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

"We lost, we lost, we were totally no match for each other! How could we escape in that situation? That's simply cheating!" Flirty returned to her seat angrily.

The score on the field came to zero to two.

"Although we lost this game, the opponent's health and mana were not very healthy..." Oliver opened his mouth, somewhat helplessly: "Although, that was the opponent's starting lineup..."

It was worn twice.

Oliver was somewhat helpless, and looked at the nearly 1.9-meter-tall man who had already stood up: "Viggo, please."

"I understand." Viggo nodded, stood up and walked towards the competition seats.

In contrast, the atmosphere in the Chinese commentary booth was cheerful. Pan Linle laughed amiably and said, "Let us congratulate Captain Zhou for his achievement of a one-on-two victory. Let us also look forward to Captain Zhou winning another game in the next match and achieving the ultimate opening of a one-on-three victory!"

"It might be difficult to defeat three at once." Li Yibo was more rational than Pan Lin.

Although Team Zhou managed to escape the opponent's continuous charge combo at the last moment in the previous game, they had already lost a lot of health before that. Coupled with the continuous violent output of Air Dance afterwards, facing the knight with high armor and thick blood, they could not retain much mana. In the end, they were only left with about 30% of their health and 20% of their mana...

I am almost out of ammunition and food. I am afraid that I can't completely kill the opponent with skill damage alone...

Moreover, we still don’t know who the opponent’s third player will be…

Oh? Here she comes...

"The second-in-command of the Danish team..." Li Yibo's expression suddenly became a little strange.

"Hiss, this body shape is comparable to Team Hetian, with a rather broad back and strong waist... The account used by this player is a Berserker, and this ID... uh, this character image..." Pan Lin's eyes widened: "ID [Cinderella], the character image is a little girl..."

Look at Viggo's photo, then look at Cinderella on the stage with the huge heavy sword in her hand.

Is this such a cute contrast, brother?!

"In addition, the original creator of Cinderella was Vigo." Li Yibo added silently after looking at all the players' information.

"Ah, although she looks a little wild, contestant Vigo is still quite girly." Pan Lin pinched himself desperately on the stage.

The Danish team is really a contrast! In the last game, the cute little girl's playing style and appearance were already quite contrasting, and now here comes another one with a heart of a tiger and a nose for roses...

Good life!

"It's really attractive... But, as for the Berserker, Xiao Zhou won't be that easy to beat." Fang Minghua sighed with some worry.

The Berserker is not like the Judoka, who has no displacement or long-range means. What he has is long-range output and displacement skills.

The Blood Sword, the Blood Shadow Blade, and the Soul-Devouring Blood Hand.

The swordsman class has a common three-stage slash and a unique sprint collision. If the attack skill adds the dragon climbing, the air defense method is barely available.

The professional advantage is very small. The opponent is also a god-level figure in terms of technical level, and the technical strength needs to be cut again...

There’s an 80% chance that I’ll lose this game.

As soon as the game started, everyone seemed to have seen the result, but in their hearts they couldn't help but still expect a miracle to happen.

However, miracles did not favor Zhou Zekai. After he inflicted full damage, he forcibly lowered the opponent's health. Yi Qiang Chuan Yun, who had lost his enhanced ability to stack attack and displacement, was pulled in front of him by the Soul-Eating Blood Hand. After forcibly outputting a wave of damage, he fell on the field.

The long-suppressed cheers from the Danish audience broke out.

Being able to defeat two opponents at once naturally represents strength and glory, but when being defeated by two opponents at once, or even when the opponent's fans are shouting slogans of one against three, then it becomes a shame. The long-awaited catharsis made the atmosphere in the field become much more heated.

"Vigo, your luck with that mad swordsman seems to be a bit bad, big grandson." Zhang Jiale stood up with a smile, made a pistol gesture with both hands, and lifted his bangs beside his ears: "I guess you won't be able to wait for a face-to-face confrontation with him."

"Stop talking so much nonsense." There was a hint of dissatisfaction in Sun Zheping's words.

Since the friendly match began, he had been looking forward to having a good fight with the Berserkers from various countries to see what level the foreign Berserkers were at.

