Chapter 900 Withered
There are three main purposes for Qin Fan to bring them to watch the game this time: first, to let them feel the atmosphere on the field and get used to it in advance, so as to avoid discomfort when the game starts the day after tomorrow.

Second, let them see the strength of their main opponents. They must have an idea of ​​the difference in strength between the enemy and us. Although those professional veterans may not use their full strength in this game, they must at least have eight points of strength, which is enough for these families. The children saw the gap between them and the enemy.

The third is to let them feel the difference between official competitions and their usual private competitions.

The biggest difference between official competitions and private competitions is the competition system and rules. No matter which game it is, whoever can adapt to the competition system and rules first, or even use the competition system and rules, is the boss.

In addition to the competition system and rules, it is the competition environment, competition mode, etc. These are small problems compared with the competition system and rules.

Of the 91 teams, there are nearly 400 members of the official players alone. With so many people, there will be endless rounds in one day.

The normal schedule is three days. The 91 teams are drawn by lottery and divided into three parts: Group A, Group B, and Group C. For three days, the three groups will take turns to fight against each other. The ranking of the highest points in each group will be determined. Top 32.

Interestingly, most of the groups A and B were yellow-skinned Chinese, and only one team was white.

But in Group C, most of them are white teams.

If there is no secret operation, even Qin Fan himself does not believe it...

From the moment these people stepped into the territory of China, this match was no longer a simple competitive match. It was a arena where they wrestled each other's arms and watched each other's jokes.

You come to disgust me, okay, then I will disgust you too.

You send people to secretly make trouble, okay, then I will let your people kill each other.

You have twenty teams, but at most ten teams can make it out of the siege. You decide whether to chop off your arms or your legs.

But what Qin Fan finds interesting is that Shangcai's team was also divided into Group C...

Qin Fan had already seen Shangcai's group of people with dark faces, followed by group C to play.

What made Qin Fan smile even more was that Hang Ye and Z God's team were also in Group C. This time, the match was worth watching.

Seeing Group C and Group B go backstage, Qin Fan also greeted the young patriarchs and left.

After all, he is also a student of Shangcai, so he can't see that Shangcai's team can't even make it to the top 64 in the country.

Moreover, he hadn't seen Hang Ye for a long time, so he just took the opportunity to find out what he said.

Liang Xuan walked all the way to the backstage of the arena with a dark face, and said in a deep voice, "Splitting into a group with a group of world-class professional players, how the hell do you fight?""

"What? Professional players? How can there be professional players?" Vice President Zhou said in a dazed expression when he heard them come down.

With a bitter face, Liang Xuan pouted his chin at the group of white players in front of him and said, "Hey, that bunch of white players are all the world's top and long-established veterans."

Vice President Zhou followed Liang Xuan's gaze and looked at each of them, but he didn't recognize any of them as professional players...

He is different from Liang Xuan. Liang Xuan has been playing FPS games for seven or eight years. Although he didn't recognize these people when he first met them, he can at least recognize one or two of them. After a search, all the memories that have been dusty for many years have been dug out.

(End of this chapter)

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