To play is to win!

For a moment, Guan Hong was stunned.

Kang Ting has always been proud.

That's because the battle gave him the confidence to be proud.

As a player of the domestic first-line team, he can declare war on anyone.

However, Silver City is in bad shape.

Three losses and two wins, although the team's ranking is rising, the ranking is still at the bottom.

However, Guan Hong admired his arrogance.

In a weak team, morale is the most important.

Guan Hong also came all the way from the bottom.

It is not terrible for the team to lose the game.

If the player's faith collapses, then it is truly hopeless.

He didn't expect that owl can make a person grow up so fast.

Guan Hong just met Kang Ting last week, but it seems like he hasn't seen him for a long time.

"how……"

Guan Hong regained his emotions and sorted out his words, "Why do you always play with Kang Ting."

The tone is the same as that of an inquisitive parent.

Especially unreasonable.

What kind of talk is that!

Su Wen said angrily, "Why can't I play with Kang Ting? I'm from the same generation as him. Do you understand the generation gap?"

"I'm only two years older than you."

Guan Hong seriously reminded him.

"Two-year-old generation gap, three-year-old one-generation gap!" Su Wenle retorted, "It's impossible for you to try to stop our beautiful boy duo from saving the world, because I want to defeat you with Kang Ting!"

The slogan was shouted loudly, Guan Hong was so stupid that he couldn't help stretching out his claws to pinch him.

"We are a team, you want to rebel."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, we have decided to beat you, hurry up, I'm done eating, you wash the dishes."

Su Wenle put down his chopsticks and ran away.

Flash Egg also chased after Pidianpidian.

One big and one small disappeared without a trace, and there was no sense of guilt at all for free food.

Guan Hong sighed inexplicably.

He shouldn't be feeling sad, still immersed in an indescribable depression.

Forget it.

He thought that in other people's affairs, he couldn't be as unprincipled as Brother Meng.

Guan Hong stood up to clean up the dishes.

Then wash the dishes.

ms' schedule has always been busy.

Ever since the trial training started, Meng Beichuan's head was about to explode.

The coaching staff has to take time to watch the trial training, arrange training, and watch the players practice heroes.

So much so that the team of five is not enough.

Meng Beichuan was as tired as moving bricks every day.

From time to time, when I come back from the trial training ground, I have to beat the sandbags violently with my fists on my shoulders.

The whole gym is full of bangbangbang rage.

The coach is busy.

Compared with them, the players' training life is like a vacation.

"Number! Sixth! Field!"

Zhang Si paused every word, with a high-pitched tone.

Even typing on the keyboard has a unique rhythm.

"Ah." Li Qin made a blank voice and looked up at him, "What happened to the sixth game?"

"Six consecutive victories, six consecutive victories!"

Zhang Si shook his head and almost had a keyboard dance.

"...so excited, you lost the lottery again?"

Lin Xiaoke couldn't stop rolling her eyes.

In the past, they were the duo of ms lottery.

When he arrived in Los Angeles, because he often couldn't give out physical gifts and lost the fun of drawing plush dolls, the number of lottery draws dropped sharply.

However, Zhang Si still loves this activity deeply.

It's not easy to give physical gifts, so he will give virtual gifts.

Moreover, every time he successfully stood on the side of "never lottery".

It seemed particularly disingenuous.

Zhou Anming poked his phone, raised his head and said lazily: "Zhang Sisi, if you are poor, just say it straight, don't always set the conditions of 'the ms loses, the lottery' and 'the captain wins the dog,' or the fans will scold us for false marketing. of."

Zhang Si was unhappy.

What kind of teammates are he!

They are completely spies from other camps.

He howled: "What false marketing, what I draw this time is to win the lottery!"

"..."

"???"

"Wait, let me see."

Lin Xiaoke almost jumped up from the seat, and immediately opened the client, and quickly found the homepage of the ms No. [-] Poisonous Milk.

The words "six consecutive victories will result in a lottery" are clear.

Retweets and comments are overwhelming streak calls.

"Damn! He really won the lottery!" Lin Xiaoke broke down and screamed.

After a brief silence, the staggering contestants sat up straight, stopped eating snacks, stopped playing with their phones, and were full of fighting spirit.

"It's terrible, I have to practice my hands."

"This thinking, why both the left and right paths have to step on the red line."

