【Ye Huang】Immortal Glory

The Asian Qualifiers of the Glory World Invitational Tournament entered the third day.

Amidst the enthusiastic cheers of the audience, the fighting spirit of the South Korean team ushered in the challenge of the Japanese team.

As an old opponent on the field, the South Korean team has always maintained a clear advantage in the record of the battle between the two countries.Although this year's Japanese national team has undergone a big change, and the leader Yuan Zhisheng is a new face that has never appeared on the world stage before, for the Korean audience, this is just another team that is about to be swept out.

However, as the game progressed, the biggest upset since the start of the Asian qualifiers broke out.

First, in the single-player challenge, Kim Jae-hoon, who played as the finale, was finally slashed by the Japanese ghost swordsman, which made the Korean side already in the predicament of losing by one point in the dominant event. In the team competition that followed, It even encountered a devastating sweep by the impeccable Japanese army.

In the end, the big score of 5:2 aroused a huge rebound from the audience, and the Korean players who had always been chattering and domineering also became silent for the first time.

"The captain of the South Korean team has very outstanding personal abilities, and the other players are also extremely good opponents in individual PK..." At the press conference after the game, Yuan Zhisheng's performance was still gentle and low-key, and he was not stingy with his opponents. This kind of praise, but the repeated praise is only focused on the opponent's individual combat ability, and the subtle blank part will naturally provoke reporters from all walks of life to write a lot.

The reporters did not let go of Genjihata, the humanoid weapon on the field.

Although this stupid and frail young man shrank a little in front of the spotlight, after more than ten minutes, he opened his mouth somewhat reluctantly under the encouragement of his brother.

"It's not fun today..." The boy pursed his lips childishly, looking very depressed.

Halfway through the qualifiers.

At present, each team has two games each. The Japanese team leads with one win and one draw with a total score of 4 points. The South Korean team has one win and one loss with three points in hand.The Chinese team, which only scored 3 point with one loss and one draw, faced a particularly severe situation.

"Team Ye, this is a fax specially sent by the Korean team from China. They watched the live broadcast and summarized some information especially for the dispatch of the Japanese and Korean teams. Shall I put it here first?"

Yu Wenzhou knocked on the door of Ye Xiu's room, and while putting the things in his hands, he said, "Yu Feng and the others also called, and Team Wei...all mentioned some opinions about the other party's hidden skills. I made a copy and sent it to Xiao Zhou and Shao Tian, ​​do you think we should have a meeting later?"

"It's too late today, everyone is a little nervous after playing for two consecutive days..."

Ye Xiu stood up and shook his shoulders: "Anyway, there are two days to adjust before the start of the second half of the competition, let everyone rest today... Wenzhou, don't be too busy, these two days are enough for you, go to bed early. "

Yu Wenzhou smiled and nodded before exiting the room, but suddenly caught a glimpse of his team's deputy holding a pen in his mouth and holding the documents, looking agitated.

"Where are you going so late?"

"Go and find that guy Zhou Zekai!"

Huang Shaotian frantically pinched the pen in his hand, looking a little headache: "Those guys in China are too unreliable, they don't need a computer to write a document, what's the point of handwriting, scanning and then faxing? Every word is like a ghost drawing Yes, there are not many people I know... Anyway, that guy Zhou Zekai probably can't sleep, so I'll go to him and think about it..."

He raised his hand and waved at Yu Wenzhou: "Captain, please rest early!"

Sure enough, the lights in Zhou Zekai's room were still on.Facing Huang Shaotian's sudden door visit, he didn't show much surprise.

The two of them sat down and discussed while browsing through the materials in their hands—although Huang Shaotian's voice was almost dancing throughout the whole process, Zhou Zekai just said "en" and "oh" briefly. The information on the ghost painting talisman was actually studied by them to a great extent.

"The old Korean is old-hearted... He has imagined so many ways for him, tsk tsk! It's just a bit ugly..." Huang Shaotian stood up and stretched himself, and glanced at the wall clock beside him: "Damn, 12 Ordered! Hey, are you hungry? Go get some supper or something? Dinner is digested too fast, I’m starving to death!”

Zhou Zekai said "En", took his wallet and followed him out the door.

Although there is a restaurant in the dormitory building, it is only provided on a regular basis.At this time, it was midnight, so there was nothing to eat in the cold pot and cold stove.Fortunately, there are a few small convenience stores not far from the dormitory building. As a snack lover, Huang Shaotian had already scouted the terrain on the first day of his stay, and now he just walked there familiarly.

Just after passing the corner, two whistles sounded suddenly. The two people were in a daze, and a few small stones had already been thrown towards them.

"Damn, what's going on!" Huang Shantian was stunned.

"Gamblers." Zhou Zekai responded in a low voice.

Several young men in their 20s, with cigarettes in their mouths, kept pointing at them.Wearing a T-shirt related to the Korean Glory League, he smiled slyly.

"It's probably a little annoying..." Huang Shaotian frowned.

After playing in the professional league for so long, it is not uncommon for him to have seen extreme fans, clamoring that I hate you, why don't you die, and even throwing mineral water bottles at him, almost every season.But compared to the radical fan base, what makes professional players feel more difficult is the bettors based on the Glory game-because the victory or defeat between the teams will directly affect their immediate interests, so their behavior is more violent and outrageous. But right now After all, what they encountered represented a war between countries. Such a provocation would be too unpleasant.

Both of them didn't want to make more troubles. Although they were upset, they quickly took a few steps away and wanted to brush past the crowd.

A few hands quickly blocked them.

"CHINA? Chinese team?"

