"Bang!"
Yin Lao Er was sent flying like a baseball.
"Rising Formation!"
Shura took out a talisman with his left hand and slapped it on the ground. A black magic formation appeared under Yin Lao Er's feet, and Yin Lao Er was once again launched into the air.
"Skyfall Hammer!"
Shura leaped high and smashed the giant hammer in his hand onto Yin Lao Er's head.
Paladins had the highest priority out of all the classes. Once a Guardian Knight's combo was used, it would truly be impossible to escape.
Even with Yin Lao Er's high defense and health, he couldn't even raise his shield in front of Shura.
Shura's attack power was average, and Yin Lao Er was extremely durable. The two fought for a full ten minutes before Yin Lao Er was knocked out of the ring.
In the second match, Underworld finally recovered with a score of 5: 3.
Although the motley crew lost, it also showed the audience that a motley crew wasn't truly a motley crew. Amateurs also had strength.
Disregarding everything else, a group of ordinary players was evenly matched with a famous expert in the industry. Moreover, they were currently leading by two points. This kind of result was enough to make everyone look at them in a different light.
Especially the experts of the major teams, at this moment, they had completely regarded the motley crew as an imaginary enemy.
Two ferocious fighters of unfathomable power who looked like twins.
An archer who was better at close combat than an assassin.
A shameless and despicable Priest, a wretched Warlock who could summon imps and predict invincible opponents.
A brat with dirty moves, and finally, a table tennis expert who could take a beating …
Everyone in this combination was not easy to deal with, and it was hard to not be on guard against them.
Other opponents could be predicted with common sense, but this group of people might not be able to control the tempo. Unexpectedly, the waters of the first Pro League in Rebirth were so deep.
…
As usual, after the second match, both teams continued to rest.
After returning to the resting room, Wuji crossed his legs and drank from his teacup, his expression relaxed and relaxed.
Bao San could not help but remind him, "We only have a two-point advantage now. Have you thought about how you're going to play the next round?"
A two-point advantage wasn't considered much in the Pro League. After all, the last match was a team battle. With the cooperation between pro experts that had been honed for many years, it wasn't impossible for them to win with zero losses.
No matter what was said or done, Netherworld King was still a famous professional team. If they didn't prepare ahead of time, it would be shameful for them to fail at the last minute.
"Improvise, you hear me?!" Wuji said proudly, "But we don't have to be nervous this time, because their biggest threat in the third round is no longer a threat."
"The greatest threat? What's that? "Wang Yu asked in confusion. In Wang Yu's eyes, there was no one who could pose a threat to him.
The others were also confused. In their eyes, everyone from the Netherworld King Realm was a threat.
"Hehe!" Wuji snickered. "What do you think the Netherworld King Team lacks the most?"
"Could it be the Mind's Eye?" Mingdu said.
"Almost!" Wuji laughed. "What they lack the most is tactics! But now … hmph hmph! With Rapid Thunder Sword's meager skills, they won't be able to subdue this group of experts. "
Quanzhen: "Oh …"
…
Indeed, the stronger a person was, the more arrogant they were. The more honest a person was, the more arrogant they were.
The people from Netherworld King Realm were all famous experts. Normally, they had their eyes on the top of their heads. Besides Grim Reaper's Left Hand, these guys had never submitted to anyone else. Grim Reaper's Left Hand's eyes grew on the top of his head, and he didn't put anyone in his eyes.
This was also the reason why their entire team was lacking in tactics.
Grim Reaper's Left Hand's word was law, and everyone else obeyed him unconditionally. Naturally, the team's style would be as straightforward as Grim Reaper's Left Hand's personality.
Although Rapid Thunder Sword had tactical thinking, this guy came out of nowhere and acted like he was the best in the world. This kind of guy definitely wouldn't be able to integrate into the Netherworld King Realm team.
Originally, if Rapid Thunder Sword had an outstanding battle record, everyone might give him some face. But now, Rapid Thunder Sword's battle record against Quanzhen's team was zero. Of course, this guy who didn't have much prestige in the team had no right to speak.
All this while, Wuji had been worried that Rapid Thunder Sword would change Netherworld King Realm's tactical style. But after two matches, it didn't matter much if Netherworld King Realm had Rapid Thunder Sword or not.
…
Just as Wuji said, at this time, in the Netherworld King Realm team's lounge, Grim Reaper's Left Hand was arranging tactics. Their tactical core, Rapid Thunder Sword, was squeezed in the corner and couldn't even speak.
After Grim Reaper's Left Hand finished explaining his tactics, Rapid Thunder Sword interrupted, "Now that our score is behind Quanzhen, we should adopt a deeper level of tactics and make full use of the terrain …"
"What do you know!"
In the end, before Rapid Thunder Sword could finish, he was rudely interrupted.
Rapid Thunder Sword anxiously roared, "You guys keep losing because you don't know tactics!"
As the saying goes, don't hit people in the face, don't expose people's shortcomings. The Netherworld King Realm team had been losing for three years in a row, so this topic was very taboo. Rapid Thunder Sword, this kid, actually touched it and exposed their shortcomings in front of these guys. Naturally, these guys wouldn't be polite.
So everyone ridiculed, "Yeah, no matter how we lose, we can still win a match. Master Tactician, can you explain why you were beaten to the ground by an amateur?"
"I …"
Rapid Thunder Sword was speechless. Just as he was about to say something, Grim Reaper's Right Hand, who had always been at odds with him, said, "Brother Thunder, look at you. Have you thought about how to complain to the boss?"
"Hmph!" Rapid Thunder Sword coldly snorted. "It's good that you know!"
These arrogant guys from Netherworld King Realm were not the kind of people who would listen to others because of money. It would have been fine if Rapid Thunder Sword did not say this, but once he said this, it directly aroused everyone's anger.
Grim Reaper's Left Hand frowned and said, "Our Netherworld King Realm team has been around for so long, but this is the only year that we have a sponsor. It's not that we aren't used to hard times. Go and talk to the boss. At most, he will pay the penalty fee and we will continue to be carefree."
"Boss, well said!" The others applauded and once again showed a look of worship to Grim Reaper's Left Hand.
"This … I didn't mean that!"
Hearing this, Rapid Thunder Sword was speechless. It seemed that the misunderstanding between him and these guys could not be cleared.
"Hmph!" Grim Reaper's Left Hand coldly snorted and said, "If that's not what you mean, then stand aside. Don't go on the next match! It's still better for us brothers to cooperate! "
"I …"
Rapid Thunder Sword completely collapsed.
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