"It's annoying, you should tell Brother Meng to stop you from checking Weibo."

"The Owl league is too inhumane. Besides fighting the enemy, you have to stare at your teammates every week."

The biggest gambler sat here, and began to swear to the sky that ms would win, completely unaware that his tainted milk microblog would attract tainted milk from all over China to start a forum together.

Everyone was so angry that they worked hard.

Vow to fight the gambling forces to the end.

When Su Wenle came down, he was almost startled by the hot atmosphere in the training room.

"Give me milk, milk me, milk me!"

"I heard it! Don't repeat it."

"Genji Yiyiyi, kill it well."

"I opened it up, and they all got out of the way."

It was so fierce in the training room so early.

"Has the coach arranged training?" Su Wenle sat down and turned on the computer quickly.

Lin Xiaoke didn't listen to the movements of her hands, and replied casually: "Practice... Ah, there is blood left in Zhang Si's little room! Hurry up, bite him!"

Diligence is contagious.

The entire ms organized high-intensity training spontaneously, with great momentum to occupy the list of the top [-] US servers.

When Meng Beichuan came back from the trial training ground, he was so angry that he saw a group of hard-working and self-conscious players, and felt that he had no regrets in dying.

"Oh, my big babies, all of them are better than my little ones."

Meng Beichuan held the firewood and watched their training, with tears in his heart, he didn't teach them for nothing.

Teacher Yang knew it was not going well by looking at his face.

Finding someone for a trial training cannot be done overnight.

Teacher Yang reassured: "There is no need to be in a hurry to find new players. The trial training for domestic players will only start after two days, and we have plenty of time."

"I know." Meng Beichuan frowned, "No, I'm not in a hurry. Today, I saw a good seed, it's from the United States, alas, his style of play is tougher than Guan Hong, the more I look at it, The more I liked it, the more I joined the contestant and chatted with him alone. In the end, that guy was taunting me for nothing! What are you doing so weirdly!"

That guy must be bejake.

Blizzard is very good at making arrangements.

Every time they try out, they put Yincheng and ms schedule in one round.

It seems that the whole world thinks that Yincheng and MS are two brothers, and they should be together.

Teacher Yang thought for a while and said, "Since we don't plan to recruit American players, it's not good for you to chat with him alone."

"Fuck!" Meng Beichuan was shocked, "Yang Rui, do you have the enemy's chip installed in your brain, or is the chip in your brain hacked by him, so what you say is exactly the same as that guy."

"..."

Teacher Yang didn't expect that what bejake said was this.

It seems that as analysts, their ideas are all the same.

However, judging by Meng Beichuan's angry expression, Bejake's words must be very sharp.

"I'm just explaining a simple truth." Teacher Yang took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. "We don't plan to ask players, but if we contact privately, it will not have a good impact on both parties. Here is no better than in China, everywhere They are all people who are speculators, and you are our head coach. If rumors are triggered... You say that we make a statement, it seems like a fuss; Be cautious."

No matter how reasonable it was, Meng Beichuan would not accept everything.

"How can it be so scary, do you data analysts look at people through the eye of a needle?"

"Brother Meng, we didn't deliberately find fault, there are too many in this world..."

"Shut up, don't talk, let's talk about sending you into exile."

"..."

Therefore, there is a reason why ms is a group of diehards from top to bottom.

Every week there will be a game between Yincheng and ms.

Occasionally they line up on the same day, and occasionally they are far apart.

This time, it seemed particularly unreasonable.

Even the frequency of Xie Qi's cross-ocean chats has increased.

Xie Qi: I'm ready to open the altar, Yincheng must win, ms must win!

Su Wenle: Don't, Brother Qi, you old man, don't take care of us, I'm afraid.

Xie Qi: What are you afraid of, I am a gold medalist, whoever stands wins.

Su Wenle believed his evil.

When Xie Qi was in the world of metaphysics, when he was talking about the world, there was no Overwatch in this world!

Su Wenle: ... Brother Xie, I thank you brother, you say "ms must lose", ballballu!

Xie Qi: How can you do this!Believe in yourself!Really strong teams are not afraid of poisonous milk!

Su Wenle: Huh huh, but I'm a good cook.

World-class players are humble every day.

If someone was in front of him, Xie Qi would definitely rush forward and blast the hammer.

