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

clang!
The two greatswords collided again, just like before, but this time, Lu Hanwen's focused expression changed slightly.

The connection doesn't work.

Completely out of balance!

The greatsword in front of him was burning with flames, and the red iron blade of the sword hit Liuyun's body.

Although the ex system is terminated, it is enough.

The blade turns sideways, from bottom to top.

Chop backwards!

"Beautiful! In this short and rapid confrontation, the more experienced player Sun Zheping finally gained the upper hand. Lu Hanwen's move was a bit unwise!" Pan Lin said as a matter of course.

"No, according to common sense, there is nothing wrong with Lu Hanwen's actions. If it were any other player, Lu Hanwen would have already gained the upper hand and started to suppress his opponent." Li Yibo held a different opinion: "His only mistake was to use this style of play in front of a senior who was much more experienced than him."

Being caught in a flaw is a perfectly normal thing.

Sun Zheping seized the opportunity and began to speed up slowly, while Liuyun's health bar began to gradually melt until the final carnival began.

Again, a brief end.

【glory】!
Sun Zheping did not reminisce about the feeling just now. He pulled out his account card, left the competition seat, and waited on the stage for Lu Hanwen, who was reluctant to face the camera, to come out. "You played well, very suitable skills, practice more."

"Really?" Lu Hanwen's eyes lit up.

Sun Zheping nodded.

"Well, senior, I have another question. Has Huang Shaozhen ever been beaten to tears by you?" Seeing that Sun Zheping wanted to leave, Lu Hanwen quickly seized the opportunity to ask.

"..." Sun Zheping looked at Lu Hanwen speechlessly and said, "It's just trash talk. Besides, if you keep asking, you'll be the one who gets beaten and cries tonight."

Lu Hanwen's body stiffened and he turned to look at the Group B reserve seat.

This caused the audience to burst into laughter, but Lu Hanwen didn't care about it anymore. He cared that he had already completed his mission in the All-Star Battle Royale, so he should escape early. At the very least, he should lock the door and lock himself in.

"Xiao Lu, it's really fun." Fang Shijing clapped his hands and laughed.

"He's still smart." Old Wei nodded. "We'll see how things develop in the future. However, judging from the current situation, he will become a good professional player, but he may not necessarily choose to become the successor of the Sword Master."

"This is not bad, isn't it?" Lin Jingyan put down his hand. "We don't just need a successor to the playing style. The times are changing, the league is improving, and there will be more novel playing styles in the future. What we want is just... to carry on the spirit."

"Fewer little guys like the two sisters from the Shu family, right?"

"I didn't say that."

"Hey? It's your boss's turn in the third game! How does your boss feel today?" The nosy professional player shouted towards Li Hua.

Li Hua smiled awkwardly. What he feared most now was that what he did behind his back would be exposed. He had been awakened several times by nightmares in which Captain Chu walked towards him with a sneer after being exposed.

Oh, behind him is Baibai Bumomo who is already unconscious, with a red liquid on his body which Captain Chu said is tomato juice, a strange-looking liquid.

Li Hua shuddered violently. Although the heating was on high in the stadium, he could still feel the bone-chilling cold.

The fact is that Chu Yunxiu’s mood today was not too bad, it’s just that the opponent and terrain assigned to her were not very suitable for her.

In the circular arena, the opponent is the captain of the Howling Team, Tang Hao, the operator of the Rogue Tang San.

On the other side of the whistling table, Liu Hao was smiling and applauding his captain's victory.

Now his smile no longer contained the flattery and cunning that made people feel uncomfortable, but only an emotion that made people feel happy.

Liu Hao has now been completely integrated into the Howling Team and has become its indispensable backbone.

People always grow.

"All three individual matches have now ended. The score between Group A and Group B is 2 to 1. Both points in Group A were won by members of Team Ember. We shouldn't get any reminders of the TV series finale from Chu Yunxiu's performance today, but even so, her performance was exceptionally good. In a map that was almost a punishment from heaven, she was still able to force Tang Hao, who was good at close combat, into a desperate situation." Pan Lin made a simple summary.

"So far, both teams have performed very well. Except for Team Yu, who is not good at direct combat, no battle has been nearly one-sided. I'm afraid this kind of tense situation can only be seen in the All-Star Game, right?"

