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

"Welcome everyone to watch this regular season game, Team Embers VS Team Tyranny. I'm the commentator Pan Lin..." Pan Lin seemed to be out of shape today. Even the routine sponsor package session before the game seemed to be much slower than before, and he seemed quite absent-minded.

As a long-time partner, Li Yibo naturally noticed something was wrong immediately. After introducing himself, he smiled and asked, "What's wrong, Pan Lin? It seems that the thank you segment today has exceeded the time limit. Be careful not to get fined."

"Ah, this shouldn't be possible, right?" Pan Lin pretended to be nervous: "But does Brother Li know me so well? You have discovered my perfect disguise."

"I suggest you take a look at your face in the mirror. It's obvious that I have something on my mind, come and ask me quickly." Li Yibo sighed: "So, what's wrong with you?"

"Brother Li, you should know the recent rumors online, that Wei Chen from the Ember team chose this game as his final match." Pan Lin said with emotion: "Actually, I didn't think much of it at first. After all, there have always been players joining and leaving over the years. But this time... I saw an analysis by a blogger."

"Oh?" Li Yibo was stunned for a moment: "What did he analyze?"

"He analyzed that, in normal circumstances, Wei Chen could just blend in and help out in Ember. When the team was facing rotation pressure, he could relieve the pressure by going on the court. Losing a point in exchange for a smooth progress of the game would be absolutely a good thing, for both Wei Chen and the Ember team.

However, Wei Chen chose to end it here, leaving himself with a final dose of dignity..." Pan Lin slowly told Li Yibo what he had seen.

Li Yibo laughed: "So, you feel reluctant to leave?"

"right……"

Li Yibo sighed and thought for a moment. "The news that Team Wei wanted to play this game as their last should be extremely accurate. Just as the blogger guessed, Wei Chen couldn't keep up with the current pace and pressure of the game. In order to save some dignity for himself, he chose to take on all the pressure at the most dangerous and difficult time for the Ember Team, in order to ensure the smooth operation of the team and bid a perfect farewell to the professional league..."

Of course, there was absolutely no problem with what Li Yibo said. Pan Lin, who knew Li Yibo well, knew that Li Yibo was much more reliable than those bloggers who had obtained information from unknown sources.

After all, Li Yibo himself is a retired professional player and a member of the wealthy Tyranny team. Naturally, he stays in the professional player group and even has his own news channels. What he said is basically confirmed...

"Sacrificing oneself for the team..." Pan Lin sighed.

This is not an isolated case. Many professional players retire basically based on this reason.

Because of love, I left.

Pan Lin took a deep breath and looked at Li Yibo with a smile: "Sorry, Brother Li, in this game, I support the Ember Team to win the final victory."

Li Yibo rolled his eyes almost to the sky: "What are you saying? It seems like you and I always support the same team..."

"Hahaha, there is progress only when there is competition. Okay, both players have entered the arena, and our game is about to begin..."

Below, the professional players leaning against the player channel straightened their posture.

"I say, Lao Han, how are you and Zhang Xinjie going to train Li Yibo, who used to talk nonsense, into what he is now? Do you have any tricks? Share them with us." Lu Liang asked the Tyranny team next to him in a carefree manner.

Naturally, his question received no answer, and Lu Liang felt bored, but he was not angry either. He started laughing with his teammates again.

It would be normal for Team Tyranny to ignore him. If they really paid attention to him, it would mean that something was wrong.

After a brief encounter on the stage, both sides left behind their first professional players.

"In this regular season individual competition, the first round, the first match, Qin Muyun's Zero Nine Degrees vs. Li Wen's Knowing White and Defending Black!"

Qin Muyun sighed helplessly and shook hands with Li Wen again: "Captain Li, you are the first to go on stage..."

"Oh, yes." Li Wen smiled and nodded.

A series of thoughts flashed through Qin Muyun's mind: How could I be so worthy of this? Was it true that I could beat Captain Li? Qin Muyun should beat Captain Li up and take a point from him to break his winning streak...

Things like that.

Qin Muyun now understands why Zheng Xuan often says that he is under a lot of pressure.