Xie Qi: Just wait, I'll be here at the end of the month to see if I'll suck you to death.

Having said that, he added in a very sad way, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo(lee(

Su Wenle felt the love of his best friend, and immediately responded, "I will definitely enter the title match, let you see me!"

The voices sent by Xie Qi all contain sighs.

He said seriously: "I'm not worried about you, I'm worried about Tingting."

Even if an extra team is added to the title match, it's just a four-player battle for hegemony.

MS and Vancouver are at the top of the rankings, plus Incheon is on the rise, and there are all kinds of ups and downs and three victorious teams in the middle layer.

No matter how you look at it, Yincheng, who has three losses and two victories, is not the turn of the title match.

Owl is far away in Los Angeles.

A large number of local fans watched a game in the live broadcast room through the cold network, as if they were looking forward to the plum blossoms to quench their thirst.

There is no meeting.

Don't even think about running into someone on the street.

If you want to see the players in person, you have to save enough vacation time to travel across the ocean.

Xie Qi felt bitter.

Why can he only go to Los Angeles for the title match.

Even a week in advance!He can too!See the best Tingting in person!

"Don't be too pessimistic. Our Overwatch lacks everything, but we don't need to rebound from the bottom." Su Wenle typed this passage with confidence, "It's only five games, and there are ten more games in Yincheng. Chance!"

It is impossible for owl to win collectively.

It is even more impossible to lose collectively.

For every victory, there must be a defeat.

Yincheng still has a chance, not empty talk.

It's a pity that there are too many strong teams standing in the way of this opportunity.

Everyone understands the truth, but they don't tell the truth.

No one can predict who will be the loser in the next game.

When there was one day left before the game, Meng Beichuan announced the new task of ms.

"For this match, we are going to make arrangements for Guan Hong, Zhou Anming, and Li Qin."

Meng Beichuan talked about the game plan, "About the fourth map, we will replace these three people, and then go to He Feng, Gu Kuan, and Gao Qianjin."

Bench Guan Hong and Zhou Anming, this is a routine operation.

But, for him?

Li Qin couldn't understand it.

He had to raise his hand and asked, "Brother Meng, Gao Qianjin is deputy t."

"correct."

It's a pity, Meng Beichuan looked proud, "Winston was also a vice t before."

The positioning of each hero has changed with the version.

In the slow-paced ground battle back then, Reinhardt was the well-deserved leader.

Nowadays, it is generally fast-paced to let the dog rush, and Winston has also embarked on the road of main t from the previous position of deputy t.

All right, well-founded, Meng Ge Niubi.

Li Qin gave him a thumbs up, no more beeps.

Meng Beichuan was very satisfied with the way the contestants showed face.

He smiled and said: "The change of this lineup is to hope that we can experiment with new tactics by surprise. Su Wenle's hero pool is enough to support the change, so this time, we will play the no-main tank tactic."

Any routine is a new tactic at the beginning.

Rebuilding empires, attacking fortresses, 3c, 4t tactics, before professional players carry them forward, are all called "tumors".

Now, Meng Beichuan is going to play a new "tumor" that no one has played before.

Thinking about it, I was a little excited.

"Wow, then can Gu Kuan and I take the flight with us?"

"The two assistants always feel that they can do without milk, and they can eat blood bags by themselves."

When it comes to doing things, ms is always full of motivation and has never been afraid.

What's more, the fourth picture was replaced, ms started 3:0 every day, no matter how bad it was, it won.

The match between ms and Vienna was a highly anticipated battle.

Can ms win six games in a row?

Can Vienna beat the strong team?

The major keyboard commanders have already started the sand table for this duel.

Even if it is in words, the winning percentage must be analyzed one by one.

ms must win, Vienna must lose.

The poisonous milk fairy finally found the team he followed all his life.

No matter what they do, it is impossible to overturn the indestructible morning star wheel.

The ms players are ready, standing in the backstage of the channel, waiting for Vienna to take a step ahead.

As soon as the players of that team left, the atmosphere at the venue became different.

"Bgm is this rhythm?"

Zhang Si sharpened his ears to listen to the music, feeling something was wrong.

"Someone is beating the drums." Lin Xiaoke said, "You'll know what's going on when you get out later. Maybe the Vienna Music Team specially invited a resident drummer."

The queue for owl's debut is full of strange things.