"However, this also means that we won't see the 3-on-1 situation that everyone is looking forward to in the next match." Pan Lin smacked his lips.

“I wonder how much hostility this will get from the fans.” Li Yibo smiled and shook his head. “Then, let’s continue the commentary of the All-Stars Smash. We have now entered the ring match. The player sent by our Group A is the battle mage from Team Happy, the beautiful player Tang Rou who has no blind spots!”

"Why are all the pretty girls concentrated in Happy? Goddess Su, Miss Wu Jing, and even their team boss, Ms. Chen Guo, are all very beautiful and charming!" Pan Lin said with some envy, "However, Tang Rou is not just a pretty face. In the Happy team, Tang Rou and Wu Jing are both very strong attackers. Even Goddess Su is Happy's main firepower..."

Pan Lin's voice became smaller and smaller. He suddenly discovered a bright spot. The roles of the girls and guys in Happy seemed to be opposite. In team battles, the girls were more skillful than the others, and the guys were more cunning than the others...

“Ahem.” Li Yibo smoothed things over: “The player sent by Group B is our Baihua team’s captain, Yu Feng, the operator of Falling Flowers. Two attackers appeared at the first place in the ring at the same time. This is undoubtedly another visual enjoyment.”

"Let us look forward to the performance of both players..."

"Who do you think will win?"

"I support the girl anyway. I just bought a lot of fish balls on the live streaming platform."

"I support the girls too!"

"Come on, sister Tang Rou!"

A girl who is good-looking and has a good personality will inevitably be liked by everyone.

only……

Li Wen watched the game on the field. Sister Tang Rou's playing style was bold and aggressive, which was somewhat similar to the fighting god played by Brother Ye in the past. Unfortunately... the imitation was too strong.

Li Wen turned his head and looked at Ye Xiu who was also paying attention to the game: "Brother Ye, you should have discovered this problem a long time ago, right?"

"You mean the style issue?" Ye Xiu turned around and asked with a smile. The others also turned their attention to him: "Of course I noticed it, but this, there's no way to teach it..."

The playing style of professional players comes from the players' own personalities and habits, which are shaped by more than twenty years of life experience.

It's just a few short, meaningless sentences. Why do you think you can change other people's experience of more than ten years?

You can't teach, and you can't teach. You can only provide guidance. It's impossible to teach a person a hundred sentences, but you can only teach one sentence. This is the truth.

Li Wen nodded. Since Brother Ye had a plan, he couldn't say anything... "So, All-Stars don't completely represent strength." Fang Rui muttered. On the court, Tang Rou's rhythm had begun to be guided by Yu Feng, and the rhythm had begun to favor Yu Feng.

All-Stars is a carnival for all the people, and it is guided by many factors, such as love, anger, unwillingness, impulse...

Just like Zou Yuan in the past, his strength was far from the level of other All-Star players, but he was forced to move up.

And the group of contestants sitting in the audience, Fang Rui, Lin Jingyan, Liu Hao, Li Hua, Yang Cong...which of these people are not as good as those on the stage?

Therefore, All-Star can be regarded as a standard, but if you believe in this standard too much, then don't play Honor of Kings. Let's all sit down together to play Landlord. You play a Du Ming, I play a Tang Rou, and then the opponent plays a group of All-Star bombs, and the game is over... How boring.

"Although it's a bit sour, I feel the same way. Tang Rou's strength is still a little different from others. But don't forget, this girl has only been playing Honor of Kings for two years." Lu Liang said nonchalantly.
Fang Rui had no way to refute this.

This is indeed a gifted talent...

【glory】!
Talent needs time to transform into strength, but now, Yu Feng is obviously stronger.

Tang Rou glanced at the screen with a hint of reluctance, pulled out Han Yanrou's account card and left the competition seat.

She was no longer the ignorant newbie she used to be. Besides, the opponent did not break the rules, so she would not be so rude as she was in the match with Du Ming and ask for another round.

"Sorry, I lost." Tang Rou said somewhat depressed.

Zhang Jiale stood up cheerfully: "It doesn't matter, I'll save the score."

"This guy is a bit of a show-off."

"Indeed."

