The members of the team who returned to the base all looked depressed, especially the submachine gun's face was red, and Chen Tian could tell that he was about to hold back.

The tears in his eyes were already swirling, and Chen Tian communicated with Brother Huo first.

"What's going on with the selection of people in the back? It seems to be different from the tactics I proposed?"

"It was the submachine gun himself who proposed it, and he contributed more to his teammates, and he felt that the other side would target him, and Chun Ai liked to catch him too much. "Brother Huo is a coach who respects the choice of players very much.

If the player himself wants to use a certain hero Huo Ge very much, he will not refuse, Chen Tian knows that it is the experience of not having a champion for many years that makes the submachine gun lose confidence.

Historically, he has fallen to the finals nearly 10 times, won countless runners-up, and now when facing the final kick, he lacks self-confidence and wants to hand over the responsibility of carrying to his teammates.

Be an ordinary AD by yourself, do your part well, and rely on the mid-laner Xiaolong, who has performed well recently, to lead the victory by playing jungle hot pot.

But this is the final, and when one person is not confident enough in the final, it is very easy to lose.

Chen Tian could see that these teammates were already the most talented and hardworking people in China, and the five of them could enter the top 20 in China if they put them in their positions.

It's definitely enough for such a group of players to win the championship, but the competition is not a game based on pure individual ability.

The big devil of the barbecue stand team is recognized as the world's No. 1 midlaner, and there is no absolutely recognized No. 1 in other positions.

The jungler who left the Demon King went to Huaxia to become the most rookie Korean aid, leading the team to dive into the secondary league.

It proves that this jungler doesn't have any strong personal ability at all, a pure team-type jungler, which is the so-called green leaf, the demon king is a red flower, and he only needs to brush the field nearby to do vision anti-squatting and catching.

The big demon king naturally killed the whole field, and when he left, the barbecue stall ushered in a super passerby king jungler, and every game was crazy about eating resources, and the previous team took him as the core to protect him against the wild. So he got good grades, but when he came to the barbecue stall, he did very badly.

Because he refuses to be a green leaf, he wants to be brilliant himself, a map only has so many resources, someone must sacrifice.

So the defeat in this final lies in the fact that those who are suitable for the red flower choose to be the green leaf, and the one who is suitable for the green leaf must stand up and save the world!

This inappropriate tactic eventually led to the defeat in the final, and Chen Tian wanted to give them confidence, and the strength was nearly a month away from the World Championship to take their time.

The problem of mentality should be adjusted for them now, Chen Tian discussed an activity with Brother Huo, Brother Huo hesitated at first but finally agreed.

He also knows that the psychological quality of the players is not strong enough, and if this problem is not solved, I am afraid that there will still be problems in the World Championship.

Chen Tian looked at the submachine gun that covered his eyes with his hands to prevent others from seeing his tears, and said, "Come and do solo exercises with me!"

The so-called solo is a heads-up, a game in which one blood, one tower and one head are the criteria to decide the outcome of the game, which is what the submachine gun is best at.

This slightly chubby top AD player has a huge desire to win psychologically, and his desire to win is so great that he will cry when he loses, spray people, and even hang up and not play.

I'm afraid it's not okay to want to play with the big demon king who is not shocked by this mentality, Chen Tian is going to let him suffer a blow today, so that he can understand that he also has a problem if he loses the game. His individual abilities are not truly invincible either.

The submachine gun was shocked, he was the heads-up king of the world championship, and he actually wanted to solo?

Chen Tian, aren't you junglers as good at calculating, protecting, protecting KDA and being invincible in consciousness, and you actually want to challenge your own solo?

The submachine gun wiped his tears, and his heart rekindled the burning desire to fight, and deep down he still felt that losing the final was a pit for his teammates, and he was the first in output for five consecutive shots.

I really don't know how I was chased three times in a row, so I was extremely unwilling to lose.

And to tell the truth in heads-up, the number of times he loses is only in single digits in the real sense, and it is generally just careless.

Three years ago, when solo was popular, the players in the entire Chinese professional circle were basically educated by him, which was also a reason for everyone in the professional circle to obey him.

The submachine gun that picked up the mouse again became a lot sharper, but it was a pity that Chen Tian, who faced the artificial intelligence-level brain, was destined to be a solo who doubted his life.

Submachine guns have a super-keen instinct for damage, but no matter how talented your intuition talent is, it's impossible to compare to single-digit health calculations.

Chen Tian, who is hated by the card soldiers, uses the hatred of the hero being attacked, and the output effect of his own small soldier is fifteen points of blood to seduce and kill the submachine gun with the effect of one more round than the opposite side.

Chen Tian pretended to be the first to take the lead but used the S key to collect his own shot and wait for himself to be hit first, which caused his own soldiers to raise their hands to attack first, so that the submachine gun died in 0.5 seconds, at this time Chen Tian had the ignition effect of the submachine gun, according to the rules of the game, Chen Tian had already won, but Chen Tian ordered a talent in the game.

It's called the Game of Death, and killing or assisting will restore five percent of your health and blue.

Relying on this, not only did he not die, but also walked out of the hatred of the little soldier, and survived perfectly.

The submachine gun was not convinced, he felt that although the details were perfect, there must be an element of luck, and this time he couldn't be counted.

So until twelve o'clock in the evening, Chen Tian had a total of fifty rounds with the submachine gun.

Win all!

The World Championship solo king lost fifty times, and the submachine gun couldn't believe his eyes, and almost every time he lost a single-digit match. You can't win even once with a tonic knife. The opponent played the push line routine, and every time a hundred knives were stuck in his ninety-eight knives and ninety-nine knives, he would kill the little soldier first.

The submachine gun is completely dead, this Chen Tiancai is the real solo king, how can it be so terrifying, can no one in the world single out him?

This solo competition was done by Chen Tian and the submachine gun alone, and no one in the whole team knew about it, and if it was spread out, the entire game circle would be shocked and exploded.

The world solo king has lost the same person fifty times in a row, and the submachine gun has never lost so many times in his life.

This game is very special, not a single professional player started directly from this game, and it is basically turned over from other games of the same genre. As soon as he came in, he was different from the speed of light, and the submachine gun used to play a lot of similar games, and those games were much more difficult to make up for the knife, and when he came into contact, it was already a top-notch operation.

Until yesterday, he had lost no more than fifty solos, and the opponents he had defeated were at least three hundred, and almost all of them were not unknowns, not kings and masters didn't need solo, and the mood of the submachine gun this day almost fell to the top, first in the final was let two chase three and then infinitely lost in a row.

And Chen Tian did this in order to live to die, and if the submachine gun wants to get the championship that belongs to him, he must go through this kind of blow, and the blow will be so that he can put down his pride and recognize himself.

Victory is what he has to think about, it is impossible to give up carrying because he doesn't have a championship, and he doesn't need to think about everything except winning to be a green leaf.

There is more special training waiting for the whole team tomorrow, Chen Tian patted the submachine gun on the shoulder and said: "It's time to sleep, there are arrangements tomorrow, when you sleep at night, you can think about where you didn't do enough in the finals, and where you didn't have enough when you solo." Figured it out, tell me tomorrow. ”

After speaking, Chen Tian went back to the room to take a shower first, and kept the submachine gun that had not yet recovered to think there.