As long as it is within the scope allowed by Blizzard, if you want to dance the dragon on stage, there is no problem.

When ms came out, although the bgm had changed, the drums they had heard still existed.

Vienna's gold-rimmed jersey marked out the entire camp.

Their support team...really wears a small waist drum!

That's it!

The drums that foreign marching bands carry around!

mini version!

Although the number is small and the voice is not loud, they still brought a wonderful rhythm in the venue.

"My God, when we fight, will they suddenly play a part of "Seven National Army"?"

"What, what army?" Zhang Si was confused, kept smiling, and hurriedly asked Lin Xiaoke.

"A battle song."

Li Qin smiled and pushed him forward, "Anyway, it's the fans' battle song that encourages Vienna to defeat us. Let's go."

Before Zhang Si figured it out.

The sound stopped.

The preferences of the minority have not been trained before the game, so how can everyone cooperate spontaneously in a game.

However, that's not the point.

"Captain, captain, are we going 3-0 again?"

"Just talk nonsense, shut up, Zhang Si."

"Poisonous milk, I want to put a seal on your mouth."

"Hmph, you are jealous of my status as a prophet." Zhang Si is not afraid of power.

Guan Hong smiled, and he helped Zhang Si out of the siege and said: "It should be 3:0, Vienna seems to be at an average level."

This is not a local tyrant in Chicago, nor is it a strong team like Vancouver.

Vienna have played five games, won three and lost two, far from threatening their dominance.

So, let's go to war.

In the first game, Junkertown played perfectly.

In the second game, Eichenwald was expected.

Everyone was immersed in excitement, waiting for the coming of 3:0.

——I declare that starting today, Morning Star will be called the Show Streak Team.

The fans couldn't be happier.

Fancy Show Morning Star.

The Vienna drums that sounded from time to time on the field are not in vain.

Even the next picture of Nepal cannot spoil their good mood.

Guan Hong, how did you lose, and who did you lose to?

They also occasionally forget that this is a team game.

Thousands of miles of snow in Nepal is pale and pale.

Vienna, which no one is optimistic about, took the lead in scoring a point.

Nepal in Vienna, played well.

This picture looks like their home field.

Even if Guan Hong took out Widowmaker and led Zhang Si's Tracer to turn the tide, they couldn't stop the sudden decline.

It was supposed to be a 3:0 battle, but it became a 2:1!

The cheers from the venue were filled with amazement.

Vienna's tenacity is also to be marveled at.

This group of players who survived in a dangerous situation burst out with a strong desire to fight.

Even Lao Jiang was dumbfounded, and he said: "I will always stand on the side of Chenxing, but I still want to boast: Nepal in Vienna is amazing!"

The strong will always be strong, and the weak will fight back.

ms Gaoge Kaijin pointed at 3:0, and suddenly met a hidden master.

ms panicked.

Lin Xiaoke scratched her hair, a little crazy, "Hahaha, it's over, I'll change Gu Kuan and the others to fight the tankless lineup later."

"Suddenly a little happy." Zhang Si was still silly, "I have already imagined Brother Meng's face."

"Don't be afraid, don't panic... Hahaha." Just now, Su Wenle laughed, "No, if the fourth picture loses, Brother Meng must make a statement in person, otherwise Gu Kuan and the others will definitely help the coach The one who took the blame."

On the way back to the lounge, everyone was still laughing.

The replacement of owl players is scheduled in advance.

Now, it's 2:1, Vienna is about to rise, Brother Meng stumbled, everyone in ms applauded.

"I don't panic. I'm going to sit on the bench anyway. It's none of my business to lose." Li Qin played to his heart's content. Although Nepal lost, the process was very exciting.

Zhou Anming smiled and said, "Zhang Si, you have saved the small treasury again. If ms wins, we will have to wait for the next lottery."

Before the fight started, they happily discussed the tragedy.

The atmosphere was still very active, revealing the arrogance of the ever-victorious team.

Guan Hong didn't know what expression to make.

Seeing them so happy, Meng Beichuan felt extremely sad.

"Oh mom, what kind of players I brought out, why don't you really want to win."

Teacher Yang shrugged, feeling that Brother Meng had finally overturned in the race.

He said: "Who told you to be inflated, set the fourth map in advance and switch to a masterless tank..."

Tankless tactics.

