Full-time master: I have a spirit behind me.

The screen plays, then pauses, stopping to take notes.

"The Korean team's style of play must have flaws...but where are the flaws?" Li Wen scratched his head in distress. He had watched this video clip dozens of times, but there was still no trace of it. The clue, that kind of weird sense of dissonance lingered in my mind repeatedly.

He looked back at the lion body lying on the bed. After thinking about it, he put on his coat and went straight out of the club without waking Su Muqiu.

Summer mornings are not as hot as during the day. Running in such an environment is a good time to relax mentally, but the current situation does not allow Li Wen to completely relax.

The result of the match between Samsara and Blue Rain came out last night. Blue Rain trailed Samsara 3-7 in the away game, but Blue Rain did not show too much pessimism. Because of Yu Wenzhou's presence, Blue Rain can be regarded as the team with the largest difference in home and away strength in the entire league. However, three to seven does not mean there is no chance of a comeback.

Li Wen did not watch this game. Old Wei and Fang Shijing were the observers. Since returning to K City from Q City, Li Wen has been thinking about the next game against Tyranny.

Han Wenqing's change in play style was not beyond everyone's expectations, but what was beyond everyone's expectation was that the new play style seemed to lift the already setting sun upwards again, returning to noon. This is obviously a very unreasonable thing...

Whether it is from the group competition or the team competition, Li Wen, who is a bystander, can always feel the disharmony in the seemingly smooth playing style, but it is like the subtleties mixed in the entire symphony orchestra. The errors are general, and it is impossible to find out who made the error in an instant...

"Be careful." A voice sounded, and a pair of hands grabbed Li Wen's back, causing him to stop.

Li Wen was stunned for a moment. There was a telephone pole in front of him, and he almost hit it without paying attention.

Behind him, there was a helpless Sun Zheping: "When running, pay attention to safety."

"Sorry, Brother Zheping..." Li Wen smiled sheepishly.

"Do you want to continue running?" Sun Zheping let out a long breath: "Together?"

Li Wen looked around and found that he was far away from the club before he knew it. Thinking that he would continue to think about Desert Guyan for a while, Li Wen shook his head: "No, let's go back? Brother Zheping, do you want to keep running?"

"Then let's go back together, I'll just keep an eye on you."

"……I will be careful."

The two of them didn't continue to run back on the way back. There were more and more pedestrians on the road, and it seemed a little noisy for a while. The two of them were chatting, but Li Wen's tone was a little perfunctory and thoughtful. Back to thinking again.

"Xiao Wen?"

"Well, I think so too..."

"Xiao Wen... what I want to say is that you almost ran into me again." Sun Zheping grabbed Li Wen's sweater hat.

"Ah, I'm sorry!" Li Wen came back to his senses and responded awkwardly: "I was a little distracted again, Brother Zheping..."

"Are you under a lot of pressure?" Sun Zheping asked calmly, turning his head.

Li Wen hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"..." Sun Zheping was silent for a while: "There is no need to have such great pressure. Now Ember has done very well. To be able to reach this point, it has surpassed most professional teams... Moreover, although it is an old team, It’s a bit slow, but we can still do it for one or two seasons.”

"..." Li Wen lowered his head and his steps were a little heavy: "It's just that we have come to this point. If we don't try our best, there will always be regrets..."

"Xiao Wen, no professional player can predict what the result will be before the game. Some unexpected situations are simply impossible..."

"Wait!" Li Wen's eyes lit up, and the beast grabbed Sun Zheping's arm: "Brother Zheping, what did you just say?!"

"I said... don't stress..."

"That's not it! Some emergencies, yes, emergencies! I thought of it! This may be the only answer!" Li Wen's eyes were so hot that he hurriedly ran to the Ember Club without having time to say anything to Sun Zheping. Direction: "I'm going back first, Brother Zheping! By the way, remember to tell everyone to have a meeting in the training room later. I'll go back and sort things out first!"

"Hey, wait...this kid." Sun Zheping shook his head helplessly.

Forget it, it looks like I've really discovered something extraordinary.

