Two days later, the first day of the playoffs.
If the atmosphere of the challenge is lively, the atmosphere of the playoffs can almost only be described as boiling, with people coming and going, floating machines everywhere with virtual banners, exploding electronic fireworks, and they are hyping themselves. Team.
"Please support the Kabbalah Guild! I will definitely not let you down!"
"The League of Gamblers, a paradise for gamblers, return with a rewarding experience!"
There are four games in the first day of the playoffs, so a total of four viewing pools have been opened. The four games of eight-to-four are played at the same time. Now each viewing pool is setting off fireworks in the guild, attracting the attention of the audience. Afterwards, the audience was discussing and worrying about which viewing pool they were going to watch the game.
"The killer sequence is right for the invisible cloak guild. If the spades are sure to play, there will be nothing to watch."
"The Gamblers’ Guild was a bit interesting. This year, the Gamblers’ Guild was ranked fifth, but the King’s Guild, which ranked second, was squeezed out, so it rose to fourth and got the right to draw lots. It was with them. There is not much difference in the strength of the Paradise Freemasonry, the outcome has not been determined yet, well, you can consider going to see..."
"Kabbalah is against the Deer Hunter, right? The Deer Hunter doubles the main attack this year. From the midseason to the present, the momentum has been very strong. Currently ranked second, it is difficult for Kabbalah to win."
"But if you want to talk about the most interesting scene of the eight-in-four, it really is."
All the viewers surrendered their eyes to the same viewing pool. Compared with other viewing pools that are constantly broadcasting advertisements and exploding fireworks, the top of this viewing pool is a bit too quiet. There is nothing on it, but it does not hinder the viewing. The pool is currently the viewing pool with the largest number of visitors.
"Golden Liming does not like publicity is an old tradition." Some viewers asked inexplicably, "Why don't this dark horse not publicize this year? Didn't it mean that Charles was secretly investing? Charles, the flower peacock, can bear the dark horse he likes so peacefully. Enter the playoffs quietly?"
"When the killer sequence he supported entered the playoffs last year, the guy Charles spread the propaganda of the killer sequence to all TV zones."
"Maybe..." Some viewers tried to answer, "Charles doesn't like this dark horse this year? After all, after losing to the killer sequence in the playoffs, the possibility of winning the championship later is low."
"I don't think it looks like it." Some viewers retorted. He looked at the gambling pool ratio counting panel outside the viewing pool. The support rate of the wandering circus above was almost the same as the Golden Dawn. He spoke with some difficulty, "... you guys. Have you ever thought that Charles does not bet on publicity, just because the Wandering Circus may not be needed anymore?"
"With this support rate, there is no need for much publicity and momentum."
The audience looked in a trance and kept going to the endless stream of people in the viewing pool where the Wandering Circus vs. the Golden Dawn, and whispered softly:
"They are now, no one knows, no one knows."
Inside the second viewing pool.
Wang Shun stood up and walked back and forth, taking a deep breath as he walked. After the host called the tacticians of both sides to come forward and shake hands, he took a deep breath, like a string that was stretched to the extreme. People's backs were stretched straight, and they looked straight at Bai Liu who got up and took off his gloves, preparing to step forward.
"... It's about to start." Wang Shun said grimly.
"Don't be so nervous." Bai Liu smiled, "Didn't we negotiate the tactics long ago?"
"It's just a game."
Wang Shun nodded and exhaled slowly: "Yes, we won't be able to play double and solo matches in a team match."
The eight teams that entered the playoffs this year performed surprisingly well, and all members were firmly within the line of avoiding death gold medals. In the fierce confrontation of the playoffs that was so cruel that no single player popularity was required, they won After the death-free gold medal, almost all teams will only choose to abandon the popular game of single player and double match, which is a waste of energy and avoid the death gold medal, and go straight to the team game that determines the outcome of the big game.
"Although we are not as good as them in terms of intelligence and do not have a shield position, but also because of this, we do not need shield position player protection, and the overall movement speed will be much faster than them." Bai Liu raised his eyes, "We mainly used scattered positions in the early days to avoid Face-to-face confrontation, a tactic of quickly collecting dungeons and their skill information."
On the other end, Georgia, who was trimming the cuffs of his uniform, had a calm tone: "Because they are not familiar with our skills and don't have a shield position, most of them will take the strategy of running fast and avoiding us."
"This can limit the protection scope of our shields and collect information as soon as possible."
"So we have to attack quickly in the early stage, and send away their ace players before they run the map to become familiar with the complete copy of the map and the key to the game."
"The sooner the party gets the dungeon clues, the sooner who can win."
