Blade's face turned pale the moment he saw the lanky man in the black trench coat.
The man did not look at Blade. Instead, he stared indifferently at the spectator's screen on the wall. He looked at the eye-catching blue "Victory" emblem and the purple crystal of the base that had exploded into ruins. He seemed to have glanced at the data panel of the two heroes at the bottom of the screen, but there was no change in his reaction.
But the more it was like this, the paler the face of the Crown team's ace ADC became.
Even when the two players shook hands with each other to show their friendliness, Blade still looked absent-minded.
Nian Thirteen did not notice this.
After shaking hands with his opponent in the mock match, he immediately left the stage in high spirits and ran to Lin Feng and the others. He was beaming with joy.
"Hey, how was it?"
"Is my Kazik good enough?"
"Hahahaha, I knew Crown only has one AD core. I've already prepared two strategies for the opening at the bottom lane. I can't kill him!"
As he spoke, he suddenly noticed Number Five and Number Three. His eyes widened in surprise.
"Senior Number Five and Number Three are here too?"
"Are you here to watch this mock match? Ah, it's such an honor, such an honor! I didn't play very well just now. I hope the two seniors can give me some advice … "
In an instant, his expression changed to one of humility.
Number Five could not help but cover his mouth and smile.
"You don't have to be so humble."
"Your Mantis played very well this round. You managed to defeat the opponent."
Nian Thirteen was even happier when he received praise from Number Five. He grinned from ear to ear. "Ahahaha, you're flattering me … I just played as usual …"
Number Three raised his eyebrows and smiled faintly.
"Bullet and I just arrived, so we didn't see your match."
"But … you took down Bullet's number one disciple in twenty minutes. You're really something, kid."
Nian Thirteen, who was in a happy mood, subconsciously ignored some of the words in Number Three's words. But when he heard it, he was delighted.
"Oh, Senior Number Three, you weren't here just now?"
"What a pity!"
"This time, I used Mantis's Level 2 Early Stage Grab Routine. With two consecutive grabs, I completely destroyed the Blade Cop's rhythm."
"Of course, in the middle and later stages, that guy also had some skills. He forced himself to develop, but it's useless. We're not going to fight head-on with Crown. We'll just find an opportunity to target him. Policewoman can do it alone."
"In the middle and later stages, that kid's policewoman didn't even have the slightest bit of room to play. She was so sullen, hahahaha —"
Number Three nodded approvingly as he listened to Nian Thirteen's bragging.
"Not bad."
"Looks like you've done quite well this time. Don't just say that to me, his master is right next to him. Come, describe it to that guy again —"
Nian Thirteen had yet to react.
"Ah?"
"Master? What master? Who is it? "
Someone at the side couldn't stand it anymore and came over to remind him, "Hey, I say, don't say so much … Trouble comes from the mouth."
"What's wrong with saying a few words?" Nian Thirteen was still full of righteousness. "What I said is the truth. Blade's policewoman was indeed destroyed by me. Why can't I tell you the truth?! — "
Then, he saw a man in a black trench coat walking over.
Number Three's lips curled up as he waved.
"Hey, Bullet."
Huh?
Finally.
Suddenly, he heard something.
Nian Thirteen looked up and was stunned to see the legendary figure from the previous generation of North America walking over. His cheerful laughter stopped abruptly, and his face turned green.
"Senior Bullet?!"
Finally realizing the problem, the Assassin Squad's Seven Ace jungler covered his mouth. He didn't even care that Bullet didn't understand what he said in Chinese. He was afraid that his mouth wouldn't listen to him and he would offend the senior in front of him.
Bullet didn't care about Nian Thirteen's reaction. He just glanced at Number Five, Lin Feng, Tang Bingyao, and the others. He then nodded at Number Five and said indifferently,
"Excuse me."
Number Five smiled and waved his hand.
"It's not that bad."
"You and Number Three only came to see the end of the match, but I watched the whole match from the beginning. The Crown team played well. Blade's policewoman … is a little like you."
Bullet's words were meant to smooth things over. Lin Feng and the others nodded. Nian Thirteen was nodding his head so hard that he wanted to prove to the North American legend that Blade was really showing off and that his jungler was just lucky to win.
However, when Bullet heard those words, he only showed a mocking expression on his face. He looked at the electronic spectator screen on the wall again and said indifferently, "I'm sorry, but I didn't say anything.
"Back then … I wouldn't have lost so easily."
Number Five was familiar with the character and temper of his old friend and rival. He shook his head helplessly.
"You, you're still too harsh on the disciples you've brought up."
Number Three's mouth curved into a playful smile. He said in a leisurely tone,
"Hey, Little Wu's right."
"I say, you can't put all the blame on Blade right from the start. From what I see, Policewoman should be a very good carry."
"Thirteen also said that he was too harsh on Blade this time. He can't say that it's all Blade's fault."
Nian Thirteen's face turned from green to green. He wanted to cry but had no tears. He wanted to die.
"Senior Number Three, please don't mention me now …"
On the other hand, Bullet was still unmoved. He coldly said, "Let's go.
He said coldly, "Being targeted … isn't a reason to lose.
No matter how you explain it, it's just an excuse. You're just too weak. "
Bullet turned to look at Tang Bingyao. His expression softened a little, but he still spoke in a lecturing tone.
"There's no value in watching this match."
"This kind of policewoman … isn't what you should learn from now on. At most, you can use her as a negative example."
"What I want to teach you and what I hope you can achieve in the future is not something that can't be shown in public."
Tang Bingyao was at a loss for words. She didn't know what to say for a while. She could only nod hesitantly.
After the lecture, Bullet's expression returned to normal.
"It's good that you remember. I still have something to do here, so I'll leave first. I'll come back later and continue with yesterday's training."
Then he turned his head and waved at Number Three and Number Five as a greeting. Without saying anything more, he turned around and left.
From start to finish.
Seriously.
He didn't even look at his disciple in the eye.
*****
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