Until the players from both sides returned to their respective seats, the noise in the entire venue had not completely quieted down. Most of these uncontrollably yelling at the players were fans of the Korean team, while those standing on the opposite side booed them Naturally, it was the fans of the Chinese team. As for the spectators who came all the way from Europe and America to watch the match, they were all stunned.
"How about it, it's all the attention!" Lin Xiao patted Xiao Li's shoulder with a smile, and opened his hands in a gesture of enjoying cheers.
"Then I really have to thank you!" Xiao Li glanced at him angrily, put the team uniform he took off beside him, secretly wiped the sweat that was leaking from his palms, raised his head, and went to the crowded auditorium took a look.
In the domestic league, he has never felt so nervous like now, but at this moment, facing the fans from all over the world, his heart beats suddenly.
Liu Zeshen seemed to have seen through his mind, and asked half-jokingly: "What, nervous?"
Xiao Li withdrew his gaze, took a deep breath: "Well... a little bit."
This is probably the first time this person has subdued himself in front of him. Liu Zeshen did not expect such an answer, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, he reached out and patted his shoulder, then shook it firmly, and said, "It doesn't matter, just perform normally."
Power came through the sense of touch on the shoulders, and the turmoil in Xiao Li's heart unexpectedly calmed down a little. He cheered up, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm going!"
Just as he started to step on the field, the list of players for the MTG team has also been announced-Huan Bingxu, the assassin.
"Who do you think will win?" Lin Xiao sat on the contestant's bench with his legs crossed, poked You Jing, and asked casually.
"Xiao Li." You Jing replied.
"You have so much confidence in Boss Xiao?" Lin Xiao didn't expect him to be so sure. This is not like You Jing's style.
You Jing pointed to the open notebook in Lin Xiao's hand, obviously saying that he had already seen the content of the pre-match evaluation and analysis.
Lin Xiao blinked, and smiled wickedly: "So, you have so much confidence in me?"
You Jing's eyes fell on the big screen at this time, he didn't pay attention to his expression, but subconsciously replied: "For you, it should be."
After a pause, he asked again: "I heard that Xiao Li's ID was created by you?"
Lin Xiao looked at the English ID LaughingSky on the big screen, and raised his eyebrows very proudly: "It's great!"
Laugh sky: laugh, Laugh; sky, that is, the sky, Sky.
very perfect! Nothing wrong!
You Jing: "..."
The burst of cheers in the arena interrupted the conversation between the two. As the contestants from both sides entered the battle room, the cameras shot on the big screen. begin.
In the battle room, Xiao Li looked at the opponent's ID on the computer screen, with a "really so" emotion in his expression, and the words Lin Xiao said to him the night before could not help appearing in his mind.
"The three teams in the South Korean division are all very strong, and they are quite close, so although the MTG team is the second seed, it also has enough strength to sprint for the championship. However, compared with the other two teams, they have a fatal flaw .That is—excessive conceit.” When Lin Xiao said these words, he smiled very shrewdly, “Tomorrow’s game, whether it is an individual match or a team match afterward, they will definitely maintain the most commonly used lineup. You are the first to appear against Huan Bingxu's assassin, and you will give us a good start."
At that time, after Lin Xiao said these words, he secretly stuffed a USB flash drive into him. Xiao Li thought that there was some amazing exclusive collection of mass sales videos hidden in it, but the thieves secretly opened it and saw that it was actually about Huan Bingxu. The detailed battle video and tactical analysis report, the data analysis is amazing.
Xiao Li yawned, put back his slack thoughts, and couldn't help feeling a layer of deep resentment in his heart.
Speaking of which, Lin Xiao is clearly not kind. Since he already knew who his opponent was, he should have given him the test preparation materials a long time ago, but they were handed over to him at a critical moment last night. It made him feel like he went back to college and went through a sour experience of cramming.
Really sleepy! Quick fight, quick fight!
Xiao Li yawned again before turning his attention to the map BAN selection link in front of him.
In the midst of all the attention, the game officially started. Huan Bingxu started to move quickly after the introduction of the character, looking for the best coordinates for the sneak attack.
Being proactive is Huan Bingxu's most accustomed combat style, and in previous battles, his exclusive knowledge of position selection has always played a very significant role. However, for some reason, in today's match against the Black Rose team, the further he progressed, the more he had the illusion that he was being watched to death by the opponent.
The opponent seems to have the perspective of God, no matter which angle he chooses to attack from, he seems to have been prepared for a long time. This feeling of being actively looking for opportunities but being completely countered made him feel like he was completely restrained throughout the game and played very uncomfortable.
