Delta: With wages in place, even the Demon King's top-tier protection is crushed.

The next day.

As dawn breaks and the clouds simmer under the sun, half of life has passed, and the scorching sun seems old, slowly sinking into the sunset.

It's 6:20 PM, less than ten minutes before the start of Group A's training match!

All members of Team A of Operation Red finished dinner early, and everyone except Lü Ang was in high spirits.

Even in training matches, no one dared to slack off.

The reason is simple: the format of the training matches is exactly the same as that of the official matches, and the opponents are the same.

This round of training matches will reveal a lot, such as how well the other five teams are working together and what level their teamwork has reached.

Inside the competition uniform, watching the six teams from Group A enter the room one by one, Lü Ang also adjusted the live stream delay by three minutes and also let Haotian and the other person enter the chat software.

"Hey, hey, hey, sound check. Can you hear my sexy and magnetic voice? Over~"

In the KOOK chat channel, Lü Ang spoke first, and Haotian and King Chengcheng, who had just joined, couldn't help but chuckle.

King Chengcheng laughed and said, "I can hear you, Brother Ang."

Haotian, on the other hand, understood the importance of creating a good show, so he immediately lowered his voice and said in a thick, bubbly tone, "I~ can~ hear~ Brother Ang~~~~"

Haotian's final note was drawn out so long that his voice became affected and even a little coquettish towards the end.

Lu Ang couldn't stand it anymore; he got goosebumps all over his body.

"Ahem..." Lü Ang cleared his throat and said loudly, "Good! Very energetic!"

"After a day of rest, our team looks great!"

"I'll talk about a few points for the upcoming training matches. Everyone, take out your notebooks and write them down. My viewers, please check their live streams for me. If anyone isn't taking it seriously, let me know. Your favorite Gua teacher will give them a good beating later!" Lü Ang said to his live stream, which currently had over 3 viewers.

Upon hearing this, the viewers in the live stream immediately started to criticize.

"Looking all human but acting like a dog."

"You? Teacher? You? Hah!"

"Hey upstairs, why am I not a teacher? Doesn't teaching CS gameplay count as teaching?"

"Hey, I heard you got scammed by a 'dog' on the night of the group's formation yesterday? Why are you still streaming?"

……

Of course, some people did actually go to Chengcheng Dawang and Haotian's live stream.

For Lü Ang, this was only part of the story.

But for Haotian and King Chengcheng, whose current number of viewers in their live streams is less than that of Lü Ang back then, with only a few hundred viewers, this is already an unexpected surprise.

Chengcheng Dawang's live stream viewership surged to 700-800, while Haotian's viewership jumped to 1,300 because he caught Lü Ang's joke, which amused many viewers in Lü Ang's live stream!

The two men didn't express their gratitude for the price increase; they simply observed it and kept it in mind. After all, Lü Ang was about to speak, and they were both focused on listening to what he had to say.

"After talking with you two yesterday, I have a certain impression of you both, so I'd like to ask what your first impressions of my technical skills are?"

"Well……"

"Well……"

Haotian and King Chengcheng fell silent, neither of them knowing how to start a conversation. They could chat about other things, but what Lü Ang said was technical.

How do you explain technology?

Lin Shu, Su Wan, and the early viewers of the live stream—those who had witnessed Lü Ang's skills when he was paying extra—all knew that Lü Ang was incredibly skilled.

However, later viewers, as well as other streamers like Haotian who had no contact with Lü Ang, were also affected.

How did they know about Lü Ang?

It's very simple, just two words—CS!

Honestly, does playing CS really require skill?

Or to put it another way.

Would someone with technical skills really be so bored as to research how to play Counter-Strike?

The two of them really wanted to say something to make each other happy, but... when the words were on their lips, they didn't know what to say. People really can't describe things they haven't seen before.

They were both racking their brains trying to figure out how to lie... no, how to make Lü Ang feel good without lying.

Hearing their silence, Lü Ang raised an eyebrow. "What have you two been whispering about for so long?"

"Speak your mind freely, don't be stingy with your praise!"

Lu Ang had already narrowed his eyes, ready to receive their praise, but after waiting for a long time, all he heard were the two pondering.

Once the word "praise" was uttered, the two of them were even more speechless.

Lu Ang was a little annoyed and immediately urged, "What's going on with you two? Say something!"

"Um... Brother Ang, how should I put it?"

King Chengcheng scratched his head, finding it difficult to speak, so he had no choice but to pass the question to Haotian, "Brother Tian, ​​why don't you tell me? I'll listen to you first."

"Huh, me?" Haotian replied absentmindedly, then gritted his teeth and said bluntly, "Brother Ang, regarding my understanding of your skills, I can only say... uh... I have no idea!"

"???"

Lü Ang was full of questions.

"What the hell? Don't you two know? You've been rambling on for ages, and now you're faced with a difficult question and don't know how to answer it?"

"Is this question difficult?"

"Forget it..." Lü Ang rolled his eyes. Time was ticking away, and the training match was about to begin. He didn't want to waste any more time here. Lü Ang said seriously, "I'm not asking you guys anymore. I'm laying my cards on the table. I'm not pretending anymore. Actually, I'm a master!"

"But this time..." Before Lü Ang could finish speaking, Haotian and King Chengcheng suddenly nodded vigorously, vying to speak first:

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Our Brother Ang is definitely a master!"

"Exactly!"

Lü Ang: "..."

For some reason, Lü Ang felt that what he was hearing was strange, but he didn't want to think about it anymore and continued, "For the sake of the two of you, I won't go all out in this training match. I'll go all out in the finals."

"Huh?" Haotian was taken aback, and asked uncertainly, "So, Brother Ang, what do you mean?"

"Don't you understand what I mean?" Lü Ang said with some disdain, "What I mean is that I'm willing to step back and give you two stages to perform. Sigh... I'm so great!"

Lü Ang was reveling in his own greatness.

"Pfft~" King Chengcheng suddenly couldn't hold back anymore.

Haotian couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Lu Ang was stunned and asked incredulously, "Wait, what are you two laughing at?"

"I..." Haotian pinched his thigh and said, "I remembered something happy."

"Yes, yes, me too!"

King Chengcheng clenched his teeth and said these words as if he were forcing them out.

"..." Lü Ang curled his lip in displeasure. "But why do I feel like you guys are laughing at me? Wait a minute, you don't think I'm lying to you, do you?"

"No way!" King Chengcheng said righteously, "Brother Ang, we know your strength! You're a master!"

Haotian chimed in, "No problem! We were just thinking about something happy. Oh, and thank you, Brother Ang, for your noble character, willingly giving us the stage!"

"I'm so... I'm so honored! Brother Ang, you not only chose us as your teammates, but you also gave us this stage! How so? Um, Your Majesty, please tell me!"

After a moment's thought, King Chengcheng said, "Brother Ang is great, no further explanation needed!"

"Yes! Brother Ang is great, no further explanation needed!"

"Oh?" Lu Ang couldn't help but smile. "Keep a low profile, don't go around saying things like that. Okay, the competition is about to start. Remember, you two need to seize the stage and give it your all!"

"Okay!"