Chapter Ninety-Four: There are trump cards
Jiangcheng University players in the stands.
Huang Shaoming didn't sit down, half-tilted his body and leaned back on the chair to shake his legs, complaining with regret.
"Coach, you are really, I finally had the opportunity to confront Director Shen, and I was not allowed to go on anything, so I had to let the captain go."
The coach sitting next to him rolled his eyes.
"You really haven't necessarily beaten that Shen Qingming.
Judging from the two games in the morning, his Raichu, in terms of strength alone, is almost on the verge of breaking through the trainer level.
Gao Bo's Panshan King, restraining it in attributes, is sure to deal with him. ”
"Shen Qingming's elf is about to break through the trainer level? In this round of tours of Binzhu University, can there still be such a number one person? ”
Huang Shaoming's face was full of surprise, he didn't expect Shen Qingming to have this kind of strength.
"Coach, you have to let me go up and try it, the newcomers have all gone up and shown their faces, and I haven't been on it yet."
"Come on, you want to go up and play the game, or go up and fight the mouth cannon, I don't know."
Coach Jiang's mouth was crooked, could he not know what virtues Huang Shaoming had.
During last year's competition, while he was not paying attention, this kid secretly accepted a pre-game interview with the organizer.
On the interview camera, he put trash talk on all the teams, pulled hatred, and bluntly said "Everyone sitting here is garbage!" Not a single one can fight! ”。
It directly caused public outrage and provoked all the teams in the qualifiers to fight with them Jiangcheng University!
Although they finished first in the overall points, last year was arguably their toughest qualifier to win.
Before coming to the competition this year, the school leaders told him that they came out to compete to represent the face of the school, and asked him to restrain the team members and manage the team's atmosphere.
Isn't this just a euphemism to remind him and let him take care of Huang Shaoming!
"I warn you, this year's competition is not allowed, you are not allowed to give interviews without permission, and if you taunt me again, I have to tear your mouth apart."
The coach gave Huang Shaoming a stern warning.
Huang Shaoming rolled his eyes, didn't want to listen to the coach's recitation, turned around, hugged the neck of the gloomy male freshman next to him, and asked with a smile:
"How about it, Su Bai, how many moves do you think Shen Qingming can hold you up?"
The newcomer named Su Bai didn't seem to like talking as much as Huang Shaoming, so he just shook his head and said:
"It's not a one-size-fits-all enemy."
"Tut, coach, listen, you really should let Su Bai go up and fight."
Huang Shaoming was staggered.
"Heh, will you dump the king as soon as you play cards?"
The coach didn't bother to pay attention to him.
"Alas, it's really boring, anyway, there is Su Bai, a perverted newcomer, this year, we must win, the difference is just how to win."
Huang Shaoming looked bored, this year was probably the year when he had the least sense of expectation, and he didn't even have the interest in mocking other teams.
After all, this year's new Su Bai is too strong, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he can beat all teams, and the coach has always used him as a secret weapon.
After all, this is just a college city competition, no matter how strong the strength of the players is, that is, the strength ceiling like Shen Qingming, in front of the trainer level, it is not a one-in-one enemy......
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Hamaki University players in the stands.
Luo Yunjie was staring nervously at the big screen in the middle of the arena.
Because once the live broadcast of the battle appears on it, it means that Shen Qingming did not choose to admit defeat, but to continue to play this game.
If the opponent is Gao Bo or Huang Shaoming, they won't be able to play the next two games today.
"Lin Zhou, you should have warned Shen Qingming just now, he is very iron-headed, maybe he will be impulsive this time."
Liu Le leaned over to Lin Zhou and said.
Lin Zhou raised his head and smiled.
"It's okay to fight, there's nothing wrong with it."
Liu Le looked surprised.
"After he finished this game, he couldn't play later."
Lin Zhou shook his head.
"Shen Qingming, he wants to become a trainer, right? The person who chooses this path, if he doesn't even have this bit of fighting spirit, then he is nothing more than that. ”
If Lin Zhou had the heart to stop it, he would have said directly just now, if he moved out of Wang Huachen, Shen Qingming would have to listen to him.
However, it is not necessary.
Fighting spirit, this is the essence of elf competition, and it is also the basic quality they need to have when they embark on the road of trainers in the future.
What a money-burning profession a trainer is, Lin Zhou has long realized that his wallet is "burning" every day.
In this circle, everyone is like that.
So you need to fight for your own resources!
Even the small hurdle of elf competition has to look forward and backward.
Even if he becomes a trainer, he may end up like the wanted criminal Xu Zejin before.
If he didn't even have this kind of enlightenment, then he Shen Qingming was just a cowardly mediocrity under his fierce skin.
There was a jolt on the big screen.
The confrontation between the King of the Mountains and Raichu appeared on the big screen.
"He still chose to play this game......"
Luo Yunjie was a little helpless, especially when he saw that Shen Qingming's opponent was still Gao Bo, and this elf attribute completely suppressed his Lei Qiu's opponent.
According to the current situation, not only will the next two games be unplayable, but most of this game will be lost.
In this way, on the first day, there is a best-of-five game, and the pressure on the subsequent schedule is very high......
"Tsk, I really want to fight, Lei Qiu beat the King of the Mountain, and he is perfectly restrained in attributes.
Shen Qingming's fat Leiqiu is still trained in special attacks, and he can only strike with long-range electromagnetic guns, and he has no melee ability at all, isn't this cold? ”
Liu Le is in the mood to watch the excitement, anyway, Lin Zhou is not in a hurry, and he is not in a hurry.
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Playing area.
Gao Bo stood in the conductor's seat, he originally thought that Shen Qingming would give up this game.
After all, this game is too big an advantage for him, and the coach also means that he wants to play, and it is best to directly persuade the other party to quit.
But now it seems that the opponent is obviously still forcing this game.
Then let's fight, is he afraid of Gaobo?
The King of the Mountains and Leiqiu stood facing each other, their eyes bursting with a fierce and aggressive light, and the energy around them was agitated.
The referee blew the whistle and announced the start of the match.
As the whistle fell, a violent sandstorm instantly rolled up in the arena.
Flying sand and rocks! Yellow dust is rolling!
The bitter wind swept up the rocks and gravel, obscuring the sky and the sun, covering the entire battle area.
The misty sandstorm, the blowing man can't open his eyes.
Raiqiu's fat body was constantly hit by the sandstorm, and the flying gravel was extremely sharp in the wind, cutting fine scars on the flesh.
As the scars on his body became more and more, the virtual health bar of Lei Qiu in mid-air began to decrease slightly.
This means that Raichu's physical condition has begun to decline under the sandstorm......