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

Originally, this position should have been given to Huang Shaotian, but Fang Rui volunteered to take the spot and signed a military order, promising that if he failed to win, he would be beheaded.

Therefore, even Tang Hao had no objection.

Of course, please ignore the fact that Tang Hao went out alone to the mall to look at kitchen knives that day.

If he wins, he can keep the original plan. If he loses, he can still take Fang Rui's head. For Tang Hao, he will not lose no matter what.

Although, I don’t know whether Tang Hao hopes Fang Rui wins or loses.

After following the four great tacticians for nearly two months, Tang Hao's style became strange.

It's just a pity that Fang Rui didn't give Tang Hao the opportunity to reduce the Chinese team's two members. Relying on his rich insights into the dirty style, Fang Rui played more like an assassin than Jack the Ripper.

Fang Rui has mastered the techniques of silent tracking, ambushing around corners, and escaping thousands of miles away if a strike fails.

Three to one, the Chinese team won the match.

“If this continues, the team competition can indeed be changed to a certain extent.” Yu Wenzhou smiled.

“Yeah, that’s good.” Ye Xiu let out a sigh, “I wonder what the situation is like for the American and Japanese teams.”

"I hope the Japanese team can win and drag the American team into overtime. Those guys...are pretty good at ninjas, thieves and assassins. The home court shouldn't be a big problem." Zhang Jiale almost bit his tongue.

Sun Zheping gave him a strange look: "It's not a global live broadcast now."

Zhang Jiale suddenly understood and nodded: "Oh, little Japan."

"It's a good thing to be careful outside." Xiao Shiqin stretched and said, "Are you two okay? Especially Lele."

"I have no problem. I'm just playing a supporting role anyway." Zhang Jiale is now used to everyone calling him Lele.

There's no other way. Zhang is a common surname, and it's not easy to address two people with the same name in the same team. If I call him Xiao Zhang, it would seem a bit distant.

Rather than being alienated, Zhang Jiale is willing to accept the name Lele.

In the doubles competition, the Chinese team's players ready to play are Fanhua Xuejing, Sun Zheping's Another Summer of Sleep and Zhang Jiale's Awakening from a Big Dream.

Although the Huaxia team has a wide range of combinations for the doubles match, the strongest one is still Fanhua Xuejing, and he also has better adaptability.

Ever since Zhang Jiale joined the Embers team, their style has changed drastically compared to the seventh season and before. They have begun to let themselves go as a whole, and have learned the true skills of Lao Wei, Lin Jingyan and Fang Rui in the sneaky style. Therefore, no matter what map the opponent chooses, it doesn't make much difference to them.

The other players of the Chinese team who went to the bathroom to take care of their urgent needs or simply to wash their faces came back. After laughing and joking for a while, the referee reminded both sides to get ready to play.

"Let's go." Zhang Jiale stretched, his eyes shining.

"Yeah." Sun Zheping handed his coat to Fang Rui, stood up and followed Zhang Jiale.

"Sun Zheping is fine, but hasn't Zhang Jiale changed his temper? Why are you so anxious?" Sun Xiang muttered.

"They are probably only one step away from being banned. They probably want a chance to improve under high pressure," Wang Jiexi said with a smile.

"Damn, it's a pity they are teammates, otherwise they would be tripped up." Fang Rui shook his head with some regret, but anyone could hear that he was simply showing off.

Show off that you have two good teammates.

[I hope they are okay.] Su Muqiu looked at the backs of the two people. What Wang Jiexi said was right, but he did not say the most crucial point.

The biggest obstacle for these two people to truly enter the ranks and obtain their own titles is their age.

Both of them are very old, and because of this, the possibility of a breakthrough will be even smaller. They need to constantly push themselves to the limit and live towards death.

Well... although it sounds a bit fantastic, this is how it is.

The two of them are now like a string that is constantly being adjusted. They are already close to perfection, but if they can't reach their limit, they will completely collapse. It seems that Zhang Jiale and Sun Zheping have not considered this point...