Sun Zheping took a deep breath and prepared to run back to the club at a steady speed.

Ember Club Meeting Room
"What's going on with Xiao Wen?" Old Wei yawned. He didn't sleep well yesterday. It was already early in the morning after completing the data analysis for Samsara and Lan Yu. He originally planned to find Xiao Wen after dinner. He asked to take an hour off to sleep before reporting on the work progress, but as soon as he arrived at the cafeteria, Sun Zheping informed him that the meeting time had been advanced, and then he was almost escorted to the conference room by Fang Shijing.

Fang Shijing pushed up his glasses: "Let's be more serious. I haven't seen how worried Xiao Wen has been in the past two days."

Old Wei yawned feebly: "Okay, then I'll take a longer lunch break and come back."

"It's up to you, but don't forget to do your training." Fang Shijing warned.

Others also walked into the conference room one after another. Seeing that Li Wen hadn't arrived yet, they all guessed why the team meeting was held in advance this time. Fortunately, everyone was not kept waiting for too long. There was a lion doll lying on his shoulders. Li Wen walked in with a USB flash drive in his hand: "Everyone has been waiting for a long time. I may have found a flaw in the Korean team's play style."

As soon as the words fell, everyone couldn't help but sit up straight. Han Wenqing's style of accurately stopping the opponent's rhythm is now a huge pressure on the hearts of Ember members, second only to Zhang Xinjie's absolutely unavoidable tactics. Grandmaster.

"What do you mean, Xiao Wen?" Lin Jingyan pushed up his glasses and asked seriously, "Have you really found it?"

"It's basically confirmed, please wait a moment... This is the video of the latest arena match between Team Han and Brother Zheping..." Li Wen stepped aside so that everyone could see the video on the screen.

Everyone couldn't help but lean forward a little. Naturally, they watched this game over and over again, but they didn't find any big problems. This was Han Wenqing showing a completely new style of play. In the first show, even Sun Zheping himself admitted that his victory was actually a fluke.

The video was not too long and was no different from an ordinary game video. The following people exchanged glances and finally looked at Li Wen who was standing aside. Li Wen paused the replay: "In this game, the Korean team's Desert Guyan failed to keep up with Brother Zheping's offensive attack twice."

Sun Zheping frowned and carefully recalled the details of the video just now: "Xiao Wen, play it again from Han Wenqing's perspective and watch it again."

Li Wen did not hesitate, directly adjusted it and started playing it again. This time, the expressions of the other members of the Ember Team gradually became serious.

There is no fool in Team Ember. Li Wen's special emphasis and Sun Zheping's request made him vaguely feel something.

"Stop!" Lin Jingyan's eyes lit up.

As soon as the words rang out, Li Wen stopped recording instantly.

"Yes, it's right here." Lin Jingyan nodded: "From this perspective, Da Sun is accelerating the Crimson Queen with his back turned. Logically speaking, Desert Guyan can't effectively stop him, and he even uses the power-charged collapse. Stop the punch..."

"You mean..."

"Let's take a look at the video of the team competition, especially the one-and-two blockade of Xiao Bai Shu and Da Sun. Let's look at our perspective first." Zhang Jiale frowned.

The video played again, and this time everyone had a small notebook in their hand to record their thoughts. When it was replayed again, it switched to Han Wenqing's perspective.

"No, it doesn't make sense... Just relying on experience, the reaction speed required is extremely amazing. If you can achieve this level, let alone a new fighting style, even if you continue to use the previous King of Fighters style There is absolutely no problem, and it can even be improved to the next level. There is no reason to use this kind of play that consumes more mental energy." Lu Liang murmured to himself: "In this case, it is indeed possible, but...he How did you do it? Is this guy really psychic? Or is he cheating?"

"Compared with Han Wenqing cheating, I believe he is possessed by Ye Xiu." Old Wei threw away the pen in his hand: "Xiao Wen, you should have prepared other videos, right?"

"Well, I'll send it to everyone in groups!" Li Wen nodded seriously: "Everyone, take a look first, I already have an idea..."

