He hadn't even appeared yet, but the mockery had already begun. This stab at Zhang Jiale was especially vicious. Even the staff members at the side couldn't bear to watch.
However, the members of Tyranny had been dealing with Ye Xiu for far too long, so they knew him very well. With Zhang Jiale being so annoying, it would be strange if Ye Xiu didn't stab him in the back. As a result, even though Zhang Jiale expressed his anger, the members of Tyranny weren't too affected. They were all familiar with each other, so even if they were full of bad intentions, they would just treat it as a sarcastic remark between bad friends. For example, when Ye Xiu stabbed him in the back, some members of Tyranny almost laughed. For example, Lin Jingyan.
"Cough!" Lin Jingyan saw Zhang Jiale turn his head to look at him, so he coughed and pushed up his glasses to hide his expression.
"When did you become short-sighted?" He was talking to Fang Rui. Even though Fang Rui hadn't been around as long as them, he was Lin Jingyan's partner back in the day, so they were naturally more familiar with each other.
"It's flat," Lin Jingyan said after pushing up his glasses again.
"Are you trying to act like a gentleman?" Fang Rui said.
"It's not bad, right?" Lin Jingyan seemed to be quite satisfied with his new decoration. Then, he heard Fang Rui say from behind him: "You're a Brawler. What kind of Brawler wears glasses to act like a gentleman?"
Baozi. Only Baozi would have such strict standards for Brawlers.
"My character's class is a Brawler. Thank you," Lin Jingyan said gloomily to Baozi behind him.
"You don't like Brawlers? Then why did you choose him? "Baozi said.
"I … …" Lin Jingyan couldn't explain it at all. This Baozi insisted on equating the professional hooligans in the game with the hooligans in real life. Alright, the Brawler class was indeed very similar to the style of street thugs, but this was still a completely different matter, okay? Does this job have to be in the style of a street thug?
Lin Jingyan looked at Baozi through his glasses. He was even more speechless. This person is really practicing what he preaches! This hairstyle, this temperament, this outfit, if he were to be thrown to the side of the road, people would definitely think that he was a hooligan! And … he was a handsome little hooligan.
"Hehe …" Other than laughing dryly, Lin Jingyan didn't know what to say. Happy's trash talk had its effect in the end. It didn't come from the veteran Ye Xiu, but from the rookie Baozi.
Fortunately, it was finally time to enter the arena.
Ye Xiu, Han Wenqing...
When the two captains shook hands on behalf of the two teams in the middle of the field, the stadium burst into warm applause.
Ten years!
The two had both stood at the pinnacle of Glory. They had both experienced ups and downs. Now that ten years had passed, they were still standing on this stage, still standing on this field, still facing each other with equal harshness.
No matter if it was love or hate, no one could erase their respect for these two. After shaking hands who knew how many times, when it was time for the showdown, whether it was Happy's fans, Tyranny's fans, or former Excellent Era's fans, they all clapped.
But soon, after the applause … …
"F * ck him to death!!"
Such cruel and vulgar words immediately reverberated throughout the Xiaoshan Stadium. Respect had been shown, so now it was time to show their stance.
The two had faced each other for ten years, and the fans behind them had also faced each other for ten years. Even without the background of the two teams, just these two names were enough to support a glorious farce.
The atmosphere in the stadium was instantly ignited. The two teams shook hands and greeted each other in the midst of the commotion. After that, the contestants left the stage and returned to their seats. Ye Xiu remained on the stage by himself.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!" They knew all too well what this meant. This meant that Ye Xiu was still going to be the vanguard. From the second round of the regular season to the second round of the playoffs, he had always been the vanguard and had never lost a single one-on-one match.
Thirty-seven?
The loyal fans no longer approved of this winning streak.
It should be 39!
There was no single player competition in the playoffs. If it was a group arena, they couldn't expect someone to fight one against five, right? As a result, his two consecutive victories over the other team's head coach had already been included in the discussion. Quite a few people were emphasizing that Ye Xiu's winning streak was no longer 37, but 39.
And now, for the 40th time, Ye Xiu would be the vanguard, so there was no need for any suspense. After making his appearance before the match, he stayed on the stage and strolled around leisurely.
If this was in the past, this would have been an extremely precious moment. Ye Xiu would never make an appearance like this in the past. He would always hide it well. But now, it had already been a season. That mysterious feeling from before had long been destroyed. Now that he was strolling around the stage, it seemed to everyone that he was provoking Tyranny, right?
I'm right here. Who wants to come?
"Who wants to come?" Happy's fans knew how to join in the fun and immediately helped to shout out.