Someone stared at the team uniforms on them and asked in a tone of voice, which immediately drew a burst of laughter from the surroundings.

In an inexplicable mockery, someone raised the middle finger at them.

Huang Shaotian took a step forward and picked up the other party's collar.Enduring until now, he felt that he had endured enough.

The crowd quickly gathered around, as if the brawl was exactly what they expected.

Zhou Zekai quickly grabbed his shoulder and shook his head: "You can't fight."

Yeah...can't fight...

If there is violence during the game, the team may be disqualified immediately.

Although the other party provoked first, but this is at the door of other people's house after all, no matter appeal, evidence collection, refutation will take time... Before the truth is clarified, they may be fined and suspended. Even if the truth finally comes out, the game will not Will wait for someone.

There are still two games to be played soon, and they can't afford it.

Huang Shaotian gasped bitterly, and finally loosened the other party's collar with patience.

The two of them didn't talk anymore, and they were completely out of the mood for late-night snacks. They just turned around quickly, wanting to go back to the dormitory building, and quickly put aside this embarrassing scene.

At the moment when they were about to take a step, there was a rush of wind in their ears, and the next moment, the bodies of the two had been overturned to the ground.

"asshole……"

In the ensuing punches and kicks, the two could only curl their bodies as tight as possible.

This place is not far from the direction of the dormitory building. If you can't fight back, you can only hope that someone will notice the noise here as soon as possible.

In the vagueness, Zhou Zekai seemed to let out a muffled hum.

A pair of rubber spikes was about to be stepped on in the direction of his palm.

With a little effort, Huang Shaotian staggered a few steps forward and hugged the opponent's body, and then he rolled and pressed into the corner of the wall.

His back became a wall, bearing all kinds of dull beating sounds.

No matter what... they can't touch the hands they use to fight glory...

Before the consciousness finally blurred, there seemed to be a sound of scolding not far away.

When the eyes were opened again, the first thing that entered the retina was Ye Xiu's worried face.

"Don't move... If you have something to say, lie down and say..." The other party's body was rare without the smell of cigarettes.

"How is Xiao Zhou? Are your hands okay?" Huang Shaotian couldn't hide the matter in his heart, after all he struggled to sit up.

"Fortunately, the doctor with the team gave him a simple treatment. Now he is resting and hanging the bottle to reduce the inflammation. There is no major problem." Ye Xiu's expression was quite calm: "How are you?"

"I'm fine..."

Huang Shaotian stood up, as if he wanted to get a glass of water, he just turned his wrist, and there was already a quick gasp and bared teeth.

The wrist is a little swollen, it should have been twisted in the chaos just now.

Although there was no obvious trauma, there was still some stinging pain when exerting force.

"What's wrong?" Ye Xiu obviously didn't let go of the change in his expression.

"Uh... After sleeping for a long time, I stood up all of a sudden, and my brain is congested..."

He didn't want the other party to know about this state, so he just cracked his mouth.After a while, he raised his head: "Lao Ye, are you free, can you play with me?"

"Now?"

Ye Xiu was surprised—after all, it was almost three o'clock in the morning, and the other party had just encountered such a mess.

"Yeah, now, come or not!"

The two entered the computer room silently all the way, and swiped their cards to enter the PK field.

Both sides have opened corrections, a pure skill battle.

Lord Grim seldom took the initiative to attack, but kept dodging when Troubling Rain attacked. Occasionally, a low-level skill was used, but it often forced the opponent to stagger.

In less than 5 minutes, the PK was over.

Huang Shaotian stared at Lord Grim standing alone on the monitor, looking a little dazed.

"It's late at night, and something just happened. It's normal for you to be in a bad state. Don't think too much~"

Ye Xiu stood up and patted his shoulder lightly.

"Lao Ye..." After a while, there was a reply, with a slight trill: "Do you still have cigarettes? Give me one?"

Ye Xiu didn't speak, and quickly fumbled to throw a cigarette over.

Huang Shaotian took it in his hand, but the hand that was holding the lighter was still unable to ignite the cigarette.

In the end, a thick puff of smoke was sucked into the lungs, and a piercing cough soon rang out.

"If you don't know how to smoke, don't waste it..." Ye Xiu stretched out his hand and quickly extinguished the cigarette.But slowly squatted down: "Are you not feeling well? Tell me directly if you have anything to say."

Huang Shaotian slowly spread out his hands, trying to make a clenched gesture.

"Lao Ye... I may have some problems with my wrist, but for the upcoming games..."

Having known each other for almost ten years, Ye Xiu has never seen this guy who is full of energy all the time, so bewildered that he can hardly speak.

He looked at the other party in silence for a long time, then stood up straight again.

"You come with me."

Huang Shaotian followed behind him, his mind full of confusion.

He felt that Ye Xiu should say some words of comfort or encouragement, even if it was ridicule and complaints, at least it would stop his mind from being filled with all kinds of depressing thoughts.

But the other party didn't say anything, just walked all the way to his room.

"Lao Ye, what are you doing?"

The moment the door was pushed open, the other party turned around abruptly and pushed him hard behind the door.

No one answered.

In the silent darkness, only the hot lips finally made him stop in a physical sense.

In his astonishment, the tongue with a strong tobacco taste quickly squeezed through his teeth, eagerly stirred in his mouth, and finally rolled onto the tip of his tongue, sucking heavily.

The deeper and deeper angles caused his chest to heave heavily.

"Since you have to think about what you have and what you don't have in your mind, why don't you think about it instead."

Finally, there was a gap in the passionate kiss that was about to suffocate, and Ye Xiu spoke softly.

The voice is not loud, but with a little subtle emotional ups and downs.