"I used to be a dreamy young man who liked to pretend to be literary. He had to learn from those ancient swordsmen every day, wearing rags and wielding rags with swords, and saying things that no one else could understand..."
Amidst the commotion that resounded in the finals venue again, a malicious voice was using a teasing tone, reciting the past of a contestant who had just left the stage: "If you can't beat someone, you'll be cheating, and your weapon will be thrown away." Just use Wangbaquan..."
"Hey, he must be in a bad mood now. Be careful to come to settle accounts with you. Dingdian novels are updated the fastest."
"You can't find me when you come up. The most I can do is look for you."
The smile in Duan Qing's voice did not diminish due to the appearance of these two interruptions: "But young people are young people. They are energetic and energetic. They not only study hard and practice hard, but also learn from some materials in the last century. I figured out a set of boxing techniques on my own..."
"Dragon Fist?"
"Yes, those are the things."
The commotion in the venue gradually became smaller, which was a sign that some audience members began to listen to these words: "I heard that the title of the song is still the name of a certain singer in ancient times..."
"Hey, I've heard about those things, and I feel like if today's children are asked to take a Chinese test, it would be a great idea to use it as a question."
"Say it like you can hear it."
Duan Qing's voice showed a hint of contempt without mercy: "But it is very similar to that guy's image at that time."
"It's very similar to his current image."
His eyes fell on the two contestants who had just walked out of the arena and were looking at each other. There was also a bit of sadness in the voice of the flowers: "I didn't expect time to fly by so fast..."
"He has turned into an old man who can show off."
"It's better than a real uncle like you."
"...I really can't fight anymore, what about you? Come out if you have the ability."
"...Let's continue to evaluate the game."
Duan Qing in the game cabin touched his nose slightly awkwardly: "All in all, I still feel pity for this old friend. If he hadn't touched that iron sword, the victory of this game might have been... It’s his.”
"Who knew that there was no joy in the hidden weapon, only surprise." Fanhua Sijin also sighed: "Who knew that the general was so powerful, he knocked down Huan Meng with just one slap..."
"If we continue to fight with real swords and guns..."
“It’s really hard to say whether we will win or lose.”
Looking at the two men walking together, shaking hands with each other, and then slapping each other, a smile couldn't help but appear in the voice of the flowers: "If our guess is correct, this training The game should have judging rules similar to those of a boxing match, and the scoring judge is the general. If Huanmeng hadn't committed a foul... the scores of the two people should be about the same, right?"
"From our point of view, of course it's almost the same." Duan Qing replied: "But from the general's point of view..."
"Who is more suitable to be a qualified soldier, that is another question."
"Well……"
The audience at the scene fell silent as the flowers bloomed in silence. Even the supporters of Dawn of Glory and Wings of Freedom began to subconsciously recall the previous performances of the two people and comment on their level in their own minds. , only the two contestants who were still entangled were still arguing with each other, and then they returned to their seats between shaking their heads and waving disdainfully: "It seems... …”
Blossom Flowers smiled and said, "Our man chasing the wind doesn't really care about the outcome of this game."
"According to what he said, he is already old."
Duan Qing smiled and replied: "I have seen all kinds of storms, this setback... is nothing."
"Hey……"
This weird training match in the quarter-finals of the League Cup ended abruptly under such circumstances. The dream in the rain had just cut off half a box of cigarettes, and was slapped by the general who flew over. He was more than ten meters away, and then in the midst of shouts such as "What do you want to do, do you want to hurt your robe?", he was sentenced to death for this game. Huanmeng, who had been standing there for a long time, finally came to his senses, so he did not show any negative attitude towards this sudden change. On the contrary, after the appearance of the half-box of cigarettes, which was still unfinished, he expressed his gratitude to the unfinished game. The game gave rise to some angry feelings, which triggered a brief meeting between the two of them after the game. Even when he returned to the player stand and faced his president flying freely, his complaints never stopped. : "What kind of stupid result is this! What kind of dog competition is this! How can there be such a competition, ah?"
