Next, before the test, Ling Mu had never played the game again.
Qiu Zhenyang and other club members basically gather in the club classroom after class and start training according to the assigned tasks.
Although Qiu Zhenyang had never been a professional player in the previous world, he had learned about them as a hobby in his spare time and knew a little about their training content. At the same time, because the game has begun to make money, Qiu Zhenyang used funds to collect information about some well-known anchors, understand their daily training methods, and then summarized them for the club to use.
After three days of practice, several club members began to have doubts about the boring training.
"President, can these exercises... really improve our skills?" Xi Jun, whose skills ranked among the top three in the club besides Qiu Zhenyang and Ling Mu, approached Qiu Zhenyang after the training and asked. What he wants to learn most now is how to quickly judge the situation on the field like Qiu Zhenyang, and how to use his superb technical level to kill the enemy, instead of mechanically performing some mecha actions.
Qiu Zhenyang put down the book in his hand and handed him a cup of milk tea. After seeing him take it and drink it, he said: "All technologies are based on basics. Not to mention you, Ling Mu and I will also take time to come." Do some basic training. It will feel boring now, but when you actually compete, you will know the difference."
Qiu Zhenyang couldn't give him a precise answer to something that could only be understood but could not be expressed in words.
Hearing what he said, Xi Jun scratched the back of his head. Although he was still confused, he continued to train.
Apart from anything else, just the fact that Qiu Zhenyang and Ling Mu have to undergo these training projects is enough motivation for them to continue.
Follow the master, you are right!
So, when Ling Mu and Guan Tang returned to the club after taking the test, everyone was almost tortured to death by the basic training.
"Oh my god, I'm suddenly a little glad that we went to take the exam..." Guan Tang looked at everyone's hopeless expressions and swallowed hard.
Ling Mu didn't say anything, just threw the schoolbag on his shoulder to Qiu Zhenyang, and entered the game cabin to start training.
Qiu Zhenyang put his bag on the table aside and said with a smile: "Why are you glad? It doesn't matter whether you practice or not. As a manager, you should spend more time on club arrangements. We will start random team formation tomorrow. Confrontation, when the time comes you have to help record every confrontation and analyze their fighting patterns."
There is a computer terminal in the classroom connected to the game cabin, and you can see the situation on the battlefield. Qiu Zhenyang will record everything that happens on the court and review it for everyone during the break.
"Okay, don't worry, I will definitely get it done for you!" Guan Tang agreed wholeheartedly at first, then his eyes rolled again and he saw Zhuo Hang, "Even if I can't do it, then And as for Zhuo Hang, Vice President Ren can definitely handle it!"
Zhuo Hang, who was checking information on the Internet, raised his head speechlessly: "Don't leave the task he gave you to me."
Guan Tang walked over with a look of disbelief on his face and pushed Zhuo Hang: "Aren't you? We are members of a club. Can you have a sense of collective honor?"
Zhuo Hang glanced at him sideways: "What does this have to do with the collective sense of honor? Don't bother me, I'm reading the information."
Guan Tang, who was disgusted, could only pout, and sat aside while thinking quietly.
After the official battle began the next day, the club members finally understood Qiu Zhenyang's intention of asking them to undergo basic training. The speed and accuracy of their operations had improved a lot, and they were improving at an almost astonishing speed.
After taking three heads in a row, Xi Jun was so excited that he couldn't speak clearly: "Oh my God, I took so many heads!"
Other companions: "..."
Yuan Chenyu said in the team voice while operating the mecha: "Xiao Junzi, can you please calm down? People who don't know may think you have done something illegal. Be careful, the person opposite you is Qiu Zhenyang, don't be careful. Stolen again...oh haha!"
Yuan Chenyu had only finished speaking when Xi Jun's head was taken away by Qiu Zhenyang.
Xi Jun gritted his teeth: "Can you stop talking, crow's mouth!"
In this way, in the last moment before the game, everyone was constantly training and reviewing game videos. At the same time, in order to put pressure on everyone, if the originally determined competition members are replaced by latecomers, they may be removed. For this, which was not a formal confrontation at all, the members worked hard and used their best abilities.
Finally, the agreed day arrived, and Qiu Zhenyang took everyone to the classroom where the competition was held.
The club management teacher is a middle-aged beta who wears glasses and looks polite. Although he is stern, he actually has a good personality. Qiu Zhenyang immediately agreed to be the referee after explaining the situation to him.
"I rented the game cabin from the game company. Although the cost was provided by Qiu, I handled the rental process, so you don't have to worry about cheating." Teacher Zhao adjusted his glasses, and his words were mainly aimed at Nie Chen and the people from his club said it.
Nie Chen snorted disdainfully, and the others behind him also looked unconcerned.
Yuan Chenyu didn't like them, so he couldn't help shouting: "What's wrong? Seeing how dismissive you are, are you planning to share the rent? Then just take the money. Although we are rich, we can't stop others. Do you think I’m pretending to be wealthy?”
"Yes!" The rest of the club members responded unanimously, mixed with laughter.
Nie Chen had a strong self-esteem and couldn't stand being provoked by others. He immediately raised his chin and shouted: "It's so important to have money? Who asked you to pay? Do you think we care about this little money?"
Guan Tang got bolder and held Ling Mu's arm and bared his teeth at him: "If you have money, please give me back the money. Don't you have any idea about the cause of this game?"
Nie Chen: "..."
He couldn't squirt.
Qiu Zhenyang smiled, raised his hand and touched his nose, turned to the teacher and said, "Teacher, our team is ready."
Wang Li also raised her hand: "We are also ready, teacher."
"Okay, then you can each enter the game cabin. I will watch the game. The team that wins five games first wins. If one party cheats, I will suspend the game directly." Teacher Zhao pushed up his glasses and watched everyone. Enter the game cabin.