But things did not go as planned. The Norwegian national team's top slasher was snatched away by Xiao Wen. The England national team's slasher battles were not one-on-one. Now in the Danish national team, they are all the main players, but they missed the opportunity because of their outstanding performance in the starting lineup...

Is it so difficult for the Berserker to fight a one-on-one duel?
Sun Zheping felt helpless.

“If you lose to the Berserker, you’ll be laughing at us from the end of the game until next year. One day, when we remember that you lost to the Berserker, we’ll have to call you and wake you up even in the middle of the night.” Fang Rui’s encouragement has always been unique.

As a teammate, Zhang Jiale also said "get out" in a friendly manner.

If you ask which profession Zhang Jiale fears the most in the entire league, the individual player must be in the first tier, followed by the monopoly player in the first tier, and all other messy professions must be in the second tier.

But if you ask which profession is the least feared, Berserker and Ammunition Expert are definitely on par with each other.

There is no other reason. He has been using the Ammunition Expert for too long, more than ten years already. And the more he knows about the Ammunition Expert, the more he knows about the Berserker. Therefore, he is the least afraid of these two professions.

In addition to the ammunition expert, if Zhang Jiale was really given a Berserker account card, he would be able to perform almost as well as a top player.

That's the power of familiarity.

He had no intention of greeting the other party at all. He just raised his hand and started throwing grenades on the spot.

"This style of play..." The Danish team couldn't hold back the moment Zhang Jiale threw the grenade.

If the previous "Yi Qiang Chuan Yun" was a synonym for simplicity, then the current "Da Meng Xian Jue" can only be described as showy.

The grenade was thrown, and the height and direction were adjusted. The second grenade soon caught up and continued the distance of the first one. Then, the third one caught up with the second one.

"Hidden weapon techniques, chasing stars and catching the moon!" Pan Lin shouted.

"Have you been reading any novels recently?" Li Yibo was about to shout out to Zhang Jiale, "Well done!", but he was choked.

Damn hidden weapon techniques, damn star-chasing and moon-chasing, do you really have to let foreigners confirm the rumor that we all know kung fu?
But if you look closely, it seems that it does... have a bit of that star-chasing and moon-chasing feeling?
"Chinese people, really, everyone knows Kung Fu..." A player from the Danish national team murmured, "They can actually integrate Kung Fu into Glory?! This is a bit too scary..."

"This...isn't it?"

"But this does seem to be a hidden weapon technique!"

"This..." Denmark started discussing.

"Maybe they really believed it?" Lin Jingyan from the Ember Training Room couldn't help but laugh. "But Lele's throwing skills have indeed become more sophisticated."

In terms of throwing skills, the best person in the entire professional league should be Lin Jingyan.

The throwing of black bricks and needles of various attributes is hard to defend against, even Ye Xiu would be hit from time to time.

However, as Zhang Jiale learned the skills and he grew older, it is no exaggeration to say that Zhang Jiale is now the number one thrower.

"This kid really put in a lot of effort..." Old Wei nodded, "This one is also stable. This level of throw can completely crush the Berserker in the mid-range and long-range and make him unable to move. Even if he doesn't use specialized bullets for close combat, the throw alone can slowly wear down the opponent."

"When Brother Jiale fights the Berserker, he really tries to kill him..." Bai Shu smacked his lips and couldn't help but sigh.

Viggo's face doesn't look good right now.

The fighting style he is best at is close combat and variable speed charge. The melee output is sophisticated, but it also requires close combat!
Now... before anyone could rush forward, the way ahead was completely blocked. Not only did the smoke of various colors block the vision, but even the route forward was basically blocked.

Afterwards, poison, fire, ice, electric shock...this type of attributes that offensive players are most annoyed about also arrived as expected.

It's simply... boiling a frog in warm water.

The Chinese players are getting better as they get older. The observers from other national teams sitting in the audience felt a bit of a headache.

And relying on this slow wear and tear, and the throwing output after the distance between the two sides, Vigo's health volume continued to decline, and continued to decline... and this decline did not bring any positive benefits.

So what if I get beaten to red blood?

It is impossible to get close and can't even see the opponent.

Eventually, Cinderella fell into a deep sleep.