Everyone else took out their devices and began to watch seriously the video that Li Wen had found from the Korean fresh play style that had just appeared and was not yet perfected. They started watching it from the beginning, while Li Wen himself was flipping through the previous games. I rummaged and found something.

"I'm done reading this."

"It's almost done here."

“It’s really a bit unexpected!”

As time passed bit by bit, the others had basically completed their work, picked up their notebooks and began to exchange their opinions.

"What are the statistical results?" Li Wen rubbed his eyes and asked slightly solemnly. This result is very important to them.

"Under the strong attack style, the winning rate is 85%. Among the individual games that were lost, there were only four games, namely Zhou Zekai, Huang Shaotian, Wang Jiexi and Tang Hao. Oh, it should be five games, including Da Sun's. One game." Zhang Jiale said.

"The winning rate when playing against the wretched style is frighteningly high..." Old Wei sighed helplessly.

"The results on my side have also appeared." Li Wen shook the notebook in his hand: "I have calculated Brother Zheping's behavior patterns and habits in the game... The probability of having that kind of back-up technique that is defended is 100%. Over eighty.”

"That is, it is really a prediction, and it is the kind of prediction based on big data statistics..." Lin Jingyan sighed as he spoke.

Under Sun Zheping's unintentional reminder, Li Wen finally caught the source of the disharmony. The interception was too precise, so precise that if it were a normal temporary reaction, Han Wenqing not only did not decline in condition, but on the contrary, his condition had surpassed his peak state. This was the most inconsistent thing.

Just like Ye Xiu once commented on Mingguang's Fool's Strategy, some things are just because they can be done, and it is the same at this time. When Han Wenqing was at his peak, he could do this kind of accurate judgment, and no one else could do it. He would doubt it, but Han Wenqing would not do it. Such a style of play would consume too much energy, and the gain would outweigh the loss. He could use the extra energy to do better.

And now that he has done this, it means that he will definitely not rely on physical strength to make such a play.

So, there is actually only one answer left.

"Zhang Xinjie has put in a lot of effort. Coupled with Han Wenqing's rich experience, based on judgment alone, the accuracy rate is as high as 70%." Old Wei's words were full of admiration: "It's really difficult for him. …”

"In complex situations, we can still have teammates to help cover, cover, and support... If we cooperate with Zhou Guangyi, we can stop Da Sun and Xiao Bai Shu. Then if we cooperate with Zhang Xinjie, Song Qiying, and Zhao Yang..." Fang Shijing recommended. He pushed up his glasses and spoke more solemnly.

Now is the time to praise their opponents, especially since this is their next opponent.

"Xiao Wen, you should have a solution, right?" Sun Zheping raised his head and asked.

Li Wen did not show off, and said directly: "There are two ways to crack the individual competition. The first one is to rely on high-speed attacks to leave the Korean team with no chance to parry. Attack, attack continuously, and grab The Korean team did not have time to make too many predictions, and even if they made predictions, they would not be able to react."

This is what Zhou Zekai, Huang Shaotian, and Tang Hao did, and this is how they won the individual competitions.

Li Wen and Sun Zheping in the Ember Team can do it, but Qiu Fei still needs some time to rise.

"The second method is to constantly change the rhythm during the game, which is completely different from the previous one."

What Wang Jiexi did was not particularly difficult, and it was even easier for Ember. The seniors studied new playing methods and came up with them during the game, completely disrupting Han Wenqing's prediction rhythm and turning him into a blind man.

Unfortunately, the time was too short. It was too urgent for everyone to prepare a new set of tactics that did not have their previous personal style in just three days.

"For the first point, you need to completely aim at the position to catch Lao Han. It may be difficult under Zhang Xinjie's tactical arrangement... Unless Da Sun or Xiao Wen can penetrate three from start to finish, in the end, At least two must be worn out, at least two, and the remaining ones will consume Old Han. Of course, it would be best to run into Old Han first..." Zhang Jiale touched his chin: "Or maybe yes……"

"This is a good idea. Old Han and Zhanfa are indeed lifelong enemies..." Listening to Zhang Jiale's words, the veteran of the Ember Team showed a lewd smile. (End of chapter)