"… The international competition is about to begin. This time, I have invited a few captains and contestants to do a simple pre-competition interview."
The video was taken at Han Xiao's stronghold in Juberly Hub. Four professional players sat on the sofa and were being interviewed by Pork Bun. The four of them were King Admiral, Hao Tian, Li Ge, Mad Blade, and Furious Sword. They were all captains or contestants of the individual competition. SnowFlower, who was originally second in the individual competition, did not join Han Xiao's Galactic Squad and was still playing in the mud on Blue Star, so he was not included in the interview.
The four of them greeted the camera and then entered the normal interview process. Pork Bun seemed to have transformed into the host of the Galaxy Times. His back was as straight as a pencil, and he sat in a serious manner. However, no matter how formal his posture was, it could not hide the cheap vibe that he was exuding from inside out.
The interview was all normal questions, such as whether they were confident, what preparations they had made, and what their expected ranking was. Ask them if they were confident. Try saying 'no' in front of a large audience? Do you still want to keep the club open?
What preparations did they make? Who would reveal such team secrets to you? If my opponent sees it, I'll be half the scapegoat, and half of it will be mine!
Expected ranking? Which club did not say that they wanted to be the champion? Even if their target was only the top eight or the top four, they could not lose in terms of dignity. Professional players who did not aim to be the champion were not good cooks!
The four professional players answered these kinds of questions very smoothly. After asking these questions, Bun-Hit-Dog began to talk nonsense with the four of them. In this kind of informal interview, the topics could be more casual. Bun-Hit-Dog threw out the experts and teams from other countries for everyone to evaluate. The atmosphere was harmonious.
"Who do you think is the strongest opponent in this competition?" Pork Bun asked.
Li Ge pondered and said, "France's Tulip Club, America's Devil, TS Thunder Snake, and Key, England's Rose Knight, Japan's Hydra, Korea's Kimchi, and so on. I am looking forward to practicing with these experts. Although the opponents are very strong, I am confident."
These teams were all famous big shots in their respective countries, and their statuses in their respective countries were the same as the Four Big Clans in China.
Pork Bun nodded and looked at the other three. "Do you guys have any opponents that you value?"
Kings, Generals, and Ministers: "No."
Hao Tian said, "My only opponent is myself."
Frenzied Sword glanced at the two gods beside him and gulped. "I … I think what Li Ge said is pretty good," he said carefully.
Haotian and Wang Hou Jiang glanced at him, their eyes full of disappointment. Mad Blade shrank his neck under their stares.
Li Ge had a stiff smile on his face. In his heart, he wanted to take off his shoes and slap the two captains' faces. Do you think I can't tell?
While they were happily interviewing each other, the bullet screen was filled with complaints.
Key of Solomon quickly watched the interview from China and switched to the interview videos from other countries.
In France, the captain of the Tulips team, Lost Angel, was being interviewed.
"… You asked me which opponent I value? Hmm … the three Chinese teams. They are strong opponents. Most of the teams should think so. Haha, and Wang Hou Jiang and I are old rivals. "
Lost Angel was an old general. His voice was warm, and he answered with a smile.
Key of Solomon watched the interview programs from other countries. When the host asked about the opponents they valued, China's name would definitely be on the list. All the teams valued China's teams greatly.
The level of the Chinese clubs was not bad, and they could be ranked in the top, but this was the first time they were targeted by all the teams. This attention came from their opportunity. China was the only place where participating players had entered the galaxy in advance. These foreign clubs had been paying attention to the experience of the Chinese players in Black Star and saw them as strong opponents.
After exiting the forum, Key of Solomon looked at his teammates in the room and said calmly, "It seems that the other teams have the same thoughts as us. The Chinese teams are troublesome."
Outside the house was the land covered in snow and ice. As far as the eye could see, there were Devil Nest military camps scattered everywhere. From time to time, there would be Devil Army wandering on the land. This house was also a military camp. The few players, including Key of Solomon, all looked like Devils. The race on the interface information was Juvenile Devils. They were more than two meters tall, had short horns on their heads, a tail behind them, thick legs with anti-joints, and black Devil scales on their bodies. They were fully armed with armor and weapons. Although their faces were ferocious, there were still some human silhouettes. They looked different and could be distinguished.
This was the base planet that the American clubs had chosen. It was one of the planets where the Extinguish Army was stationed — Winter Frost Planet! These people were the professional players of the Key Club, and they were all very famous.
Poor Electrolux, who was far away in Blue Star, was a retired player of the Key Club. The Key Club was very passionate about planting 'spies' and had a mature operation team that provided all sorts of information and indirect help to their own team.
The captain was' Key of Solomon '. This account was the official account registered by the club. Every captain used this name. The previous one had retired, and this generation's' Key of Solomon 'had just taken office last year. He had defeated all the players in the team through the selection process. The Key Club saw extraordinary potential in him and made an exception to let him be the captain. They decided to focus on training him for the long term and had high hopes for him. The upper echelons of the Key Club were prepared to use one or two seasons to build an ace team around him and a few old players. They were betting on the future and hoped that they would have the chance to achieve three consecutive championships in the future. This was the dream of every team.
