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

A swordsman who is better at seizing opportunities than an assassin!

A swordsman who is better at hiding than a thief!

A swordsman who can endure more than a ninja!

A swordsman who can control the anger of his opponent better than a warlock!

A bright light in the dark night and a strange demon sword!

who is he!
Of course it’s me, Huang Shaotian!

Huang Shaotian hummed a song, and occasionally changed his perspective to take a look at the situation outside. He was in a very relaxed state now.

After all, with Fang Rui's previous experience and the guidance of his captain, Huang Shaotian now has no pressure at all, not at all.

If the opponent is in very bad condition, with little mana and health left, then it makes sense to try to kill him.

But now, forget it, Huang Shao has no such idea at all.

Since you have chosen to give up, you might as well do it from the beginning to the end. This game was going to be lost anyway, so one point more or one point less is actually not a big deal.

Besides, the captain of the team couldn’t defeat the opponent, so it would be so embarrassing for the captain if a deputy captain defeated the opponent!

I, Mr. Huang, understand the ways of the world the best!

Eh? There's a flaw? The opponent was probably pretending. He shook his body and rushed forward with a sword shadow step. The war spear retreated, and Longya easily crushed the sword shadow step.

You see, that's right, right?

Huang Shao whistled with a satisfied smile on his face. This was a new use of the Sword Shadow Step that he had developed since the World Invitational. It shouldn't have been a new plan he had developed since last season.

Isn't the Ember Team's best play a combination of real and fake? You can do it yourself!

Release a few Sword Shadow Steps, take your time, fake, fake, real, fake, fake, fake, real, fake, fake, fake, real. If the cooldown time of Sword Shadow Steps was not too long, the rhythm of this kind of play could be even more disgusting.

When you reach the level of a titled player, or a world-class player, it is not easy to defeat a player of the same level. Without professional advantages and terrain advantages, it is probably just a matter of luck.

However, this is the case when you want to get rid of the other party.

If one party really doesn't care about face anymore, there will be endless ways to disgust the other party.

As for the face... for Huang Shaotian, who was valued by Lao Wei and wanted to be a member of the group in the beginning, is it really important?
Has it become an idol burden after being banned? If Huang Shao really cared about these things, the professional league would have already opened up the revised rule that allows dead players to speak.

Obviously, in terms of patience, although Dominic is good, he is still a little worse than Huang Shaotian.

Dominic was already getting a little impatient. He had already sent out provocative challenges countless times on the public channel, but Huang Shaotian basically remained silent in this match.

Just send it, I can’t understand it anyway, so I’ll just do my own thing and have a lot of fun.

"Harrison, this..." Although the head coach of the American team did not understand honor, he respected honor very much. But even if he respected it as much as he could, he could see that his young master was in a bad mood.

Didn't they win? Even if it was embarrassing, it was the Huaxia team that was embarrassed. Why was the young master so angry?
"This is the pride of professional players, but the guys on the Huaxia team no longer have such pride, so Dominic is angry. This is very normal." Harrison said lightly: "Just wait and see, Dominic has already won the ring match."

Although the team leader felt a little helpless, he still did not continue to ask questions.

Forget it, don't worry about it. Maybe I really don't understand...

As for pride, aren't the winners the ones who are qualified to be proud? In the eyes of the team leader, the guys on the Huaxia team are the most terrifying.

Isn’t there an old Chinese saying that goes, “Hey, everyone, don’t do that.”
Heaven will not fail those who work hard. If you sleep on firewood and taste gall, you can conquer Wu with only 3,000 soldiers.

Where there is a will, there is a way. After burning their boats and crossing the river, the 120 Qin passes finally belonged to Chu.

China has always had the concept of heroes and tyrants. The American team may be heroes, even they think so, but the Chinese team is the heroes. Since ancient times, there are very few heroes who stand to the end...

And showing weakness for a moment will eventually lead to the ultimate reward.

As a leader who knows China well, he knows Han Xin's humiliation under his crotch, King Yue's sleeping on firewood and tasting gall, Liu Bang's sharing of his soup, and Sun Bin's pretending to be crazy...