"It's good if you win." Freefly's face was still full of smiles: "As long as you can advance and grab more seats... it doesn't matter what the process is like."
"Yeah, yeah, as long as I win, it'll be fine."
"I'm afraid that Huanmeng, who can't afford to lose, will come up and cause trouble for us."
"What are you afraid of? The glory of Dawn is no longer the glory it used to be. It can't compare with us now."
"That's right, even the current empire's attack depends on our face. How could it come to cause trouble for us..."
"Shut up, everyone."
A woman standing next to a half-pack of cigarettes let out a muffled shout, silencing the echoing whispers of several Wings of Freedom congregants around her. Then she put on a worried face and held her hand with one hand. The unhesitating man said: "Don't be angry, you want to compete... there will be opportunities in the future."
"Is there any chance? That old man hasn't used this boxing technique for a long time!"
Half a box of cigarettes gasped and said: "Although it is not applicable to all games, it is his famous boxing technique! Such a powerful power, coupled with so many changes, to experience it in such a training match, it is simply This is the best opportunity! Result, result..."
"He lost like this before I even fought back?" The tall man's voice echoed in every corner of the contestants' seats: "Not to mention an iron sword, so what if I gave him a pair of gloves!"
"Okay, okay, don't get excited."
Signing to the short-haired woman named Gardenia next to her, Liangchen Meiyu hurriedly stepped forward: "We are still competing now. You shout so loudly that other players can hear it. What will they think? Xiao Zhang, go get the iron plate." Brother, bring me a glass of water."
"No, I'm going to the lounge for a while."
Half a pack of cigarettes glanced at him, then lowered his head: "There are still four games left. After the competition, tell me what happened here and what happened in the game..."
"You guys can help me deal with it first."
He glanced in a certain direction on the other side of the players' bench, then turned around and walked along a passage at the edge of the venue, leaving this anxious place. Liangchen Meiyu from behind screamed several times to no avail, so she had no choice but to shrug, wink at the woman again, and then fly to freedom with a wry smile as the other woman ran towards the lounge and chased after her: " I didn’t expect Brother Tiepan to care so much..."
"It doesn't matter, I won't care."
Freefly still had that smile on his face: "As long as you can win, that's fine. Winning... is justice."
"...That's what the president said."
Secretly observing a certain long-haired woman sitting silently in the corner, Liangchen Meiyu showed a confident and handsome smile: "In this case... we might be able to maintain the advantage of four places and grab Take all the remaining seats.”
"Yes." Freefly nodded with satisfaction: "Our biggest enemy now is probably the No. 2 player in the world who also holds four tickets, but their next game situation is the same as ours, so..."
"Is it time to compete for luck again?" He winked at Liangchen Meiyu.
"Yes, we still have to try our luck."
The enlightened Liangchen Meiyu smiled and nodded: "Next..."
"It just depends on the results of the remaining four groups."
The draw for the next game turned out exactly as the Wings of Liberty expected, because the results of the groupings appeared in front of everyone's eyes not long after, and then, amid unanimous condemnation from the audience, two civil wars ushered in. . The devil, the second best guild leader in the world, resurrected and collided with Phoenix Tianwang in his own guild. Although they were not as bold as the Duan family brothers, the two of them did not waste too much time. They just made a coping gesture. At the end of the game, the red-haired second president in the world was included in the top eight. However, before Free Flying could be proud of the result of this fratricidal game, he was paired with Liangchen Meiyu in the next game. The two potential players of Wings of Freedom were stunned in an open grass field. After a long time, they finally saw the same bitter look on each other's faces.
"……You come?"
"If the president doesn't mind..."
"Hmph..."
