Full-time master: I have a spirit behind me.

While waiting, the ground plates of the map began to move, stones and steel danced, and finally formed an arena surrounded by spears in the center.

A map type where victory or defeat is determined purely by skill.

After the cage was built, the ground floated up again, and the other floors all sank, leaving only the passage leading to the central cage. After Tang Sanda and Morrigan entered the iron fence, the passage collapsed completely, and the center position was completely isolated.

"This... is an octagonal cage." Zhang Jiale muttered.

“Come to think of it, the map for the World Invitational is quite well made, with very detailed cutscenes and special effects.” Fang Rui nodded.

As for the result of the game, it is not that important. Just like Sun Zheping said, the arena map is the most boring, it only focuses on operation, and the experience and tactical thinking of the players are not exposed.

Although, the Berserker Boxer profession is the strongest in this type of map.

"Morrigan, eighth in the Hall of Fame, is considered to be at the top of the England national team." Sun Xiang curled his lips: "I wonder if Tang Hao can handle it."

After learning that the first person on the other side was a boxer, Sun Xiang asked to be allowed to fight, but was rejected by Tang Hao and others. This made Sun Xiang more or less unhappy, just like a child.

No one else responded to him and looked at the game video on the big screen.

Morrigan: [Hello.]

……

At this time, it would be a bit bad if I didn't reply. Tang Hao hesitated: [I am fine, thank you, and you?]

Morrigan, who was sitting in front of the computer, was stunned for a moment and scratched his head. He actually knew quite a few Chinese friends, and when they greeted him for the first time, they would always answer him like this... Is this a fixed sentence pattern?

Morrigan: [I am fine too……]

Phew, it’s great that I haven’t forgotten what I learned in elementary school, Tang Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it seemed very harmonious on the surface, the atmosphere changed slightly the moment both parties entered the iron cage.

Almost at the same moment, Morrigan and Tang San rushed towards their opponents at the same time, one raised his hand with a standard boxer's opening punch, while the other used a brick commonly used by gangsters.

The fist and the brick collided with each other, and soon the brick turned into powder. Then it was a competition of leg skills, collision, and then separation.

Collision again!

For fighting professions, except for the Judoka who has a high judgment, the skill judgments of other professions are all the same. The damage is universal, but they cannot cause corresponding control effects on the opponent.

Just like rock-paper-scissors, everyone makes the same gesture, making it basically impossible to break the move.

This is the helplessness of the same profession in the arena environment. It seems that the fight is quite intense and never stops, but in fact it has fallen into a stalemate.

There needs to be a chance to break the impasse...Morrigan smacked his lips.

I had actually suffered a bit of a disadvantage in the previous confrontation. The opponent's rogue had very good operation, fast hand speed, and the ability to seize opportunities. In the high-intensity competition, he even had time to use other auxiliary skills between skill connections. Now I'm bleeding and poisoned... Although it seems that my blood volume is higher now, I will still be at a disadvantage if this continues for a long time.

Gotta figure it out.

Morrigan has also studied the game records of the Chinese national team members, and Tang Hao's game video records are naturally included. It is a very conventional rogue style of play and a normal strong attack thinking. If this is the case, is it necessary to increase hand speed?
Morrigan took a deep breath, and the character on the field took a step sideways. Then, he dodged to the left and bent over, and punched out like a venomous snake spitting out its tongue.

Uppercut!
Rely on body positioning to make the uppercut have a tricky angle and be difficult to defend.

In this game of rock-paper-scissors, Morrigan was the first to choose to change his tactics.

According to his habit, he should use the Mountain Blocking Tiger to block the next moment...

what?
Morrigan was stunned for a moment, and his pupils widened unconsciously.

Don't take it hard?

At the moment when his opponent moved sideways to punch, Tang San jumped back and rolled, avoiding the opponent's punching route, and even completely distanced himself from Morrigan. He raised his hand and threw something.

【Throwing sand】!
Depend on!
This is unscientific! Shouldn't he just fight head-on?! The moment his vision fell into darkness, Morrigan felt his head filled with questions.