The leader's pupils suddenly shrank a little. Oh no, the other side has a master of military strategy! This is the 36 Stratagems of Pretending to be Mad!
The team leader opened his mouth and was about to report, but when he saw the indifference of the other members of the American team, he finally swallowed what he was about to say.

Even if I tell it to others, no one will believe it, right?

It's just like Fan Zeng trying to persuade the Overlord at the Hongmen Banquet, but in the end he only got a boy who didn't agree with him.

Chen Gong advised Lü Wenhou three times, but did he still suffer a crushing defeat in the end?

A feeling of desolation surged in his heart, and the team leader seemed to have seen the ending of the American team and his own final ending.

One was defeated miserably, and the other was sent to the African branch by the headquarters...

No, I absolutely cannot let this happen!
The team leader took a deep breath, and when the young master came back, he would immediately give him a death warning!

Dominic felt a little tired. After three games in a row, his emotions were still being provoked. He only felt tired now. It can be said that his will was extremely strong.

But Dominic didn't care much. This kind of fatigue wouldn't matter a little more. He could fully recover before the team competition!
Youth is capital!
The spear was wielded with great force and finally caught Huang Shaotian's Ye Yu Sheng Fan before the last moment of the circle shrinking. Huang Shaotian was not at all vague and performed a scene of Qin Wang circling the pillar. If he could withstand it, he would try it. If he couldn't, he would simply block it. If the strong dragon pressure broke his dominance, he would save his skills for a counterattack.

Use the least actions to get the most operations!

Be shameless to the end!

Huang Shaotian showed a sly smile on his face, and at the end he did not forget to disgust his opponent, reducing his opponent's health to the last 1% before he fell under his opponent's gun.

It seemed like he was telling Dominic clearly that this three-in-one opportunity was given to him as a reward for actively choosing a complex single-player map.

【glory】!
The moment the game ended, Dominic drew his card and walked away, walking towards the stage with a grim look on his face.

Although it is not necessary for the contestants in the competition booth to come out and greet each other in every match, the contestants in the first and last matches still need to maintain superficial friendship first and competition second.

Although, this sentence has no practical meaning at all.

However, Dominic is in such a state that he doesn't even want to put on a superficial disguise.

"What do you, the Chinese team, want to do? Humiliate me?!" Dominic looked at Huang Shaotian opposite him angrily.

Huang Shaotian looked confused, then lost in thought with a complicated expression. Finally, he looked at the translator who had just rushed over with a bit of shame: "What did he say? The translator was taken away by the referee when he was on the field just now."

……

"Ah?" The translator was stunned. He was a pure and good son of the Chinese nation! However, he really didn't hear clearly what Huang Shao said just now.

“That…” The translator was about to cry: “I just arrived and didn’t hear it. Also, I didn’t hear what you said just now, Mr. Huang…” “I, said, he…” Huang Shaotian rolled his eyes and repeated it word for word.

Although she spoke slowly, the young lady didn't dare to say a word. She translated to Dominic with a weird look on her face, and Dominic's face became even darker.

Huang Shaotian glanced at him and said, "Hurry up and tell him not to hit anyone. He will be punished if he does. Also, do you need to find a doctor for him? I think his blood pressure is a little high now."

……

The translator pretended not to hear and kept an awkward yet polite smile on her face.

I didn't understand. My English is not that good either. I will quit my job when I get back. No wonder my classmates who are good at broadcasting and hosting said that Huang Shao is on the blacklist of the relevant industry. He is absolutely right.

Dominic didn't get an answer, so he turned around and left with a sullen face.

“Hey hey hey! Shake hands, shake hands. If you don’t shake hands, it’s not my fault if you get a yellow card!” Huang Shaotian raised his hand: “My hands are tender, you better be careful…”

One side is happy, the other side is furious. What's even more weird is that the one who lost is happy, and the one who won is angry. This world is really unreasonable...

Huang Shao shook his head and turned to look at Dominic's staggering back. Well, as expected, he was more talented in mockery and provocation.

Just Fang Rui...how ridiculous!
Huang Shao walked off the stage humming a song.