"It's okay." Li Wen took a deep breath, looked at the backs of his two brothers, and confirmed again: "It's okay!"

"Yeah." Fang Rui also stopped laughing and nodded seriously: "If it's them..."

On the stage, looking at the two people walking up from the opposite side, Grahead also put away his playful expression and became serious: "Brother, it seems that this is our chance to redeem ourselves."

"Well, if you miss this one, I don't know when you'll have to wait for it again." A smile appeared on Lancelot's face, staring at the expressionless Sun Zheping.

During the friendly match, it was the first time that the two strongest duos met each other. The brothers Grahede and Lancelot lost, and lost miserably.

And today, on this stage, the two sides meet again.

Lancelot felt a little regretful, because Zhang Jiale had reached his limit in the last team competition. It would be difficult for him to fully recover after three days of rest. In other words, Da Meng Xian Jue was not in a complete state now, which also meant that Fan Hua Xue Jing was not at his strongest moment.

The four hands were clasped together and shook vigorously. Without trying to say anything to each other, they walked directly towards the contestant channel.

They were all a little impatient.

"Hiss, Lao Zhang is on the field again? Is that okay?" Lu Liang took a breath and said, "Isn't Lao Zhang's attendance rate a bit too high?"

"Old Zhang consumed a lot of energy in the last game. It may be difficult for him to fully recover during this period of time." Fang Shijing frowned. He looked at Zhang Jiale, who had already sat in the competition seat with a bright smile on his face, and seemed to realize something.

Just like Zhang Jiale’s silver weapon [Mammon], greed cannot be satisfied.

At first, Zhang Jiale may have just wanted a championship, but after this obsession was fulfilled, greed began to expand.

If you can win a championship, why can't you build a dynasty?

Since he can still play and Sun Zheping has fully recovered, why not try to get rid of the title of the uncrowned king and get a title that truly belongs to him?
We are going to fight anyway, and if we can get Hu Guoshi Wushuang Thirteen Sides, then Mix Quan Dai Yi Jiu is not within the scope of consideration, right?
Zhang Jiale is now completely in this state.

This is a good thing, especially for Zhang Jiale.

after all……

[Becoming a legend sounds like having one foot in the grave, but you see, I have one foot in the grave, isn't that just right? Let me give it a try!]

This is what Zhang Jiale said before coming to Zurich, when everyone was there.

Zhang Jiale's eyes were bright and he looked very hopeful, then he smiled shyly. He knew that such words were a bit selfish, but there was nothing wrong with saying them to the people around him who were like family members.

Everyone patted Zhang Jiale on the shoulder, and Sun Zheping bumped fists with Zhang Jiale and said, "Let's do it together."

……

Zhang Jiale finished his recollection and said in the team channel with a smile: "I suddenly remembered what I said before I set out." "I didn't ask."

"I just suddenly wanted to say it." Zhang Jiale stretched and said, "Leave this one to me."

"it is good."

Zhang Jiale was stunned for a moment: "I thought you would try your best. After all, your chances are greater than mine."

"..." Sun Zheping did not answer directly, but thought for a while: "It's all the same."

it's the same.

Also.

Zhang Jiale laughed and looked at the map that the other party had locked onto.

【The End of the World】.

If you are not crazy, you can't live.

Zhang Jiale perked up.

"Hiss..." Pan Lin subconsciously took a breath of cold air: "Brother Li, do you have a feeling that... a storm is coming?"

"Ah?" Li Yibo was stunned for a moment while thinking about something: "What?"

"It's just... it feels a little different." Pan Lin racked his brains to think of an appropriate adjective: "Zhang Jiale's current state gives me the same feeling as the championship match in season 7, that is, he was forced into a desperate situation. Hmm, it seems a little inappropriate, but it's still that feeling."

Li Yibo was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Come to think of it, there is indeed such a feeling."

