensity..." Xiao Shiqin smiled wryly: "Thank you all."

"Have you gained anything?" Odin asked with a smile.

"I have gained a lot, thank you very much." Yu Wenzhou said seriously.

"That's good, otherwise we'd be embarrassed to sit here and eat." Arthur said with a smile. After they came back from the interview today, the Huaxia team has all entered the training state, and the lineup is quite full one after another. The members of the Rotten National Team felt that they were of no help. They were embarrassed to stay for dinner, but they were stopped by Bai Mo and said to help serve the dishes. The things had already been bought, and if they didn’t eat them, they would be wasted, so they simply stayed. Come down and help with the plates and cutlery.

"Continue to work hard tomorrow." Wang Jiexi said with a smile, although his hands clenched into fists a little unnaturally.

"Cut, pretend to be real." Huang Shaotian waved his hands: "You can pick up peanuts with chopsticks later, if you can pick up three peanuts, I'll count you amazing!"

"..."

"Okay, stop arguing. Let's eat. After eating, we will start a meeting to summarize today's things." Ye Xiu came in with two plates, followed by Baimo Andvari and Lu Chen, who made today's work Still rich and highly nutritious, it ensures nourishment and recovery for all.

After eating and laughing for a while, the members of the Rotten Country team left, and everyone in the Huaxia team sat in the meeting room.

"According to the two teams that played against the U.S. team in the knockout rounds, God's strength has increased a lot, at least 20% higher than before the Hall of Fame, and his style is more aggressive and vicious. One of them tore through the line of defense and couldn't defend at all, as for the others, they were more like setting up a hunting ground for God." Xiao Shiqin sighed: "This style is more like the previous Samsara team ah……"

"He's stronger than me." Zhou Zekai said seriously, "Very strong."

"Seven words... Even if it is a professional advantage, you are not sure?"

"It's not that when the Russian Federation played the US team before, they didn't try to let Baishen play to suppress, but you also saw that the bullets couldn't even keep up with God's speed. In the end, Baishen blasted and killed him at the end of the flying gun." Xiao Shi Qin shrugged his shoulders: "Although Baishen is a bit weaker than Xiao Zhou, if there is a real fight, Xiao Zhou can't achieve such a crushing victory..."

"Is that so?" Ye Xiu nodded.

"Don't just pay attention to god alone." Zhang Xinjie said seriously: "The Grand Duke Dracula, the werewolf, Michael, Gabriel, and other members of the US team are not weak players, at least in other teams. It’s a main-level player.”

"It's just being suppressed by God..." Bai Mo sighed: "The equipment has probably been sorted out, let's talk about Lang Nukis first, he can freely control his own weight, so as to avoid most of the blowing and controlling Skills, skills such as long-range gunners are basically sealed away, which is also an extremely bad situation. The second point is the effect of erosion, which can temporarily erode the ability of the opponent's equipment during the battle , not permanently, but annoying enough."

"Is there any way to make targeted equipment these days?" Sun Xiang asked with some seriousness.

"You're just kidding me, right? In seven days, if you want to launch a structure of equipment that only appeared in the video, you need to reverse it to solve it, and then add it to the equipment. Do you know that I am directly Do you want to strangle you?" Bai Mo asked through gritted teeth.

...

"Ahem, didn't you make utopia like this before?"

"What's the matter, it was modified based on the previous preparations. I have already started the equipment analysis, but I gave up the useless case. After talking with people that day, I suddenly got inspiration..." Bai Mo sighed: "Anyway, the equipment Don’t even think about updating it. The only thing that can be used is the light armor power unit that is still analyzed in the concept using the mechanic’s skill booster, but no one can equip it except Trouble at Night and One Autumn Leaf. Or equip it. It doesn't benefit much... But, don't forget the situation after Hall of Fame Brother Ye used it, even Lord Grim's flexibility and multilateralism are almost uncontrollable, you two, who has the confidence to try it?"

"Tsk..." Huang Shaotian closed his mouth and did not speak, Sun Xiang scratched his head: "This equipment is not very compatible with One Autumn Leaf..."

"Oh, coward." Bai Mo rolled his eyes.

"Okay, let's continue..."