"Three to zero..." The national team members who had played against the Chinese team had different expressions. Although they also thought that the American team was stronger, they never thought that the American team could beat the Chinese team three to one...

Reporters from various countries dispersed to interview the national team players in the venue.

"Excuse me, what do you think of this game?"

"Um, I sat in the designated area and watched," Grahide replied very cautiously.

……

"Who do you think will win this one?"

"The national team can win." Giovanni smiled implicitly.

"Um, which national team can win?" the reporter asked quickly.

“It’s hard to say…”

……

"I don't know. Both teams should have their own plans." The captain of the Swedish team shook his head.

……

"Both sides are excellent players. Dominic just played better in this game..." said the captain of the Japanese team modestly.

……

There is no fool among the players who can come to the World Invitational Tournament. How can they express their opinions frankly in public, especially on such issues?

Not to mention the embarrassment of being slapped in the face after guessing wrong, it is dangerous in other aspects alone.

Since ancient times, competitive activities have been inseparable from gambling. How many people buy football matches every year? This World Invitational Tournament is bound to have such people.

If all countries had not attached great importance to this world's largest online game and had not taken corresponding measures, it is possible that some undetermined players would have done something to discredit the game, right?
Seeing that they couldn't get anything useful out of the questions, the reporters dispersed in disappointment. Communicating with these smart people was one thing, but it was too tiring. It was better to interview passers-by and get the job done.

……

"Well, let's interview Chinese fans about their views on their national team. May I ask sir, how do you feel right now?" A Korean reporter raised the microphone in front of a person in Chinese with a fairly fluent but strange accent.

"What the hell? How do I feel now? I'm quite anxious!" said the audience member who was asked with deep sorrow.

The Korean player's eyes lit up: "You also think that the Chinese team's actions are really unsportsmanlike, right?"

"What are you talking about? I need to go to the bathroom! These three games took too long." Lao Wei looked at the team in front of him worriedly: "I wonder if I can still get in line before the game starts? I'm still waiting to see who will be the best in the next game! I'm telling you, don't try to cut in line!"

F*ck... The Korean reporter's face darkened. I was asking you what you think of the poor performance of the Chinese team!

Can we have a good interview today?!

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Reserve Seat

"You use this method to make people so angry that they jump up and down? Isn't that good? Not as good as me." Fang Rui shook his head, expressing his disapproval: "You can't make people angry with the power of words as well as I can convey my provocative intention with body language."

"What nonsense are you talking about? When you made your move, his blushing level was level three, but when it came to me, his blood pressure went off the charts, okay? If I had said a few more words, I was afraid he would not be able to stand it and lie on the ground to blackmail me, so I didn't say anything." Huang Shaotian rolled his eyes: "Do you understand the value of my words? Come on, Wang Jiexi, tell him how I forced you to become red-hot in Season 6 and won the championship!"

"We are all teammates, it's not right to say that..." Xiao Shiqin advised with some embarrassment.

"It's okay. Lao Wang and Lao Fang won't appear later, right?" Huang Shaotian waved his hand and said indifferently.

"I mean, if you want to taunt them, just pull them over to the side..." Xiao Shiqin sighed, "Don't affect the players here, okay? You even injured Zhang Jiale by mistake!"

"Forehead……"

"I feel like if you hadn't mentioned this, Jiale wouldn't have thought of this..."

"It's okay. We're going to lose anyway." Huang Shaotian said guiltily, "Didn't we agree on this? You're pretending to be crazy, so you can't blame me..."

Just as the American team leader had thought, the Chinese team's strategy this time was indeed the means for the military saint to escape.

Fake madness but not madness!

And now if you look at Dominic drinking a bottle of water directly...

The plan went smoothly.

Yu Wenzhou smiled and glanced at the big screen, where the team leader was anxiously saying something. However, Dominic just had a gloomy face and drank water sip by sip, paying no attention to the anxious middle-aged man beside him.

I took another look at the scoreboard. After the first round, the slight regret I had for my opponent disappeared in an instant.

I made a deal that the other party might not be willing to make. I used one to defeat three in exchange for weakening the other party's status. It was well worth it.

After all, the ultimate goal is the championship and victory...

(End of this chapter)