Full-time master: I have a spirit behind me

"What do you think?"

"I sat and watched..."

"Be serious..."

"But, this is what I think... They don't seem to be that magical!"

The picture on the projector was frozen, showing the last scene of the previous game between the Chinese team and the Australian team.

The contestants in the conference room had different expressions.

After a brief silence, a red-haired young man coughed twice: "The Chinese team is very strong, there is no doubt about that, but if they only have what they have shown so far... I don't think they are too scary?"

"I think these are probably all they have. There aren't many people worth paying attention to, such as Black and White, Cloud Piercing, and Rainy Night. As for the others... I don't think they can cause us much trouble."

"The German team was eliminated with that score. If it were in our group, there would be no way we would qualify, right?"

"The strength may be there, but... it's just on the surface."

"They still have a mage scholar who has not yet played."

"But that magic scholar is almost twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, right? Can he really still fly?"

“Don’t underestimate any opponent.”

"Based on the analysis of the existing intelligence, I think they may not have any backup plan. Otherwise, why did they choose to reject the Australian team's goodwill?" A girl who looked rational raised her hand and said, and everyone else in the conference room looked at her.

"Tell me what you think, Isabella." Giovanni, the captain of the Italian team sitting in the front asked.

"I think that a rational leader, when faced with such an invitation, would choose to cooperate for mutual benefit." Isabella did not refuse and stood up. "In the last game, the Chinese team was eager to get a full score and did not leave any spare energy. This is unreasonable."

"That is to say?" Red-haired Alessandro scratched his head.

"That is to say, they are eager to get the points in the upper zone so that they can face the next game with less pressure. They have no energy left." Isabella pushed her glasses: "The next game will be our best chance, the chance to keep going..."

"Um?"

Giovanni thought for a moment and raised his head: "Well, let's start the pre-match meeting. I hope their situation is bad enough."

…

"How is the situation?" Xiao Shiqin was a little nervous: "Is it okay?"

"To be honest, it's not very good." Tang Hao's face was solemn, and he raised his hand and put it down again: "I... really am not sure."

"Isn't that all over?!" Xiao Shiqin covered his face in pain.

"It's not the end yet..." Tang Hao shook his head and thrust out his golf club.

The white ball brushed past the black ball, hit the edge of the table, and finally collided on the short side, under Tang Hao's nervous gaze and Xiao Shiqin's expectant eyes.

Pocket.

"Freedom." Zhang Jiale wiped the club, happily took the white ball handed to him by Sun Zheping, placed it behind the black ball, and hit a hole-in-one: "Beautiful, three consecutive wins, is there anyone who wants to challenge the two of us?"

"I don't want to play anymore..." Xiao Shiqin put the club back on the rack with some disappointment.

"Me too." Tang Hao shook his head and sat aside to drink some water.

This is the entertainment room of the hotel, where members of the Huaxia team are enjoying a rare rest time.

Today Ye Xiu gave everyone half a day off so that they could relax their nerves that had been tense since the World Invitational Tournament began.

"Before the holiday, I always wondered when I could have a good rest. But after the holiday, I felt bored and didn't know what to do. Six fives!" Huang Shaotian sighed and put the six cards upside down on the table.

"Shaotian is really good at this..." Yu Wenzhou smiled and closed the book in his hand: "How about adding one of us and we can level up?"

"Come on! I don't believe it!" Sun Xiang was obviously a little too frustrated with his defeat. He closed his eyes and let Huang Shaotian add a stroke on his face.

"It's really not satisfying to bully you... Haven't you guys been bullied enough by Xiao Wen? Let's play cards?" Huang Shaotian raised his head and looked towards the arcade area on the other side.

Fang Rui had a solemn expression on his face as he frantically tapped the buttons in front of him. Ye Xiu, Su Mucheng, Wang Jiexi, and Chu Yunxiu were watching the game from behind, their faces filled with amazement from time to time.

KO!

"Hiss..." Fang Rui released the button, looked at Li Wen's situation, and nodded with satisfaction: "Well, it's much better than before. The first person's health is almost one-third of his."