"Wait, Yu Jin and Happy have such a good relationship, they're not going to have some kind of social gathering, right?"

"Well, I'm not sure... Big Sister Chu, do you have any close friends you can introduce to me?"

Chu Yunxiu rolled her eyes at Xu Bin who was obviously making fun of her, and hugged Su Mucheng and Tang Rou: "They are all mine, don't even think about it."

……

Zhang Jiale looked at the quarreling people in silence, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Why does it feel like the atmosphere here is not much different from that in my own team?
Forget it...

"In the second round of the competition, the player sent by Group A is Zhang Jiale from the Embers Team."

"Then Yu Feng is a little dangerous. Long-range ammunition experts are undoubtedly very good at pulling..."

"And Yu Feng's health doesn't leave much room for error..."

This time, Pan Lin and Li Yibo were not slapped in the face. Just by relying on the pulling and consumption of long-range grenades, Zhang Jiale ended the game with some ease.

This can be regarded as an unspoken rule among everyone. They are all exhibition matches, with people carrying the fancy sedan chair.

After Yu Feng left the court, Zou Yuan came on with a dazzling array of moves.

It was a hard fight without any let-up. This was a competition, but it was also a spur and test for Zou Yuan by Zhang Jiale.

Looking at his not-so-good condition, Zhang Jiale smiled. He no longer had the complicated emotions he had before. He was just sincerely happy that the second-generation master of Baihua Liaoluan had finally grown up.

Well done, but there is still a lot of room for improvement!

"Damn, is this Zhang Jiale trying to show his power?" Li Xuan muttered as he came to the competition seat. He took a look at Zhang Jiale's condition, made some estimates, and then controlled Fengshan Guiqiu to rush towards Dameng Xianjue.

Li Xuan's chain control was extremely coherent. With just a few ghosts, he forced Zhang Jiale to the edge of the stage, and then used the tombstones falling from the sky to continuously weaken his condition.

And Li Xuan rewrote the battle situation so that they were all on the same starting line.

"Do you think Lao Zhang has let the water go?"

"He's definitely not in a good enough state to defeat Li Xuan's Feng Shan Gui Cry. Zou Yuan has made rapid progress and his state is almost perfect. Zhang Jiale probably sees that he can't defeat him, so he's just slacking off."

"I just find it a bit ironic that after Li Xuan won, the loudest cheers were not from the fans of Team Void, but from the fans of Team Hundred Flowers..."

"That's the nature of those crazy people. What can you do?"

"Fortunately, our fans are still normal." Bai Yanfei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Have you forgotten that Ye Xiu and the others were drenched in water?" Qin Muyun asked helplessly.

……

"This kind of fans who are as strong as ten haters should just go and cause trouble for other groups..."

"The biggest help to us is to get them to follow other people."

"Indeed, Senior Zhao Yang, what are you thinking about?"

"Nothing, it's just that why do I feel like Zhang Jiale is up to something bad?" Zhao Yang frowned.

"Now that you mention it... what the hell?" Bai Yanfei said in a lost voice. The faces of the other Tyranny members also stiffened for a moment. The cheers in the field gradually became smaller and turned into an unsettling silence.

"Hey, hey, hey..." Pan Lin blankly checked the people standing on the stage for a few times, and finally looked at Li Yibo beside him in confusion: "Um, Brother Li, the person on the stage, is it Deputy Captain Zhang Xinjie?"

"It seems, that's right..."

"Recently, there shouldn't be any combat priest style of play emerging in the God's Realm, right?" Pan Lin confirmed again.

Because Fang Shijing hit people with a cross in several games, someone in the God's Realm jokingly released teaching on combat priests, and some people even actually believed it. The arena could be said to be a place of chaos during that period.

"Probably not..." Li Yibo shook his head awkwardly.

"Well, this..."

The host received the order and walked a few steps faster to stop Zhang Xinjie. Zhang Xinjie looked at the host with great displeasure, quickened his pace, and entered the competition seat. After that, he waited for a while in front of the competition seat before pushing the door and entering.

"Haha... Look, it seems that we can only answer our questions after the fight is over." The host smiled awkwardly: "Then, the third match of the ring match, Fengshan Guiqi vs. Shi Buzhuan, starts now!"

(End of this chapter)