The dva and Roadhog in the front row seem to be full of fighting power and focus on offense, but in fact the whole team is very fragile.

The reason why the main tank is called the main tank is because they can determine the location of the battle and put down a fixed strong shield to block the damage.

Not all thick-skinned heroes can become the main tank, like the kind of hero who shoots a shot for a shot, running back to fight again with residual blood, as a sub-tank, come out at a critical moment and act as a wall, even if you make the best of it used.

Now, ms is going to go up two human walls.

"Don't be afraid, the whole team's firepower is on the opposite healer."

"Don't panic, mere Hanamura, we've always been strong, just be reckless."

After Meng Ge explained the battle of the masterless tank, he increased his psychological hints to the players.

Meng Beichuan had no choice but to watch them take the stage.

He has no authority to stop the tactics and substitutions that have been set long ago!

The fourth picture enters Hanamura.

A lineup of ms, the audience was stunned.

Lao Jiang was stunned, "I thought Morning Star had prepared an extra trump card, but what are they?"

There is no master t.

Gao Qianjin and cooky have a dva and a road rogue.

Going to... Vienna, who just beat them.

With great bewilderment, the spectators watched a strange game.

The ms players change frequently, and the c position can perform well.

However, it would be too miserable without a master.

Cooky's Roadhog is outstanding.

But because of the lack of protection, he trembled under the enemy's hands.

Road Hog has a strong physique, when he was surrounded by four strong men, the commentators thought he could break through.

As a result, he died by inhaling oxygen.

It has the momentum of "this breathing mask, I won't give it to you after I inhale it".

Hanamura can't say that ms doesn't work hard.

But compared to the previous rounds, something was still missing.

A picture is fighting back and forth, and the rhythm is a bit chaotic.

In the end, ms lost, no one felt sad, but happy.

"Hahaha." Lao Jiang laughed heartlessly when he saw that ms lost to Hanamura, "Morning Star is really our happy fruit."

William commented: "When we can win, we will definitely win, and when we can play hard, we are a team that brings joy."

Forget the audience.

The contestant laughed angrily.

"Brother Le, did you lend your ability as the world's number one road tyrant to the captain? Really." Lin Xiaoke laughed.

"Hahaha I can't do it anymore, who will save me, this poor Tracer." Zhang Si felt that he was going crazy, "I was almost beaten to death by the three people opposite me."

Gu Kuan had been with them for a long time, so he was naturally less reserved than the other two.

He was even in the mood to joke, saying: "Bullets are slow to sell. Those who used to be killed by one shot now need two shots."

Hanamura lost.

Everyone is emotionally stable.

What makes two chase two, a small scene.

ms see too much.

Isn't there still a playoff?

It's a pity that players can't return to the waiting room on the map of the extra match.

You can only listen to the coach's guidance on stage.

Meng Beichuan was a little broken, and he comforted the players in a gentle tone, "It's okay, keep playing."

"Everyone did a good job just now, but there was a lack of cooperation."

"Su Wenle, you are the conductor, you must always pay attention to the team's ability to focus fire."

"Don't always think about showing off the audience. You should rely on your teammates and trust them."

Jiasaitu is the Lijiang Tower, which is purely occupied.

The three eagles and the three chicks are about to face the bloody storm of Vienna's counterattack.

The intermission was extremely short. Meng Beichuan tried his best to emphasize all the tactics that Lijiang Tower could use.

Turn off the microphone.

Meng Beichuan howled!

"How do you do intelligence collection and analysis!"

"What's going on in Vienna!"

The tone was so shocking that the players in the waiting room were stunned.

However, the coaching staff was very calm.

Meng Beichuan howls like this, probably only four or five times a day.

Foreign teachers have said that this is not the fault of analysis.

"Their tactics have been changed, and the treatment positions that come off the bench are different from before."

"There is also the tank's landing point, and the defense caught our gap. In fact, in the third map, the reason why ms lost."

"Guan Hong could have broken the opponent's tactics, but it's a pity that you replaced someone. Ah, of course, I don't mean to blame you, after all, it is a collective decision of the coaching staff."

Post-match analysis is a breeze.

Even if it was the C position in Vienna just now who raised his head and swung his gun suddenly, killing Gu Kuan in mid-air, the coach could find a reasonable explanation.

but!

Meng Beichuan wants it!

Not an explanation at all.