"Come on, it's my turn." Chu Yunxiu patted Fang Rui's shoulder, sat down, and put the game coins in.

Su Mucheng snickered and leaned close to Ye Xiu's ear: "I didn't expect Xiao Wen to be so good at fighting King of Fighters... Who do you think is better, Xiao Wen or those professional King of Fighters players?"

"Well, I feel like Xiao Wen should have the same dominance in King of Fighters as I do in Glory? Oh, we did play Street Fighter together before, but we lost more than we won." Ye Xiu smiled and shook his head: "How long do you think Chu Yunxiu can last?"

"At least half of them can be knocked down, right?" Su Mucheng thought about it.

"One third, no more... Hmm? Is the air conditioner a little cold, Old Zhang?" Ye Xiu touched his neck and shouted to Zhang Xinjie who was reading a book over there.

"Twenty-four degrees, the most suitable temperature." Zhang Xinjie looked up, then continued to read.

"That might be an illusion..." Ye Xiu muttered softly and continued to watch the game in front of him intently.

Beside him, Su Muqiu was looking at him with a dark face: [Xiao Wen, let me fight this kid later. If I don't beat him until he calls me daddy, I'll consider him awesome!]

No matter what, Brother Ye shouldn’t scream, right?

Li Wen was somewhat helpless, so he seized the opportunity and sent Chu Yunxiu's first character away with one move.

There is nothing wrong with the saying that proper entertainment is conducive to work. The accumulated emotional pressure disappeared without a trace after a morning of team building.

Well...except for Sun Xiang, he seems to be under a little more pressure.

"It's okay, don't worry about this kid. You don't know that he is the type who can perform better when he is under pressure. Hey, hey, hey, hey, where are you going? We agreed that you can't take a shower for one day!" Seeing Sun Xiang standing up with a dark face, Huang Shaotian hurriedly shouted.

"Go to the toilet!" Sun Xiang said gritting his teeth. After turning his head, even Li Wen and Zhou Zekai couldn't help but lower their heads, not daring to look at Sun Xiang's face.

It’s nothing, I’m just afraid of laughing out loud.

There is a tic-tac-toe pattern drawn on each of the left and right cheeks and forehead, which is indeed a bit funny.

Zhang Jiale and Fang Rui were already laughing so hard that they were bent over.

However, this was not the fault of others. Sun Xiang was provoked by Huang Shaotian and became insane. He agreed to the bet that if he lost the card game, he would have graffiti on his face. The end result was that Huang Shaotian's face was clean, while Sun Xiang's became like this...

“Focus, focus. We’ve played for a whole morning, that’s enough… Wait, Sun Xiang, where are you going?” Ye Xiu grabbed Sun Xiang who was about to walk out with his head down and said, “I have a meeting…”

"I……"

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Ye Xiu, who didn’t pay much attention to Sun Xiang’s face, patted Sun Xiang’s shoulder and said, “Alright, alright, go back and sit down. I’ll tell you the results first. The group stage results are out… The current qualifying situation is roughly like this.”

The teams that qualified from Group A are the United States and Japan.

The teams that qualified from Group B are Russia and England.

The teams that qualified from Group C are China and Germany.

The teams that qualified from Group D are South Korea and Italy.

"All the seeded teams predicted before have qualified, and just as everyone guessed, points play a big role in the knockout stage, just like in our playoffs, the opponents are determined by the season standings, and the current situation... is roughly like this." Ye Xiu adjusted the screen.

The United States team, with a total score of 33 points, is a Grand Slam team.

The Chinese team, with a total score of thirty-three points, is a Grand Slam team.

The South Korean team, with a total score of 33 points, is a Grand Slam team.

The Russian team...

"Wait a minute, wait a minute. Why are we ranked second and the Americans ranked first among the Grand Slams?" Sun Xiang raised his hand and shouted in dissatisfaction.