This generation's Key of Solomon was not as stable as the old players. His battle style and commanding style were known for being fast, fierce, and aggressive. The upper echelons had high hopes for him, and he felt that with his ability, it was natural for him to receive such treatment. However, he had the right to be arrogant. His teammates, fans, and upper echelons all admired his drive.
Humility was a virtue of the Chinese, not a virtue of the Americans. Being straightforward and overbearing were the characteristics of the American players.
In the first season of the Pro League, most of the clubs had a wait-and-see attitude. They planned to familiarize themselves with the teams and familiarize themselves with the competition. They did not have any requirements for the rankings. However, Key of Solomon did not care about that. He only had one goal — to be the champion!
"There are many opponents, but there are only a few strong enemies that can pose a hindrance to us. Dynasty is one of them. Other than these obstacles, the other teams are not a threat. They are all prey that we can use to snatch points …"
Key of Solomon placed his legs on the table and looked at his teammates. The corners of his mouth curled up, and a confident and contemptuous smile hung on his face.
"Guys, let me lead you to the championship!"
…
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Han Xiao finished dealing with the matters of the mercenary group and did not accept any more missions for the time being. He announced that he needed to rest for a period of time. The international competition would last for three to four months. Han Xiao only planned to give the players a break at the beginning, about a month's time. He also needed to rest for a while and work out the requirements for class advancement and subclasses.
Today was the opening day of the International League. Han Xiao stayed in his room and opened the forum. The live recording of the International League was pinned at the top. It had not started yet.
In the hall of the stronghold, all the Black Star players gathered there. The contestants were surrounded in the center, waiting for the market to refresh the Gathering Crystal.
Mad Blade rubbed his hands. He was nervous when he thought about sparring with the experts from various countries. He had never been on such a big stage before.
I've built up my reputation in the division competitions, but if I don't perform well in the international competition, more than half of my previous efforts will be wasted. Only by performing well in the international competition can I build up my reputation and even take another step forward! Mad Blade's heart was burning. He secretly prayed that he would not make a mistake.
On the other side, the three captains, Hao Tian, King Admiral, and Li Ge, were talking.
"If any of us are unlucky enough to be in the same group, it's best to cooperate with each other. If any team loses hope of qualifying, then help the other team in the same group. If there's an internal battle, don't try too hard …" Li Ge said.
Hao Tian interrupted him and said calmly, "No matter who the opponent is, I will give it my all. My professionalism does not allow me to go easy."
King Admiral yawned and said lazily, "Even if I go easy, you can't beat me."
Li Ge was so angry that his nose almost went crooked. Why can't these two see the big picture?
We are now the representatives of China. If we don't get a good ranking, it's wrong whether we are justified or not. It will have a huge negative impact on the team's reputation. The competition is about results. What's wrong with making some adjustments for a better result?
People have to learn to be flexible.
At this time, a notification appeared on the contestant panel. Everyone hurriedly entered the market and saw that the Gathering Crystal had refreshed.
After buying it, they crushed it. The crystal spewed out a mist that enveloped everyone. When the mist dissipated, the contestants disappeared from where they were. Just like the effect of the Dungeon Crystal, they entered a copied scene.
Mad Blade's vision blurred. His surroundings changed drastically. He was in a huge arena, surrounded by other Chinese contestants. Looking into the distance, players of different races appeared out of thin air.
Players from different countries arrived one after another. They gathered together and sized each other up. The account above their heads was very famous.
"Tulip from France, Rose Knight from England, Devil from America, TS, Tomahawk from Sweden …" Mad Blade looked at them one by one. They were all famous teams. At this moment, he finally felt like he was participating in an international event. His body trembled with excitement.
Beside him, King Admiral was as lazy as ever, waving and greeting many foreign players from afar. Many of the gods knew each other.
This scene appeared in the broadcast video on the forum. The players were excitedly talking about the famous professional gods. The lively atmosphere was like a carnival of thousands of people.
The host appeared in the center of the arena and attracted the attention of the contestants. He first congratulated the contestants present for entering the National League. Then, he gave an official speech, such as the competition being organized by the International E-Sports Association, etc. After about five minutes, he finally entered the official segment and began to explain the competition rules.
"There are a total of three divisions, and a total of 39 strong teams and individual contestants from all over the world have qualified for the International Competition. The competition mode continues to be divided into divisions. The team competitions have team competitions, arena competitions, and individual competitions have individual competitions …"
Hearing the host's explanation, Han Xiao nodded. There were fewer competitions in the first League. In his previous life, there were more competitions in the next few Leagues. There were all kinds of strange competitions, such as challenge competitions, dungeon competitions, survival competitions, hunting competitions, speed competitions, and so on. In order to look good, the competitions became more and more crazy. Not only did they have to fight, but they also had to fight until they were in full bloom.
The host continued, "The 39 teams and their contestants will be divided into three groups, A, B, and C. Within each group, there will be a cycle of battles, and the winner will be awarded points. The points awarded will be adjusted based on battle losses, and the top 8 teams and the top 16 individual contestants will be able to enter the finals …"
He looked around. All the professional players had different expressions. Some were excited, some were serious, some were confident, and some were serious.
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