Team WD lost the first game, both unexpectedly and reasonably.

"It's a myth, it's so strong..."

"What are you afraid of, three wins in five games, there is still a chance!"

"Just rush to the WD team's appearance, I will support WD!"

"It seems that the Grim Reaper is not good, and it seems that it is →_→"

"There's still a chance!"

"Mr. Shan, come on, come on~"

...

The audience was full of voices, and the commentary table, the curry patted his chest with palpitations: "It's worthy of a myth, it's still as good as ever, and it's a king by nature." On King's side, the overall strength is not weak, but the combat experience is too lacking. ”

In the professional arena, experience is important.

The Mythical Clan has been fighting on the battlefield for several years, and has long been well versed in the way of team operation, and has encountered all kinds of powerful enemies.

Although the WD team has experienced a lot of games, there are few professional players against them. It's normal to fight with the strongest team and lose a game just after entering the KPL.

"That being said, I always feel like the WD team is weird." Pepper lowered her eyes and looked at the rows of precise data on the computer screen, and felt an indescribable weirdness in her heart for a moment.

Curry drank two sips of water to moisten his throat, and said lightly: "Although my King is powerful, but after all, he is on the official stage of the KPL for the first time, and he is a little uncomfortable, which is normal." ”

"Your King?" Chili pepper raises eyebrows.

Curry pinched the water glass, looked at the backstage of the players with a smile, and looked at the young men in black uniforms.

There's still a long way to go, and it's nothing to lose a game.

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Breaks.

Mr. Shan stomped his feet angrily and rubbed the floor hard: "Zimo is a rich young master, just now I pressed the young master and I in the grass and rubbed, and the next game will see how the young master cleans him up!" ”

Mr. Shan was very angry, and this game of silence had been focused on protecting the jungler, and Mr. Shan had to take up the scythe and do it himself.

When you need support, you have to rush up to be a meat shield, and you were killed three times by Zimo on the opposite side in one game, and Shan almost wanted to rush into the screen and pinch the stinky boy to death.

"Come on, the first game is to test the opponent's strength." immediately Fei said indifferently, "In the second game, if you play at a normal level, I don't believe you can still lose!" ”

It is very optimistic to fly immediately, and victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers.

It's just a game to lose, and there's still a long way to go.

Anyway, no matter whether he wins or loses, he can't find a partner, look at the point, and treat it with a normal heart.

"In the next game, change tactics." Li Huaiyu brushed aside the hair on his forehead, revealing a delicate and handsome demonic face, and looked at Lu Zuoyu with cold eyes, "You know what to do." ”

After losing a game, Lu Zuoyu didn't show too much emotion, his expression was still light, and he only said: "Go on, the second game." ”

The professional competition is a contest of top strength.

There are only wins and losses, and there is no mood to mourn.

Gear up and wait for the next one.

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The coach's seat, calmly opened a bottle of Coca-Cola, took two sips, and smacked the taste.

Seeing his calm reaction, Coach Dongyi felt incredible.

It stands to reason that if a team loses a game, the coach should go over and point out the shortcomings and discuss the tactics for the next game.

But Shen Yi actually sat there steadily, drinking Coke very steadily...

"Ahem, Coach Shen Grievance." Dong Xie showed a kind smile, "The overall strength of the WD team is good, but the opportunity for team battles and overall control are still slightly inferior-"

"No, we are an invincible team, very strong. It's just that something is missing. Shen yawned and tilted his head to watch the next game.