The King of Machinery, the All-Time Master

fast paced.

The Chinese team's fighting style will never be separated from such words.

They never fight slowly, and they will not let go of any chance they have, and they will definitely defeat their opponents quickly.

If there is no chance, someone will definitely try their best to create an opportunity.

This way of fighting is relatively monotonous and seems mindless.

But when people think carefully and carefully observe the decisions of each player in the game, every response they make seems to be the most perfect decision.

Nothing else, just because they did what they were supposed to do, they played an effective enough situation.

The best decision is to produce results.

The South Korean team's effective formation collapsed instantly under the rapid impact of the Chinese team, almost like a thunder.

"Wow, that's a pretty thorough analysis."

Seeing such a scene in the US team's lounge, US team player Kim Tae Hee laughed happily.

"Of course." Linus Fenber followed. "Since the beginning of the World Championships, we have determined that the Korean team is our ultimate opponent. I am afraid that the Chinese team, oh no, it can be said to be all the teams, are already studying us and the Korean team."

"Yeah. That's right." Miles Parker, captain of the U.S. team, also said. "Their research is quite thorough, and it seems that there must be a few players in their team who know a lot about the game."

"I don't know about others, but at least Luo's team has a very powerful captain." Kim Tae Hee said.

"Sprent, is this the mechanic you're talking about, Luo?" Miles Parker asked.

In the US team, Linus Fembel and Kim Tae Hee are on the same team, while Miles Parker is on another team, so he knows about Luo Yin, who Kim Tae Hee has been mentioning.

"Yes." Kim Tae Hee smiled. "It's awesome!"

Miles nodded: "Indeed, judging from the actions just now, there is nothing redundant, and the sense of pressure brought out and the technical operations used are all perfect. To a certain extent, he is a quite amazing player. "

"Yeah, right." Kim Tae Hee looked proud.

"But it's not enough," Myles Parker said. "With his strength, he is no match for you. In fact, if you take him seriously, he is not even qualified to look at you. Overall, this person is still weak and is a piece of trash."

"It does make me very happy to hear you say such things. Thank you very much for your recognition." Kim Tae Hee's smile gradually faded. "However, what I want to warn you is that not only do you overestimate me, you also underestimate Luo."

As he spoke, Jin Taixi stood up slowly, as if stretching, and then moved his fingers, and a smile bloomed on his face again.

He turned his head, looked at Miles Parker, and said: "Captain, and everyone here, I would like to advise you that I am the only one who can evaluate Luo's strength. If I hear someone say something in front of me again, Discussing Luo's strength, no matter what you say is strong or weak, I will take good care of him."

After saying that, Jin Taixi's cold eyes swept across the lounge, and every guy he looked at couldn't help but stand on end. This guy is too dangerous.

"Now, that's it."

Kim Tae Hee returned to his normal appearance again, turned around and walked out of the preparation room.

"This damn Korean!"

After Kim Tae Hee left, Mahomes and Messi quickly cursed.

"Yes, bad roots are hard to get rid of, that's how Koreans are." Bell Strange also said the same thing. "This guy came to play professionally because of his American citizenship. Now that the United States has given him so many things, he has the same attitude towards us Americans."

"Okay." Miles Parker waved his hand. "There is no need to discuss this matter anymore. Let him go, as long as he can win the championship this time."

"However, his attitude makes it difficult for me to continue to be teammates with him." Gilles Ruijsen followed up.

"Be patient a little longer," said Myles Parker. "Teams from all countries know that the team that wins this world championship will get the right to host the next world championship, so almost all teams are working hard. We cannot lose this game."

"So what if I win the right to host the next World Championship? I don't think it will be of any benefit to me." Williams Stringer said. "On the other hand, it's that guy Sphint. I've long disliked him. I'll definitely teach him a lesson later."

"Calm down William." Miles Parker said again. "I've said it all, we need to figure out the primary purpose."

"Our goal here is to win the championship of this world championship. This championship is very important. All countries are staring at this championship. Look at the Chinese team, their performance in the group stage It’s a mess, but in this game, we perfectly restrained the Korean team, which is similar in strength to us. If we continue to have internal divisions, how can we win the championship? "

"What championship honors are none of my business." William Stringer said. "I don't care about this at all. Fighting for the United States? Stop joking and lie to the soldiers. I'm just a human being. I came here because the salary for joining the national team is high. I just Live for myself.”

"Then I'll tell you again using the things you care about." Miles Parker said. "If we win the world championship, the next world championship will be held in the United States, and the American Honor Professional League will definitely publicize it. By then, Honor fans from all over the world will come to our country to spend money. Our country The economy will be improved, and as heroes, we will naturally be able to get more beautiful knives. So, for the sake of the countless beautiful knives you will have in the future, just wait for three more days, okay William? ?”

William Stringer shrugged and said: "That's all I have to do, but I have to repeat, I am doing it for the beauty."

"That's good." Miles Parker finally smiled happily.

"Hey, that's right."

At this time, Linas Fiber spoke again.

"What's the matter? Linas?" Myles Parker asked. "Do you have any question?"

"Oh no no no no, I was watching the game," said Linas Fembel. "I'm just curious, when did these Chinese people become so strong? The Korean team lost before they even started playing. This game lasted only fifteen minutes and fifty-seven seconds, which is considered a world record. Bar."

In fifteen minutes and fifty-seven seconds, the Chinese team defeated the South Korean team, leaving the key to the victory to the next round. (End of chapter)