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

Wu Jing is a little nervous now. If he were to say who in the Embers team he least wants to face, apart from Fang Rui and Bai Shu, who are the cancers that even the strong attacking factions don't want to face, Sun Zheping would definitely be the first one.

After all, he is a senior of the family, and his Berserker skills are extremely domineering. Wu Jing even learned a lot of Berserker ideas from Sun Zheping.

In the Happy team, most of the newcomers were taught directly by Ye Xiu. After all, he was an encyclopedia of all professions in Glory. Even if they didn't mainly play the Battle Mage profession, the other 23 professions were more or less at the first-rate level.

Just like Ye Xiu, who is also a mad swordsman, at least, there is not much difference between Lou Guanning and Yu Feng's mad sword skills in front of Ye Xiu.

But even so, Ye Xiu frankly said that there was a big gap between his Berserker and Sun Zheping's. If he wanted to learn, he could just watch Sun Zheping's game videos and ask him if he didn't understand anything.

This is not really modesty, nor is it for laziness and to save trouble.

When Sun Zheping's hand injury had not yet recovered, Ye Xiu and Li Wen met for the first time in an online game. Ye Xiu flipped over a Berserker account and played a game with Sun Zheping to see who this guy was.

But the result was that Ye Xiu's Berserker had a hard time fighting and even lost the game in the end.

This basically gave Ye Xiu a guess. From here, he could see how profound Sun Zheping's attainments in the mad sword were.

However, Wu Jing was only a little nervous. The most taboo thing for the Berserker profession is to be a cowardly lizard.

You have to be aggressive and tough, and when you meet an opponent you have to chop him twice to test his strength.

"He's adjusted. Xiao Wu's mentality is very good." The professional player in the box gave his own evaluation: "Master Lou, what do you think?"

"Me?" Lou Guanning shook his head helplessly. "How can I watch? He has only been playing Glory for two years. I am no match for him in Berserker. I feel like I am not worthy of watching..."

"Don't ask them. Just take you for example. Haven't you also been severely beaten?"

"Don't tear down a person when he's in trouble!"

"What's the point of playing a profession if you can't kill you when you're sick?"

“The professional environment is ruined by people like you!” The objections rang out, and the box became chaotic.

The game on the field became their background music.

The silver heavy swords in the hands of the Scarlet Queen and Snowdrinking Mad Knife clashed with each other.

Both sides wrestle.

The same sprint impact and the same enhancement, but Wu Jing's Snow Drinking Mad Blade was steadily pushed backwards by Sun Zheping's Sleep Again in Summer.

"Xiao Wu shouldn't have used force!" Boss Chen was heartbroken: "Why did you get so angry at this time?"

"Ah?" Qin Tianran was stunned for a moment: "What are you talking about? Isn't Xiao Wu very rational now?"

"Is this rational? Shouldn't the rational approach be to use a dirty trick to slowly wipe out the state of sleeping for a summer before going up and chopping?" Chen Guo was stunned.

"Ah..." Guo Mingyu's face looked a little strange. He wanted to say something but was a little hesitant to say it.

"If you have something to say, then don't talk nonsense!"

"Let's not talk about whether Xiao Wu can do the dirty trick first, Madam Boss. Let's just say, in an environment like Ember, what kind of dirty tricks do you think Sun Zheping has not seen?" Guo Mingyu reminded in a low voice.

Chen Guo was stunned for a moment and his face turned red.

The others started to cough. Su Mucheng smiled and held Chen Guo's hand, "Xiao Jing's condition is already very bad. Xiao Qiu almost crippled Xueyin Kuangdao in the last match, and even if he wasn't crippled, Xiao Wu probably wouldn't be Sun Zheping's opponent if he was alone. So, it's a good deal for Xiao Wu to choose to fight in this match to test his overall condition and approximate attributes. Look, isn't Ye Xiu calculating?"

Chen Guo subconsciously glanced in Ye Xiu's direction and indeed, Ye Xiu was holding a small notebook, reading and thinking, correcting something from time to time.

After several attempts, the Snow Drinking Mad Blade on the field finally aroused Sun Zheping's impatience, and the Scarlet Queen in his hand became more and more fierce.

It only took Xueyin Kuangdao a little over ten seconds to go from struggling to the current state of being stretched to the limit.

The pressure is great, is there still a chance? If it were Senior Sun Zheping himself, how would he choose to deal with it? No, I can't put myself in Senior Sun's perspective now.

Wu Jing clenched his teeth, his hands kept dancing on the keyboard, and his brain was also working in overload.

However, it seems that this does not bring him much advantage.

Whose style of play is more useful in this environment? Master Lou? Captain Yu? Or Senior Liang Fang? Is Sun Xiang's previous Berserker style of play useful? What about the little tricks that the captain taught him?

Wu Jing's mad sword was very strong, but now she was strong because she was in a state of integrating the styles of hundreds of schools. She was still one step away from achieving her own style. Perhaps, if she could suddenly integrate and form her own fighting style in the next second, perhaps...

Wouldn’t the loss be so miserable?
However, in a game, this kind of breakthrough at the critical juncture sounds a bit mysterious and not very scientific.

Just like the philosophical story before, one day, the carriage business in a city became good. The customers were all gentlemen from upper society, but after getting on the carriage, when asked where they were going, they just said they wanted to go wherever they wanted.

It was not until later that the coachman found out that a few days ago a great mathematician or scientist suddenly figured out a problem that he had not figured out before while riding in the carriage, which aroused the excitement of the upper class. Everyone thought that making a carriage might inspire their own inspiration.

In the end it just adds to the laughter.

A breakthrough on the battlefield can only be achieved through a lot of accumulation.

Wu Jing's foundation is still too weak.

As expected, I am still no match...

Watching Xueyin Kuangdao slowly falling to the ground, Wu Jing shook his head helplessly.

But... if there are seniors like this around, we should be able to progress faster, right?

Wu Jing cheered up and walked out of the competition seat.

“How is it? Your Taoism spirit didn’t collapse after being beaten, did it?” Ye Xiu joked with a smile.

"It feels like it might be just a little bit off." Wu Jing said with a smile.

"Then let's just let this universe that almost became our fingertips." Ye Xiu nodded: "Xiao Tang, go ahead. The opponent's power is very high. The Crimson Queen should have a new update. Don't go head-to-head with him. Be a little more flexible and don't save on the dominance."

"I understand." Tang Rou nodded seriously.

She is no longer the newbie who slammed the table 100 times just to prove something, nor is she the newbie who competed with Du Ming in every All-Star game.

She has now more or less learned how to maneuver and how to slowly build up an advantage.

The game of Glory mainly relies on your brain. (End of this chapter)