【Ye Huang】Immortal Glory

Zhang Xinjie in the team coughed twice—after all, on such a grand and solemn occasion as the opening ceremony of the Asian region qualifiers, with his always strict and solemn character, he still hoped that his team leader would behave a little bit.

What's more, it was the captain of Tyranny who was being teased at this moment. According to Huang Shaotian's piss, he really wanted to slap the leader of the Japanese team and post something like "Old Han, come and see!" , In the international arena, there are also such nonsense like your "dead face with paralyzed face", coupled with a cheap molesting expression, it is estimated that the captain of his own team will burst into SEED in minutes.

Surprisingly, the chattering swordsman, who always thinks it's not lively enough, is just staring at the large projection screen in front of him intently at this moment, without even moving half of a finger. It seems that Ye Xiu's teasing a few seconds ago is not at all. Didn't seem to hear.

"Genjihata..."

Zhang Xinjie, who was somewhat puzzled, stared at him for a long time, but only heard the other party murmuring inaudibly: "Is the monster swordsman raised by the Japanese national team actually such a man and woman?"

On the huge projection screen, the information of the members of the Japanese national team is being introduced.Although there is no way for everyone to digest the bilingual display information in English and Korean, but with the clothing and equipment, you can still basically determine the character's occupation.

On the screen at this moment, occupying the screen on the left is Huang Shaotian's most familiar swordsman character, while on the display area of ​​the real person's profile on the right, what is projected is a boy as delicate as a girl.

Although the Glory professional circle is full of all kinds of frail otaku with underdeveloped muscles, but they are so delicate...

Everyone turned their gazes to Huang Shaotian one after another, with the feeling of "Even if you win in a single duel, you won't be able to win by force".

"Yo... Yinwu looks very cool!"

Ye Xiu obviously noticed his reaction, and started to click tut.

The Soul of Butu.

Although I can't understand hiragana, the translation speed is still very fast.

From the brief information introduction on the big screen, we can only get a rough idea of ​​the name of this single-handed sword, and other related attributes are naturally not so clear in the current situation.

From the appearance alone, this sword is extremely long, almost 1/4 of the length of the blade compared to the Frozen Rain's Ice Rain.Although the sword is thin, it is also full of a sense of majesty that is different from ordinary long swords - it's just that this majestic sword is controlled by a weak boy who is comparable to a girl, and the contrast is too strong...

"This is the God Slaying Sword..."

The young translator followed everyone's gaze for a while, and soon began to sigh.Ye Xiu was a little surprised. It seemed that although their local interpreter was not very young, in addition to being proficient in English and Korean, he was actually quite dabbled in Japanese culture.

"What's the way, let's hear it?"

Although it is a bit unserious to sit together and chat all the time at such a grand opening ceremony, but instead of being bombarded by "Korea must win" all over the world, it is more interesting to listen to this kind of gossip.

"Fudu Yuhun is one of the three famous swords in ancient Japan. It was a sharp weapon used by Emperor Jimmu to kill the wild god bear during the Eastern Expedition. Now the real body of this sword is enshrined in the Ishigami Shrine. It is a national treasure. Here comes the treatment..." The little translator muttered the introduction, and seemed enthusiastic about this kind of work other than translation.

"The God Slaying Sword is not small..." Ye Xiu looked thoughtful, "But why does it sound like it was tailor-made to kill you, Comrade Sword Master?"

"Bah, bah, bah!" Huang Shaotian's energy has also slowed down at this moment: "I am a sword master, so the one who is worried about being humiliated should be someone who has been conferred a god, okay?"

"Oh……"

Ye Xiu looked a little melancholy: "But you seem to have forgotten that brother is the team leader now, and you won't end the game if there is no accident... I won't participate in this kind of thing."

The introduction of the information about the Japanese team on the big screen is still going on. With the team’s current English listening level, they really can’t get much information. Everyone can only continue to endure the crazy howls of fans all over the stadium, while looking at the pictures to pass the time. .

"Hey, another guy with the surname Yuanzhi? Yuanzhisheng? He looks quite similar to the guy with the sword just now, is he a relative?" Sun Xiang suddenly discovered the New World.

"Is that the surname Yuan?"

The translator felt tired and didn’t like it, so he had to quickly get rid of the illiteracy: “This is a pair of brothers who are very famous in the Japanese national team. They are both from the TC team. The younger brother is a swordsman, and the older brother is a mage. Meng Meng is not out of focus. But relatively speaking, the output of the elder brother is a little weaker - of course, this weaker is only compared to the younger brother - more functions lie in strategy and tactics, and in many cases it is more like the shadow of the younger brother The Japanese Glory fans call them Genji Twin Shadows... I said that you haven't studied these materials?"

"This configuration seems quite familiar?"

The last sentence pierced Leader Ye's chest, so he could only change the topic while sighing inwardly.

As a team participating in the World Cup for the first time, they are indeed too weak in the reserve and research of competitor data.Even if I watched some of the opponent's game videos temporarily before the game, but with limited time, I only focused on the character skills and combat style.This kind of gossip information involving players offline is really too busy.

"This configuration is quite similar to our Blue Rain..." Huang Shaotian smiled proudly at his captain, "As expected of the champion team of the Japanese Glory League!"

"How big is the face!" Everyone vomited.

"By the way, what is the APM of Captain Yuanjia?" Ye Xiu continued to gossip.

"About 280..." The interpreter looked blank, "What's wrong?"

"Well... 280 vs. 200... 80 APMs between the champion and the non-champion."