Guan Tang watched the game start on the big screen and clenched his fists nervously.
Zhuo Hang on the other side sat leisurely: "What a worry, with Qiu Zhenyang and Ling Mu, it's hard to lose, right?"
"It's not that I'm worried, I'm just excited. I can't wait to see that bastard Nie Chen's expression after being beaten until he eats shit!" Guan Tang excitedly knocked his fists on his knees twice, his eyes bright.
Zhuo Hang mechanically turned his head to look at him. He was speechless for a long time, then mechanically turned his head back.
The game started, the two sides entered the arena, and soon there was the first confrontation.
After nearly a week of cooperation, Qiu Zhenyang has become familiar with the fighting methods of his teammates. The club members have also become familiar with several of Qiu Zhenyang's offensive routines, and they are all following his instructions to quickly occupy the entire battlefield.
Although Nie Chen and his team cooperate very well, they have no systematic training and no one they can absolutely look up to to catch up. Therefore, whether it is basic operation or explosive power, they are not at the same level as Qiu Zhenyang and his team.
"First blood! So fast!" Guan Tang looked at the situation on the screen in surprise, and proudly said to Wang Lin sitting on the other side, "Are you too good at it? How long has it been since the start? It didn't even last a minute. Well, this has never happened during our internal training in the club."
Wang Lin's skills are at the bottom of the team, so she didn't play this time. Losing someone's head in such a short period of time is really not something that makes people happy.
But despite this, she still snorted coldly: "What's there to be proud of? The game has just begun, and you are so embarrassed by letting you know a flaw? Guan Tang, you are really as naive as before."
These words were full of sarcasm, and Guan Tang became angry when he heard that, and waved his fist at her: "Wait a minute, be tough now, and you will cry later!"
Zhuo Hang, who was watching the show silently, gave Guan Tang a thumbs up.
Teacher Zhao didn't pay attention to what they said, all his attention was on the game. As a teacher who manages a club, he is actually also a game enthusiast. He also grabbed the qualification for the closed beta of "Machine War" and likes the game mode very much. It was precisely because of this that he agreed to Qiu Zhenyang's request without any hesitation.
He stared at the screen intently, and the more he watched Qiu Zhenyang's team's operations, the more shocked he became. Their club has only been established for a week, right? In just one week, this cooperation and operation can reach this level, which is really amazing!
As a result, the first game ended in less than half an hour.
Qiu Zhenyang’s team won.
"Awesome! As expected of the president! Ling Mu is great too, I really admire him more and more!" Guan Tang and the other club members watching the game cheered, as if they were celebrating the victory in advance.
Wang Li and her fellow club members turned pale. After one round, no matter how stupid she was, she could see the gap between the two teams.
It is simply impossible to beat Qiu Zhenyang and his team!
Sure enough, the time of each subsequent game became shorter and shorter. In the past, at the beginning of the closed beta, Qiu Zhenyang and Ling Mu could still play for an hour per game despite the obstruction of pig teammates. Now there are no pig teammates. , the members cooperated fully, and victory was effortless!
Without any suspense, Qiu Zhenyang's team won five consecutive victories, beating ten of the opponent's opponents until they shut down.
After coming out of the game cabin, Nie Chen pointed at Qiu Zhenyang with a dark face and yelled: "You fucking cheated! Don't think I admit this competition, you must have done something!"
Other club members also got angry: "That's right, how could such an operation be possible? You must have cheated!"
Qiu Zhenyang looked at them with his arms crossed and shrugged: "It's useless for you to tell me. Why don't you ask Teacher Zhao?"
Teacher Zhao, who had copied the battle video, pushed up his glasses with a fair and impartial expression: "Student Qiu and the others did not cheat. I have a special cheating detector this time. If they use any means, I will punish them." It’s a reminder. This time, they really won the game.”
Guan Tang was so happy that he couldn't help himself. He jumped over and waved in front of Nie Chen: "Did you hear that? The teacher said we didn't cheat. Is it so difficult to admit that we are bad?"
His anger was transferred instantly, and Nie Chen glared at Guan Tang: "What the hell are you talking about? Do you want to die, Guan Tang! Don't think that I don't dare to beat you because you are an omega!"
"Who are you beating?" Ling Mu's eyes turned cold, and he stood beside Guan Tang and pushed him behind him, "Are you really an alpha? Even if your skills are not as good as others, why do you still have such a bad character and shame? If you scold Guan Tang, please pay back the money first."
As soon as Ling Mu spoke, Qiu Zhenyang twisted his neck to show off to the members. In just a few seconds, the members who were still cheering for the victory all changed to fighting styles and looked at the opposite side provocatively. people.
Dare to bully people from their club? Are you looking for death? Do you really think they are a bunch of otakus
After all, Teacher Zhao was present and would not really let the students fight. He stopped in the middle and said: "Qiu Zhenyang and his club won this competition. According to the agreement that was pressed on my side before, you will pay back all the money that is due." Go back. If nothing else, Wang Lin, as the president, don’t you feel embarrassed to have caused such a thing? It’s more than 160,000, and someone else would have called the police a long time ago. While they can talk now, in three days If you pay back the money, I won't pursue this matter."
It was wrong for Wang Lin and his club to do that kind of thing, and Teacher Zhao was already giving them face. I used to defraud my juniors out of their money, but now I have lost a fair competition and have to resort to cheating, which is really ugly.
Even if she was still unconvinced, Wang Lin did not dare to say anything else when Teacher Zhao spoke. She tugged Nie Chen's arm to stop him from talking, and then turned to Guan Tang and said, "We will pay you back the money within three days." of."
After achieving his goal, Qiu Zhenyang put his arm on Ling Mu's shoulders and smiled at them: "Come on~"
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