Su Mucheng, Zheng Xuan.
As players from the same year, even though one was a member of the Golden Generation and the other was a character forgotten by the Golden Generation, they weren't unfamiliar with each other.
As a result, as soon as the match started, Su Mucheng already knew what Zheng Xuan would say in the chat.
"I'm under a lot of pressure!" As a result, she beat him to it.
"What are you doing!" Zheng Xuan wasn't happy. How could she steal his lines like that!
"I'm helping you!" Su Mucheng replied.
"Sigh, even my lines are being stolen. I'm under a lot of pressure!" In the end, Zheng Xuan still said it.
"There's more to come!" Su Mucheng said. Dancing Rain rushed out.
She didn't circle around or hide. She rushed out from the front.
"As expected!" Pan Lin and Li Yibo both yelled.
The two had already started chatting when they were swapping players. Blue Rain only had one player left, and Happy didn't need to be overly cautious at this time. Winning this round boldly and entering the team competition with surging morale was undoubtedly the best choice. Looking at it now, as expected, Su Mucheng was going to do just that.
"It won't be like Mo Fan again, right?" Pan Lin suddenly felt a bit worried after saying "as expected." In the last round, Mo Fan had Deception rush out boldly like this, but as soon as he met his opponent, he slipped away.
"Uh, I … don't think so?" Li Yibo hesitated when he heard this. Su Mucheng wasn't a stranger. They knew her style quite well. But now that she had entered Happy, it was as if she was enveloped in an unfathomable aura. Ye Xiu, Fang Rui, these old faces had all changed classes, so it was reasonable for them to be unexpected. But this Su Mucheng, they hadn't seen her class, her style hadn't changed, and many of her playstyles were directly copied from Excellent Era. Why did it feel like something was different?
"Hmm, let's keep watching." Li Yibo said calmly, not daring to make any rash conclusions.
But this time, Zheng Xuan's Spitfire, Bullet Rain, started acting like a cat the moment he appeared.
"Is Zheng Xuan going to play dirty?" Pan Lin asked. Wretchedness was a style and a school of thought. It existed as a choice in battle. As a pro player, the only thing that existed was whether you liked it or not. If you said you didn't know how to use it, then you wouldn't be professional enough. Zheng Xuan was a veteran who had been around for seven years. Of course, it was impossible for him not to be wretched.
"We're defending the arena, so of course we have to be careful." Li Yibo said.
As the champion, Zheng Xuan still had to face three opponents.
Su Mucheng was the first. Who else would be next? Who could compare to the more wretched Fang Rui? The tiger-like girl, Tang Rou? A bunch of random hooligans? Or could it be their old senior from Blue Rain, Wei Chen?
Zheng Xuan didn't know Wei Chen. He had come to Blue Rain's training camp to train in his third season. At that time, Wei Chen had already retired. Zheng Xuan had heard a few stories about this old senior. He had found Huang Shaotian in the game and brought him back. Yu Wenzhou had inherited Swoksaar, which had originally belonged to him … Every event that had happened when Blue Rain had been founded could not be separated from his name. In their Blue Brook Pavilion guild in the game, in the column of founders, his name would forever be recorded: Swoksaar.
Yes, Swoksaar.
Wei Chen's Swoksaar was not Yu Wenzhou's Swoksaar.
But this old senior, after retiring for seven years, had suddenly returned to this arena.
At first, he had attracted a lot of attention, but his comeback was not like Ye Xiu's. He wasn't the main character on the field, and his opportunities to appear in matches were pitifully few. Gradually, he lost the topic of conversation.
Only Team Blue Rain would still pay attention to their old captain, their old senior.
Would he go on stage?
Zheng Xuan thought, and then suddenly came back to his senses.
F * ck, I was distracted again!
In such a crucial match, Zheng Xuan's thoughts had actually wandered off. Bullet Rain had subconsciously walked a large distance away. Now that he had reacted, he hurriedly observed his surroundings.
"This guy … what's he thinking about again?" Huang Shaotian, who was watching Zheng Xuan's match, said. He was all too familiar with this guy.
"His lack of fighting spirit has always been his biggest problem," Yu Wenzhou sighed.
"Even throwing him into the guard position can't help him completely focus," Huang Shaotian said.
"If only he had Yu Feng's drive," Yu Wenzhou said.
"If that was the case … wouldn't he have left long ago?" Huang Shaotian said. That summer, Hundred Blossoms had sought out Zheng Xuan. Blue Rain knew about it.
"Yeah … so, there's nothing we can do about it," Yu Wenzhou said helplessly.
"If only he could neutralize Yu Feng, that would be great," Huang Shaotian said.
"What would happen then? Would our team have a Blood and Blossoms? "Yu Wenzhou said. The players of the Golden Generation had a deep influence on Blood and Blossoms. The third and fourth seasons were when Blood and Blossoms reached their peak. The Golden Generation had all experienced the baptism of Blood and Blossoms.