Amidst the noise of refunds from the audience watching the game, Duan Qing in the commentary channel commented with a low smile: "It is naturally a good thing to have more contestants, but the probability of fighting among the same students... is naturally much higher. . This situation becomes even more true later in the game, because the closer you get to the peak, the fewer people are left.”
"It seems that their luck has come to an end." Looking at the ugly faces of the two people on the stage, Fanhua Sijin also sneered unceremoniously: "Just like the second best in the world."
"Old guilds and teams will have foreseen such a situation for a long time, and then arranged how to deal with this situation in their respective strategies, hoping to get better results in subsequent games." Duan Qing's voice analyzed mechanically: "Of course, the players' mood is also an aspect that needs to be taken care of, but as professional players, making sacrifices for the team... is also something they should do."
"Yes, at least you shouldn't be confused in such a choice." There was also a hint of seriousness in the voice of the flowers like brocade: "Who is more suitable for the next battle, and who is more suitable for dealing with the opponents behind. Now that we encounter such a Since we have to make a choice, that person's honor... becomes less important."
"In this way, everyone should understand the match between the Duan brothers. In comparison, their choice was much simpler." Duan Qing's voice returned to its usual calmness: " So I still have to say..."
"What the hell is your alliance doing!" He yelled strangely: "You did it on purpose, right? Why are there so many civil wars!"
"Uh... the alliance is not God, how could it decide such a thing as 'random'? Let's... let's just watch the next game."
Amidst the hesitation of the flowers, the game between the courts finally came to a conclusion. As the commentator, he crossed the name of the beautiful jade that lit up again, and finally placed it on top of the remaining four names. : "Such a situation won't happen to the remaining four people, right? Two of them are from unknown guilds, the biggest dark horses in this competition..."
As he finished speaking, the name of one of the dark horses suddenly jumped out of the screen, and then, together with the four words Xue Ling Huan Bing, jumped to one of the last two empty seats in the quarterfinals: "Look ! Finally there is a game that can be explained! The next match is..."
"Xue Ling Huan Bing and Yu Chen!"
Amid a burst of shouts and screams in the corner of the auditorium, a thin young man emerged from an unknown corner of the player's seat, and then, under the attention of the audience and the players, he walked cautiously towards the direction of the competition seat. Ran over. Freefly, who had just walked out from there, wiped away the gloomy look on his face for a moment, and then looked at the thin man running over, showing a natural smile: "Little guy, I seem to have heard of you somewhere. name……"
"You? Uh... no, no, no, I..."
"Don't be nervous."
Looking at the man's more nervous expression, the smile on Liangchen Meiyu's face became even brighter: "You are Lu Qiang's person... right?"
"Ah, yes, yes..." the man nodded hurriedly and replied.
"Well done, I managed to get here." Liangchen Meiyu smiled and said, "Brother Qiang has a talent like you under his command, so he must be very happy, right?"
"Haha..." The thin man scratched his head in embarrassment, but the expression on his face became more relaxed.
"I have watched your game, and you are very good at throwing knives." Liangchen Meiyu put away the smile on her face: "I don't know... do you have any other ideas?"
"...Any other ideas?"
"After this competition, your reputation will definitely spread, whether it is as a qualified player or as a dark horse." Liangchen Meiyu tilted her body slightly, looking like she wanted to leave this place. Li: "Future development... is naturally limitless."
"Do you have any plans? Do you plan to continue to stay in that red soul, or do you plan to develop in a more professional team?"
The man's handsome face disappeared into the darkness of the competition venue as he turned around: "If you have any difficulties or hardships, you can tell me at any time. As Brother Qiang's friend..."
"I'll definitely lend a helping hand."
"..."
The thin man's silent reaction was no longer considered by Liangchen Miyu. He walked back in the direction of his player seat, and then faced the long-haired woman on the other side who had just stood up and was walking towards him. A brighter smile: "Come on! You will definitely win!"
The woman's steps paused slightly, then with a quick glance at him, she passed by him and walked slowly towards the competition seat. (To be continued...)
