After Xue Mei was put down by Qin Zui's javelin, she lay on the ground for a long time and didn't want to get up. Jin Feihua and Gong Mingyue had no choice but to support her from both sides and help her off the field. When she was helped down, her head was so low that it was about to touch the ground, and her short hair covered her head, covering her face to death.

"Qin Xiang, look!" Liu Jianshe leaned into Qin Zui's ear and said, "Xue Mei is crying." ”

"If you cry, you should cry. I wanted to cry, but she cried stupidly. Qin drunk hehe sneered. The people of the Heavenly Grant Team lowered their heads and snickered, and they were overjoyed. Normally, Qin Xiang practiced them so painfully, but today he finally understood that it was to turn the sky upside down in the arena.

"I'm going to lay flowers, everyone takes a break, and in the fourth game, I call it a day and go home. From now on, Honghu is our winning bank, and when the momentum is not good, we will find them to play a training match. Qin Zui sneered, took the flowers that Man Rui held, and walked towards An Baobao.

There was loud applause on the field. Most of the more than 40,000 spectators in the Shiratori Arena stood up, clapped and whistled vigorously. No one cares that Qin Zui is a god-given martial artist. They were all impressed by the incomparably powerful battle array bestowed by the heavens. The array full of power and beauty changes, like a gorgeous and magnificent dance, showing the unique aesthetics of the Tianzhi team - the martial arts style of the Tang Dynasty.

Powerful, gorgeous, magnificent, invincible.

In the face of the strong, people will have the tendency to cling and worship, which comes from the primitive instinct of human beings who struggle to survive in nature all year round. The Honghu team did not show any dominance that could be trusted and relied on. Many Honghu supporters who were not students of this school turned to support the powerful and beautiful Heavenly Army.

Qin drunk raised his head, holding flowers in his hand, and came to An Baobao in the midst of the cheers of the audience. An Baobao's cheongsam has turned purple, and the hatred on his feet has also turned purple, as if soaked in blood, looking poignant and moving.

Qin drunk in the sharp whistle, full of gentlemanly demeanor, knelt down on one knee, and offered the flowers in his hand to An Baobao's eyes. He glanced up at her face. The eyes of the tiger god are really vicious, this face is really beautiful, there is no one else.

"Baby, fuchsia is for you. Qin Zui couldn't help but speak.

An Baobao smiled politely and nodded, and took Qin Zui's flower: "Thank you, however, I still prefer white." ”

Qin Zui was a little surprised. He thought that Baby An was just taking the opportunity of the competition to attract fans. I didn't expect her to be really a Honghu fan. That's where it gets interesting.

"People often don't know their true colors, and maybe, after the game, you will like fuchsia. Qin Zui stood up confidently.

"I may be stupid, but I know what I like. An Baobao turned his head and glanced at the Honghu team's spectators, looking forward to it.

Qin Zui knew what she was expecting. Since the establishment of Honghu School, there have been many famous games in which the weak defeated the strong, and generations of poor people who are particularly capable of playing and are particularly dissatisfied will rise in adversity and launch a decisive impact on fate. This is also the reason why the Bird & Bird team still has fans, although they have never been to the upper house.

Those who are congenitally deficient, poor, and have dreams often see the hope of breaking through the rope of fate from the Honghu racers. That hope was so brilliant that it even made people forget the reality that the Birds had never been to the House of Lords. An Baobao is a model, with an ordinary family background, a bad singing voice, and poor acting, but she still wants to be a star by working hard, now that she thinks about it, she is a bit similar to Honghu.

Qin Zui smiled coldly, the adrenaline in his body surged, and he was full of excitement: "Today's game is fun." "One of his favorite things is to extinguish other people's hopes, and the pleasure of watching the light fade makes him extremely satisfied.

In the next game, the upper eight doors of the golden lock formation were neatly opened, completely crushing the formation of Honghu. Thinking of the beautiful tortoiseshell-like array, like a precision gear, and a chaotic scene without cutting, Qin Zui trembled with excitement, goosebumps broke out, and his eyes were shining.

That's why he wants to win the hand, enjoy his strength!

In the Honghu watching room, Xue Mei buried her head deep in the sweat towel, holding her head in her hands, and convulsed spasmodically. She tried desperately to hide her sobs, but she couldn't, and the tears were dripping on the ground. Heng Zaidao and Fang Tingxuan also wanted to hide in the corner, but they couldn't find a place, so they had to sit down together, covering their faces with their hands, not daring to look at anyone.

Jin Feihua cried so much that her face was spent, she had never fought such an aggrieved battle for the commander in her life. Gong Mingyue touched her flute and whispered nervously, blame this, blame that, everyone complained again, and then the voice was choked, and there was silence. The other players on the field were choked up one by one, staggering, and even the courage to sit on the straight son disappeared.

The other players who did not play, even the newcomers who had just joined the team, were in tears. There is such a charm that connects everyone's hearts in a suffocating battle, as if they were comrades in the same trench, facing the same enemy. The failure of teammates on the field is the failure of everyone. The shame of teammates is the shame of everyone. The defeat of the Bird is their defeat.

"Stand up, we still have a game. Coach Qi Xuan said coldly.

"......" no one spoke. No one stood up either. Everyone has lost the courage to win.

"Stand up!" Qi Xuan stood up suddenly, his voice like thunder, "Failure is not terrible." The terrible thing is that the connection suffers from failure without the courage to do so. Stand up for me!"

With a bang, all the team members stood up, and everyone looked at him with red eyes.

"It's not a bad thing to know that you have poor skills, but what I'm most afraid of is living in a dream and being a turtle with a shrunken head. Today is just a training match, and the purpose is only one, which is to help you see your own flaws, shake you up, wake you up, and let you open your eyes and see yourself clearly. I specially looked for the Heavenly Grant B team. He wants to get Qin drunk by name, why? Because his heart is the blackest, the person is the most poisonous, and he leaves no room for doing things. He's the best way to let you know how thick the sky is!"

Qi Xuan looked at the eyes of the team members like a dignified general: "Are you awake?"

"Wake up!" the crowd screamed.

"Line up and play, keep your eyes open and watch well, open your ears and listen well, feel the failure of this last game, and ask yourself if you still want such a failure!" Qi Xuan said sharply.

"Coach......" Xue Mei cried and opened her voice, "I was wrong. I knew I was wrong. Let Hua Shang be the military minister, I am willing to do the parking space, no! I shouldn't have bet with him, I'm too egotistical, too self-righteous, it's all my fault. As long as I can win, let me do anything. ”

"Of course we will win. But not today, but in the knockout round......" Qi Xuan said in a deep voice.

"Coach!" Hua Shang in the corner suddenly stood up.

"Huh?" Qi Xuan looked at him majestically.

"I'm ready. This game, let me go!" Hua Shang hissed.

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