"Hahahahaha, finally it's not me who has suffered this loss!" Fang Rui laughed out loud. His gloating look really deserves a beating, but it also seemed like he was relaxing his long-lasting depressed mood.

During the first phase of training, Fang Rui challenged Tang Hao many times because of an old grudge between the two and their different styles.

Didn't you bully Lao Lin because he wanted to save face and was old and weak, so you deliberately used a frontal attack? I'm different! I don't care about face, but I'm still strong and healthy, so come and fight me!

Then, Fang Rui bullied Tang Hao for three or four games.

With the persuasion of other teammates, Fang Rui let out most of his anger, which proved his status as a grandmaster of the dirty style. But four days later, Tang Hao began to actively challenge Fang Rui to a fight, and the first game gave Fang Rui a big surprise.

If Tang Hao hadn't been sitting opposite and controlling Tang San's fight, there were a few moments when Fang Rui really thought that the person sitting opposite was Lin Jingyan!

And during these few days, Tang Hao seriously consulted Lin Jingyan about the ideas and methods of the rogue and dirty style, integrated them into his own style of play, and re-considered the skill points carefully, forming a unique rogue style of play.

You can advance with force and retreat with caution, and use advance and retreat as a means of changing speed.

[As long as it is for victory, there is no style that cannot be changed. 】

This is what Tang Hao saw clearly in the fourth year after his debut.

There is nothing wrong with sticking to a certain genre, but after this genre reaches a certain peak and bottleneck, it is necessary to start absorbing the characteristics of other genres.

This is also one of the important reasons why Tang Hao accepted the advice of the Embers team and used [Jingyang Ridge].

Compared to Lin Jingyan, Tang Hao is more like a martial artist who is known as "like a demon slayer from heaven, truly the Tai Sui God on earth". After thoroughly integrating everything, Tang Hao's own strength has made a qualitative leap.

"That's great." Li Wen laughed sincerely. He was also happy for his current teammates, who would be his opponents two months later.

Ye Xiu smiled and nodded. "It's really good. Even Fang Rui, who was once a teammate and is now an opponent, was unable to react for a while. And if they get hit... the chances of the World Invitational national teams that have only studied the game videos getting hit are even greater."

"But there is another problem." Yu Wenzhou pushed up his glasses and said with a smile, "Don't underestimate anyone. If we can think of laying mines, then other World Invitational teams may not be unable to do so either."

……

hiss.

The temperature in the conference room seemed to have dropped by several degrees.

"That's indeed what they say..." Zhang Jiale slapped his forehead with a headache: "We can't use subjective thinking to judge the situation of the game..." "We need to keep up with the adaptive thinking..." Li Wen muttered.

"Well, how do I exercise?" Zhang Xinjie asked seriously.

For him, this is indeed something that needs attention. After all, Zhang Xinjie's own tactical thinking relies on pre-match analysis, calculating all possibilities into certain probabilities, judging the opponent's next move and responding in advance to ensure that the probability of errors is reduced to a minimum.

"Tsk, well, let me think about it..."

"So, you guys don't pay attention to Tang Hao's game at all, right?" Chu Yunxiu pointed at the situation on the stage speechlessly: "It's already been taken down."

Tang San fights, with 50% health remaining and 30% mana remaining.

"Looks like he's doing pretty well." Ye Xiu nodded: "In terms of operation, Tang Hao doesn't have any major flaws anymore."

"Morrigan's level is not low either. He should be a boxer who specializes in detail operations, but he is also very good in pure hard operations. If he hadn't been shaken by Tang Hao's sudden speed change, it would be hard to say who would win." Wang Jiexi summed up.

"Next time, he should be well prepared, and it will be difficult to do it again like this time." Sun Zheping nodded.

"Let's not talk about next time. Even if it's the next member of the opponent, you should be prepared, right?" Huang Shaotian yawned: "Old Wang, get ready to play. Don't lose."

"Shaotian." Yu Wenzhou reminded helplessly, looking at Wang Jiexi apologetically. He had reminded him many times, but Huang Shaotian still had this provocative attitude towards Wang Jiexi. However, Wang Jiexi would also fight back, so it could be considered...

harmonious?

