After announcing that the killer sequence abstained from the double match result, the audience was in an uproar.
The double match is the dominant project of the killer sequence. In this kind of single-player match just lost, when the audience support rate is most needed, then abstain from one of your own conventional superior projects.
This is a very unexpected choice.
This means that the killer sequence lost two consecutive games to the rookie guild of Wandering Circus.
Mu Sicheng, who was whispering in the audience and sitting on the wooden bench preparing to go on stage, was also very dazed: "Why, don't I need to play in a double match anymore?"
Bai Liu rolled up his neckline to adjust the bandage on his wrist, and said flatly: "Go straight to the team game."
"President." Looking at Bai Liu's face, Wang Shun couldn't help but say a little, "Although the ace player Spades in the killer sequence of this game is not there, the core tactician was seriously injured against God. Let's win even more."
"But I personally think." Wang Shun hesitated for a moment, and said, "Their winning side is still greater than ours."
Bai Liu glanced over: "Do you have any new data to tell me?"
Wang Shun scratched his face and smiled bitterly: "It can't be regarded as new data, but I have been analyzing the performance of the major star teams, especially their team games, so I still have a better understanding of their team game win-loss rate."
"They are missing the spades. It looks like they have lost a general, but they are not."
Wang Shun clicked on the system panel: "Spades have always been free players in team matches, and the cooperation with the other four people has not been high. I believe you all know this. In the game pool, many of the spades are always one. People training."
"At this time, it is actually another person who is training with the other four people in the killer sequence. He is a member of the reserve team of the killer sequence, called [Zhou Gong]."
Wang Shun clicked the panel and popped out a photo. The photo showed a young boy with a beautiful face and a little pimples on his forehead.
"It doesn't look too big, how do you call it [Duke Zhou]?" Mu Sicheng couldn't help but complain.
"It is said that it has something to do with skills." Wang Shun looked at Bai Liu with complicated eyes. "The gossip I heard said that in the early period of the playoffs, the degree of cooperation between the spades and the team has not been high, and Nishen has made preparations for [Zhou Gong] ] Directly used as a fixed match for the team match."
"Because he has a high degree of cooperation with the other four people."
"But in the end the spades finally caught up, so they didn't change." Wang Shun took a deep breath, "but this already explains the problem."
"This shows that in the eyes of the tactician Nishen, [Zhou Gong] is even more important than spades in team games."
Bai Liu Yuguang glanced at the photo: "He should be the player who replaced the spades in that team. Is there any other news about him?"
"No, he rarely appeared on the field, so he didn't avoid the gold medal." Wang Shun shook his head. "I didn't get any other information about him. The only thing I know is that he and Liao Ke, another member of the killer sequence, seem to be The relationship is not ordinary."
Bai Liu replied: "Doesn't it mean generally?"
Wang Shun said: "[Zhou Gong] and Liao Ke seem to be players in the same skill department, and his name is Liao Ke, the teacher."
"That is to say, this rebellious game will have two control players?" Liu Jiayi frowned, "Will he fight a long-range offensive and defensive battle?"
"That's right." Tang Erda seemed to think of something, he leaned into Bai Liu's ear with a serious expression and asked softly, "Did you get the soul of spades in the game just now? Can you use his panel? "
"Not fully obtained." Bai Liu clicked on his system panel, and he looked down at the soul banknote data on it, "I can only use his panel until he fully realizes who he is."
The soul banknote of the last person on his system panel looked like Tavel with his eyes closed. He put his hands on his chest and lay in a white baptismal pool, holding the coin hanging in his heart.
—That is the coin Bai Liu gave him.
Killer sequence party.
Nishen patted the shoulder of the boy with acne on his face, with a calm expression: "Dong Zhou, Bai Liu will leave it to you for the next game."
Duke Zhou took a deep breath, he raised his head, his eyes were firm: "Don't worry, leave it to me, Captain!"
"Under the guidance of my teacher, I have prepared for today's battle against Bai Liu for a long, long time!"
Liao Ke also nodded. He looked at Nishen with complicated eyes: "We have been preparing for ten years."
"You won't lose, Captain."
The host raised his hand to the middle, and shouted passionately: "Please play on both sides!"
"Let's go." Nishen lifted his uniform jacket, put it on with one hand, his eyes clear and decisive, "Go to face my biggest opponent."
"Let's go." Bai Liu stood up. He tightened his gloves and raised his eyes. There was no expression on his face and his tone was calm. "Go and fight my best friend."
"This is a life-and-death battle, and the league career of those who lose will stop here!" The host raised his left hand and suddenly dropped, "Let us look forward to this year's big dark horse, the stray circus continues to advance, or ours. The strongest combination, killer sequence, continue to maintain their championship glory!"
"Please come forward and shake hands with tacticians from both sides!"
Bai Liu and Nishen stepped up the steps. They approached each other step by step, with plain and natural expressions on their faces, as if this was not a crucial final, but an ordinary one they would go on every day. game.
Nishen looked at Bai Liu, he smiled and stretched out his hand: "I have come here to play games with you."
Bai Liu looked down at Nishen's outstretched hand, he hummed, and stretched out his hand, and said abruptly: "We have played all kinds of messy games for almost ten years, right?"
Frozen for a moment, he laughed clearly, and said: "Almost ten years."
The hands of the two were clasped together. This should have been a raging and volatile atmosphere, but the two were so familiar with each other that they couldn't be alert to each other, nor could they be tense.
—It's like instinctively believing that the other party will not hurt yourself, so this is just a game.
"You are a prophet." Bai Liu raised his eyes and asked abruptly, "Then have you seen the final outcome of the game between you and me?"
Rebelliously quiet for a long, long time, he looked down at the hands he shook with Bai Liu, and replied softly, "No."
Bai Liu asked: "Why?"
"Because of fear." Nishen smiled and raised his head. He scratched his face and sighed as if it was a bit difficult to speak. "I am a very timid person. When I fear the future, I will not predict. ."
Bai Liu continued to ask calmly: "What are your fears in the future? Fear that I won, fear that I didn't die as you wished?"
"Don't make me so cold." Nishen looked at Bai Liu, he smiled comfortably, but there was a layer of light in his eyes as if tears were about to shed in the next second, "I watched you grow up, After ten years, I know that in your heart, I am your best friend."
"But you are also my last friend."
Bai Liu took a breath.
Nishen stepped forward and hugged Bai Liu's shoulder with one hand. He closed his eyes and whispered in Bai Liu's ear:
"I am afraid of the two game endings in the future at the same time."
"I am afraid that you will lose, and I am afraid that I will lose."
The host shouted: "The game, officially begins!"
"Please log in to the game for both teams."
Nishen and Bai Liu let go of their hands. They turned and left without hesitation. They turned their backs to each other and walked farther and farther. No one looked back, and their eyes went straight to their own team.
—Towards your own [future].
【... Loading the game...】
[System prompt: Both players log in to the game "Qiaomu Private High School"]
[(Killer Sequence) VS (Wandering Circus), a five-person team competition game, officially begins. 】