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Chapter 725 I Apply for a Replay
After stepping off the stage, after asking about the situation, Jiang Lang was very dissatisfied and said, "I'm really speechless. Just now the coaches of other teams came to mock us and said that we gave money."

"Who the hell doesn't know that the management of the Chinese team is poor, and this year's wealth is entirely invested by RY79." Jiang Lang rolled his eyes speechlessly.

Qi Ye's eyes widened when he heard the words, and he asked in puzzlement, "Why the hell? Who the hell paid the money? If you lose, you can't be eliminated. Paying money for this shitty game? Is there something wrong?"

Regarding this, the coach Wang Feiteng next to him also said angrily: "I have already asked the referee, isn't it because of the network card that you stopped just now? As for the scolding so loudly?"

But in the final analysis, the reason is actually very simple. It is nothing more than the fact that the Japanese team has too deep a base of international fans. When the Chinese team was replaced by RY79 in the past, the ranking in the Asian competition was actually not high.

As for Luo Xia and Qi Ye, although they had earned enough names this season, it was their first time to participate in the World Championships. Many people were still only famous and didn't know the reality, and most of them would definitely have doubts about Qi Ye's operation.

Luo Xia listened beside him, but he was dazed while drinking water, and moved to Wen Xun's side, and said in a calm tone: "Hey, what's going on now?"

Although Wen Xun didn't like melons, the audience spoke too many languages, and she couldn't understand a few, so she had to ask Wen Xun.

"People from the other team came to look for it just now, and they scolded Qi Ye." Wen Xun's tone was very calm, as if it didn't matter if it wasn't Luo Xia who scolded him in his cognition.

In this regard, Luo Xia swallowed, and looked at Qi Ye who was about to explode with the barrage, and didn't know what to say.

At this time, the rankings appeared on the big screen, and the Chinese team directly jumped to the top of the list, and the results were interrupted. The host also announced: "Congratulations to the Chinese team for the time being ranked first, direct promotion quota."

(English: Congratulations to the Chinese team for temporarily ranking No.1, and they will be directly recommended for promotion.)
Who knew that after the host said this sentence, there was a sudden "wow" off the stage, which was an extremely mocking gesture.

Regarding this, the expressions of the Chinese team and the Japanese team couldn't hold back, and as the whole thing happened, Qi Ye also had a big temper. Naturally, he couldn't hear this, so he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists before everyone could react. Under the circumstances, he rushed to the stage again.

It was Luo Xia who was the first to notice, and she yelled in a daze: "Brother Ye!"

But soon, Qi Ye went directly to the stage. Facing the inexplicable look in the host's eyes, he took the host's microphone and said firmly, "I request a replay."

After saying this, the host suddenly panicked, not knowing how to deal with the boy who caused trouble at the competition site, so he looked at the audience for help.

Soon, the director called INGING up, so that he could communicate with the Chinese players.

When asked why, Qi Ye was very unconvinced: "For my last round of network problems, I called a stop. Since the audience didn't buy it, I will apply for a new round to hit their server."

Qi Ye's words had to be said in a very rigid manner, but the rigidity was the rigidity, the tone was too blunt, and there was a burst of discussion below.

In the history of the league, there have been some replays due to dissatisfaction after losing the game, but there are really no replays like Qi Ye who won the game.

Luo Xia was listening below, blinking his eyes in a daze, "Brother Ye, what are you doing..."

Why is it going to be a rematch... Originally, there were many factors for the Chinese team to play against the Japanese team. It can be said that it was completely [-]-[-]. Yet?

Then, the director seemed to hesitate for a moment. After a while, after seeing the audience’s reaction, the director asked INGING to announce via bluetooth: “Then please ask the eight team captains to vote whether to replay, we will respect it.” Opinions of teams and players."

In fact, to be honest, whoever ranks first between the Chinese team and the Japanese team has little to do with the teams behind it. It can only be said that the Japanese team has always been the leader of the Asian team. A little unbalanced.

In the end, the voting ended with six votes in favor and two votes of disagreement, and the two votes of disagreement were the Japanese team itself and the South Korean team.

When asked to raise his hand, when the director's camera cut to Rorschach, Rorschach actually raised it too, which made the coaching staff who hadn't discussed the result very confused.

"Xiao Xia, what are you doing? Did you agree?" Jiang Lang looked at Luo Xia in disbelief. He was still thinking about the chances that they wouldn't have to fight if they didn't vote.

Who knows, Luo Xia just nodded, and then said in a very casual tone, "Brother Ye wants to fight, I have to support him."

With that said, Luo Xia leaned on Wen Xun and began to rest, intending to squint for a while and get up to play again later.

But Jiang Lang said: "How can we fight casually? If we lose this repeated round, we will be ridiculed by the entire league!"

Indeed, what Qi Ye said this time is nothing more than saying that we all typed it out with our own abilities, if you don't believe it, then I'll call you again.

But if the game is lost, the rhythm will be changed. The Chinese team really can't beat the Japanese team, and it really is the money to win.

So this game should come down, it must be played.

"Hey, I really have a headache. How can you have such confidence." Jiang Lang held his head speechlessly, thinking about what to do if he lost the public relations.

At this time, Gu Cen, who had been silent for a long time, rarely opened his mouth: "What are you afraid of, playing three-core, we have never lost in three-core."

Regarding this, Jiang Lang still said no, "How to fight with three cores, won't you be caught and killed by the opponent? Tu Yinna is a warrior assassin at the moment, and his functionality is much worse than that of a swordsman. What do you use for this lineup?"

After thinking for a while, Luo Xia suddenly said, "We don't have to have Brother Tu Yin."

Luo Xia said this very seriously, but Jiang Lang felt it was absurd, he shook his head: "What are you thinking, in this version, it's useless to fight without assassins."

Hearing this, Luo Xia made a "tsk", stood up and took a few steps closer, putting his hands in his pockets, "Lao Jiang, you didn't understand me."

"I want to say." Rorschach paused for a moment, then hooked the corners of his lips, "We have more than one assassin."

After saying that, Luo Xia hooked the neck of Wen Xun who was sitting next to him, and looked at Jiang Lang with a smile, very confident.

When seeing Wen Xun himself, Jiang Lang was also taken aback for a while.

Because Wen Xun hadn't come to participate in this kind of ordinary competition for too long, Jiang Lang had forgotten that there was such a swordsman in the national team who was exactly the same as Xia Qianhan and played in the same way.

And the operation is not inferior to Xia Qianhan at all.

(End of this chapter)