But there was no other way. Everyone was too cowardly, forcing Captain Han to personally select him and scold the others who were cowardly and afraid of fighting.

No, Captain Han, just look at how Xiao Song raised his hand as soon as you finished speaking!
I really want to play this game!

Qin Muyun accepted the reality with some tears in his eyes.

Go ahead and fight, and tell others that you can now fight with top masters.

As long as I can hold off for a while...

It started with a double propulsion that had not been seen for a long time, followed by rapid acceleration, and then a close approach, exceeding one's own height, and the air compression cannon was released to suppress.

And then…and then the latest update results of Lord of the Flies were presented.

The four forms, rifle, hand cannon, revolver, and automatic pistol, all add different continuous damage effects.

The rifle paralyzes, the hand cannon burns, the revolver corrodes, and the automatic pistol poisons...

This is the silver weapon prepared to cooperate with Jingyang Ridge. It was first released today, ahead of Jingyang Ridge.

There's no good way to deal with this. After all... there's no substitute for Lord of the Flies, so this is the only way.

Qin Muyun never expected that the countdown would start as soon as it started.

No, I can't do that. I have to organize a counterattack first, even if it is not yet formed. Otherwise, I will be scolded to death when I go back, right?

Qin Muyun's eyes became sharp. He always believed in improvisation, and this time, his hand was smooth, so he should...

What a smooth play!

After the game, Qin Muyun had a gloomy face and talked to Li Wen again before going straight back to the competition seat. He didn't even dare to look at Han Wenqing, for fear of being scolded.

"Can you see the gap?" Han Wenqing's cold and hard voice rang out. Qin Muyun couldn't even pretend to be an ostrich this time, and looked at his captain helplessly: "I can see it for the time being, but that kind of gap can't be made up so easily... Captain Li is still in the growth stage, and the gun-changing interception just now is much stronger than before..."

"It's good to see the difference." Han Wenqing nodded: "Stop deconstructing Zhou Zekai for now and learn Li Wenqiu Musu's fighting style. This is more suitable for you."

"Captain, what you mean is..." Qin Muyun couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Qin Muyun's playing style is standard academic, that is, it has a clear learning goal. It is not based on strong personal characteristics, but rather deconstructs and imitates professional players in the league, learning from whoever is stronger.

There are advantages and disadvantages to doing this.

The advantage is that it is stable enough. If you imitate someone's playing style, you can improve quickly with someone leading the way. But at the same time, the upper limit will be locked. The better ones may be able to imitate to perfection and enter the first-tier, but most will be locked in the second-tier players, which is enough. However, the basis of this premise is that most of the objects of imitation are the strongest professions in the league. Therefore, Qin Muyun's imitation object has always been Zhou Zekai, the recognized number one sharpshooter in the professional league.

As for Li Wen's Qiumu Su, his appearance frequency was not very high last season, but this season it has reached a nearly 50-50 ratio. Naturally, each team has made considerable progress in their research on Qiumu Su.

Although everyone had doubts about why Li Wen, who had already reached the mechanical ceiling, abandoned his original account of He Guang Tong Chen and reactivated an unfamiliar sharpshooter account, but... Qiu Musu's performance was indeed very good.

But, according to Han Wenqing, Qiu Musu can definitely be compared with the Gun King Yi Qiang Chuan Yun?
seriously?
"That one is more suitable for you." Han Wenqing nodded: "It's a pity that it was not used in this game."

"I...I understand."

What was this? One person was banned twice? Qin Muyun suppressed his shock and continued to look at the competition field.

During the discussion, Bai Yanfei left the preparation seat early and entered the competition seat, waiting for the game to begin.

His opponent is Lu Liang who operates Chang Le Wo Jing.

The PK between the two magic professions is equally exciting, with the release of various elemental skills, high damage, high burst, and game, which is not bad at all.

Lu Liang's condition began to slip from the position of a first-line player that he had restored in the previous season. Now, he can only be positioned as a second-line half-attack and half-support player. Facing the pure violent first-line Bai Yanfei, he had a hard time.

In the end, it was just one move away.

Ember vs Tyranny, the score is one to one.