"Han Wenqing. Do you dare to come?" someone shouted. If they weren't Happy's fans who had transitioned from the Excellent Era, then in theory, they wouldn't have any personal grudges against Han Wenqing. But at least they knew about the countless conflicts between Han Wenqing and Ye Xiu, so of course they wouldn't hesitate to help their captain provoke Ye Xiu at a time like this.
This topic was, of course, very welcomed by everyone. So very quickly, the entire venue started to help Ye Xiu challenge Han Wenqing.
Tyranny's fans couldn't fight back.
Because this player's appearance had been decided beforehand. If Han Wenqing hadn't been sent out, then it wouldn't have been possible for Han Wenqing to go on stage just because the entire venue was calling for him to fight.
But … Happy's first player would be Ye Xiu. This should be a very transparent matter, right? Would Tyranny avoid a duel like this?
No way!
Of course not.
This was Tyranny. This was their captain, Han Wenqing. He knew that the person standing in front of him was Ye Xiu. Would he back down?
What a joke.
Thinking up to this point, Tyranny's fans suddenly became confident. And so, they also started calling for Han Wenqing to go on stage.
Until the big screen flashed with the name of Tyranny's first player. Until Tyranny's first player stepped forward.
The venue was silent for a moment. Then, Happy's fans erupted in crazy taunts. As for Tyranny's fans? They were really silent.
Tyranny's first player: Qin Muyun. Character: Sharpshooter Negative Nine Degrees.
Han Wenqing actually backed down? Even though he knew that Happy's first player would be Ye Xiu, he actually didn't step forward to fight against Ye Xiu. Instead, he gave the opportunity to Qin Muyun, Team Tyranny's most transparent main player?
The audience was astonished. The commentators, Pan Lin and Li Yibo, were also astonished.
This was completely out of their expectations. Pan Lin and Li Yibo had just said that Happy's first player was the same. Now that Ye Xiu's first player was the same, in this round, Ye Xiu would probably have to fight against Han Wenqing a few times.
"Best of three. This might be the answer to the ten-year rivalry." Pan Lin added a footnote to this match. But unexpectedly, Han Wenqing didn't fight.
"This …" The first thing that came to their minds was whether Han Wenqing was injured and wouldn't be able to fight in today's matches. But then they thought about it. He was still playing well in the last round. How could he be injured and not be able to fight in these few days? How could Tyranny be so unlucky!
They looked at each other. The two of them didn't know how to explain this at all. The television broadcast ignored Qin Muyun and focused on Han Wenqing.
And this captain of Tyranny just sat in his seat with a cold expression, watching his player walk onto the stage. There wasn't any strange emotion on his face.
The match hadn't even started yet. Just the arrangement of the players was already extremely surprising to everyone. This was really not in line with everyone's understanding. And this understanding had been formed over the past ten years.
Among the people who were surprised was Ye Xiu.
The television broadcast didn't let him go either. They desperately focused on his close-up, trying to capture his reaction when Tyranny wasn't Han Wenqing.
Ye Xiu was indeed a little surprised and a little shocked. He glanced over at Han Wenqing, who was sitting at Tyranny's player area, but casually smiled.
Was he mocking him?
Those who saw this scene immediately began to analyze Ye Xiu's smile.
It wasn't mocking him.
This smile looked more like understanding, like relief.
When it appeared alongside Han Wenqing's expression, this feeling became even stronger.
After shaking hands with Qin Muyun, Ye Xiu had already returned to the player area to prepare for the match. Everyone was still discussing Han Wenqing's absence. Poor Qin Muyun was completely ignored.
"Han Wenqing isn't playing as the main player against Ye Xiu. Are you watching?"
Huang Shaotian had come to watch the match. With his connections, it wasn't hard for him to get a VIP room with the best seats. He couldn't sit in the crowd. After all, he was still a top star in Glory. After seeing Tyranny's appearance, Huang Shaotian sent a message.
"I'm watching," the reply came from Yu Wenzhou.
"What do you think he wants?" Huang Shaotian immediately replied.
"Retreat," Yu Wenzhou replied.
Everyone was a high-level player and had a tacit understanding between them. There wasn't much to say.
Retreat.
The thing that Han Wenqing didn't understand all this while was giving in. But now, he had made this choice. Was this yielding? Was this compromising?
No, that was impossible.
If Han Wenqing could yield, compromise, then who knew how many people's worldview would crumble.
Han Wenqing was changing. In the twilight years of his career, he was adjusting himself for that goal. This could be seen quite a bit from this season's regular season.
Retreat wasn't compromise, and it certainly wasn't surrender.
Retreat was a type of wisdom, a wisdom that Han Wenqing had understood in the past, but he hadn't been willing to choose. But this time, he had chosen to do it. And now, this was just his appearance. If Han Wenqing chose to retreat during the match, what kind of performance would he bring?
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