After a moment's pause, Ye Tian squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Coach Cheng, with a palpitating dangerous light flashing in his eyes:

"International friends can push people at will?"

"You did something wrong, and you don't even need to apologize?"

"Of course, the Chinese people should have grace, but it also depends on who the object is."

"A brainless guy like you is also qualified to say the word 'bearing'?"

Compared to Du Changsheng and Xiu Xiyu's accusations and reprimands just now, Ye Tian's words simply directly tore off all the euphemistic rhetoric packaging and cover-up, and it was naked like a slap in the other party's face.

Rough and direct, without mercy.

Coach Cheng's face suddenly gloomy when he heard this:

"How do you speak?"

"Be respectful!"

Ye Tian squinted his eyes and laughed: "Then it also depends on whether someone is worthy of my respect." ”

Immediately, he directly skimmed Coach Cheng in front of him, and his eyes fell on Sao on the side, the light in his eyes seemed calm and unfluctuating, but when he spoke again, his words faintly carried an invisible aura of danger and a strong sense of oppression:

"I'll ask you again."

"Apologize."

"Still not apologizing?"

.......

"I'll ask you again."

"Apologize, or not apologize."

Ye Tian's gaze fell on Sao's body, and he asked again in an extremely calm tone.

Although it sounded like a flat tone, as long as someone who was familiar enough with Ye Tian's personality could immediately realize in horror that he was ...... at this time

Actually, I'm already angry.

Or rather, it's really on fire.

However, after understanding the meaning of Ye Tian's inquiry from the translator's mouth, Sao's face suddenly became extremely gloomy and ugly, and at this time, his heart was also burning with anger-

Since he was invited by the Guangzhou team to the present, he has never been looked at by anyone in the past few days, let alone being questioned and scolded aggressively in front of him.

So at this time, Sao also completely tore his face, and directly showed a cold smile at Ye Tian:

"Garbage."

"What right do you have for me to apologize?"

"Fuck-you, fuck off!"

These words were in English, and Ye Tian understood them effortlessly.

Then, surprisingly, he didn't mean to be angry at all, but instead took a deep breath, and then smiled at Sao:

"Okay."

As he spoke, he suddenly stretched out his finger and nodded at Sao:

"You'd better hope you don't meet us in the ring."

After a slight pause, he looked at Sao steadily, but Ye Tian's tone was still flat and continued to finish the last sentence:

"I remember you."

The tone is flat, but the content of the words carries a heart-stopping threat.

Or rather, it's not a threat at all.

It's a proclamation.

Du Changsheng and Xiu Xiyu's eyelids couldn't help jumping, they knew Du Yetian's strength and identity back then, so they naturally knew how terrible this kind of words were when they came out of someone's mouth.

After speaking, Ye Tian turned his head to Du Changsheng and greeted:

"Brother Du, let's go."

Immediately, he didn't pay attention to Na Sao or the rest of the Guangzhou team, and turned around and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, another voice came from behind him:

"Wait."

Everyone's eyes subconsciously followed the reputation, but they saw that it was Paha, the foreign aid of the Guangzhou team who had not spoken much just now.

The core ace Hanbok mid-laner player, who was also invited from Guangzhou, understood the meaning of Ye Tian's last words from the translator's mouth, and the corners of his mouth at this moment had a cold and sneering arc:

"You're the middle laner of the Central China team, right?"

"Dare to say such an arrogant and presumptuous provocation, do you really understand the situation?"

"And ......"

Paha stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, a cruel and oozing smile on his face:

"When the time comes, your opponent—"

"It's me."

The voice settled, as if the air around him was a little chilly, and many of the players from several other college teams who gathered around couldn't help but feel a faint numbness in their scalps when they heard it.

They know the strength of this Paha and say such things...... It shows that the top mid-laner of the Korean e-sports king has cruelly and ruthlessly sentenced his opponent to death.

Although it is arrogant, although it makes people feel extremely uncomfortable when they listen to it.

But this Paha does have this strength.

Even, perhaps after the Shura Demon Emperor withdrew, he was the strongest midlaner in this National College League.

Such strength, such an undisguised cruel and cold declaration, when it falls on anyone, can not help but be suffocated by this terrifying momentum, and it is powerless to refute.

However, Ye Tian only paused, turned sideways, and turned his head to look at Paha.

Then he smiled:

"What are you?"

……

put down a sentence lightly, and the audience suddenly fell silent.

Immediately ignoring Paha's suddenly cold and iron-blue face, Ye Tian turned around again and left with everyone from the Central China Division.

The surrounding crowd of onlookers couldn't help but look at each other, and even the players and players of several college teams recovered from the shock for a long time, thinking about the sentence that someone had just put down, and couldn't help but gasp:

This breath......

It's, it's even crazier than this Paha!

"But—"

"Damn, it's a pleasure to hear."

A jungler member of a certain college team couldn't help but whisper.

Half an hour later.

Everyone from the Central China Division team has returned to the hotel room, Du Jiaojiao helped Tang Xiyun go to the bathroom and rinse the wound that was scratched by the abrasions with clean water, and then carefully smeared the wound with red potion, and it was okay after a simple treatment.

It's okay, just a scrape.

Seeing the two girls coming back from the bathroom, Ye Tian and Xiu Xiyu immediately cast their eyes:

"How's it going, are you alright?"

Tang Xiyun nodded obediently.

Du Jiaojiao, who was on the side, frowned slightly, and her tone was still a little worried:

"The cut is not big, just rub the red potion."

"But Xiyun just said that the little finger of her right hand seems to be twisted a little, and it still hurts."

Tang Xiyun hurriedly added:

"It's all right."

"And I'm a substitute, no problem."

In fact, Tang Xiyun is right, the next semi-finals and even the finals that may be reached, the strength of the teams encountered will definitely get stronger and stronger, in this state, Tang Xiyun, as a substitute, can be said to have very few opportunities to play.

Xiu Xiyu frowned, and then shook his head: "But we still need you to play in our plan, it will definitely still have an impact, so Xiyun, don't train with us tonight, take a good rest and recover, let's see the situation tomorrow." ”

(End of chapter)