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On the day of the game against the British team, the auditorium was full of seats, tens of thousands of seats were packed to the brim, and as far as the eye could see, there were colorful human heads in sight.

This is a scene that cannot be seen in China. When Ying Li passed the auditorium, he deliberately turned his head and took a few more glances.

After the British team won the South Korean team, it became the biggest dark horse in this competition. Although the performance of the Chinese team in the last game can only be regarded as quite satisfactory, the achievements of China in other e-sports competitions should not be underestimated. Anyone with a discerning eye can see It can be concluded that the Chinese team did not show their true strength in the last game.

Therefore, this game is really interesting. It is said that the online ticket price has been more than twice the original ticket price.

The first person to appear in the group arena was Sun Xiang. When he stood up from the player's seat, he took a deep breath. Zhou Zekai who was beside him silently patted his shoulder and encouraged him in a low voice, "Come on."

The other members of the national team also cheered him up one after another, while Huang Shaotian directly yelled for Sun Xiang to hit five, and Sun Xiang gave him a supercilious look.

The first player of the British team was Tactical, and it was Sun Xiang’s new Jhon. Seeing that his first opponent was Sun Xiang, this 1.9-meter young man from England was as happy as a child, shaking hands before the game and saluting At that time, he had been holding Sun Xiang's hand tightly, reluctant to let go. If the referee hadn't reminded him that the time for the game was coming, he would probably have kept holding on.

Ying Li could clearly notice the complex expression on Sun Xiang's face from the audience. The other members of the national team sitting on the player's bench had already burst out laughing, while Ye Xiu, who was next to Ying Li as the team leader, looked regretful.

"I just said that it would definitely work if Sun Xiang got some information from the mouth of that tactics."

Ying Li glanced at him, not wanting to speak.

The British team's tactics were obviously not vegetarian. Although Sun Xiang won in the end, One Autumn Leaf's HP was less than [-]% left, so the chances of winning the next match were really slim.

When the British team's tactics ended, there was no look of regret after losing the game on their faces. Instead, they stared at Sun Xiang's position with excitement in their eyes.

The British team sent out a boxer next. Sun Xiang consumed 30.00% of the opponent's blood with less than [-]% of his blood. This is already a very good performance. Seeing how unwilling it was, there was a lot of warm applause from the audience.

It is already very good to be able to achieve this kind of result in the state of residual blood.

Ying Li and Ye Xiu sat under the stage and did not hesitate to give their applause.

The second player from the national team was Tang Hao, and the opposing boxer still had 60.00% blood. This was definitely not an advantageous situation, but Tang Hao finally won and sent the opposing boxer off the stage At the time, he still had [-]% blood left.

The third player of the British team was their captain, who was a sorcerer by profession.

As soon as this young, handsome, tall English youth appeared on the stage, he received warm applause and shouts from the audience. They chanted that awkward name in unison, as if they were calling the gods they believed in.

Then Tang Hao lost, and the loss was disgraceful. When he stepped down, the magician on the opposite side had more than 80.00% of his HP left. He took off the field.

Another sorcerer!

Tang Hao's mood was quite depressed. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the stage of the tenth season's All-Star Weekly Competition, and the humiliation of being rubbed on the ground by the magician riding a broom came to his heart again.

He glanced at Wang Jiexi who was sitting on the player bench, and the resentment on his face immediately calmed down.

He is now a member of the national team, and Wang Jiexi is also a member of the national team. They are teammates and companions. No matter what kind of grievances they had before, they are now standing on the same side and have the same goal.

Win all the games, hold the championship trophy in your hands, and win glory for the country!

And although he didn't want to admit it, the faint curiosity deep in his heart couldn't be concealed.

Both are magicians, who is better between these two people.

The third person sent by the national team is Wang Jiexi.

From the time Wang Jiexi walked from the player's bench to the stage where the competition was held, shaking hands with his opponent and saluting, to actually sitting in front of the computer, Ying Li's eyes never moved away from him.

nervous?

Nervousness is certain, even if he is not the person sitting in front of the computer at the moment, there seems to be an invisible thread connecting him with the emotions of the person who is about to compete on the stage.

