"After all, these ten 1V1 games were for us to watch."
Huan Leng's voice was extraordinarily deep in such an occasion.
The person in the light and shadow place frowned, his handsome face lifted up slightly, and his eyes fell again, his eyes were already filled with the picture on the screen.
He was watching, not as casually as before.
Instead, he stood there quietly, motionless, with deep eyes.
Seeing this, Zhao Sanpang who was standing next to him exchanged a glance with Feng Yi who was not far away. They were both mature foxes, so they could naturally see what each other was thinking.
In terms of the team's current situation, this friendly match will either be destroyed or reborn.
The little one is fighting with all his wealth.
Zhao Sanpang sighed, thinking about the public opinion situation, his always smiling face became murderous.
If it is here, the Huaxia team will be folded.
Then all the faults will be pushed to Xiao BuDian.
After all, it was the friendly match she promised.
It's a bit of a stretch to say it's a fight.
Xiao Budian is obviously betting, betting on a possibility.
Even if the chance of this possibility is very small, only in this way can the children standing here know that it is not enough to rely solely on domestic competition experience in international competitions.
If you want to win, you need more and more things, one of which is... don't treat anyone like a god anymore!
Swish!
The observation screen in the training room suddenly lights up!
In this position, you can clearly see the pictures of Mo Bei and ZAI.
They all chose the confrontation path, even the same hero!
ZAI's eyes lit up at this moment, and he swung his knife and swept into the grass!
People from the H country team shouted: "Wow! I have met what brother ZAI is best at!"
"Although God Bey is powerful, he also underestimates the enemy. He doesn't do any investigations. He chooses other counter-lane heroes, and maybe there are still others to fight. If he chooses this and brother ZAI to be tough, I don't think God Bey can hold on."
"Didn't the coach say that five minutes is enough, because Bey God's hand seems to have just undergone surgery, and he can only play for five minutes each game to determine the winner."
"5 minutes? If you play enough time, and both sides have one tower and one blood, how do you count?"
"This... Anyway, God Bey wins more than 8 games, and we will fight them in a team battle."
"That is to say, God Bey must kill brother ZAI or pull out a tower within 5 minutes? Otherwise, it is not considered a win."
"Yes!"
"Then God Bey is hopeless. Who doesn't know that brother ZAI is extraordinarily ruthless in fighting this hero, let alone being demolished, he can lead him all the way through."
"God Bey ignored Brother ZAI's information too much. The meat tanks that Brother ZAI usually used to practice were banned. Brother ZAI is really powerful, so she released it instead."
"Then what else can stop brother ZAI? Nothing."
The sound of communication in the ear followed one after another.
As someone who has always regarded ZAI as a learning object, Teng Hui knows what they said best.
It is said that there is a golden Buddha in the top lane of the H country team, no matter how the other lanes change, only the confrontation lane will never be broken.
No matter how ZAI fights, he will not lose blood.
Over time, it became known as the strongest meat tank.
But you will understand if you really study it.
In the early days of ZAI's confrontation road, he did not use meat tanks, but fighters.
Two long knives, invincible!
He played meat tank because after so many years, no one in the confrontation lane could attack him.
In fact, what he is really good at is top lane fighters!
Bey released this hero to fight 1v1... Teng Hui clenched his hands tightly and looked at Mo Bei with worry in his eyes...
An~
(end of this chapter)