Chapter 1233 The Goal Is to Be the Champion
Tsk tsk, if you can't pretend to be coercive and forcefully stuff someone with dog food, the Thunder Sword is really vicious enough.
Fortunately, everyone in the Underworld has gotten used to this guy's style. Under the dog abuse behavior of Wang Yu and his wife, Quanzhen taught everyone to be able to adapt to various tastes of dog food.
Otherwise, based on his words, don't even think about leaving today.
Thunder Sword left, and Death's left hand came forward to Wuji and cupped his hands: "Mr. Wuji, last time Yuhui Chengyi came here without any harm?"
Death's left hand is also an upright person. The two sides didn't say something good when they met for the first time, and they didn't even open the pot.
Even if you have nothing to say, you can't mention the last time a group of people from the Underworld attacked Quanzhen Sect in Yuhuicheng. Isn't this an obvious provocation.
Sure enough, when they heard the words of the left hand of the god of death, everyone in the Quanzhen sect suddenly became pale, especially the famous sword Daoxue... This guy died in the left hand of the god of death at that time, and it was a miserable death. The left hand of the god of death At the mention of this, Ming Jian Daoxue felt cold all over.
"It's okay."
But Wuji smiled and said, "How did you leave after that?"
After all, it was Wuji. At that time, the group of Hades Realm didn't have much power in the hands of Quanzhen Sect, and they were blocked at the resurrection point. Wuji smiled and fought back.
"Hahaha!"
Death's left hand made a haha and said: "Forget it, forget about those unpleasant things."
Immediately afterwards, Death's left hand glanced at Wang Yu and said, "This must be Brother Tieniu."
"It's easy to say." Wang Yu nodded.
"I watched your game!" Death's left hand sighed sincerely: "It's a pity that I didn't meet you in Yuhuicheng last time."
"To each other!" Wang Yu said with a faint smile, "But you should feel lucky."
"???"
Hearing Wang Yu's words, Death's left hand couldn't help being slightly taken aback, feeling lucky? Death's left hand has been playing games for so long, and he has never seen such a rampant guy.
Of course, Death's left hand didn't know, and Wang Yu's words came from his heart.
After reacting, the God of Death sized Wang Yu up with his left hand, and said with a gunpowder smell, "You are very confident."
"Average," Wang Yu said modestly, "It's just that I haven't lost a fight so far."
"I……"
Everyone in Hades Realm was stunned.
Xindao, this guy really climbed up just by giving him a pole. This is a professional league for Temiao, and there are so many masters. He is crazy enough to say that he has never lost a fight.
"Then I'll see you at the match!" Death's left hand arched at Wang Yu again, and he turned and left with his subordinates.
After watching Death's left hand leave, the Quanzhen sect stared at Wang Yu dumbfounded and said, "Brother Niu, I thought you were a low-key person before, but I didn't expect you to be so stylish when you pretend to be B."
"Pretentious?" Wang Yu smiled and said, "It doesn't exist, I'm telling the truth...don't you know that?"
Everyone: "..."
Well, this is purely pretending to be addicted.
Tomorrow is the 8-to-4 match, and the rest of the teams are all first-class teams in China. The opponents are getting stronger and stronger, and the players are getting more and more nervous, especially the Tianlong team. After going through so many hardships, they managed to squeeze in In the quarterfinals, you have to be careful with every step you take.
Professional masters are like this, so it is needless to say that Quanzhen teaches this group of amateurs.
After the game, this unprecedented group of guys didn't go out to play, but stayed in the hotel to study their opponents.
No way, there is still a certain gap between the Quanzhen Sect and the real masters. With just Wang Yu and the three of them, it is not as easy as imagined to win the competition.
In the first battle, even if all three of Wang Yu played, they could only get 3 points with confidence. However, in the second round of rounds, they fought at random. If the three of Wang Yu couldn't play, they would lose 10 points.
In this way, in the last team battle, you must ensure that the survival rate of your own players is more than 9.
The enemies on the opposite side are all the top masters in the country. Ten people went to the battlefield and nine survived. This is really not low difficulty.
...
In the hotel room, Wuji pointed to the team on the wall and introduced: "The Kyushu team has ranked first in the national server for five consecutive years. Everyone should know this."
"I don't know!" Wang Yu raised his hand.
Wuji ignored Wang Yu, and continued: "Their captain, Wuhu Sihai, is a top expert in the industry. He used to be the vice president of Sanshazhuang. He fought against me. You have also seen the fate of Sanshazhuang..."
"Don't brag!" Everyone said angrily, "Tell the truth!"
"Really?" Wuji said with a sneer, "The members of Team Kyushu are all the top professional masters in the industry. As for you guys, except for those three kung fu players, there should be zero chance of winning against them."
"Is it so exaggerated?" Wang Yu asked in surprise.
Wuji, this kid Wang Yu still understands, no matter how awesome a master is in his mouth, he is better than rubbish. This is the first time Wang Yu has seen him introduce an opponent like this. Even he thinks it is powerful, and the opponent must be good.
Wuji shamelessly said: "It's not an exaggeration at all! After all, he is my defeated general."
"Come on! Get out!" Everyone was furious again.
Wang Yu finally regained his composure. This grandson boasted so much about Wuhusihai in order to show that he had once surpassed Wuhusihai.
"Team Primordial!" Wuji pointed to another team and said, "This team is Wannian's No. 2, a strong team second only to Kyushu's team, and it has been the No. 2 national server for five consecutive years. It has high fighting spirit. If you encounter them in the early stage, you will definitely suffer a loss, and you trash will definitely have zero chance of winning..."
"Okay, okay." Seeing Wuji, everyone wanted to mock themselves again, and interrupted forcefully: "Can you stop talking, just say it straight, who do we have a better chance of winning against?"
"This..."
Wuji pointed to the Tianlong team and the Pluto Realm team in the middle and said: "In comparison, our winning percentage between Congxin's team and Pluto Realm's team is still a little bit. After all, we and Congxin are old rivals. It's also familiar."
"I have an idea!" At this moment, Ming Du raised his hand suddenly.
Wuji nodded: "Say!"
Ming Du said: "Tomorrow we will directly challenge one of these two teams. We should be able to get into the top four. Even if we stop in the top four, we can still make enough money."
Indeed, Quanzhen Sect is just a team of amateur players, and it is already a remarkable record to be able to squeeze into the top four in the country for the first time.
"No no no!"
Wuji waved his fingers and said, "Each team only has one chance to challenge. It would be a pity to use it for tomorrow's match. Our goal should be the championship."
"Champion?" Ming Du asked back: "If we don't have this opportunity tomorrow, what if we meet the Kyushu team? I'm afraid we won't be able to make it to the top four."
"Don't worry!" Wuji said with a smile: "Competitions have always been about the strong preying on the weak. Whatever you can think of, others can certainly think of."
PS: The old man's sofa was robbed, so he used his mobile phone to forcefully code a chapter to grab a sofa.
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