Country H's team seems to have made up their minds to waste time. After the players of the second team played, they didn't even get out of the tower.
This is not because they are scheming, but because what Han Junxi wants is to see where Bey's endurance and limit are.
The longer it takes now, the more she will be able to show it in team battles.
For three games in a row, the country H team played this way.
Mo Bei stopped, raised his eyes and glanced at the hanging watch in the training room, moved his wrist, and then took off the earphones on his head.
The sixth contestant who entered saw this and asked in H language: "God bey, can we start?"
Mo Bei held the mouse and swiped: "Yes."
"Then I'll choose the hero." Everyone in the H country team was very excited to be able to play against the legendary bey, but they had to listen to the coach's words, and they would glance at Han Junxi intentionally or unintentionally before starting .
For the second team, Han Junxi is an unquestionable existence, which is also related to the last elimination system of the H country team.
The cruelty of their training of players is famous all over the world.
The fear of the coach made the players of the second team all choose the same fighting method.
The same is true for this young player. He huddled under the tower to make up his sword, and occasionally poked his head at Mo Bei, guarding the pawn line tightly to prevent the opponent from entering.
"Team H is really rigorous." Feng Yi, who had been silent all this time, came over, and he stretched out his hand to push the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose: "If you can hold your breath like this, you really don't give the slightest chance to jump over the tower."
Zhao Sanpang looked at it and rubbed his chin: "The strength of the players of the second team of the H country team is higher than that of many people shortlisted this time. It seems that they have worked hard over the years, with stable operations and good awareness. Not bad .”
"Fat God, is this the time to praise other teams?" Cat, Cat And Bear wanted to cry without tears: "If they fight like this again, my brother will die of exhaustion!"
Zhao Sanpang raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and then hooked his fingers at Cat, Cat, Panda and the others, signaling to come over and whisper something.
Teng Hui and Adolf took the initiative and squatted down directly.
Zhao Sanpang's posture was quite exquisite, very exaggerated, and he said: "Little face paralyzed her..."
These words were raised very high, as if afraid that no one would hear them.
Next, the whisperer, as quietly as possible.
Han Junxi's height was not dominant in the first place, but now he had to pretend to cough twice, and then stretched his neck to look this way, his ears were erect, and he didn't hear what Zhao Sanpang said.
But the other party still popped up a word or two from time to time.
For example, "rest assured", "unique trick" and "back hand".
Is there anything else that bey didn't use
The more Han Junxi listened, the more anxious he became, he leaned over and almost fell!
Instead, the head fell to this side, and many players noticed it, and it can be said that they lost all manners.
Zhao Sanpang was very angry at this time, he helped him up, and smiled generously: "Old Han, why are you bothering, don't you just want to listen to me? When they finish fighting, we two brothers have a good drink." , opened up the conversation."
Who the hell wants to talk to you! Han Junxi took a deep breath, always feeling tricked.
But what Zhao Sanpang said just now is decent, and he can't guarantee that Bey really has something behind him.
Han Junxi was muttering in his heart.
There was a deafening sound effect from the screen over there.
The player Mo Bei went south and successfully smashed the enemy's guard tower in three minutes!
What, what? !
Han Junxi lost his composure all of a sudden.
This is just the beginning, and their tower is gone
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(end of this chapter)