But -

"What should we do now?!"

Guan Hong looked at the guys on the screen, even if they couldn't go back to the waiting room for the extra game, they sat on the players' bench, and they didn't show cowardice or nervousness.

Su Wenle said: "Listen to Brother Meng, play blindly, ah, no, let's fight hard. Come on, come on, we agreed to use strong firepower, Zhang Si, your Junkrat is a thief."

Su Wenle's smile was not fake.

So what about playoffs.

So what if you don't have an owner, you still have to be strong and fight on.

"It's no use worrying."

Guan Hong said in a steady tone.

He patiently listened to the voices of his teammates, and he didn't feel that such a game deserved their anxiety outside the court.

There is no coward on the field.

MS people always experience failure.

"The game situation is changing rapidly, and in the end it is up to them to solve it."

Guan Hong sat back in his chair, "Look well, the training match is not for nothing, we ms people can withstand this storm."

Meng Beichuan blew his beard and stared, but when he said it, he recalled it.

What's the use of being anxious, he can't rush up to help ms change people.

"Okay, the style of a big boss is well-deserved." Meng Beichuan bowed and sat back in his seat peacefully.

Guan Hong seemed very calm, "It's not that ms can't afford to lose, it's not that we haven't lost before. After five consecutive victories, we lost to Vienna, and we are still in the top three."

Su Wenle is not a showman.

He doesn't want to lose either.

Brother Meng gave a general idea, and he has many ideas.

The tactics of ms have not gone through actual combat, because of the sudden game plan, the emergency plan was directly activated.

but--

He comforted his teammates, "It's okay, Guan Hong and I are both training in the arena! We have already adjusted the Wuzhu tank in the last round, and the next round is our chance."

MS players must be as brave and fearless as MS captains and conductors.

Let the second chasing the second be on the table, and the commentator's mood is stable instead.

Lao Jiang said: "Vienna is a killer move team. It has been playing steadily and without any amazing performance."

"Now there is now." William repeatedly marveled, "The first team in history to draw against MS, Vienna Music!"

The team in the capital of art is different.

When playing e-sports, they can control the climax of the game.

There was even a unique drumbeat sounded at the scene of the battle, faintly transmitted to the live broadcast room, and it became louder and louder.

"What are they doing?" Lao Jiang asked.

William listened quietly for a moment, and replied, "Maybe, this is the sound of war drums and horns."

The fans in Vienna, beating the drums, just created a warm atmosphere in the venue.

Music is a world-class language. When a simple rhythm is spread in a small area, it will gradually occupy the venue.

There was no cheering for the team in the auditorium.

Instead, it turned into drums and beats with a consistent rhythm, as if they were shouting for a wonderful event.

This is the drum of war.

For the twelve fighters who fought to the end on the stage, the resounding resounded through the sky.

Lijiang Tower.

Su Wenle looked at the quiet Chinese light box and said, "Don't be afraid of our map."

In order to save face, Gao Jinjin took out Orisa.

So that the Lijiang Tower directly entered the weird lineup.

Gu Kuan Widowmaker, Zhang Si Junkrat.

Gao Jinjin Orisa, Su Wenle Zarya.

It can only be regarded as a half-set push combination, and it also brought an inexplicable bomb-throwing lunatic.

After watching it in the live broadcast room, the commentary felt that it was not good.

"I said something that might get beaten." Lao Jiang was mean, and defected, "I really hope that ms loses this round."

Overwatch is full of hope and has created countless miracles.

When a top team stands at the top, it will arouse the wolf spirit of other teams.

Fight hard and take pride in defeating the big devil.

The charm of competition is precisely in this constant struggle to show blood.

"I was also bought by the fans in Vienna." William's mind was still playing drums. If he was not sitting in the commentary seat, he would also like to join them. "I haven't seen such a harmonious stadium for a long time. It's all about cheering for the players. Fans, regardless of team."

No one shouted "For Vienna" or "For the Morning Star".

They just quietly followed the rhythm of the drums and tapped the cheering sticks in their hands together, acting like a trained support team.

Mutual hostility is exciting, and harmonious coexistence is moving.

Even the smiles of the contestants on the stage showed what youth should look like.

"start fighting!"

The control center of the Lijiang Tower is brightly lit and quiet.

When the two sides meet, it is a fierce battle.