Zhou Guangyi, who came on the field later, did not lose the name of Ji Leng. He forced a fight with Lin Jingyan and finally took Lin Jingyan's life with a fatal blow.

In the individual competition stage, Team Ember fell behind.

The score is one to two.

The break passed in a flash, and Han Wenqing on the opposite side had already walked onto the stage.

"Don't be too stressed, just perform normally." Li Wen earnestly instructed the teammates who were going to play later. In the ring competition, the first place was still Qiu Fei's Sheep Horn Silver Spear.

"Han Wenqing is old enough to fight, Xiao Qiu, your mission is to fight him and tire him out. If you can win, I will contact the public relations department tonight to ridicule Han Wenqing. If you lose, it doesn't matter, Bai Shu will outlast him." Old Wei suggested: "Now, go ahead, use your own style, no matter what, just have fun fighting, don't be cautious, be willful!"

Old Wei patted Qiu Fei's shoulder vigorously.

"I understand, Boss Wei." Qiu Fei took a deep breath, walked onto the stage, and walked towards Han Wenqing, who seemed to be getting a little impatient.

"Isn't that a bit despicable?" Fang Rui scratched his head.

"Look at the way you play. How can you have the nerve to say something like that is a bit despicable?" Zhang Jiale said with contempt.

"Well, just pretend I didn't say that..." Fang Rui laughed awkwardly. With his fighting style, he really had no right to say that.

Until now, Manchuan Xinghe has not been recognized as a Qigong master by the Qigong Master section of the God's Domain. Instead, the Thieves section sincerely invites Manchuan Xinghe to join...

How can I seek justice here?
"Today, Team Tyranny's overall performance was very good. They took the lead over Team Ember in the individual competition. In the ring competition, Team Korea's King of Fighters, Damo Guyan, took the lead. It is obvious that they want to give Team Ember a second round of strength!" Pan Lin said excitedly.

"That's true," Li Yibo said seriously, "But it also reveals a fact..."

"Hmm?" Pan Lin was stunned for a moment: "What's the truth, Brother Li?"

"The Korean team's condition has also begun to decline significantly. Although they are still top-tier players, but..." Li Yibo stopped talking here and did not finish his speech.

Han Wenqing is different from the others. He played all ten seasons of the professional league. He is not young, and he still plays very aggressively...

Once, Han Wenqing was the last one to go on stage, in order to finish the match and warm up for the team competition.

But... at this moment, Han Wenqing didn't enter the game with the mentality of defeating three opponents alone. He wanted to finish the game early, enter the rest stage early, and start to accumulate strength for the team competition...

"Is that so..." Pan Lin said admiringly.

If Han Wenqing hadn't started to change his playing style significantly this season, in fact, only a few professional players would have noticed it, right?
Han Wenqing is like a standard martial artist.

When we are young, we fight with the strength of youth and are full of youthful arrogance.

As for the elderly, they prefer skills over strength...

Regardless of the discussions outside, although he had done a lot of psychological preparation, Qiu Fei still couldn't help feeling a little nervous when facing Han Wenqing.

Han Wenqing and Ye Xiu, two heroes of their generation, each maintained an undefeated record in the arena before they met. Until that meeting off the field, Han Wenqing was one move short of winning, and since then the feud between the King of Boxing and the God of Fighting has been formed.

Qiu Fei had simulated the match between the Korean team and himself countless times, and also looked for the shadow of the lonely smoke in the desert from Song Qiying's long river and sunset.

As the successor to the God of Fighting, it would feel incomplete if he did not defeat Han Wenqing's King of Boxing.

Today is an opportunity...

Even though, what he had in his hand was not One Autumn Leaf, even though he was no longer a member of Excellent Era.

But... I am still the inheritor of the will of the God of Fighting!

Sheep-horn silver spear: [Captain Han, please give me some advice. ]

Desert Smoke: [No problem.

No calculation, no hesitation, no beating around the bush, just charge forward!

Fists and spears meet!

A huge air pressure passed by the two men, and even though it was just the Bengquan and Longya, both sides gave the impression of a fight with finishing moves.

Come again!

(End of this chapter)