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

Free activities and rest on the morning of the second day after the game has become a routine for the Chinese team.

So, Zhang Jiale got up a little late today.

After sitting on the bed in a daze for a while, he struggled to get up. The discomfort in his fingers proved his fatigue.

Yesterday's game seemed dull, but it was actually the most dangerous and difficult one since the start of the World Invitational Tournament.

After silently doing some finger exercises, I clenched my fists, wondering if I could recover before the next game.

Zhang Jiale sighed helplessly. He was actually not young anymore and he didn't know how long he could play.

After washing up, I went out, ate something casually, and then ran to the activity room.

There were not many people in the activity room. Only Yu Wenzhou and Zhang Xinjie were reading books. Fang Rui was holding Huang Shaotian and muttering something to the other side.

"Where are the others?" Zhang Jiale sat down carelessly, looked at the scenery outside the window, and asked.

Yu Wenzhou smiled and said, "Yunxiu and Mucheng went out shopping. Senior Sun took Tang Hao, Sun Xiang and Xiao Wen to train. Ye Xiu and Xiao Shiqin went to get the information."

"Is that so..." Zhang Jiale hummed comfortably, sat more comfortably, and closed his eyes: "How are you feeling?"

"It was quite enjoyable when I played yesterday, but today I found my hands were shaking a little." Yu Wenzhou had no intention of hiding the fact that adrenaline played a big role in yesterday's game. When he was playing at full strength, there was no impact. After the game was over, he began to feel tired.

Zhang Jiale looked up at him. He couldn't sleep last night, so he specially looked for a video to watch Yu Wenzhou eating Jack the Ripper alone. I have to say, even he was a little shocked when he watched it.

When it gets to that point, it will be difficult for Da Meng Xian Jue to escape.

This guy is really a monster...

"I hope to break Jack the Ripper's mentality." Yu Wenzhou said.

……

"Is Jack still in the gym?" Arthur, who was eating breakfast, glanced at Lancelot, whose hair was a little wet.

Apparently, he had taken a shower after exercising.

Lancelot nodded and put down the two plates: "Still hitting the sandbag."

"I'll go and persuade him later." Arthur sighed helplessly.

"I've already told him, and he said he knew." Lancelot was also a little helpless.

To be honest, if he had gotten within three body lengths and then been defeated by the warlock, I wouldn't be in a very good mood right now.

Not only Jack the Ripper, several of the contestants yesterday looked a little listless. Joan of Arc had just gotten up, and the breakfast next to her was left for her. She said she would come over later.

Even Arthur could see some dark circles under his eyes, obviously because he didn't sleep well the night before.

"Eh? Is this for me, brother? Ah, I told you I'm not that sad." Grahide sat down with a smile and took the plate over: "But you've already called me, so I won't..."

"Get out, this belongs to Joan of Arc." Lancelot's face darkened.

What I just said does not include this guy.

Even though he was tricked by the special effects twice, the impact on this guy only lasted for a short while. After returning to the hotel, he had a midnight snack and didn't take what happened just now to heart at all.

But then again, this kind of mentality is actually quite good.

Grahide left the table grumblingly and ran to the food counter to fight for his meal.

Members of the England national team arrived at the hotel restaurant one after another, including Jack the Ripper. His condition had improved a lot. He nodded at everyone and sat aside to eat as usual.

"Let's go out for a walk after eating, and tomorrow..." Arthur said after finishing his breakfast.

"No, let's start the meeting right away." Mistletoe was the first to raise objections.

Arthur was stunned and looked at the others. Everyone looked serious.

"I'm not in the mood to go out." Vivian poked the fried eggs on the plate viciously, and pushed them to Merlin who was standing beside her after poking them until they were unbearable to look at.

Merlin smiled bitterly and took it silently.

"We lost miserably in the last game, we must win in the next one!"

"That's right!"

Arthur took a deep breath, nodded seriously, and stood up: "Well, let's go."

……

"Ahem, well, let's finish our meal first. We just took two bites." Someone said awkwardly, without even touching the food in front of him.

"really……"

"A little hungry..."

Arthur blushed, "Ahem, sorry."

After eating and drinking, the members of the England national team sat in the conference room and watched the entire previous game, from the ring match to the end of the team match. Everyone took notes quietly and discussed in low voices from time to time until the second round of the video was finished.

"In the last game, the main problem was that our style of play was too conservative and lacked a bit of offensiveness. The opponent calculated this and concentrated all their strength to break through our defenses, completely tearing apart our defenses." Jeanne said, "Also, we were not well prepared for their new style of play."

"Yes, yes." Grahead nodded repeatedly: "That combination of the ammunition expert and the mage is too dirty! They directly carry out physical attacks on people. I felt a little dizzy when I participated in the team competition, and I was hit by this again in the team competition... I think we need to make some arrangements for this in the next game."

"It's actually not that difficult to arrange. In the next game, we'll be at home. If we choose a complex map, we should be able to significantly reduce the number of players..." Mistletoe didn't finish her words and stopped talking.

Complex map?

Among the other three teams, is there any one that is better at complex maps than the Chinese team?

In fact, aren't my current thoughts really led by the other party?
Mistletoe thought of Yu Wenzhou’s handsome but hateful face, and his smiling words, “I am a warlock”…

He glared at Guinevere fiercely, making Guinevere look a little confused.

No, what are you looking at me for? Guinevere scratched her head, thought for a moment, and still didn't dare to speak.

"It is not advisable to use complex maps." Joan of Arc shook her head.

"Sister-in-law is right!"