Junkrat's cannonballs were flying all over the sky.

guner's position is very good, he stands on the flank of his teammates and guards the passage.

However, Vienna sent Tracer!

Junkrat vs Tracer.

Often there are ten deaths and no life.

However, how could Gunr's old Junkrat be afraid of a crispy skin?

He throws the bomb, presses the detonator, and when the bomb blows Tracer away, it also injures himself.

Junkrat desperately hugged Tracer's back and cheek.

Even if there is only one drop of blood left, he wants King Qin to go around the pillar and turn the other side!

As a result, he lived and Tracer died.

"Wow!"

Lao Jiang screamed, "Victory in danger! Escape with a trace of blood!"

Guner is the most fearless guy in this match, anyway, he has teammates!

ms first full bench lineup.

Played as well as the starter.

Gu Kuan's sniper, Gao Jin's Orisa, He Feng's angel.

The new players are like new life, blooming with a different kind of brilliance.

The commentary booth was full of enthusiasm.

"Chasing, chasing, now taking advantage of the victory and chasing after it, killing all ms without leaving any behind—"

"Valkyrie activated!"

He Feng drove out the Valkyrie!

He forcibly kept the cooky Zarya.

The deputy t standing on the field with residual blood was as strong as a mountain.

Make a move to kill, throw the shield to help protect.

No one dares to confront the high-energy Zarya head-on!

Double kills, triple kills and a wave of clearing.

This is the moment for cooky!

"Congratulations to ms for scoring the first point!"

It is agreed to stand in Vienna.

Men are really big liars.

Lao Jiang boasted of Cooky's bravery and fearlessness in a high voice, and the unique battle cry echoed on the field again, but it couldn't pull him back to the Vienna camp.

"Our cooky is the strongest!"

"Even without Guan Hong, he is the number one in our ms!"

A small point is worth the wild touts of the commentators.

Because before the extra match, they even felt——

Look at this lineup, ms is doomed!

Now, no one will doubt that ms can win consecutively.

Su Wenle's hands were burning hot.

Zarya is such a great hero.

A high-energy laser rod, as thick as a killer, pokes someone to death.

A man's romance is always naked.

Without the mech, he held the weapon himself and made the opponent howl, full of satisfaction!

It's a pity that the second picture can't be taken.

"The courtyard, what should I do?" Zhang Si was so mad that he had nowhere to say, staring at the courtyard worrying.

Vienna is strong.

Although the city is small, the players are not locals, and it is impossible to simply measure the team's level by the size of the city.

Moreover, Vienna's ranking is not the bottom.

They should have been alert.

"Heaven and earth dog."

Su Wenle was very happy, "Gao Qianjin dva walks up, I am Road Hog."

Heroes can do whatever they want.

Su Wenle even arranged the hero lineup of the team very easily.

It is good to practice more heroes.

He is no longer the same as before, except for dva, he can only hold Zenyatta lighting.

"Ahem, Guan Hong!" Su Wenle suddenly remembered that Guan Hong was watching, so he yelled Guan Hong's name brazenly in the voice of the team.

Hey, hey, hey, he sighed and ran past.

The teammates are used to Su Wenle likes to show off with the captain in the air on the field.

However, Su Wenle is declaring war.

He said: "Keep your eyes open and take a good look, I will be the first to beat you!"

Guan Hong could hear clearly in the lounge.

To him, this declaration of war was no different from a public confession.

this fool.

It has been said that we are members of a team, and we still have these delusions.

Learning is bad.

The coach talks carefully.

The adventure configuration of the main tank can achieve this effect, they really didn't expect it.

Meng Beichuan watched the players grow up all the way, his appearance was rough, but his heart was full of tenderness.

He said, "What strange bet did you make with Su Wenle again?"

"No, he just wanted to outdo me."

"what."

Meng Beichuan leaned back and watched the game with his feet up, "In the past, I thought no one could surpass you. Your drive, patience, and desperation are enough to overcome all challenges... In the future... you must be no match for Su Wenle .”

Guan Hong is an arrogant man.

If Meng Beichuan compares with other people, he will definitely disdain it.

If it was Su Wenle, he was convinced of the loss.

"Well, I really can't compare to him."

Meng Beichuan was startled, the arrogant man was actually humbled.

He couldn't help asking, "What ecstasy did you take?"