Georgia looked up at Armand, who was standing opposite him: "This is a battle with speed as the core. As our main offensive player, do you know who the core player is going to snipe?"
"And they will definitely attack wildly in the early days and send away our most important players." Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng, "This is a speed-ups confrontation. Do you know what kind of responsibilities you bear in this game? ?"
Mu Sicheng took a deep breath, and he clenched his fist that turned into a monkey's paw: "I know."
Armand raised his eyes, and the butterfly resting on his shoulder flapped its wings: "Listen to the order."
"As a thief, run with all your strength and escape from the dangerous hurricane they brought." Bai Liu ordered calmly.
"As a team member, use all your chase and leave that restless thief in your hurricane." Georgia said lightly.
After they finished speaking, they turned around and stepped onto the steps, walking towards each other step by step, and walked to the very center of the big screen. Both parties shook hands very politely and courteously. The peaceful atmosphere was in sharp contrast to the host’s fierce screams:
"Everyone! This is a strong black horse that won the King's Guild, a strong showdown between the Wandering Circus and our perennial strong team, the Golden Dawn!"
"It's also the first game of this year's playoffs with undecided outcome!"
"Who will win! Let's wait and see!"
Bai Liu raised his eyes and looked at Georgia on the opposite side.
From a closer look, Georgia’s unconscious aristocracy is even more compelling. Although it seems that this person is suppressing some of his own small habits, some details can still be seen that this person has received quite good or even strict social etiquette education. From the angle of the person’s eyes, the posture of shaking hands, and even the angle between the toes and the toes, they are all as decent as they have been ordered to practice thousands of times, as if these etiquettes have been carved into the bones, facing him like this. The enemy still does not lose his demeanor.
With just a glance, Bai Liu defined the captain of the Golden Dawn in his heart. He would definitely not swear or talk pre-match rubbish.
It's really hard to imagine this kind of person who seems to be the concretization of the word "elegant and noble" in the bloody battle with others on the court.
"You have seen me." Georgia stretched out his hand, palm up, looking down at Bai Liu, "Georgia, Captain Golden Dawn."
"Bai Liu." Bai Liu smiled and shook his hand. "The Wandering Circus team leader."
"Captain Georgia, who do you think is faster for Feng Heren?" Bai Liu asked and answered with a light smile, "I think people are faster."
Georgia straightened up without rush, with a calm tone: "I think the one who can make the wind is the fastest."
"It seems that our views are different." Bai Liu said with a smile, "but there is no need to argue now."
"This game is over, we can get the answer to this question."
The host waved his hand and shouted passionately: "Please return the tacticians from both sides, the game, start now!"
Bai Liu walked towards the entrance next to the big screen. He followed Mu Sicheng behind him. Bai Liu walked forward without squinting his eyes. At the same time, he calmly ordered: "The opponent will control our team as soon as he enters the field. I will try my best before that. Create a gap to let you go out to run the map, but after you run out, the other party will definitely release someone to chase you."
"You know who is chasing you."
Hearing this, Mu Sicheng subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the Golden Dawn team that was also entering the arena not far from the other side, and then paused.
The guy with brown and short-eared hair turned his head and looked here, staring at him with a good eye, while walking in with a cold expression.
When this person was staring at a person, his pupils would not move like a dead person, and his gaze was so focused that it made people horrified, almost allowing Mu Sicheng to perceive the meaning of the expression in his eyes at the moment the person looked at each other.
You can run, but I will definitely catch you.
Mu Sicheng's scalp exploded when he was staring at him, and he barked his teeth and threatened him. Bai Liu calmly twisted his head and turned around: "Don't get messed up before you get in. The secret of a thief running fast is that the other party must not be able to catch up. Myself, if you can't keep your mind stable, it is very simple for Armand to catch up with you."
"If he wants to catch up with you, he will come back to me in a circle and I will find a way."
"But when I come back, I will bring back Armand, the opponent's output core, right?" Mu Sicheng frowned and quickly objected, "Your pressure will increase sharply."
"Yes." Bai Liu did not deny, "The other party does not have a CD. This will cause a lot of pressure on us, so when you run the graph to collect clues and return it to me, it is best to play a roaming position at the same time. The effect suspends the opponent’s main attack."
"However, in the case of unsure of the dungeon and the skills of the opponent's other players, all our tactics are based on current intelligence."
Bai Liu raised his eyes and looked at the entrance to the game in front of him: "Everything is subject to my orders after entering."
… Loading game…
System reminder: Both players log in to the lost country of gold in the game
The Golden Dawn vs. Wandering Circus, a five-person team competition, officially began.
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