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

The opponent is a little tired.

As a top player, Alessandro can naturally judge Sun Xiang's current condition.

According to the opponent's previous operations, he should have been able to dodge the cross slash, but in fact, he was hit and put into a bleeding state.

Alessandro felt a little regretful. He was more or less unhappy that he couldn't fight against a complete battle mage and feel the thrill of fighting with the opponent.

However, this is a competition, not a friendly match, and the current situation is pretty good.

The last part of the three-part slash, upward thrust! The heavy sword thrust upwards to push away One Autumn Leaf's spear. One Autumn Leaf's body unconsciously took a step back, and the middle door opened wide.

Alessandro did not miss this opportunity. He released a sprint attack at this distance and crashed into the edge of the map with Yi Ye Zhi Qiu's body.

After that, it's just a plain and simple attack.

"From an operational point of view, the other party is also a pragmatist." Wang Jiexi couldn't help but sigh.

Pragmatism is just a nice way of saying it, just like what Wang Jiexi once commented, the standard fighting god's fighting style is rustic, which is a bit beautified.

Often, it is this simple and unpretentious style of play that is more dangerous.

【glory】!
Yi Ye Zhi Qiu, who had completely lost the ability to resist, was slowly worn down to death. Alessandro, who had gained a great advantage, remained very stable and won the game smoothly and naturally.

Tsk.

Sun Xiang was a little unhappy, but he knew that being unhappy was useless. Even at his peak, he could probably only be on par with Alexandro.

Find an opportunity to fight this guy again.

Sun Xiang made a secret decision and left the competition area.

"Well done." Ye Xiu praised Sun Xiang who had returned to the reserve seat. Sun Xiang blushed a little, perhaps because of an illusion, but he still said stubbornly, "It was just an average performance. If the map was a little more suitable, it wouldn't be a problem to defeat three opponents at once."

"Okay, okay, okay, okay, our Lord Fighting God has sacrificed too much for the team." Huang Shaotian rolled his eyes: "Isn't a one-on-two victory enough for you to brag about?"

“You guy…” Sun Xiang’s face darkened. “Shouldn’t it be victory settlement time now? Can’t you let me be happy for a while?”

"You can be happy if you want to. I'm afraid you'll become too happy and drift away. I'm constantly reminding you to know where you stand. Don't be complacent over such a small matter. Do you understand?"

"Can you speak in your G city dialect next time?" Sun Xiang asked with a dark face.

"Ha, you picked it, but it's okay, I can use them all and say it twice."

"That's not what I meant. It's just that I don't understand your dialect. So I will just treat your words as pure nonsense..."

"You are being ridiculous. Whatever our Master Huang says is nonsense? Instead of watching his chat on the public screen, you should pay attention to his location marker."

"There's nothing wrong with that."

Saying a few words every day has become a daily routine for Sun Xiang and Huang Shaotian, and everyone is used to it.

As the second person in line, Tang Hao took a deep breath, stood up and walked towards the player channel.

"If you lose, just wait for me to laugh at you!" Fang Rui, who was fanning the flames, muttered something that didn't sound like encouragement, and then immediately urged Huang Shaotian and Sun Xiang to continue. Tang Hao curled his lips, and silently raised his middle finger to Fang Rui with his hand behind his back.

But he didn't even turn his head away. He didn't have to look at Fang Rui's provocative expression and angry reply. The feeling of one-sided ridicule was quite good.

"It's a pity that Sun Xiang's condition was very bad in the third game, and he failed to complete the feat of defeating three opponents with one. However, defeating two opponents with one is powerful enough in itself, and it also brought the score to one to two, which reduced the pressure on our subsequent players." Pan Lin laughed happily, "I wonder who will be our next player?"

"Since it's an arena map, it's most likely not Chu Yunxiu and Su Mucheng, right? Yes, there's also Team Yu...

Fang Rui's Manchuan Xinghe, Zhang Jiale's Dameng Xianjue, and Team Tang San's Tang San all have great potential... The good players have already entered the competition seats, and our second player is... Using the Fighting Department, the Rogue profession, the operator of Tang San's Tang Hao!" Li Yibo made a simple summary.

