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

"The feeling here is different from what we see in the conference room!" Baozi's eyes sparkled as he kept looking around. He patted the shoulder of the man in front of him in a very familiar manner: "Hey, brother, what do you do for a living?"

The big brother looked down at his press card, then looked at Baozi, and said a bunch of gibberish that Baozi couldn't understand.

"You can't speak Chinese..." Baozi nodded seriously, patted someone's shoulder, and sighed with some regret: "But don't worry, brother, I will never discriminate against you."

So, what are you regretting?

And why should they be discriminated against by you?
"Be reserved, Baozi!" Chen Guo, who had just settled the others, gritted her teeth and said in a very small voice: "Don't embarrass yourself! This is outside, you have to pay attention to your image, your image!"

The moment the camera swept over, Chen Guo immediately turned into the image of a lady from a noble family with a hidden smile.

This is being broadcast live to the whole world, there must be people I know watching it!

Baozi's behavior really made her, as the boss, lose face.

Especially since Team Ember was sitting in the row behind her, Chen Guo didn't want to embarrass herself in front of Team Ember.

After all, the two teams competing in the tenth season are Team Ember and Team Happy. Team Ember almost snatched the championship trophy from Team Happy. If you round it off, they should be considered old rivals, right?

Probably, not really.

Chen Guo put almost all of her energy into sitting upright, and restraining the disobedient members of the Xingxin team in a decent but not awkward manner.

Well, specifically referring to steamed buns.

Also… why are the tickets I got from Chairman Feng Xianjun so close to the Ember Team’s seats…

"Guoguo, my cousin and his friends are here. I'll go to the back for a while." Wu Jing said in a low voice.

"Oh? Then Xiaoxia and I will also..." Qin Tianran's eyes lit up and he added.

Since meeting Team Ember yesterday, Guoguo has become a little serious...

"Well, no problem, go ahead." Chen Guo showed a reserved smile and nodded gracefully.

Tang Rou next to her almost couldn't hold back her laughter. After knowing Guoguo for so many years, this was the first time she saw Guoguo in such a state. Before Tang Rou could open her mouth to make fun of him, the lights in the audience dimmed a little.

The game has begun.

World Invitational North Division semifinals.

"Welcome everyone to watch the first Glory World Invitational, semi-finals, North Division, the match between China and England! I am your old friend, Pan Lin!" Pan Lin's face showed the same smile as usual.

But if you look closely, it's not hard to see that it was Pan Lin's nervous trembling that started it all.

In comparison, guest Li Yibo is in much better condition.

"I'm Li Yibo. In this game, our Huaxia team will be the home team and will choose the maps for each stage of the game." Li Yibo said with a smile: "I think everyone should be as nervous as I am. After all, this game will directly determine who can move forward to the finals.

In the South Division, the United States National Team and the Russian National Team will compete for another spot.”

"Who does Brother Li think is more promising?" Pan Lin asked subconsciously.

"No matter how many times you ask, my answer will remain the same. I will definitely support our Chinese team more." Li Yibo said with a smile.

After the casual question and answer session, Pan Lin's nervousness improved a lot and he returned to his usual state: "On this point, Brother Li and I have absolutely the same opinion... Oh? The players from both sides have finished their pre-match greetings and left the first-match players on the field.

From the screen we can see that our national team captain Yu is holding hands with the second knight of the England national team, Jeanne...

Eh?! Wait, is Team Yu going to play in our first game? "

Pan Lin realized what was happening and was stunned.

Hiss, Team Yu? Individual competition? Is this true?

Pan Lin was a little panicked.

"We don't have any other plans. The first player is indeed Yu Wenzhou's warlock, Soxar." Li Yibo said with a smile: "This is actually a very good choice."

"Oh? What do you mean, Brother Li?"

"As everyone knows, Captain Yu is not only the captain of Team Blue Rain, the No. 1 Warlock of the Chinese Professional League, and one of the four great tacticians of the Chinese Professional League. What else is he famous for..."