Guan Hong sneered, "Anyway, it's an ecstasy that you can't take."

In the battle in the courtyard, ms didn't have much confidence.

It can be seen from the fourth picture that in terms of sniping, Gu Kuan can't beat Widowmaker on the opposite side.

However, even if there are no conditions, conditions must be created.

Su Wenle decided to create the best conditions for Gu Kuan to attack.

"I'll hook up later, and Gu Kuan will follow to ensure our efficiency in killing the enemy."

Roadhog is perfect with Orisa.

But without dva's high mobility to make up for the team's weaknesses, it is difficult for the courtyard to gain the upper hand.

Lost two rounds, finally won a map, how could it stop here.

It doesn't matter if you lose.

We are related to Hong.

Such a reason... or comfort, Su Wenle has heard too much.

He came here to play the game, not to be Guan Hong's leg pendant to show off his cuteness.

He wants to become, the new pillar of ms.

Together with teammates, win the game!

The beginning of the courtyard is unusual.

Lao Jiang really can't understand the current configuration of ms.

He murmured: "Road Hog, Road Hog, ah... what did Cooky do to let this fat man out?"

The courtyard is the home field of heroes who are flexible in stature.

A hero without displacement skills is a dead end.

It's not that Lao Jiang discriminated against Roadhog.

He just watched too many games and is familiar with everything about this hero.

When you are brave, one man is in charge and ten thousand men are not open.

When serving as a power bank for an opponent, one person is a power plant.

William is also not optimistic about using Roadhog in this map.

"Maybe it's a hero pool conflict. After all, MS has two off-tanks, and Orisa can no longer be used on this map."

Gao Jinjin's true strength has always been unknown.

The number of times he played in the game can be counted on the fingers.

Because of cooky, he always stood in the team, and seemed stronger than Guan Hong.

Gao Qianjin is just his substitute.

As a substitute, mastering one or two heroes is often the limit.

As soon as cooky Roadhog appeared on the stage, the commentator felt that he was giving way to Gao Qianjin.

Roadhog and dva stood in the front row together, how awkward it looked.

However, ms has no choice.

The commentators stared at the screen, not daring to miss every picture.

"The Pharah is flying!"

The air force goes first, and the artillery shells greet.

When guner raised his hand, it was a concussion bomb, directly hitting the vital points of Vienna!

The opponent bounced briefly, and in an instant, Cooky caught the opening.

"A perfect hook."

Lao Jiang, the traitor, just now criticized Road Hog for being a fat man, and now he is cheering for the fat man, "As long as you cooperate with the firefighting - Gu Kuan kills him!"

The team that Lao Jiang was waiting for gathered fire, but Gu Kuan took the credit!

"Hahaha, Gu Kuan will be beaten when he goes back." William laughed, "If you dare to snatch the head of Cooky, you will definitely be beaten by Guan Hong!"

Cooky is the setting of Guan Hong's little sweetheart, and it is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Such a formal occasion in this arena.

Head grab?You are dead.

However, this is not the first time Gu Kuan has taken the head, nor will it be the last.

Anyone caught by Cooky, he will take a little perspective, shoot decisively, and kill them with one shot.

"and many more……"

Nothing but three.

When Gu Kuan killed Cooky's hard-earned enemy for the fourth time, the commentator finally came to his senses.

"This seems to be a ms tactic!"

The team voice of ms is all the communication of cooperative killing.

"I'll go around and catch Zenyatta, Gu Kuan is ready!"

"it is good!"

"Angel Angel!"

"Uh-huh!"

"Winston, the residual blood, deal with it—ah, nice!"

In order to guarantee a 100% kill, Su Wenle will never take any risks.

Two people are guaranteed to kill the opponent.

Why single out.

On the field, winning must rely on the joint efforts of six people.

The players' seats were full of excited and high-spirited voices.

Su Wenle's command was sharp and clear, which perfectly mobilized the emotions of the entire team.

Even Gao Qianjin and He Feng, who have little actual combat experience, work well together.

Completely exceeded the expectations of the coaching staff.

Sitting in the lounge, Meng Beichuan suddenly became interested.

"Hey, Guan Hong, do you have a sense of pride in becoming a father in advance?"

Watching the players I dug out with my own eyes alone, the achievements in my heart are beyond words.

Meng Beichuan was experiencing this all the time.