Chapter 798: Ninety-One-Eight, Snow Shame Day
The red makeup is very generous, and he is very happy to be slaughtered by Chen Hao and Du Ziteng. In the evenings she paid her bills, and the entire studio supervisor and staff ate and drank in style. In the next three days, Chen Hao and Tang Shi still went to the Nine Dragons Tower to level up.
After three days of hard work, I had a first-class and a half-level experience on the first day. On the second day, there was only level one, and on the third day, it was even more level one that failed to rise, and Chen Hao's level stopped at level 182. The later you go, the harder it is to move up the ranks.
Nowadays, most players are targeting equipment, forging equipment, and setting some gems on it, and it is not easy to get some high-quality gems.
918, National Shame Day. In "Wushuang", this day is a day of shame for the Red Flag Army. In the World Series, the Red Banner Army encountered difficulties for the first time because of this special combat team from Japan.
The singing lingered in his ears, and Chen Hao had no time to listen to and appreciate it.
The moment the performance on stage ends, that's when the quarterfinals begin. The three of Aotian, Xiongbatian, Yunzhongxian and Feng Yaotian, came to the rest area of the Red Banner Army. Aotian's first match today is against the Holy Cross of the United States, and with their strength, it is difficult to get three points from the hands of the Crusaders.
"The first group is up to you, as for us...... Hehe......"
Chen Hao said with a smile: "Don't be presumptuous, your strength is there, since you can rush to the top eight, no team is weak." Hopefully we'll meet again in the Final Four. β
Xiong Tiantian shook his head and said with a smile: "The second group can only see the battle soul that cannot be extinguished, although it is very difficult to deal with their people, but they are still Chinese in the end, and I still hope that they can come out in my heart." If they don't have enough points, I'll throw in the last game against them and I'll throw in the towel and let them qualify. β
Chen Hao nodded, people who can start from the overall situation, without any selfishness, want to do this, it is not easy. At least, if it was Chen Hao himself, he wouldn't be so generous. Even if the Americans and South Koreans are allowed to qualify, he does not want to give the right to qualify to the immortal war spirit.
"Let's watch the game ahead." Yun Zhongxian said with a smile.
"Sit."
Chen Hao asked Du Ziteng and them to sit in the back row, and vacated three seats in front of them for Xiongbatian and them.
Soon after.
From the mouth of the blonde beauty, the quarterfinals of the World Series began.
The first battle, the civil war of the FPR team.
Tens of thousands of audience members in the martial arts arena want to know how to fight the civil war of this team.
"What do you think?" Xiongbatian looked at Chen Hao.
Feng Yaotian answered: "Hehe, it must be their second army that admits defeat when they come to power." β
Chen Hao smiled: "I don't think so, if it were me, I would definitely let my two teams be able to get a little point." β
Xiongbatian wondered: "Draw? β
Chen Hao nodded: "Hehe, is it possible?" β
"That's ......," the tyrant wondered.
Chen Hao smiled: "I'm just talking about myself, but I don't know what the president of this FPR thinks." In the event of a draw, both teams can indeed get a point, but how will the next two games be played? Unless there are other draws or other changes, it will be difficult for their second army to qualify. If it were me, I would have let the home team lose to the second team because I have a lot of confidence in my home team. β
Xiongbatian bowed slightly: "Hehe, just like the game you gave me." β
"Ding!"
System Announcement: The [FPR] team admits defeat.
"Ding!"
System Announcement: [FPR] The second team wins and gets 3 points.
"Not what you expected!" Xiongbatian laughed.
Chen Hao frowned: "This means that Jack is full of confidence in his main force, he thinks they can beat us and the Japanese team!" β
"But there was a lot of boos." Yun Zhongxian chuckled.
Red Makeup said: "In order to be able to get both teams out, what is this boo? Now among the eight teams, only FPR still has two teams, and they are eye-catching enough. β
"Gone!"
Chen Hao patted the chair handle and stood up.
Turning his head, Chen Hao had a cold face and was impassioned to them: "Today is 918th, September 18th, I want everyone to remember this day." Don't forget the national shame! We don't do radical things, but as a Chinese, a bloody Chinese, we should show the blood of our countrymen in front of them. Is three minutes enough? β
"Enough!"
"Is it enough?"
"That's enough."
Feng Yaotian pulled down the immortal in the clouds and whispered, "What three minutes?" β
Yun Zhongxian pondered and said, "It may be to win in three minutes." β
Xiongbatian turned his face sideways, looked at Chen Hao, and couldn't help but feel surging in his heart. No one can see Chen Hao better than him, from his opponents to his current friendship, his understanding of Chen Hao is all-round.
Friends, what will they say, don't they?
What about the enemy?
It's different.
No one would claim that their mother was ugly.
The son is not ugly, and the dog is not poor.
As an opponent, Xiongbatian can recognize Chen Hao better, his madness and low-key complement each other, and the soft policy and rigid style are perfectly matched. Therefore, this Red Banner Army can survive to this day.
"Let's go!"
Chen Hao jumped and landed in the field.
One by one, the figures jumped down, followed behind Chen Hao, and stepped onto the competition stage.
"Look at the big screen, that guy's level has increased again, and he has reached this level, why is he still rushing to the level?"
"yes, it's really perverted."
γRed Flag Teamγ(Affiliated to the Red Flag Army Association in China)
The best nurse (captain) priest lv-182 level
Hunter Lv-176 without makeup
Late summer, Purple Spirit Priest lv-176
One meter Breeze Spirit Warrior lv-175 level
Red Makeup Assassin lv-175
Durex Poet lv-175 level
[Japanese Special Forces] (player-organized teams)
Miyamoto Musashi (Captain) Ninja Lv-175 level
Kenji Takaoka Ninja lv-170 level
Naoko Ino Ninja Lv-171 level
Jibugawa Ninja lv-172 level
Sasaki Puppeteer lv-170 level
Ryoko Kaneda's Onmyoji lv-172 level
Fujido Hideka Kendo Master lv-160 level
Kaori Sakurada kendo master lv-173 level
β¦β¦
The kendo master wore a Japanese katana around his waist, the four ninjas wore black ninja suits, and only the puppeteer Sasaki held a platinum magic wand in his hand.
After coming to power.
Chen Hao didn't have any conversation with the Japanese, he went back to his circle and stood still, and then clicked "start".
Fujido Hideka held the handle of the katana in one hand, looked at Chen Hao in front of him with a light smile, and said, "I said, sooner or later one day we will fight, even if you don't want to!" β
The other party was silent.