Chapter 1233: The goal is the champion
Tsk, pretending to be forced to forcibly stuff dog food into people, the Thunderbolt Sword is really vicious enough.
Fortunately, everyone in the Hades Realm has become accustomed to the style of this guy, and the Quanzhen Sect teaches everyone to be able to adapt to various tastes of dog food under the dog abuse behavior of Wang Yu and his wife.
Otherwise, with his words, don't think about leaving today.
The Thunderbolt Sword left, and the Grim Reaper's left hand stepped forward and arched his hand at Wuji, "Mr. Wuji, didn't come to the afterglow last time?" β
The left hand of the god of death is also an upright person, and the first time the two sides met, they didn't say anything good, but they didn't even open the pot.
Even if you don't have anything to say, you can't mention the last time a group of people from the Hades Realm besieged the Quanzhen Sect in Sunset, isn't this a clear provocation.
Sure enough, hearing the words of the Grim Reaper's left hand, the faces of the people of the Quanzhen Sect suddenly turned bad, especially the famous sword Dao Xue...... This guy died in the left hand of the god of death at that time, and the one who died was called a miserable, and the left hand of the god of death mentioned this stubble, and the famous sword Daoxue was cold.
"It's okay, it's okay."
However, Wuji smiled and said, "How did you leave later?" β
In the end, it was still Wuji, at that time, a group of people in the Hades Realm did not occupy much light in the hands of the Quanzhen Sect, and they were blocked at the resurrection point, and Wuji fought back with a smile.
"Hahaha!"
Death's left hand snorted and said, "Forget it, don't mention those unpleasantness." β
Immediately afterwards, the Grim Reaper's left hand glanced at Wang Yu and said, "This must be Brother Tie Niu." β
"It's easy to say, it's easy to say." Wang Yu nodded.
"I've watched your game!" The left hand of the Grim Reaper sighed heartily, "It's a pity that I didn't meet you last time in Sunset. β
"Each other, each other!" Wang Yu smiled faintly: "But you should feel lucky." β
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Hearing Wang Yu's words, the left hand of the god of death couldn't help but be slightly stunned, feeling lucky? The left hand of the Grim Reaper has been playing games for so long, and I have never seen such a rampant guy.
Of course, the left hand of the god of death did not know, and Wang Yu's words were also from the heart.
After reacting, the Grim Reaper's left hand glanced at Wang Yu, and said with the smell of gunpowder: "You are very confident." β
"General," Wang Yu said modestly: "I haven't lost a fight so far." β
"I ......"
Everyone in the Hades realm was stunned.
This guy in the heart is really a pole to climb up, and this is a professional league in Temeow, and the masters are like clouds, and he dares to say that he hasn't lost in a fight, and this kid is crazy enough.
"See you at the game!" The Grim Reaper's left hand arched at Wang Yu again, and he turned to leave with his men.
After watching the Grim Reaper's left hand leave, the people in the Quanzhen Sect stared at Wang Yu in amazement and said, "Brother Niu, I used to think that you were a low-key person, but I didn't expect you to pretend to be so stylish. β
"Pretending?" Wang Yu smiled: "It doesn't exist, what I'm saying is the truth...... Don't you know that? β
Everyone: "......"
Well, it's purely pretending to be an addiction.
Tomorrow is the 8-in-4 game, and the rest of the teams are also first-class teams in China, the opponents are getting stronger and stronger, and the players in the game are getting more and more nervous, especially the Tianlong team, after going through so many hardships, they finally squeezed into the quarterfinals, and they have to be careful every step they take.
Professional masters are like this, and there is no need to say much about Quanzhen teaching this group of amateur players.
After the game, the unprecedented group of guys did not go out to play, but stayed in the hotel to study the opponent.
There is no way, there is still a certain gap between the Quanzhen Sect and the real masters, with only Wang Yu and the three of them, it is not as easy as imagined to win the game.
In the first battle, even if all three of Wang Yu played, they were only guaranteed to get 3 points, and the second wheel race was a battle, in case Wang Yu and the three of them couldn't play, they would have to lose 10 points.
In this way, in the last team battle, you have to ensure that your players have a survival rate of more than 9.
The enemies on the opposite side are all the best masters in the country, ten people go to the battlefield, and nine survive, which is really not low.
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In the hotel room, Wuji pointed to the team on the wall and introduced: "The Kyushu team has been the first in the national service for five consecutive years, everyone should know this." β
"I don't know!" Wang Yu raised his hand.
Wuji ignored Wang Yu and continued: "Their captain is a top master in the industry, he was the vice president of Sanshazhuang, and he fought with me, and you have also seen the fate of Sanshazhuang......
"Don't brag!" The crowd shouted angrily, "Tell the truth! β
"Really?" Wuji sneered: "The members of the Kyushu team are all the top first-line professional masters in the industry, as far as you are concerned, except for those three who play kung fu, there should be zero chance of winning when you meet them." β
"Is that an exaggeration?" Wang Yu asked in surprise.
Wuji, this kid Wang Yu still understands, no matter how awesome the master is in his mouth, it is more powerful than garbage, Wang Yu is the first time to see him introduce his opponent like this, even he feels powerful, the opponent must be good.
Wuji said shamelessly: "It's not an exaggeration at all! After all, my men are defeated. β
"Damn,! I don't care about you! The crowd was furious again.
Wang Yu finally came to his senses, this grandson blew the four lakes and the four corners so awesomely, just to highlight that he had won the five lakes and the four corners once, and he was really the shameless leader of the Quanzhen Sect.
"Flood Band!" Wuji pointed to another team and said: "This team is the second in ten thousand years, it is a strong team second only to the Kyushu team, and it has been the second in the national service for five consecutive years, and the fighting spirit is very high, and they will definitely suffer if they meet in the early stage, and you wastes will definitely have zero chance of winning......
"Alright, alright." Seeing that Wuji was about to mock himself again, everyone forcibly interrupted: "Can you not talk about it, you just say it directly, who do we have a better chance of winning?" β
"Well...... this"
Wuji pointed to the Heavenly Dragon Clan and the Hades Realm team in the middle and said: "In contrast, Congxin's team and Hades Realm team still have some winning rates, after all, we and Congxin are old rivals, and we are also familiar with the Hades Realm." β
"I have an idea!" At this time, Mingdu suddenly raised his hand.
Wuji nodded: "Say!" β
Mingdu said: "Tomorrow, we will directly challenge one of these two teams, and we should be able to mix in the top four, and even if we stop in the top four, we can earn enough money." β
Indeed, Quanzhenjiao is only a team of amateur players, and it can squeeze into the top four in the country in the first competition, which is already a remarkable record.
"No, no, no!"
Wuji waved his finger and said: "Each team only has one chance to challenge, it would be a pity to use tomorrow's game, our goal should be the championship." β
"Champion?" Mingdu asked rhetorically: "I don't need this opportunity tomorrow, what if I run into the Kyushu team?" I'm afraid we won't be able to mix in the top four. β
"Don't worry!" Wuji smiled: "The game has always been the law of the jungle, what you can think of, others will definitely be able to think of it." β
PS: The old man's sofa was robbed, and he forcibly coded a chapter with his mobile phone to grab a sofa.