The days are progressing, and the teams of both sides are entering an intensive training period.

The WD team came up from the qualifiers and went straight to the KPL championship, and Myth is also under a lot of pressure.

Kyoto, the training base of the Shinhwa Sentai team.

The two most prestigious King Glory coaches looked at each other with big eyes.

Dong Xie put down the teacup, looked at the guy across the table with gentle eyebrows, and said with a smile: "I'm very busy, Coach West Poison." ”

West Poison is most unaccustomed to this hypocrite's hypocrisy.

Taking off the thick needle velvet hat and slamming it on the table, Xi Poison said, "I'm here to tell you that the coach of the WD team is not the little kid who has been wronged. You focus on Lu Zuoyu and Mr. Shan's silence for the core. ”

"I've got my own measure." Dongxie still maintains a smile like a spring breeze, in his forties, still handsome, with medium-long hair, and looks like an artist.

Xi Poison snorted: "You just wait to be hammered by WD, and then Lao Tzu will put incense on your grave." ”

Dong Xie is a high-level intellectual, a returnee doctor and oil painter, but he chose to enter the esports industry and become an excellent game coach.

The coach is the core of the team, and the level of the coach determines the strength level of the team.

Seeing that Dongxie still looked like a stupid X who was obsessed and unrepentant, Xiyu rolled up his sleeves and knocked on the table: "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and you will be photographed to death on the beach sooner or later." Now that the WD team has come to Kyoto, you will wait to be beaten to death by Lu Zuoyu's little doll tomorrow! ”

Team WD is unlike any other.

Most of the current KPL professional teams are from the academy.

However, the members of the WD team are basically the top masters of the private sector. Especially Lu Zuoyu and Li Huaiyu, the top game talent, excellent coaching ability.

"Games can only stay alive if they are constantly innovating." Dong heresy said, "The mythical team is not afraid of challenges, and winning and losing are the norm." ”

Xi Poison listened to his words, and his brain hurt for a while.

Lao Tzu came to remind you, I'm afraid that you will sleep on the merit book of history, and you still don't appreciate it?

West Poison stood up in annoyance, bald and shiny in the light.

Lao Tzu put aside his grievances and mustered up the courage to come to the door to persuade you, but you didn't listen to your brother?

Kicked the table, Xi Poison put his hands behind his back, turned his head and left: "It's flashed, don't cry and beg me if you lose." ”

East Evil: ...

Sighing slightly, Dongxie got up: "I'll send someone to send you." ”

"No, Lao Tzu has feet."

Ye Shen was about to enter the training room when the door opened and he was knocked down by the West Poison.

Looking at the short, thin middle-aged bald man, Ye Shenjun's eyes were slightly surprised: "This is... TG's Western Poison Coach? ”

The east is evil and the west is poisonous, and it has always been the same as fire and water.

The West Poison actually came to the door to find the East Evil?

Dongye shrugged helplessly, put down the teacup in his hand, and gently instructed: "Ye Shen, you go and send him until he gets in the car." Let the players rest well tonight and prepare for tomorrow's finals. ”

Ye Shen nodded: "Okay, I'll go now." ”

The night in Kyoto is bustling, and the much-anticipated autumn finals are about to begin.

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In late December, it was freezing in Kyoto.

At night, the Kyoto Stadium is brightly lit up, and the huge red and blue flags of the glory of kings flutter in the sky.

The enthusiasm for gaming continues unabated, and esports game enthusiasts from all over the country flock to this esports city.

"Brother Black, the entrance is here." Fang Chang, dressed in a thick cotton coat, waved at the crowd.