"Because... haha, what's wrong with your face?" Ye Xiu couldn't help laughing. He left early for the team building before, and discussed some things with Feng Xianjun and the leaders of the Sports Bureau, so he didn't see Sun Xiang's final face. And just now his mind was full of thoughts about the game, so he just brought Sun Xiang back. Only now could he see clearly that Sun Xiang's face was covered with graffiti.

"You...don't worry about this for now!"

"No choice, alphabetically, they're A and we're C." Ye Xiu suppressed his smile and said, "The organizing committee said there's no order, but in order to sort out the opponents, we ended up ranking them this way... Okay, okay, keep going. Russia, 30 points, fourth...

Japan team, 27 points, fifth.

England, 26 points, sixth.

Italy, 24 points, seventh.

Germany, 22 points, eighth..."

Everyone was looking at the score, discussing it in low voices from time to time.

Judging from the results, the scene that the Chinese team hoped for was achieved.

With 33 points in the Grand Slam, they are in the upper group and do not need to consider the threat of the same Grand Slam team for the time being, which provides a good buffer opportunity. The German team, which helped the Chinese team, got a chance to qualify. Although they qualified from the bottom and had to face the United States in the first game, they were still one of the qualifying teams after all.

Just now, Yu Wenzhou received a sincere thank-you message from the captain of the German team.

On the surface, everything seems to be going well...

"So, our next opponent is the Italian team? Is there anything we need to pay special attention to? What have they shown these days?" Wang Jiexi looked up and asked, "Let's go straight to the main point."

“Hmm…the point they need to pay attention to…how should I put it?” Ye Xiu scratched his head: “Balanced, very balanced, just like a fortress…”

"Iron barrel tactics?" Fang Rui frowned.

“No.” Ye Xiu shook his head. “It’s not just the iron bucket tactics. They basically have an integrated offense and defense, and they are very evenly matched. It seems that there is nothing special that needs attention, but there is no weakness either. They just slowly advance…”

"Can a strong attack tear it open?" Sun Xiang asked.

"It will probably be difficult. I watched the match between South Korea and Italy last night. South Korea wanted to use the penetration tactic to forcibly tear open the opponent's defensive formation at the beginning, but was counterattacked by the Italian team. They suffered a big disadvantage in the early stage and were pulled back in the middle stage..." Xiao Shiqin shook his head: "The core of their team is their national team captain Giovanni, a mage of the summoner class. He is good at elemental summons and cooperates with the Death Knight to attack and defend, just like the tactics of the Italian team..."

“By the way, his tactical style is just like a chess game. He relies on the team’s wards or his own flying summons to provide vision, and then controls his own players and resources.” Ye Xiu snapped his fingers and added, “It’s just like playing chess.”

"There's a big difference between tactical command and playing chess, right? Using this kind of tactics..." Fang Rui muttered, "Isn't it just empty talk?"

"It's not just talk, Brother Rui, they've qualified." Li Wen reminded in a low voice: "Any team that has been qualified should not be underestimated. No matter which game they lose, all their efforts may be wasted."

[The team's rhythm is very tight, the summoner is in the middle to support the whole team... It seems to be a variation of your style, Xiao Wen.] Su Muqiu, who was concentrating on watching the game video, whispered a reminder: [If this is the case, the Italian team should be very familiar with your tactics and know where the weaknesses are. The next game may be...]

I can’t go on stage.

Li Wen felt a little regretful, but he probably only missed the first team match because he needed to collect more data.

"That's right. Our race has just begun. No one wants to go home right at the start, right? No, no, I don't think so. Sun Xiang, why are you lowering your head so hard? Is there something good on the ground?" Huang Shaotian joked cheerfully.

"Get lost! You're the one who wants to go home!" Sun Xiang raised his middle finger.

"Okay, stop arguing. Xiao Wen is right. Since the other side can use this tactic to defeat the other two teams in the same team, they must have their own unique features. Everyone should be vigilant.

Be prepared to go all out. Lao Wang must be getting a little impatient waiting to play." Ye Xiu smiled and clicked the screen again: "Then, next, let's take a look at our opponents..."