“Tang San Da…” Wu Xuefeng’s expression was somewhat nostalgic. This was another very familiar ID, but apart from the appearance and name, everything else was no longer the same as he remembered. “To be honest, when I heard that Tang San Da was handed over to Tang Hao by the Howling Team, I felt quite upset.”

Wu Xuefeng glanced at Tao Xuan.

Tao Xuan smiled awkwardly.

Although Wu Xuefeng has already acknowledged Sun Xiang as the successor, this does not mean that he does not have any big opinion on Tao Xuan handing One Autumn Leaf to Sun Xiang who had just turned professional.

Intellectually speaking, there was nothing wrong with Tao Xuan's approach. As a result, two seasons later, a grown-up Sun Xiang completely took on the name of the Fighting God.

But emotionally speaking, I still feel that what Tao Xuan did back then was a bit too extreme, and Tao Xuan himself understands this.

As for Tang San's fight, Wu Xuefeng also had a similar feeling.

After all, when he was in the hands of Lin Jingyan, he had been an opponent for two years, and his style had always been wretched. But after he was replaced by Tang Hao, his style changed drastically.

For Wu Xuefeng, such a change was a little stimulating.

Well... maybe there's a reason why Tang Hao performed so well in the season after he took over from Tang San?
It’s hard to say.

After two seasons of familiarization, Tang Hao suddenly changed his playing style. If this was not a strategy formulated with the help of the four major tacticians, many people would have complained about Tang Hao in their hearts, right?

What a boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looks so tough, but his mind is so dirty.

This is how you should complain, right?

Wu Xuefeng subconsciously rubbed his daughter's little head, and his mood inexplicably became complicated.

Speaking of...

Will Lao Ye and Mu Cheng feel the same way when they see me? The eldest brother in their memory has a child. It must be quite sudden for them, right?

Wu Xuefeng felt a little regretful. At that time, he had considered that it was not easy for professional players to go abroad. In addition, he did not know whether Lao Ye's ID card had been changed or not. It would probably be troublesome to apply for a visa, so he did not tell them about this matter...

Looking back now, I really did make a mistake.

Wu Xuefeng sighed sincerely.

Forget it, let’s talk about it later. I hope Xiaojing didn’t leak it out.

While Wu Xuefeng was daydreaming, the game had already begun. This time, Tang Hao obviously chose to play in a dirty way.

Implementing the strategic policy of making the opponent unhappy is the happiest for oneself. If one uses a strong attack, it will definitely play into the opponent's hands. Therefore, one can only make a detour...

Tsk, why does it feel like since the start of the World Invitational, the number of times the sneaky flow is used is far greater than the strong attack?

Tang Hao suddenly realized this problem. If he hadn't maintained an hour of strong attack training every day, his level of sneaky flow would have surpassed the strong attack flow, right?

This is really...

Thoughts raced through his mind, but his hands did not slow down because of them.

On the contrary it seems to have become faster.

When Tang Hao discovered this, he pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly.

Has muscle memory been formed?
I finally understood why there were almost no players in the league who were proficient in both extreme playing styles.

If you use too much, it will become confusing.

Raise your hand and throw the gasoline bottle, forcing the opponent to turn and move. Then use the needle-type skills to break the hegemony, paralysis needle, poison needle...

Throw sand on the face, then hit with a brick...

"This guy's hooligan skills have improved a lot!" Baozi looked at the screen on the projector with a serious expression, and nodded thoughtfully from time to time: "He has begun to understand the supreme secret of hooliganism..."

"Huh?" Chen Guo, who was not very interested in this match, subconsciously raised her head from her phone: "Um... Baozi, the supreme secret of the gangster you mentioned couldn't be... your messy fighting style, right?"

"That's not a random fighting style, Madam Boss!" Baozi shook his head seriously, "That's the ultimate hooligan secret that I created by combining footage from many movies and street fights, plus a little bit of my own personal understanding!"

"Wait a moment..." Luo Ji pushed up his glasses. "Glory's output is a very high level of knowledge. The order of skill release, the order of buffs, and even the positioning..."