"Who knows!" Huang Shaotian said.
This sort of meaningless "if" was the most melancholy thing.
Yu Feng had left because he was too enthusiastic, too focused, too motivated.
Zheng Xuan had stayed because he was too inactive, too lacking in fighting spirit. Staying was good, but his lack of fighting spirit had become a limit to his strength. Zheng Xuan had talent, but because of his lack of fighting spirit, his lack of initiative, his talent, his talent, had never been able to be fully utilized.
His accomplishments shouldn't have stopped here.
This was what many people had said about Zheng Xuan. He had heard it all before, but in the end, he had never been able to raise his spirits. Even in the playoffs, in the group arena, he had been absent-minded. This was Blue Rain. If it had been a strict team like Micrograss, Zheng Xuan probably would have been kicked out a long time ago.
Blue Rain was a strange team. They could accommodate all sorts of strange players. Huang Shaotian, this talkative opportunist. Yu Wenzhou, this Master Tactician whose hand speed wasn't up to par. Song Xiao, this Mister Clutch who only showed his strength in the playoffs. Lu Hanwen, this 14 year old youth who dared to fight and kill. There was also Yu Feng, who had already left, this perfectionist who wasn't happy even after winning the championship. He wanted to be the core of the team to win the championship. Lin Feng, who had gone to Wind Howl, was also a non-mainstream Battle Thief. And then there was Zheng Xuan, a … competitive player who lacked fighting spirit.
Blue Rain was this sort of gathering camp for unique players. And every player seemed to be able to find a suitable place for themselves here.
Someone had once thought of this.
If Huang Shaotian didn't type and focused all of his hand speed on his mechanics.
If Yu Wenzhou's hand speed was up to par, or even higher.
If Song Xiao could perform as well in the regular season as he did in the playoffs.
If Yu Feng didn't pursue perfection and leave.
If Zheng Xuan was a player with high fighting spirit who always gave his all.
How strong would this Blue Rain be?
Blue Rain was this sort of team full of flaws and beauty. But on the professional stage, they were as determined as any other team to advance. Right now, Zheng Xuan, who lacked fighting spirit, had become the key to their group arena. Waiting for him were three opponents, two of which were All-Stars, and this season's Best Rookie, and so on and so forth.
The road ahead was full of thorns. Just like Zheng Xuan's catchphrase, the pressure was as great as a mountain.
But even though he said that, in the face of this kind of pressure, he faced it head-on. He lacked fighting spirit, but he was still forcing himself to be spirited.
Bullet Rain circled around from the flank. By the time he entered the stage, Blue Rain had already seen through the ambush points on both sides. It was as if Zheng Xuan was playing on a home map, skillfully finding a suitable position for him to launch a sneak attack.
Then, he gradually heard footsteps. Dancing Rain was beginning to close in on him.
When he thought of how after beating this one, there would be another one. After beating the next one, there would be another one …
What a headache!
Zheng Xuan bared his teeth.
"The pressure is as great as a mountain!" He repeated it again. Bullet Rain, attack!
"The pressure is as great as a mountain!"
When Zheng Xuan repeated his catchphrase for the last time, his Bullet Rain had already fallen. Right now, his opponent wasn't Su Mucheng and her Dancing Rain, but Fang Rui and his Hai Wuliang.
Zheng Xuan won this round.
Using all his strength, he defeated Su Mucheng.
But then, he still wasn't able to defeat Fang Rui.
The group arena ended. In the end, Happy led 5 to 3. With a two-point lead, they entered the team competition.
"1v2 is my limit. There's no way I can continue." After Zheng Xuan came down from the stage, he shrugged and said to his teammates.
"1v2 …" Huang Shaotian's mouth twitched. "You really have the nerve to count Deception in your hands?"
"I didn't count it. The rules counted it," Zheng Xuan said confidently.
"Okay, this kind of result isn't unacceptable," Yu Wenzhou said calmly.
In the team competition, it was extremely difficult to fight to the point where only one person was left alive. It wasn't much of a difference if two people were left alive. Usually, after both sides lost their sixth player, the side that gained the numbers advantage would often win in one go. In the team competition, it was normal for three or four people to win. In fact, it was more common to see five people survive than two people survive. After the new playoffs format came out, each team had done their own calculations and used the data as a basis.
However, because of the current format, there was no need to worry. Therefore, one thing to take note of was whether or not the other party would fully utilize this advantage once they had a two-point advantage.
This kind of strategy had never been used before. It had only been used in last season's playoffs, but there hadn't been any examples of it. Both sides could only guess based on their experience.
And in the current playoffs, there was more time to rest between the group arena and the team competition. It seemed that this was to allow each team to formulate a strategy for the team competition based on the number of people in the group arena.
What would Happy's team do?
Yu Wenzhou looked towards Happy's side. Because they had played well in the group arena, Team Happy's morale was at an all-time high. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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