Wang Yu and his wife had just moved from being able to live comfortably, so they didn't have much to pack. They just took a few clothes and left the house.
Since Li Xue and the others were in the game, they didn't have time to inform them.
Wang Yu's house was a bit far from L City, but L City's transportation was very convenient. There was still a train back in the afternoon.
After the two got in the car, Wang Yu didn't have anything on his mind. He looked calm as if he was on a vacation. Mu Zixian, on the other hand, was extremely nervous. She was suddenly pulled home by Wang Yu. Mu Zixian was not prepared at all.
It should be known that Mu Zixian and Wang Yu weren't in a proper relationship. Instead, they had gotten married after abducting Wang Yu … Under such circumstances, it was extremely awkward to follow Wang Yu home to meet her family.
It couldn't be helped. No matter how ugly a daughter-in-law was, she had to meet her parents-in-law. A marriage without the blessings of parents was not perfect.
On the way, Mu Zixian took out a small mirror and looked around. She would touch up her makeup from time to time, afraid that she would leave a bad impression on Wang Yu's parents … Unfortunately, this girl's makeup skills were terrible. In a moment of desperation, she almost changed her appearance beyond recognition.
"What are you doing? How did you end up like this? "Wang Yu, who was looking around at the scenery, turned around and was shocked to see Mu Zixian in this state.
"Don't I look good?" Mu Zixian pouted and took out her lipstick.
Wang Yu covered his face and cried. "You look like a monster. Go wash up."
"You bastard!!" Mu Zixian laughed and punched Wang Yu.
The train was still eight hours away. With nothing to do, Wang Yu took out Mu Zixian's tablet and the two of them browsed the Rebirth forum.
There were many posts on the forum as usual, but this time, the most popular topic was about the Pro League.
In the past, the Pro League would be ranked within the season to accumulate points. As long as their points reached a certain level, they could sign up for the competition.
This was the norm in the competitive circle. Rebirth was no exception.
Most guilds had already started accumulating points the moment the arena opened. However, Quanzhen had only decided to participate in the competition two days ago, so they currently had zero points …
There were less than two months left until the Pro League. With Quan Zhen School's lazy attitude toward Tournament Points, it would be impossible for them to gather enough points.
However, "Rebirth" still took great care of grassroots teams. Other than the arena, there was also a team selection tournament.
The threshold for team preliminaries was very low. As long as it was a team, they could sign up. This move of Longteng Company was appreciated by most players.
For a long time, the professional league had been exclusive to the players of the big guilds. Grassroots players had never had a chance. The Soaring Dragon Company was undoubtedly giving everyone a chance by doing this.
Of course, the Soaring Dragon Company and the players understood that there was still a big gap between the grassroots players and the rich and powerful guilds. Even if they were given a chance, they would only be able to quench their thirst at the sight of plum blossoms. However, what everyone wanted was an equal attitude.
At this time, the forums were filled with people posting flags, saying that if any team didn't win, they would livestream themselves eating sh * t, or analyzing the odds of winning this match, or arguing with their idols for more than ten pages. It was very lively.
However, most of the posts were from teams looking for teammates …
They couldn't even find a team in their own main city, which showed how strong these players were. However, the professional league was a national sport, not exclusive to the big guilds. Winning or not, it was important for everyone to participate.
What successfully attracted Wang Yu's attention was an official post about the team preliminaries and the professional league.
The specific time of the preliminaries had been released. There were less than ten days from now, and the registration deadline was actually the day before the preliminaries.
This time, the preliminaries were divided into fifteen divisions according to the main city area. Naturally, Wang Yu's team was in the seventh division.
Like the arena, the competition was divided into three systems: individual competition, wheel competition, and team competition. The limit of each team was twelve people, and the maximum number of players was ten.
The champion team of each division would be qualified to participate in the knockout round with the thirty-five teams on the battlefield ranking.
The top twenty teams of the knockout round could participate in the national league, and the top four teams of the national league could represent China in the regional preliminaries.
Currently, Rebirth was divided into three main divisions: Asia, Europe, and the Americas.
Each division was further divided into regions and servers according to the country. For example, countries like Korea and Japan had their own division. However, there were many Chinese players, and the national server in the Asia division was divided into fifteen divisions.
The top two teams of the regional preliminaries would be qualified to participate in the international league. The winning team would be the world champion, the true number one in the world.
After reading the post, Wang Yu said to Mu Zixian thoughtfully, "I only looked at the competition system, but I can already feel the strong smell of gunpowder."
"Of course, the competition has always been the cruelest," Mu Zixian said.
"Then, do you think we have any hope?" Wang Yu asked Mu Zixian.
Mu Zixian did not answer Wang Yu directly, but said to Wang Yu, "Before Rebirth, Longteng Company also had a grassroots team preliminaries for a competitive game. Just like now, there were fifteen teams."
"Oh? What's the result? "Wang Yu asked.
"Fifteen grassroots teams, none of them survived the first round of the knockout round …" Mu Zixian said, "Professional players absolutely suppressed amateurs in terms of strength and tactics …"
Indeed, there were two types of truly capable players. The first type was those who were capable and ambitious. These types of players were motivated by fame and fortune. Professional teams all had the support of large corporations, so no one would complain about money. The vast majority of capable players were of this type.
There was another type of people who were capable but had no ambition. People like Wuji and the others had their own careers and played games for fun. These people didn't have much ambition and weren't short of money. They weren't interested in esports competitions or anything like that.
Although there were few of them, they would never play esports …
Once these two types of players were eliminated, the ones who were ambitious but not capable would be left behind.
Therefore, no matter how strong the grassroots teams were, they would still be left behind after being eliminated.
These grassroots players were innately inferior to professional players, not to mention in the future. Professional teams had the support of guilds and funds, while grassroots teams were self-sufficient. The difference was so big that the author could not bear to mention it …
If they wanted to win when they were innately inferior, they would have to be extremely lucky … After all, they were not the main characters.
"If that's the case, then our team isn't that optimistic." Wang Yu rubbed his chin.
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