【glory】!
"It's easy to win brothers!" Zhang Jiale happily high-fived Li Wen to celebrate, then proudly raised his eyebrows at the others: "Is your brother Zhang handsome?"

“Get lost! Don’t you even look at how much your mana is consuming? Isn’t it shameful that you can consume nearly 70% of your mana just to fight a profession that you are so familiar with?” Huang Shaotian rolled his eyes the first moment.

"This is called adapting to local conditions. There is only one of them left, so I will use the most labor-saving way of fighting. This is the best way to save money. Do you understand, kid? You will know when you reach my age." Zhang Jiale was not angry at all, and he happily argued with Huang Shaotian.

"Okay Shaotian, Lele did a great job." Yu Wenzhou pulled Huang Shaotian over helplessly: "Captain Zhou, Lele, thank you for your hard work."

"I would feel more relaxed if you didn't call me Lele." Zhang Jiale didn't care.

"Yeah." Zhou Zekai nodded to indicate that his condition was also very good.

A big win, the score was widened by two points. It would not be easy to make up for this two-point gap.

The Danish team was clearly in a dilemma.

Their strategy for dealing with the enemy is that if they bet right, they will be in heaven, but if they bet wrong, it will be no different from what it is now.

If it was a regular close-quarters fight, Denmark would have won the three points...

At least, that's what most of the half-comprehending Danish audience thought.

"In the doubles match, we have to get back some points." Oliver sighed, "But I don't know who my opponent will be..."

"If we fail to take down the opponent's second player, it will be difficult to determine who the opponent's third player will be. The team arrangement for the doubles match will be even more difficult to judge. We must be prepared in advance." Another observer of the Danish team was a little helpless.

Viggo was silent for a moment: "Sorry, if I can get rid of that ammunition expert..."

"It's not your fault, Viggo." Oliver shook his head and forced himself to cheer up. "The opponent's lineup is unpredictable. At least now, we can be sure that the opponent's strongest [Flowers and Blood Scenery] will not appear in the doubles sequence. The only one worth noting is [Sword and Curse]..."

Fulifu sighed, "But the opponent can also use a priest all-match lineup. Whether it is with the Berserker, the swordsman, or the mechanic, it is enough to give us a headache."

"Well, it's true..." Oliver was indeed starting to have a headache.

Who will be the opponent?
"So, Captain Yu won't really throw Huang Shao and Captain Wang together and go up there, right? I'm afraid the two of them can start fighting even without friendly fire." Lu Hanwen scratched his head.

His worries were not unfounded. Even if there were no friendly injuries, Huang Shao could still swing his sword to harass them to his heart's content.

What was even more worrying was that, as the fight was going on, Huang Shao, who was lying in the grass, saw an opportunity and subconsciously went towards Wang Buluixing...

Hiss, this is indeed a question worth considering!

"Mr. Huang, it shouldn't be that serious... Never mind, just pretend I didn't say anything." Zheng Xuan sighed deeply. "And the performance of Senior Zhang Jiale in the last match. Hey, after a training camp, it seems like they are all trying too hard to increase their intensity. How can we improve our strength?"

"It's really stressful..." Mr. Guanjian was also a little worried.

Not to mention anything else, but now those professional operators in the national team have to be very nervous.

Just like Zheng Xuan said that Zhang Jiale was starting to get better, the rogues also had to be afraid of what Tang Hao would come up with, the battle mage players had to look up to Sun Xiang again, the swordsman mage players who were looking forward to challenging the banned titles suddenly found that the threshold seemed to have become higher, and the priests also had to keep an eye on Zhang Xinjie to see if he could come up with any tricks...

There are also magic guns, elements, thieves, qigong, machinery, mad swords... Don't worry, everything the national team has will be there.

Originally, these people were the top of their profession in the country. Originally, we thought their skills had reached the ceiling and everyone could start to catch up with them, but they threw out a new change...

The World Invitational Tournament hasn't even finished yet, and the Chinese Professional League is about to start again.

"Fortunately, there are no guardian angels or summoners in the national team..."

"So you think we don't need to think of new tricks?"

……

"That's true."

(End of this chapter)