After controlling my player’s krypton gold, my skill points are full

In the evening, to celebrate the Dominator team's successful entry into the semi-finals.

Zhang You waved his hand and took Xie Zixian and the other four people to a restaurant, still at the familiar old place.

"That last team was so strong that it almost drove me crazy."

"Yeah, I felt so depressed when I was laning against the opposing shooter, I didn't dare to leave the tower casually."

"Fortunately Guangzi and Xiaoxian cooperated well, otherwise we would have lost the game."

In a blink of an eye, Dominator's teammates have been working together for almost three months. They have become much more familiar with each other and have lively conversations during meals.

Zhang You smiled and continued, "In the last round, we faced Team Y, which has always been a top four team. Of course, they are strong, but they are not without flaws."

"At eleven minutes, during the teamfight in the bottom lane, the enemy team came first, so Yuhara was able to push the tower in the middle lane, and then go to the jungle to reduce the economic loss to the minimum. The enemy team had heroes that could support quickly, and they had already finished the fight while you were on your way."

"I originally thought so, but there is a dragon on the other side. I'm afraid that everyone will die and the other side will just push forward."

"Be bolder. You can't be too aggressive when playing professionally, but you can't be timid either. You lost that wave, even though it dragged on for ten minutes, but you still lost in the end? The economic gap was too big, and later on the jungler couldn't even clear the minion line, and couldn't lead the team out."

"If the opponent is playing very aggressively, you must stay calm and not be led by them. Everyone must have their own rhythm."

"clear."

Zhang You: "But overall it's still pretty good. We made it to the semi-finals. The club has already said they'll give everyone a bonus of 20,000 yuan."

"Really?"

Zhang You laughed, "Why would I lie to you? I'll call you tomorrow."

"Long live the Dominator!"

After finishing their meal, the Dominator group walked towards the base together.

The restaurant is not far from their base, and it only takes about ten minutes to walk there.

"The finals will start in one week. I will give you some extra practice during this week."

"No way, no way... Normally we have to practice until ten o'clock... This extra practice..."

"Practice for an extra hour."

"The coach is so cruel."

"What can I do if I'm not ruthless? Do you think those champions rely on talent? The game is to play more, and you will naturally become good at it. If you don't have talent, you can make up for it with hard work, do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand. I won't dare to refute it again."

Zhang You smiled and hit Ma Yuyuan's shoulder.

A few people were walking and talking on the road, when suddenly a group of people, about seven or eight in number, appeared under the dim street lights ahead.

Zhang You squinted his eyes; the light was too dim and he couldn't see the person's face clearly.

He whispered something and walked past the road with Xie Zixian and the others.

The moment they got closer, they finally saw clearly that the person on the other side was holding a stick.

Zhang You recalled the last time he and Meng Qingsheng parted on bad terms.

He once said viciously that he would never let Dominator have an easy time.

"Walk."

Zhang You shouted out almost instantly.

Guan Jingshan pushed Xie Zixian and Yu Guang to run backwards, and Fan Yang and Ma Yuyuan also ran away.

Zhang You was trying to hold the group of people back.

Professional players are not allowed to engage in any fighting or brawling. If they fight back, they will be considered to be fighting or brawling.

So in this situation, they could only run, even though they were six grown men.

After all, Zhang You was alone and could not hold back eight people. He was hit hard by two sticks and was pushed to the ground.

He wanted to use his cell phone to call the police, but when he felt his pocket he realized he had dropped his phone somewhere.

There was no choice but to limp after him.

Soon, Xie Zixian and his companions were surrounded.

Everyone on the opposite side was holding a wooden stick, and they were smashing the ground with the sticks, making a loud bang.

In an instant, the two sides started fighting.

Guan Jingshan and his men could not fight back, so they could only hug the opponent and try to snatch the stick to prevent the opponent from hurting them.

In the melee, Yu Guang felt a headache, blood immediately came out on his forehead, and his vision became blurry.

The other side was not willing to give in, and smashed the wooden stick with all his strength.

When Xie Zixian saw Yu Guang falling to the ground, he rushed over and used his body to block the stick for Yu Guang.

There were too many people on the opposite side, and they were hitting him with sticks randomly.

"Xiao Xian!"

Zhang You ran over and two more people were kicked away.

Fan Yang and others on the other side were also beaten black and blue.

Xie Zixian suddenly felt his hands fall into a long period of numbness, followed by a pain that went deep into his bones.

It felt like his bones were being broken piece by piece. He fell to the ground in so much pain, covering his hands and sweating profusely.

Zhang You, who was being punched and kicked, saw in his peripheral vision two men holding sticks approaching Yu Guang and Xie Zixian, their target was obviously their arms. He couldn't help shaking and screaming heartbreakingly.

Suddenly, a strong light shone over them, making it impossible for them to open their eyes.

When the group of people saw that they were discovered, they ran away with sticks.

A minute later, the person holding the flashlight came running over, trembling and crying, his voice trembling.

"Uncle Zhang You, I'll take you to the hospital."

This time Zhang You saw clearly that the person who came was not an adult, but the child of the restaurant owner.

