Chapter 1218 Continue to Resign to Fate
System prompt: The mob team Mingdu won.
"Hahaha!"
At the end of the match, Ming Du's speech ban status was refreshed and lifted. Ming Du proudly waved to everyone in the arena, and passed down the arena with a loud laugh.
Back in the team, Mingdu shouted with a face full of trepidation: "See, this is called tricking, that silly girl, really thinks that she is very attractive, haha."
After hearing Mingdu's words, the others finally understood Mingdu's purpose.
To be reasonable, Zhuge Xiaoyu is a professional master no matter what. Mingdu is certainly strong, but there is still a gap compared with real professional masters in terms of technology. Naturally, there is no guarantee of a stable victory against Zhuge Xiaoyu.
So after Mingdu came to power, he first showed a flaw, making Zhuge Xiaoyu think that he had succeeded in the beauty trick, and then caught Zhuge Xiaoyu by surprise and won in one fell swoop when he was taking it lightly.
Zhuge Xiaoyu is also aggrieved, he may not lose to Mingdu in a real fight with real swords and guns, but in the end his cleverness was misunderstood by his cleverness, which is really extremely tragic.
"awesome!"
The group of Quanzhen Sects always like to regard conspiracy as wisdom, and after learning Mingdu's true intentions, they all gave their thumbs up.
At the same time, Wuhu Sihai also explained to his teammates in an attempt to justify his inference.
However, the teammates from all over the world did not buy it, but curled their lips and said: "We all understand the truth, but isn't that kid banned? How can he still cast spells?"
"Well..." Wuhu Sihai said awkwardly: "I don't know, maybe it has something to do with his strange gestures, anyway, you can't underestimate this guy."
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Morale is a wonderful thing.
Even in the environment of online games, which is supported by attributes, morale directly affects the display of combat effectiveness.
In fact, no matter what, the Dark Moon team is still a professional level master... Among other things, the mentality has been professionally trained. Compared with amateur players, it is less likely to affect morale due to failure.
But the three rounds lost were really weird. In the first round, the captain was instantly killed, in the second round, his teammates were brutally killed, and in the third round, the teammates themselves cheated themselves.
Lost so inexplicably,
As a professional, he couldn't sit still at the moment, and the mentality of everyone in the Dark Moon team completely collapsed.
At this time, the players of the Dark Moon team were like frightened rabbits, fearing that their opponents would come up with some more excessive means. For the next two rounds, the players of the Dark Moon team had to hide in the corner tremblingly. The attack dare not fight back.
In the end, the first battle ended with a tragic record of 0:5.
As the saying goes, good things don't go out and bad things spread thousands of miles. A professional team took the initiative to challenge an amateur team, but was shaved bald. This was the first time in history.
Such "glorious" deeds are naturally unavoidable to be sung by players.
A few days ago, the slogan of the players was not to be too truthful in life, but now it seems that it has become a life without learning from the Dark Moon team.
In the waiting room, the faces of the members of the Dark Moon team were dark. They never imagined that they would be beaten up like this by the Quanzhen sect.
You must know that for a team like theirs that has the support of the owner behind them, everything they do must be done according to the contract.
Taking the initiative to challenge the Quanzhen Sect group is purely a personal behavior of this group of guys, which is not written in the contract.
It’s okay if you win, the club will gain both fame and fortune, maybe they will give them bonuses for this matter, but if you lose...they have to be responsible for it, because personal behaviors lead to a decline in the team’s performance, which is a taboo in the industry. You may even have to deduct your wages.
"Boss, what should we do now?" Everyone in the Dark Moon team gathered together, and all their eyes fell on Death Dark Moon.
After all, this idea was put forward by the captain of Death Dark Moon, so we can't let everyone follow suit.
Although Dark Moon of Death was a little impulsive, he wasn't brainless when he calmed down.
Rubbing her chin and thinking for a moment, Dark Moon of Death pondered and said, "Have you noticed that the strength gap between the players of this mob team is a bit obvious."
"If you say that, it seems to be true."
Hearing what Death Dark Moon said, everyone seemed to have thought of something, and their eyes suddenly lit up.
you do not say! Judging from the last match, the two guys in the first and second rounds were extremely strong, leaving no room for the opponent to fight back, while the strength of the latter few players was obviously weak.
Leaving aside the mage who won by cheating, as far as the opponents in the last two games were not blindly defending, they might not have lost.
There is also a gap in the strength of members of normal professional teams, but everyone can be in the same team, and the strength is basically the same. Even if there is a gap, the difference will not be too big. Very rare.
Seeing that everyone realized this, Dark Moon of Death said firmly: "So, I think their team should only have those two relatively powerful masters, and everyone else is very average! The head-on blows in the two rounds just now really beat us to death. I'm confused, but it's just two tricks."
"The captain is right!"
After hearing the words, everyone thought about it carefully, and they all felt that what Dark Moon of Death said made some sense.
Dark Moon of Death strikes while the iron is hot: "In the next two games, we should be able to get the score back. Do you have confidence?"
"Yes!" Everyone's fighting spirit was high.
It has to be said that Death Dark Moon is quite eloquent, and with a few casual words, everyone's fighting spirit was rekindled.
In the waiting room of Quanzhen Sect, Wang Yu and his group just won the first match, and they were in a good mood. It was a great feeling to stomp their opponents on the soles of their feet openly.
Wang Yu poked Wuji beside him with a smile and closed his eyes, saying: "Wuji, how shall we fight in the next match? Is it still the same as the first match?"
"Fart!" Wuji said listlessly: "The second round is the old rule, just let fate."
"Resigned to fate again?" Hearing Wuji's words, everyone couldn't help curling their lips.
Since participating in the professional league, Mowgli has said this every time in the second game.
Wuji said depressedly: "What can I do? I'm also very helpless. You think we are fighting the crooked melons and dates like before."
Indeed, Quanzhen Sect's previous opponents were ordinary players, but now their opponents are professional masters. Wang Yu often said that what would a genius do if hard work is useful? It is based on the same intensity of hard work.
No matter how talented the Quanzhen teachers are, there is still a gap in strength between those professional masters trained by Tmall who take games as their jobs.
The second field is a random system.
If Wang Yu or the evildoer is randomized in the first round, needless to say, this game will definitely be stable... If these two people are not randomized for five consecutive rounds, the result is self-evident.
There is still some truth in resigning to fate.