"Is that so?" Pan Lin became happy: "It seems that this game is indeed a little unusual."

"Yeah..." Li Yibo perked up, and then he had an inexplicable feeling.

If the world I live in is a game or a movie, there should be a voice-over now, right?

So, what kind of voice-over is most suitable for Zhang Jiale now?
"Bang bang bang!"

The continuous sound of gunfire directly interrupted Li Yibo's thoughts.

The game started.

Da Meng Xianjue rushed out of the refresh point, the Mammon magazine in his hand fell off, and then was quickly filled with a new magazine.

Armor-piercing bullet.

Flying gun behind the back.

Rushed forward!

On the other side, Zai Shui Yi Xia did not intend to directly enter the EX mode, but just used the conventional three-stage slash and sprint collision to hurry on.

"What's going on?" Morrigan was stunned. "Did they swap souls? How come it's completely the opposite of the previous game?"

Gawain frowned beside him. "Maybe... we need to grab a spot in advance? But that shouldn't be the case. The best place to place buffs is very close to Grahead. Even if we speed up, we won't be able to grab Grahead, right? Or is there something about this map that we don't know about?"

"It's possible, but... I feel like the main attacker in this battle isn't the Berserker." Arthur said.

"Ah? Could it be the ammunition expert? Isn't he a support?" Vivian was a little confused.

They have also studied the members of the Chinese team carefully. Just as the power is mutual, the England national team is the team that the Chinese team is most familiar with, and the Chinese team is also the team that the England national team is most familiar with.

However, even if it is research, the research on the players is only nearby.

There are simply too many competitions. If you really want to watch them all, it would take about a month to watch all the game recordings of a team's members. Therefore, for the videos of each national team, people generally watch those from the past two years.

There is not much point in going forward, as people are constantly improving and growing. That is why foreign teams don’t know about Wang Jiexi and Magic’s long-sealed style of play, nor do they know that Zhang Jiale was once the uncrowned king of the Glory Professional League, the only player who did not win the championship but had the personal MVP of the season.

In the seventh season, he is the undisputed number one in China's glory.

"Let's take another look." Joan of Arc frowned and looked at the holographic projection with some worry.

As soon as the game started, she had a bad feeling.

"Hmm?" The map for the doubles match was much larger than the map for the individual match in the tournament. Because of this, it was quite a while before Grahead heard the sound of gunfire outside. There were only a few sporadic shots, and then it died down. "Is the ammunition expert here?"

"I heard it, but I didn't hear the sound of the big sword." Lancelot's voice was a little low, and it could be heard that he was more or less confused now.

"They want to fight for position?" Grahead asked. "Then let's split up and fight one-on-one. I'll help you after I take care of the ammunition expert. We can't let them surround you."

Grahide still had some lingering fears about the bloody scene of flowers.

It's different from what those guys said. If you use a certain style too much, it will show flaws. Why didn't I see it? Every time I see the bloody scene of flowers, the opponent seems to be able to make different subtle adjustments.

The method I used last time won't work this time. Tell me how to fight this...

Especially the assist of the ammunition expert, it was outrageous, by adjusting the height of the thrown grenades to complete the patchwork of buffs, is this an operation that a human can perform? They also said that they are all old, then tell me what they were like when they were young, if the World Invitational was held three or four years earlier, then we would not have played at all, and the championship would have been awarded directly to the Chinese team!
Grahide's psychological activities were very complicated, while Lancelot was still thinking.

He needs to hold on...

Hold on.

This proves that in the eyes of my younger brother, my level is slightly lower than that of Sun Zheping, and I have no way of defeating that guy.

Lancelot admitted this. If a professional player cannot admit this, then he is a failed professional player.

The reason why he hesitated for so long was that Lancelot suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Can Grahide really defeat that ammunition expert?

"Brother?"

Lancelot took a deep breath and said, "I'll go to the perimeter to set up defenses. You quickly take care of the ammunition expert."

"understand!"

(End of this chapter)