Huan Leng retracted his gaze, his eyes were light.
Apart from them, the most important thing is whether someone can understand after today, what is on his shoulders as the captain of the Huaxia team.
The members of H country's team squinted their eyes, looking at the defeated teammates who were beaten in the game, with dissatisfaction in their eyes.
Han Junxi also realized that playing ten 1v1 games is obviously beneficial to them, but because of Bey's actions, it has aroused a glimmer of life for the Huaxia team.
As a coach, he understands in his heart the impact of a team's aura on the game.
Han Junxi remembers very clearly that when they ran into each other at the airport, these players of the Huaxia team were not what they are now. Now...
Han Junxi clenched his hands and smiled again.
However, it is not a big problem.
Momentum might be useful to other teams.
But for them... just don't let it play at all!
Han Junxi changed his stance and glanced at the person next to him: "YUKI, you will play in the next game."
"Ah, coach! Why did you let the second team go again? It was agreed that the game will be mine!" The player who jumped up was the player who ranked fifth in the personal ranking list all the year round. He scratched his hair: " It was you who said, as long as I train for one more hour a day, you will let me fight Bey! You broke your promise!"
This voice is too crisp.
So much so that when it rang, the entire training room was a little quiet.
Zhao Sanpang followed the voice and looked over.
Han Junxi smiled guiltyly, pulled the man behind him, and lowered his voice: "In the future, there will be opportunities for you to fight."
"When is the future?" The man frowned: "You won't be lying to me again, coach."
Han Junxi's heart was tired, and he persuaded him slowly: "How come, Bey will always participate in the competition."
"You said the same thing in the last individual points competition. In the end, not only did she not sign up, but she also disappeared." The man looked rebellious: "I don't care, I will fight now."
This is really different in the H country team.
After all, they are notoriously strict in management.
Cat, Cat and Bear rubbed its chin: "This person?"
"Look at the face." Teng Hui also looked over.
Only Han Xi's eyes darkened: "The rookie king of the H country team, refreshed the H server's personal points ranking in a month, good at position, ADC."
"Ah, this is the one..." Cat, Cat and Bear looked at Han Xi's expression and coughed heavily.
Teng Hui didn't understand: "Which one?"
Cat, Cat And Bear lowered his voice: "Don't ask."
Teng Hui: "No, I have to know the details of the other party."
Cat, Cat, and Bear didn't even look up.
Adolf got curious and wanted to come over and ask.
At this time, Han Xi spoke again: "Before I came to Milan, I met him, and I was singled out in the bottom lane, and I lost."
The voice was neither fast nor slow.
Instead, it sent chills down the spine.
Even Adolf, a slow-witted fellow, touched the back of his head, and laughed awkwardly: "So that's the case, then, then it's okay."
After speaking, he wanted to slip away.
But their captain said: "How is his strength?"
"Very strong, with extremely fast hand speed and top-notch consciousness." Han Xi met Huan Leng's eyes, and his voice was as if he was stating a fact: "Endurance is above you and me."
Huan Leng said he knew.
"I said, you can't do Huan Team." Zhao Sanpang applied to join the group chat, and put his hand on Huan Leng, who didn't look like an elder at all, but sighed: "No boy Nan is so good at bragging. "
(end of this chapter)