Compared with Huan Bingxu's discomfort, Xiao Li has completely let himself go. The sound of keyboard tapping fell tightly in the battle room, and that handsome face was filled with a domineering expression, so he was so happy.
As for his heart, there is always a voice of maniac laughter entrenched—MD, Lin Xiao is too awesome, it is worthwhile to memorize so hard last night, the information in the USB flash drive is simply a bug, ah, a bug!
Naturally, the audience couldn't feel the completely different moods of the two players. What they saw was only the most intuitive footage of the battle. From the perspective of God, it was already very clear who was better and who was worse in the current situation.
Many Korean fans can't sit still.
The words that were enough to make their blood boil during the interview a few days ago are still vivid in their ears. This is the first match of the individual competition. It is really unacceptable that they have fallen into the oppression of the opponent completely passively like this.
"Come on!" The whole scene was instantly covered by shouts in Korean. These shouts came from all the fans present, and also expressed the aspirations of Korean fans who watched the game through the lens all over the world. .
They knew very well that such shouts could not reach the ears of Huan Bingxu in the battle room at all, but this did not affect them at all to express their most intuitive emotions in this way.
Compared with the worries of the fans, the expressions of the players in the MTG player bench are much more dignified.
"Huan Bingxu is already a little restless." Jiang Minjun frowned, his tone full of displeasure. Although he has always had a good relationship with this teammate, he only obeyed Huan Bingxu's hacking skills in his heart. Personal operations are not very optimistic.
"Forget it, let's just give them a point as a meeting gift, and I won't have such good luck in the future." After Jiang Minjun said this, he didn't continue to watch the game. After taking off his team uniform, he relaxed his muscles and bones, and started to do something A warm-up exercise went.
Victory!
As the screen in front of Huan Bingxu went dark, the words "Victory" appeared on Xiao Li's computer screen, shining brightly.
Xiao Li stood up from the chair in the battle room and rubbed his sore arms. Although he had the perfect strategy given by Lin Xiao, in fact, his victory was not as easy as it seemed on the surface. Tactical analysis can only allow him to grasp the opponent's movements more accurately, but the mental concentration and precise operations that are required in specific operations are actually eating his hard work.
"The players of the Korean team are really not fuel-efficient..." Xiao Li murmured with emotion, took a deep breath, and walked out of the battle room.
He was greeted by cheers from fans.
This revived Xiao Li's exhausted spirit. He waved to the fans from a distance, and returned to his team's player bench with a smile on his face. At this time, Lin Xiao happened to stand up from the chair, and before he had time to claim credit, he said "Huh" in surprise: "Are you playing the second round? Are you not going to be the finale today?"
"The finale will be handed over to my dear Miss Anqi." Lin Xiao winked at him slyly, and gestured towards the MTG team's player bench with his eyes, "Isn't there still an important task today?"
Following his hint, Xiao Li glanced at Jiang Minjun over there, suddenly realized, and laughed loudly: "The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard."
"I want it." Lin Xiao shook his hand in a general style, and suddenly patted Xiao Li's shoulder heavily, boasting, "You played well just now, Boss Xiao, even the South Korean commentator couldn't help but boast." You are handsome!"
Xiao Li was surprised: "You can still understand Korean?"
Lin Xiao didn't take it seriously: "Looking at the expression is enough, do you still need to listen?"
Xiao Li silently glanced at the screen showing the Korean commentary: "..."
Look at the expression? This expression is more disgusting than eating a fly, how can it be seen that it is a compliment!
"Okay, it's my turn." Lin Xiao took a sip of water, turned around and passed it to You Jing, and said with a smile, "Then I'm going?"
You Jing took it and nodded: "Come on."
The aftermath of the first game is still affecting the entire venue, the overwhelming sound of discussion is like a thick layer of smog, weighing heavily on the sky, knocking on everyone's minds.
However, when the list of players for the second individual match was displayed on the big screen, the originally well-informed discussions seemed to erupt in an instant. Even though the people who didn't know the truth could not understand Korean, they could clearly hear the words between the lines. to the words "LovelyGhost".
At this time, Jiang Minjun had also seen the player ID of the Black Rose team, and subconsciously looked towards the player's bench, just in time to see Lin Xiao also looking towards him. The moment the four eyes met, he was about to put on a contemptuous expression, only to see the man wink at him from a distance, and then blew a kiss with a sweet smile.
The expression was completely stiff, Jiang Minjun just froze in place and shivered, only feeling the goosebumps shaking off the ground.