He could truly feel Jie Xida's most real emotion at this moment.

He is nervous.

To be honest, Jie Xi is very nervous during every game. Although there is no reason for this feeling, but after watching so many games over the years, Ying Li can almost be sure that Wang Jiexi is very nervous during the game. nervous.

This kind of tension is different from the panic and panic when playing for the first time, and it is also different from the helplessness and desperation when facing a strong enemy.

This kind of nervousness is more of an instinct, an instinct that will play more than ten points more than usual when facing a game, no matter whether the opponent is weak or strong, as long as you win.

This instinct is sending him the pressure to win the game, and naturally, the instinct turns into nervousness.

And this instinctive tension unknowingly aroused the emotions of the person who had been paying the most attention to him.

Wang Jiexi was nervous.

Yingli is also nervous.

Some people's hands tremble when they are nervous, but Wang Jiexi is just the opposite. The more nervous he is, the more precise his operations will be.

Time is passing by every minute and every second, and in just a few minutes, it seems to Ying Li that a world has passed.

The result of the game came out, but the audience was dead silent. After a few seconds, whoever took the lead said [shit]

This universal swear word is like a small stone thrown into the ocean. In an instant, a stone stirs up a thousand waves, and people from different countries speak the same sentence in different languages.

All translated into Chinese is [Fuck? ? ? ! ! ! 】

Wang Jiexi won, and he won very beautifully. The young man from England who had [-]v[-] in the previous game had no time to react, so he was pressed to the ground and rubbed, and was taken off the field with a dazed look on his face.

This handsome young man from England still had a stunned expression on his face when he left the court, as if he hadn't recovered from the game just now.

The audience off the court was also stunned, and even forgot to boo the dissatisfied English youth who lost for no reason.

Then, the No. 4 and No. 5 players sent by the British team all left the field with blank faces like their captains. They didn't even figure out why they lost.

In this group arena match, the Chinese team finally won the victory with a score of [-] to [-].

At this time, the audience, who finally came to their senses, exploded in the auditorium. They were talking about who the magician of the Chinese team was, and what was his strange style of play that he had never seen before.

All of a sudden [WANGJIEXI], a name that seemed very awkward to foreigners, was quickly spread by people from different countries with strong accents throughout the venue of the competition.

"I really didn't expect Lao Wang to be so high-profile."

Ye Xiu grinned, and the corners of his mouth could not stop rising. He looked at Ying Li next to him and joked.

"What do you think made Wang Jiexi suddenly exert his strength? Is it love? Is it jealousy?"

"It is to win glory for the country."

Ying Li answered calmly.

"Huh? You can still talk? I thought you must be too excited to speak now."

Ye Xiu pretended to be surprised.

Ying Li ignored him, just looked at Wang Jiexi who calmly returned to the player's bench amidst the cheers of the crowd.

Who said he wasn't excited, it's just that he was too excited and calmed down instead.

It was just a [-]v[-]. He had watched Tiny Herb's matches for so many years, and it was not so rare for Jie Xida to complete a [-]v[-] as a defender in the group arena.

One against three, one against three...

[-]v[-] ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! ! ! ! !

So fucking handsome! ! !

He blows up this [-]v[-]!

Blowing a lifetime is too little! ! !

Wang Jiexi, who returned to the player's bench, also received eager looks from his teammates.

"Fuck you, old man, you stole the limelight this time. You don't know that the two foreigners commented. There were a lot of unintelligible birdsong during the previous game. During your game, the whole process Quiet as a chicken, one or two of them opened their mouths as if they were stuffed with eggs, I almost died laughing at it hahahaha!"

Huang Shaotian patted Wang Jiexi's shoulder while laughing without image, Wang Jiexi glanced at him, didn't say anything, let him continue to laugh.

"All of us are amazed how you suddenly used this style of play."

Yu Wenzhou looked at Wang Jiexi, obviously the one who should be the most excited is the one who returned from the [-]v[-] splendidly, but he couldn't feel the same joy from him.

Before he came to Zurich, he knew that Wang Jiexi's style of play would definitely be unblocked, but when he played against the Japanese team in the last game, Wang Jiexi had no intention of using this style of play, so he guessed that Wang Jiexi might be considering using him in a more powerful team. on the right occasion.