Hey, is the relationship between Shaotian and Captain Wang good or bad?
Yu Wenzhou felt helpless.

On the other side is the England national team’s base.

The door of the conference room was pushed open. The members of the England national team looked towards the door. Morrigan walked in with a dark face: "We lost."

"I've seen it." Arthur smiled and shook his head. "I've told you that the opponent is not simple and will not act according to the established thinking as you think. The gangster has encountered a technical bottleneck. If he wants to make a breakthrough, he will definitely seek change."

"I see..." Morrigan sighed, "Fortunately, there is still time for me to correct my mistakes."

"That's the purpose of a friendly match." Guinevere smiled. "So, who's next?"

"Me, me, me!" A young girl raised her hand happily: "I'll go first!"

After saying that, he jumped towards the door.

"That's great, Merlin." A teammate said enviously, "Having a girlfriend who's also a professional player..."

"Uh..." Merlin shuddered. You are envious because you don't understand his bad nature, especially when your girlfriend is much better than you in terms of glory.

"Let's start." The silent Lancelot spoke up to remind everyone, and the others turned their eyes to the projector.

【Vivian has joined the room! 】

"Vivian, this is a girl, right..." Chu Yunxiu looked at Yu Wenzhou curiously, trying to confirm.

"Yes, Vivian is indeed a female professional player, and she is ranked fifth in the Hall of Fame." Yu Wenzhou nodded.

Swordsman, magic swordsman, Vivian.

England's top swordsman, although she is a female professional player, her playing style is unexpectedly aggressive, but she is also very delicate in her handling of details. Vivian combines these two points perfectly and is called the "Lady of the Lake" by the English Professional League.

Li Wen's eyes lit up: "This! I know! It's the name of the Lake Lady!"

"Ah?" She was a little confused about this national team player she didn't know much about. "Yes, her nickname is the Lady of the Lake..."

“No, no, no!” Li Wen shook his head. “According to legend, Vivian is the apprentice and lover of the magician Merlin. She took advantage of Merlin’s weakness to imprison him. She is a lake siren!”

Su Mucheng's eyes lit up, she seemed to smell the scent of gossip and sadomasochism, while Chu Yunxiu had already begun to curiously inquire about the specific situation.

It’s quite interesting to listen to stories before the game!
The focus of girls is naturally different from that of boys. For example, female players consider whether the equipment is good-looking, while male players only care about strength! Strength!
It's just like Jun Moxiao's previous beggar version equipment and Su Mucheng's focus on matching the equipment to see if it looks good even though it's a small account.

"The fifth one... if it were us, he should be a banned player, right?" Zhang Jiale muttered, "That's great..."

"Are you jealous?" Sun Zheping asked with a smile.

"I am indeed a little envious." Zhang Jiale said openly, "But I am almost there too. I have fully recovered to my peak level and there is still a lot of improvement. The World Invitational Tournament will be the time for me to prove myself!"

"Well, let's see who is faster." Sun Zheping smiled and shook his head.

Zhang Jiale nodded. He and Sun Zheping would only be able to play for two more years at most before reaching their limit. Before the end of his professional career, he really wanted to take off the title of the uncrowned king and wear a real crown.

Even though I am about to retire.

Come on...

Magic swordsman?
Tang Hao frowned. In the game he watched yesterday, he was deeply impressed by the Magic Swordsman of the England national team. After all, the deputy captain of Wind Howl was a Magic Swordsman player.

However, Vivian is far superior to Liu Hao and Jiang Botao in terms of playing skills, awareness, and intuition.

The gap in strength.

Just like the gap between himself and Zeng Xinran, who took over from him, DeLillo, is not that small.

Be careful.

Vivian: [Your performance in the last match was very exciting and unexpected. Show me even more in this one! 】

...Silence, silence is the public channel now.

Vivian: [? ]

Tang Sanda: [Sorry, I don't speak English.]

Even, I don’t understand...

Tang Hao felt somewhat helpless.

I really don’t understand it!
(End of this chapter)