Chapter 743
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The screen was still replaying the match.
The 2v2 team had already stepped forward.
Yun Hu and Lin Feng.
The Yun and Feng couple, the most compatible duo!
The opposing team saw the name list.
They stood up immediately.
Don't bully them just because they are nerds.
How dare they say they aren't here for revenge.
From the 1v1 to the 2v2, they were using their strongest lineup.
What exactly were they trying to do?!
Actually, Supreme Alliance wasn't planning on doing anything.
They were just considering the competition rules.
The revival match was different from the National League because it was a round robin.
Hence, if they won the 1v1 and 2v2, they wouldn't have to fight the 5v5. This would reduce the pressure on the team members and save time.
In the end, there was only one sentence: don't talk, just do it.
The opposing team hated their bad luck for being matched against Supreme Alliance at the start of the revival match.
Their captain was an old member of the circle.
Before the competition started, he sent a message to the Alliance's group chat.
Zi Zhaopao: "Supreme Alliance, don't you dare to go easy on us!"
That was what Zi Zhaopao meant. Even if they couldn't beat Supreme Alliance in the competition, they had to win in a verbal battle.
Zhao Sanpang liked to join in the fun. "Ah, ah, ah, the battle is starting. Old Zi, I bet no one from Supreme Alliance will reply to your message."
Lin Chentao replied directly, "Two hundred."
"Three hundred," the lazy voice of a goddess replied.
Bo Jiu lifted her lips. She sent a video over and typed a few words. "God Zi, you're being too polite. We've always been giving in, there's no need to talk about whether we dare or not."
Zi Zhaopao: …
Zhao Sanpang: "F * ck, Little Spade, how can you be so heartless!"
"One hundred, Almighty Fatty, I'm fine with either a red packet or a bank transfer." This time, it was a voice message.
Zhao Sanpang was defeated and could only give away his money.
This had always been a joy in the Alliance's group chat.
Zi Zhaopao: "Honestly, how strong is Qin Mo? He didn't even use his full strength today."
"That will have to wait until he meets me." Zhao Sanpang let out a long sigh. "I understand. He's always looking forward to having an opponent like me. After all, we're mortal enemies. He can't beat me in terms of looks alone."
Zi Zhanpao grabbed his hair. He must be crazy to come to the Alliance chat.
But to be able to fight against such a strong Supreme Alliance …
In fact, he was very happy.
It was also a good opportunity to let those people under him know that there was always someone better than you out there.
Unsurprisingly, they lost the 2v2.
Everyone in the team was a little crestfallen.
Zi Zhanpao patted one of the members' shoulders. "If we can't do it this year, let's try again next year."
Hearing this, the team member's eyes lit up, "Yes!"
He was not afraid of losing.
He was afraid that he would be blamed if he lost.
However, in a good team, there was no such thing as complaining.
Supreme Alliance won this round quickly.
It was almost like this kind of aura.
He won all three matches in a row.
One could imagine how excited the fans were.
It would have been a happy thing.
But there was just one thing that seemed to be wrong.
Lin Feng glanced over, watching as the youngster lowered her head to play with her phone. On the other side was their captain, who was drinking water.
However, neither of them seemed to have taken the initiative to speak to the other, right?
Was it an illusion?
What was wrong with them?
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