Clumsy hands and a chatterbox.

Pan Lin quickly understood it in his mind, but of course, he never said it out loud.

"From the statistics of the public matches of Team Yu's entire career, it can be said that the number of individual events that Team Yu has participated in can be counted on one hand, and nearly 90% of those games were played when Team Blue Rain was the home team.

Among them, Team Yu’s chance of winning is almost over 85 percent.”

This is already an extremely terrifying proportion.

As long as Yu Wenzhou appears in the individual competition, it basically means a victory is achieved, with basically no surprises.

Li Yibo's words undoubtedly gave everyone a shot of confidence: "If you think about it, Captain Yu is very similar to a superhero."

"Ah? Who?"

"Mr. Batman." Li Yibo said calmly: "Team Yu is just like Mr. Batman. He rarely wins encounters on the opponent's home map.

But if it’s our home court, we rarely lose.”

……

"How do you feel, Lao Wei?" Fang Shijing asked, patting Lao Wei's shoulder with a smile.

"Ah?" Old Wei, who was staring at the figure in a purple-black robe on the projection of the circle, turned his head in confusion and asked, "What did you say?"

Fang Shijing smiled and said, "I was really moved to see Soxar on the field. I wonder what your mentality is."

"Haha, mentality, what other mentality is there?" Old Wei couldn't help laughing.

The character on the field was no longer his own Soxar. Except for the ID and the face, from inside to outside, from top to bottom, there was no part of him that was familiar to Lao Wei.

It can no longer have any special impact on Lao Wei.

It's just a strange account that I'm not even familiar with.

Seeing Old Wei's relieved look, Fang Shijing couldn't help but smile and shook his head. Why did he ask this question again which already had an answer?
Thinking of this, Lao Wei asked again: "What about you? The second generation of Soxar?"

Your own words?

Relieved? Proud? Sad? Or some other emotion?
It seems like both are there, and yet it seems like nothing is there.

Very complicated emotions.

but……

"I hope Xiao Yu can get off to a good start. Soxar definitely has the potential to defeat three opponents at once." Before Fang Shijing could reply, Lao Wei returned to his original state, crossed his legs arrogantly, and kept shaking them.

"Okay, okay, okay... Oh? The map you chose is... this one?" Lu Liang was stunned, his face looking a little strange.

This... this... Joan of Arc, who had already adjusted her state, subconsciously looked at her hands again.

Do you need to wipe it with a tissue? I just shook hands with the Warlock operator... Jeanne doesn't have any mysophobia. She has a boyfriend, so she's naturally not afraid of men.

It mainly focuses on the warlock profession.

When the warlock appears, there will be no oranges within a ten-mile radius.

As long as there is a warlock, a move that could have been a critical hit or not will definitely not be a critical hit, and a move that could have been an accurate block or not will definitely not be an accurate block.

It's like Murphy's Law is extremely outrageous.

As long as there is a tendency for things to develop into bad places, they will definitely develop into bad places.

This is a highly contagious warlock curse. Although it sounds superstitious, we must be on guard against it!
However, I am a knight, so I should, probably, be... immune, right?
Joan of Arc was a little confused.

However, after seeing the map chosen by the other party, his expression changed slightly.

Abandoned underground pipelines in desolate area.

A typical complex map that limits the performance of fast attack and heavy professions.

If this is the case... not only myself, but also the subsequent contestants will be at a disadvantage.

Plus, the other party is a warlock...

"I have a feeling. With this kind of map and the warlock's subsequent members, I can guess most of what will happen. This... is going to be a horror movie for the opponent, right?" Lu Liang took a breath.

"We shouldn't let our opponents have it too easy." Bai Shu, who knows English professional players best, thought for a moment and gave his serious opinion.

The painful torture is about to begin...

The opponent is a knight, and the most cost-effective skill he can learn from his own class should be the priest's purification.

If this is the case, how to trick out purification is the key to victory.