But he didn't expect this occasion to come so quickly. In the second game, he used this style of play.

"This play can only be used once."

Wang Jiexi looked at Yu Wenzhou with a calm expression.

No matter how unpredictable this style of play is, it is only composed of several sets of data, and it will not take long to analyze them all. At that time, this style of play will have a big loophole, so in this game In the world competition, it can only be used once.

In fact, this can also be regarded as a gamble, betting on whether other countries have conducted a detailed analysis of all the members of their Chinese team one by one.

Although his style of play has basically not been used since the third season, players who are familiar with Glory in China are not too unfamiliar with his style of play, but there is still a gap between China and other countries. There is no invisible wall, which leads to the people inside knowing little about the outside, and similarly, the outside people know nothing about the inside.

He bet that the British team didn't know his style of play, so they used it in this game. After all, the British team can beat the South Korean team, so far, it is their biggest threat.

Then, he bet right.

"I'll leave it to you next."

Wang Jiexi returned to his seat, looking at his teammates who were about to participate in the team competition.

"Leave it to us, how can you, Old Wang, take the limelight by yourself."

Huang Shaotian, who had finally laughed enough, gave Wang Jiexi a thumbs up and said confidently.

The faces of the other five people also looked determined to win.

The team competition finally ended with Huang Shaotian's Troubling Night Rain knocking out the last swordsman on the opposite side with a sword. In the entire arena, Huang Shaotian was left alone, swiping the screen and posting texts to celebrate.

In the game between the Chinese team and the British team, the Chinese team won the game and got tickets to the semi-finals.

The few Chinese in the auditorium cheered together at this moment, waving their flags vigorously, celebrating the victory of the Chinese team. Although this was not the finals, they seemed to have seen the championship trophy beckoning to them.

In an interview after the game, the captain of the British team did not show any frustration when facing the camera and some tough questions. Instead, he did not hesitate to praise his opponent.

"Mr.Wang is a very amazing person. I have never seen this kind of play like magic. I heard that in his country, people call him a magician. In my opinion, this title is no different from him. It fits well, and I'm looking forward to the next opportunity to play against him again."

After this interview, Wang Jiexi's name appeared on the headlines of all major e-sports news, and the title of "magician" has completely gone global.

After the game, on the way to the hotel, the group ran into the British team again.

The British team's tactics enthusiastically poured out their love to Sun Xiang, but his speech was too fast, and Sun Xiang could only look at him blankly, unable to understand what he was saying at all.

Ying Li kindly translated it all for him, including those excited tone words, but when he said these words with a slumped face, he felt an inexplicable sense of joy, and everyone else in the national team was amused by him, except Sun Xiang.

Sun Xiang looked at the expectant English youth on the opposite side with horror, and stumbled out a few sentences in English with chaotic grammar.

"Um...John...sorry...but I'm not gay..."

"I do not mind."

John said optimistically.

But I don't mind!

Sun Xiang wanted to cry but had no tears.

The captain of the British team walked towards Ying Li, and several members of the national team looked at Ying Li with gossipy eyes, and Ying Li looked calm.

Then the tall and handsome young man from England passed Ying Li and looked at the magician next to him.

"Your performance on the court today surprised me!"

Ye Xiu who was on the side laughed out loud, "It seems that the British are always in a hurry, and seeing one loves the other is really not someone's intentional smear."

Ying Li glared at him.

Then he heard the English captain with a bad name say something to Jesse.

"I think you should be gay?"

Looking at it from Yingli's perspective, this tall and handsome young man from England looked at Jiexi with rather ambiguous eyes.

Then he became insane for some reason, and with a fever in his brain, he took Wang Jiexi's hand, looked solemnly at this young man from England who was a head taller than him, and said to him in a fairly standard London accent: "But he is a man Lord's gay."

The author has something to say:

It's a hard game, if there are any bugs or unreasonable places, just look at it, don't worry about it, I just want to give Jie Xi a big fashion value.

Jiexi is so handsome, I love him forever!

Then there is the travel next door, Mr. Madara, who continues to ask for collection_(:з」∠)_