Chapter Seventy-Four: The Critical Round

Zhou Zichen, a genius girl, the highest-ranked warrior in the Dragon Map, is quite good from far and near, it is a must to change on the spot, it is the backbone of the Dragon Map, there is no chance factor in the battle, coupled with beautiful looks and perfect family, the Zhou family is not an unknown person, it can be ranked in the entire solar system alliance, and it will definitely be famous all over the world after this EM.

Sun Xiaoru, a lucky girl, although not amazing, but very ugly, her strength must be at the downstream level in the entire EM competition, but with her own efforts and will, she has won two rounds in a row, and she is an absolute inspirational representative, and has become the focus of the major colleges on the earth, talent is not innate, but hard work is something you can do.

Zhang Wulei, a fat man who is incomprehensible, said weak, really weak, it is said that he can only shoot guns, has no momentum, no self-confidence, but such a fat man has been crushed twice in a row, and the second game is to blow up the opponent's self-confidence and destroy the opponent's will, who else dares to underestimate him, the fat man who knows how to shoot in history.

Mo Feng, the most crushing warrior at the moment, showed an invincible melee level in the first two games, and the most important thing is that momentum, daring to ignore the moon man, supporters gave him the nickname of "Martial God", hoping that he could continue to be a dark horse.

In general, the wish of the earthlings is that there are one or two places in the top eight, and it will not become an exhibition game on the moon again, which is actually the same for many moon viewers, it is good to be strong, but this will also make the later games lose suspense early, which is also a small contradiction in the hearts of powerful moon people.

In the third round, the earth is facing a great test, and it has reached this point where it is impossible to pick up the leak.

In the evening, the earthlings were hit again, and Sun Xiaoru will miss the round of 16 due to being unconscious, which makes the already stretched earthlings even more tragic.

In the conference room, Mo Feng closed his eyes and recuperated, Zhou Zichen was staring at the video of his opponent, Zhang Wulei was bored, no one was forcing him this time, it was okay to lose, anyway, the fat man had no desire.

It didn't take long for the door to open, and there were two players left, Saklovsky and Darao, in the last meeting before the game, the five of them were the hope of the earth, and one could get in, but the lineup that just came out was enough to make the earthlings despair.

Saklovski vs Chrissy Da Vinci

Dalao vs Floyse

Mo Feng vs Landers Walter

Zhang Wulei vs Bibi Rot

Zhou Zichen vs Alan Doyle

At this time, there is no need to discuss whether it is cheating, there are many people on the moon, and the players on the earth must bear these, and the five major seeds of the moon hit four, so it can be said that the third round is a hurdle that must be passed.

The EM forum almost exploded, the comments were declining, and the weakest one was Bibi Rot, who was firmly in the top ten EM on the moon, with the highest score of more than 3000 points, but it was shrouded in the aura of the five seeds, and the strength was top.

In fact, at this point, there is no need to pick up leaks, but this grouping is too hellish.

Saklovski and Dalao are quite calm, and at this level, even if the opponent is strong, they will not be scared, they just want to win, they are not sure.

The shadow of the famous tree of people, this is definitely a fierce battle.

"Let's talk about what you think, there's just five of us left anyway." Dalao sat on the sofa with his ass, if he just said his personal position, the five of them could be regarded as passing, but from the perspective of the Earth soldiers, this time the situation was simply embarrassing.

Zhou Zichen smiled bitterly, "I won the lottery, Alan Doyle." ”

"Alan Doyle is known as the first man on the moon, and he should be the strongest, 100% supernatural, but there is no information about this yet." Saklovsky said lightly.

"I'm not bad at this, Floys, the main melee is much stronger than Wu Zong or something, Mo Feng, this is good for you." "It would be nice to know what abilities they're good at."

Mo Feng smiled when he heard this, "I have some information here, but it may not be accurate, Alan Doyle's situation is really unknown, but Floys's ability is flame, very strong flame, and Chrissy's ability may be related to qi." ”

The conference room was already a little depressing, and everyone couldn't laugh or cry when they heard it.

"Mo Feng, where is your news, is it really fake, Flame? And even more outrageous gas? What about the most pretending Landers? ”

"I heard that it is related to darkness, doesn't he have the nickname of the Prince of Darkness?" Mo Feng smiled.

"I really admire that you can still laugh now, brothers, no matter what, it's no longer a personal matter for us to get to this point, no matter how strong we are, we have to play the momentum of our earthlings, them!" Darao said, slamming the table hard to cheer everyone up.

The fat man smiled cutely, this doesn't seem to have anything to do with him, Bibi Rot, the god of EM3000 points, if he met him in the usual training, he would surrender directly.

The others didn't ask for the fat man, after all, it was already amazing to come here in his situation, and it would be shameless to make excessive demands, and the focus of hope in the third round was still on Mo Feng, Saklovsky and Dalao, these three people almost represented the hope of the three continents.

The situation is crisis, but if the three of them can enter the round of 16 and kill the seeds of the three months, the momentum will be completely reversed, and the quarterfinals will not be so terrible, so the real success or failure is in the round of 16.

Many people have already seen this, although it is only the third round, but the weight is extremely heavy.

Gu Yu did not interfere with the preparation of the players, official intervention was useless and would only disrupt the rhythm, what he did was not to let external factors interfere with the players.

They need to be quiet, they need to think about tactics, they need to accumulate the belief of victory.

Everything depends on this third round, and it can be said that some of the right to speak is also determined by the result.

The worst case scenario is that the whole army will be wiped out, and he will be completely finished, not only has he not produced results, but also created the worst record in history, and his status and right to speak are also finished.

As for some of the strange things he discovered, it is impossible to investigate, and it will only be mistaken for shirking responsibility and diverting attention.

The night will be difficult for many people, but the sun will eventually rise for a new day.

The third round that decided the fate of the earthlings began, and the entire arena was packed, sixty percent of the moonmen, three percent of the earthlings, and one percent of the inhabitants of Mars and asteroids, in the EM vote, sixty percent of the audience thought that the fireball people would sweep the earthlings in the round of 16 and make history, and only one percent thought that the earthlings would have five people to advance.

Zhang Yang still sat on the commentary seat with Patuya, Patuya was oily and smooth, her face was ruddy, Zhang Yang's face was a little dull, there was no way, he was very worried, nine times out of ten he would be nailed to the pillar of shame in history as the first cup of commentary in history.

But the loser does not lose the battle, before the result appears, the momentum that should be there and the mouth cannon that should be fought are the same!

"Lao Zhang, don't be stiff, how many people do you think can enter the top 8 on the earth side now?" Patuya will definitely not let go of such an opportunity, and the same is true for the effect of the show, but I am afraid that Zhang Yang will be cowardly.

Zhang Yang smiled slightly, "The number can never represent anything, even if only one person advances, you can still win the championship, even if you have 7 quarterfinals, what's the point?" ”

Patuya was stunned for a moment, and dared to pretend to be an old man like you, but he was an elegant moon man, so naturally he wouldn't be angry, "It seems that you are still very confident, and I hope so, otherwise it will really become our training match, haha." ”

"Don't flash your tongue, it doesn't come out, anything is possible!"

The commentaries do not give in to each other, and the EM platform is also angry, mainly because the moon people are too arrogant, and the recent public opinion trend is to crush the earthlings and completely eliminate the earthlings, the moonmen are the best, and only the moonmen can represent mankind.

Of course, there are more ugly words, and then they can't be on the table.