The warlock quickly went over the map of the single-player match in his mind, twirled the scepter in his hand, and walked gracefully in the filthy underground passage.

We also need to judge the opponent's path selection. If it is a knight... he will most likely choose to wait in an open area, right?
Then, the most suitable location should be over there.

Yu Wenzhou had a peaceful smile on his face, and he was calm and quietly operating the Soxar in his hand.

"It's such a pleasure to watch Captain Yu's operations." Xiao Shiqin couldn't help but laugh.

There is no messy fancy tricks, no hasty and desperate attack.

There is only calmness and the confidence to hold everything in your hands.

How does the saying go? Elegance never goes out of style.

"Haha, being elegant won't make your opponent angry, but it will definitely make your opponent angry." Sun Xiang couldn't help but sneered.

Guess who the impatient Sun Xiang faced the most during the World Invitational training camp? Anyway, we can't rule out Fang Rui, Yu Wenzhou and Huang Shaotian, who are good at making people angry, right?

The most precise movement, the shortest path, no time wasted, moving steadily and accurately towards the target location.

Then, the wait begins.

"How did he get to that place just now? He should have taken a detour to get to that distance, right?" Lancelot frowned. "Why did he fly over there?"

"Your position is a little off. That's the reverse use of manipulation." Guinevere was a little surprised. As a top player in the same profession, Guinevere only needed a little guidance to understand the secret.

Originally, manipulation was a skill for controlling and pulling objects or characters, but it is still effective for scenes.

It is common for new warlocks to fail in their manipulation skills, which then affects the scene.

Not only does he fail to control his opponent, he will also control himself for a few seconds and send himself a few steps away.

However, Yu Wenzhou took advantage of this disadvantage and forcibly bound this skill to the scene, which actually greatly increased the warlock's flexibility.

Simply incredible.

Guinevere's eyes were frighteningly bright as she looked at Soksar on the field with anticipation.

He wanted to see more!

Yu Wenzhou has clumsy hands, and this is something that does not need to be emphasized by others. Even Yu Wenzhou himself often makes jokes about his clumsy hands.

However, it is precisely because of this disadvantage that Yu Wenzhou's strength has been revealed.

Slow down.

If you do it too fast, some details won't be clear. If you form muscle memory, some subconscious actions may be seen as traps used by your opponent.

"I think this is the player who looks most like you in the entire professional league." Qin Tianran said with emotion: "You all don't play games with your hands, you all use your brains."

"Can I take this as a compliment?" Wu Xuefeng said with a smile while holding his daughter.

"What are you talking about, Wu Ge? Of course this is a compliment." Qin Tianran was stunned for a moment, and quickly added: "Really!"

Wu Xuefeng naturally knew what Qin Tianran meant, and said with a smile: "Why are you so nervous? Are you afraid that I will be angry?

I just have some emotion. Everyone says that I play games with my brain, and hand speed doesn't have much effect on me, but isn't it just a last resort?
At that time, I was too old to keep up with young people like you. I could only use my brain more, but deep down, I still hoped to be able to perform operations that require hand speed to maintain. "

Wu Xuefeng believed that Yu Wenzhou felt the same way.

Taking advantage of the terrain, the speed has increased a lot and it is estimated that there is still plenty of time.

His eyes kept scanning the field, looking for a better attack route. After calculating the line of sight, the warlock raised the scepter in his hand.

Dark clouds began to gather at the top of the underground passage.

The moment the knight stepped in, green raindrops began to fall.

【Rain of Chaos】!
The time was just right, not a minute less. Yu Wenzhou's lips curled up into a smile.

The moment the knight raised his hand, a ball of purple gas was instantly thrown out.

[Soul Strike]!
The skill that was forcibly interrupted by the Soul Attack Technique was naturally...

An advanced skill learned from a priest.

【Purification】

Joan of Arc looked grim.

Completely, everything is in my hands. I haven't experienced this feeling for a long time, but I don't miss it at all. Instead, I feel... extremely irritated.

(End of this chapter)