"The Chinese team is much better than us at studying complex maps, and our lineup does not allow us to engage in positional warfare that relies on terrain. Their high mobility can slowly wear us down." "Sister-in-law is right!"

...Joan of Arc glanced at Gladhead, who had a proud and honored look on his face, which made Lancelot's face darken.

Jeanne took a deep breath: "So I think..."

"sister in law……"

"Get out if you say another word." Lancelot growled.

Grahide shut his mouth angrily. You are not happy to support your sister-in-law.

The others found the video interesting but didn't say anything. Only Arthur, after watching the game video for the third time, fell into deep thought.

"Well, let's not think about the opponent's response first, but how are we going to fight the next game?" Jack the Ripper asked.

"For the next game, I think we should adopt a normal ratio and face the opponent head-on, right?"

"That seems to be the reason. If we use the defensive lineup again..."

"For the next game, I think we should still adopt the basic idea of ​​this game, focusing on "consumption" here." Arthur stopped thinking and spoke seriously, which stunned everyone else.

"Why? Our overall tactics in this game seemed a bit clumsy. If we use this style of play again in the next game..."

"There are two reasons." Arthur pointed at the big screen and said, "Why do you think the opponent would use such an extreme tactical ratio when they have the home advantage?"

"Confident?" Morrigan scratched his head and asked, "It wasn't too difficult for them to win the last game. Uh, don't look at me like that. I'm not saying anything bad about you. If a lineup like that could be torn apart, let alone other lineups."

Grahide snorted.

But Merlin, Jeanne, Mistletoe, and Guinevere all frowned.

"Easy, did they really win easily?" Arthur touched his chin and tapped the device a few times: "Here, the ammunition expert's operation is actually a bit distorted. If it weren't for the support of the magic scholar, Jeanne's roar could have pulled the opponent's position.

Also here, although he still captured the Qigong master, if the elemental mage and the gangster hadn't intervened in advance, he would not have been able to amplify the gangster's mental energy wave.

here……"

Arthur pointed out the doubts he could see bit by bit: "Their operations in the later stages have actually begun to change. If the warlock hadn't tricked Jack, the assassin alone would have been enough to deal them a heavy blow.

They won with great difficulty.”

"You mean..." Guinevere looked at Arthur.

“Yes, the opponent won with great difficulty, and they were able to crush us because they guessed that we would adopt such a lineup, prepared in advance, and occupied the geographical advantage.

In fact, they are almost exhausted. Arthur said seriously: "Don't forget their age."

Everyone fell silent.

"The second point is that their purpose in doing this is to demonstrate to us, but this kind of demonstration seems a bit timid."

"They are forcing us to give up such a clumsy fighting style and tactics." Merlin said, "They are afraid."

"Yes, I think so." Arthur nodded. "This defensive tactic doesn't cost much. All they can do is make us give up this tactic. That's why they're desperate to crush us!"

Arthur's confidence injected vitality into the conference room, and everyone smiled.

It sounds like there is no problem. So that's how it is...

"But what if they are acting this way on purpose? To make us think this way, to make us use this tactic again, to set us up again?"

A discordant voice sounded, and everyone looked at Grahide.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I'm telling the truth." Grahide scratched his head: "Don't you think what I said makes sense?"

……

It's because I think what you said makes sense that I'm looking at you with such strange eyes.

"This is something we really have to guard against." Arthur nodded: "So, what do you think?"

"In terms of defense, why not go for the extreme end? Remove a defense position and replace it with an output position?" Gawain suggested.

"The Guardian Angel and Arthur don't need to be replaced... Joan of Arc and Grahead?" Merlin looked at the two of them and said, "Let's replace them with me or Vivian."

"I think you're targeting me?"

"I'm just talking about the facts!" Merlin rolled his eyes.

The situation down there became messy again, which made Arthur feel helpless.

Grahead's suggestion is indeed very good. The England national team must improve its subjective initiative. If they are blindly led by the opponent, they will never have the initiative in their hands.
The most terrifying thing about the Chinese team is actually their grasp of the initiative. Once they seize the initiative, the snowball starts rolling down from the top of the mountain. By the time it reaches the foot of the mountain, it is completely unstoppable.

"Glaheide, your position in the team competition will be given to Vivian, and you and Lancelot will compete in the doubles competition." Arthur said, "Merlin, the finale of the team competition will be given to you, and you will also be the one to assign the players for the ring competition. In this case, does anyone have any opinions?"

"It's gone, it's gone!"

As the captain of the national team, it is a science to keep the balance. How to keep the balance completely level so that everyone feels comfortable is a very delicate matter.

Anyway, we can't learn from that award ceremony. The approach of treating everyone equally would offend everyone equally. Is that reasonable?
In the end, he completely lost all his authority.

Seeing the satisfied expressions of the others, Arthur smiled and said, "Well, that's the arrangement for the team match. We'll discuss the team match map later. Merlin, what do you think about the ring match..."

……

"Ah Qiu!" Xiao Shiqin sneezed and looked at the sky: "Why do I always have a bad feeling?"

“I’m almost there.” Ye Xiu held up the file bag: “I guess our next match is… eh? Those guys over there are…”

Xiao Shiqin was stunned for a moment, then followed Ye Xiu's gesture and looked out the window of the tram.

There were several pretty Chinese girls, two of whom were Chu Yunxiu and Su Mucheng, who Xiao Shiqin was very familiar with, and two of whom were two pretty girls from the Happy team. As for the other two, they looked familiar. "They seem to be the bosses of Yu Jin and Happy team?"

“Yeah.” Ye Xiu had a smile on his face: “I didn’t expect them to come to Zurich to watch the game…”

(End of this chapter)