The manager of the country H team also understood that the clichés cannot be used.
How different is the team from China this year.
He could feel it from Feng Yi, not to mention seeing a certain former professional player.
Usually, when the team manager from over there saw him, he would always come over to say hello first, and even tried his best to play a friendly match with them.
Even the manager of the Black Flame team is no exception, the conditions are quite attractive.
That was also the first time he noticed that there were players like King in Huaxia.
There was no official game, but through that matchup, he knew very well that once King had a strategic team, they were likely to lose.
So this time, he will pay extra attention, after all, bey is also there.
He thought that even though they had won the world championship, they were the ones who won the throne again. The one who was well-informed would always come over and have a chat with him.
Just like the team manager who came over from Huaxia before.
But Feng Yi didn't.
From the beginning to the end, he was just answering the phone and arranging the process. The elite can no longer be elite.
The manager and coach of the H country team glanced at each other, knowing each other well, this time it is difficult to deal with.
In order not to affect the emotions of the players, the manager of the H country team walked over: "Ye Bing, let's go."
"Okay." Ye Bing's eyes didn't seem to change at all, but his tone was much more serious than usual: "Bey, make it to the top three, and we'll see you on the field."
This is indeed the case with knockout leagues.
Not every team can meet.
A strong team among strong teams like the H country team will definitely win consecutively.
If you want to play against them, scoring in the top three is the safest.
And now the Huaxia team's rankings are only next to each other.
Other contestants can hear this sentence, the top three? They expected the best results, fifth is already the sky.
After all, there are countless strong teams in the world, and it is impossible for them to become fat with one bite.
So there is a clear expression change on their faces.
Zhao Sanpang saw this scene and said nothing.
Little Demon Bo stood there, a small figure with a slightly evil spirit.
Some people are really dying before fighting, and none of them can fight.
Little Demon Bo still didn't understand, among some people here, who could compare to Brother Nan.
However, these people were in the queue, but Brother Nan couldn't even come.
Fortunately, the coach was replaced by Fat Lord, otherwise, these few people would play... just to give points to each other.
While watching, Bo Xiaogui didn't forget to take out his little notebook to sort out and record. After all, he is also a psychotechnical analyst now.
Although he is self-proclaimed.
Others don't know his abilities.
But Zhao Sanpang is very clear.
After all, he is Qin Xinji's son, and he has a different mind than ordinary people. When it comes to judging people, he really can't compare to this brat.
"How do you think your sister Bei will fight?" Zhao Sanpang squatted down and asked in a low voice.
Little Devil Bo took a look at him: "First kill people internally, and then talk about fighting."
"That's what you said, but..." Zhao Sanpang was still thinking about it.
Little Devil Bo's gaze flickered: "The other party may already know our current weakness."
Indeed.
After all, he is the one who brings out the best of every player in Team H. As a manager, he is very confident and sure about the attitude of the players.
It's right to think about it, no matter how invincible Bey is, someone needs to cooperate.
Not technically, but something else.
He found the loophole of the Huaxia team!
(end of this chapter)