"Why are you here? It's very dangerous at night, you should go back quickly." Zhang You was afraid that the group of people would come back again.

"I...I'm here to give you the phone." The little boy pressed the phone while crying.

"I will call the police. I will call the police now. The police will be here soon."

"Uncle Zhang You, please don't sleep. My dad will never wake up again if he falls asleep..."

Zhang You finally passed out while crying. In the last second before he regained consciousness, he only saw the Dominator team members also lying on the ground.

.........

tick tock...

The sound of infusion water echoed in the ward.

Zhang You suddenly opened his eyes and looked around.

All I saw was Fan Yang, who still had some horrible bruises on his face that hadn't healed yet and was applying medicine.

"Coach, you're awake."

"Where are the others?" Zhang You's voice was a little nervous.

"They are fine. Jingshan, Yuange and Guangzi will be fine after a few days of rest. It's just that..."

Zhang You swallowed and said in a low voice with unconscious panic: "Xiao Xian, what happened to him?"

"His hand... the doctor said it would take at least a month to heal..."

Fan Yang sounded somewhat negative when he said this.

One month... How can I wait for a month...

They have one week left before the finals...

Zhang You sat on the hospital bed in a daze.

He suddenly felt so regretful.

If he had agreed to Meng Qingsheng's request, would these things not have happened?

It’s just one hundred thousand.

It was only 100,000... but now Xie Zixian has injured his hand...

He also has a mother who needs money...

Fan Yang pursed his lips, went out, closed the door, and went to Xie Zixian's ward.

Xie Zixian was staring at his wrapped right hand.

"what did the doctor say?"

Fan Yang has not yet told Xie Zixian about the condition of his hand.

"It will take a month..."

Xie Zixian nodded.

"Will we still play in the finals...?" Fan Yang was uncertain.

In this case, should they voluntarily withdraw from the competition?

"beat."

Xie Zixian's eyes were firm and calm.

"But you..."

"It's okay. I won't touch it these days. When I get to the competition, I'll just play a few games."

That being said, it was a professional competition, and it was the national finals, which required a very fast hand speed.

Fan Yang said nothing and only told others about Xie Zixian's decision.

Everyone was struggling.

They had finally made it to the national finals, and they were really unwilling to give up like this.

And it's not just Xie Zixian who needs the money, they need it too.

But Xie Zixian's hand wouldn't heal in a week.

If he does more strenuous exercise and ends up getting injured, he will never be able to play professionally in his life.

Hands are the most important thing for a professional player.

...

In the evening, Zhang You found Xie Zixian to talk.

"Xiao Xian, I have discussed with other team members and decided that we will not participate in the finals this time..."

"Yes."

Zhang You looked at his hand, somewhat helplessly: "Your hand can't do strenuous exercises. Have you ever thought about the consequences if it gets broken?"

"I haven't thought about it, but I have thought about the consequences if I don't play in this final." Xie Zixian said that he struggled for a whole day and he was confused and at a loss.

He didn't know why he had such a rough time.

"We know your mother needs money, and we can lend it to you. Is 100,000 enough? If not, we can all raise the money for you..."

"Not enough." Xie Zixian's words completely interrupted Zhang You's subsequent speech.

"It's not enough. I need at least 300,000. I need that money. I may lose in the finals, but if I don't play in the finals, I will definitely not get the money."

How could Xie Zixian not be sad too?

Jing Shishu helped him to buy things on credit at the hospital, and he had to pay back all the money in the last month.

One hundred thousand or two hundred thousand are not enough, at least three hundred thousand is needed.

Three hundred thousand...even if all of them put their money into it, they wouldn't have that much.

Xie Zixian has made up his mind.

If his hands couldn't earn enough money to treat his mother's illness, it didn't matter if they were useless.

"Go ahead, coach. I want to play."

"It wasn't easy for Dominator to get here, and it wasn't easy for me to get here either."

The young man in his early twenties was extremely calm in this situation, as if it was not his hand that might be disabled.

Zhang You stared into his eyes for a long time, and finally uttered the word "OK" with difficulty.

Regarding the beating of Dominator, the police eventually found the group of people, asked them to pay for the medical expenses, and detained them for a few days.

Xie Zixian's hand might be disabled, and their chances of losing the final would be greatly increased, but the culprit was only detained for a few days, and even Meng Qingsheng was perfectly invisible and not implicated.

Zhang You felt aggrieved and helpless.

But what if you don’t give in?

What can they do?

In the end, Zhang You did not tell Xie Zixian and the others about the result and could only helplessly accept the disaster.

There was less than a week left before the finals. Ma Yuyuan and the other three were practicing day and night, while Xie Zixian was watching them practice and discussing tactics with them.

Time passed quickly, and on the afternoon of the final day, the Dominator team once again took to the battlefield.

The gauze on Xie Zixian's hand had been removed the day before, but the medicine was still applied on it.

In the first half, they had already played against another team and lost, so this was their last chance.

On the field, players from both sides took their seats.

The host Chaochang began to read the opening words and then introduced the team members.

Dominator's first game was against Fnire.