"Ah, I don't understand what you said! The most important thing in Honor is intuition. It's intuition! It's that feeling of a flash of inspiration. It's the instinctive choice of a professional player. Do you understand?" Baozi shook his head.

"Logic is the most important thing!"

"intuition!"

It started again.

Chen Guo's face froze. Wu Jing, An Wenyi and Qiao Yifan had already started to pull the two sides apart.

This kind of situation is inevitable whenever Luo Ji is in the club.

Even though the two of them always quarrel to the point of almost fighting, when it comes to their relationship, they are still the best... right?

The collision between logical thinking and beast thinking...

Chen Guo scolded the two of them and pointed at the game on the screen: "Alright, stop arguing. You all say you are right, so let's do the test. Guess what Tang Hao will do next. Whoever gives the most answers wins. Xiaojing, Yifan, you two will be responsible for recording."

Baozi, still unconvinced, looked at Luo Ji and started to predict Tang San's moves.

The more Wu Jing and Qiao Yifan recorded their expressions, the weirder they became. Finally, they both stopped what they were doing at the same time.

"What's wrong?" Chen Guo was stunned for a moment and came forward.

Looking at the result, I was also stunned.

Both sides...half and half?
Wait, this isn't right? In other words, how exactly does Tang Hao want to play this match?

Chen Guo blinked blankly, and looked for help at Lao Guo and Lao Qin, who were the few who were concentrating on watching the game: "Well, what do you think?"

"How to watch... I'll sit and watch." Guo Mingyu shook his head blankly: "I suddenly realized that I don't understand the game at all..."

"It's hard to say." Qin Tianran shook his head: "Because I didn't understand Tang Hao's output. If you say there is a problem, the two sides are still in a stalemate. If you say there is no problem, I always feel something is weird..."

It's okay to feel weird.

In this game, Tang Hao's main purpose was to mess with people's mentality. Winning or losing didn't really matter. What Tang Hao had to do was to try his best to lower the opponent's state, and then provide wrong tactical guidance to the Italian team's observers below.

Alessandro's expression was unusually serious, without the regret and complacency he had after defeating Sun Xiang in the previous game.

This guy has very sharp observation skills... He always catches me when I am about to put away my knife or raise my hand, giving me the most uncomfortable blow. Although it cannot completely affect the overall situation, it makes me feel very annoyed.

Is this their strategy for this game? All the points they can get in this way?

Or is this a way to catch big fish that I haven’t figured out yet?
Or do you simply want to disgust yourself?
"Tang Hao's dirty play has become increasingly sophisticated. To be honest, if I didn't look at the players and only watched the game, I might have thought it was the fourth season when Lin Jingyan was at his peak..." Li Yibo didn't mean to show off his experience now, but because the fourth and fifth seasons were Lin Jingyan's peak period, and Tang San's play style at that time was just like this...

Although they cannot be said to be exactly the same, the core is the same.

I simply don't want to make the other person feel good.

It was not until Lin Jingyan's age could no longer support such intensive operations that his playing style changed from the original style to a purely vulgar style...

"Remember to talk to Howling later and pay the usage fee." Lao Wei complained.

“I feel like it’s good enough that they don’t charge endorsement fees like us…” Chuxiong, who has long been familiar with everyone, has completed the demystification stage and can now joke with everyone.

As a club manager, it's rare for someone to be able to do this...

But maybe this is also one of the reasons why the Embers Club is so harmonious?
"But this style of play has a fatal flaw..." Lin Jingyan sighed slightly: "Although the half-damage and half-support style of play seems comprehensive, it is still not as good as specializing in one set. Now..."

“Do you want to see Sanren’s outrageous stuff before you say such things?” Old Wei asked in a weird tone.

“But what Lao Lin said is not wrong. Judging from the opponent’s Berserker’s appearance, he should have found a rhythm to deal with it.

The counterattack may be about to begin." Lu Liang grabbed a handful of peanuts and looked at the situation on the stage nervously.

And just as he thought, the Berserker's counterattack began immediately after he entered the red blood state.

(End of this chapter)