Ye Xiu looked thoughtful.Rather hate to transfer Yu Wenzhou into the water, and don't forget to insert a knife to end Huang Shaotian's slander.

They were still talking nonsense here, and the sound in the already noisy venue suddenly increased several times.The commentator, who had been introducing the team information in a steady manner, suddenly became excited.

Amid such crazy and mighty cheers, the South Korean national team finally appeared from the entrance channel.

"Why did the rhythm of the output from the auditorium suddenly change?"

Fang Rui frowned and smiled. Although he couldn't understand Korean, everyone could still feel the new vocabulary that was suddenly added to the "Korea must win" that the fans kept repeating.

"They are calling Kim Jae-hoon... the most lethal sharpshooter in the Korean professional league, and the captain and ace of the national team this time." The translator continued to literacy, and he basically felt powerless to all the masters who were completely out of the situation .

"White Death."

This time it was actually Zhou Zekai who answered the conversation. Everyone felt a little startled and looked sideways.

"Uh... read..."

Xiao Zhou, who answered the words in a mighty manner, saw everyone's eyes focus on him, and his mouth was paralyzed again in an instant.

Now that the Chinese translation name has come out, this Chinese national team member is not unfamiliar. In the past World Cup competitions, the White Reaper has sent the Korean national team to the semi-finals twice and won the Most Valuable Player award. title.This is almost the most influential role in the Asian region on the world stage. As a professional gunner, it is impossible for Zhou Zekai not to know.

"The strongest skill of the White Death is sniping. Isn't it a little strange to be the captain?"

As one of the four major tacticians, Zhang Xinjie's first consideration was tactical deployment.Sniping is a skill that requires long-term lurking. Although it is extremely lethal, the lurking process emphasizes silent hiding, fixed-point elimination, and at the same time controlling the overall situation. There is indeed a contradiction that is difficult to balance.

"This guy is proficient in all gun professions. How can he be better than sniper? What's more, the hidden skill of the Korean team is also assigned to the gunner..." Ye Xiu's eyes met Su Mucheng's, Smiling slightly.At this moment, a familiar face who was also proficient in all gun professions appeared in the hearts of both of them.

"Xiao Zhou, you've got a hard time this time. Work hard!"

The introduction time of the South Korean team has doubled compared to that of China and Japan. Every member’s infographic flashes out, and there will be overwhelming cheers. This passion reaches its peak when Kim Jae-hoon’s information is displayed. With due courtesy, Su Mucheng and Chu Yunxiu almost plugged their ears.

"Now I'm starting to miss Huang Shaotian's nagging words...at least the lethality is less than now..."

The two girls burst into tears.

After the players entered the arena, it was followed by an oath on fair competition. After a speech by the organizer's executives, the leaders of the three teams came to the stage to draw lots for the event.

Since the start of the Glory World Cup, considering the cost of time, there is no home and away system for the qualifiers in each competition area, and the competitions are basically completed at the same location.Although this benefited the host country's team a lot, it also saved the team members from the long-distance fatigue to a large extent, and it did not cause much rebound among the participating teams.

Ye Xiu came to the stage and drew the lottery, held it in his hand and looked at it - the arrangement of the three teams in the Asian region, one qualifying line, and two round-robin matches is naturally a bit simple and crude, but it is not without fuss. After the specific allocation arrangements are over, he still has a noon time to ponder with the players.Anyway, he couldn't understand the foreign language that was full of ears at this moment, so he could only stand there with a cooperative face.

The league chairman shook hands with the three team leaders with a smile on his face, and then the team leaders exchanged team badges with each other—this is a routine dish for enhancing friendship between countries in international competitions. Ye Xiu read the information and was prepared , with the prompt of the staff, quickly presented the prepared things.

Yuan Zhisheng still had no expression on his face. After exchanging team badges with Ye Xiu, he just bowed quickly and said "Thank you" softly.Ye Xiu knew that the Japanese were always polite, and it seemed inappropriate to say "you're welcome" at this moment, so he could only smile and nod.

He waited in place for a while, seeing that the exchange of team badges between South Korea and Japan had also been completed, before he was about to take a step forward, Kim Jae-hoon had already swept his gaze over.

"CHINA?" The other party looked at him with a bit of arrogance hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Ye Xiu nodded, and stretched out his hand in the gesture of exchanging.

The other party's expression was still there, and they exchanged the team badges in Ye Xiu's hands, then said something in the direction of the Chinese team, and quickly turned and walked away.

"Huh? What's the situation?"

Even though it wasn't a big move in a stadium full of tens of thousands of people, the players off the field still sensed something, seeing Ye Xiu also slowly stepped off the stage, and quickly surrounded him.

Ye Xiu smiled and said nothing, just thinking about the badge in his hand.

"Hey, what the hell are you guys doing? Tell me, talk, talk!" Huang Shaotian saw that Ye Xiu couldn't attack for a long time, so he directly pointed the finger at the interpreter who was on stage together just now.

"Uh...Leader Jin said...you'd better...go home early, it's better..."

The translator was forced to avoid it, so he could only try his best to pick up more civilized words to convey.

"Damn it!" Sun Xiang was the first to rant: "This is too arrogant!"

"Don't get excited..." Leader Ye was very calm: "What do you care about with this guy who is already standing at the door of the house?"

Although they already know the high competition rate caused by the highly professionalization of e-sports in Korea and the excessive hostility among players, the team members still feel uncomfortable after being treated so rudely in the highly anticipated competition.

In South Korea after 07, under the rapid decline of GDP and slow development, the prosperous economic bubble was shattered little by little, and one of the former four Asian tigers began to fall into trouble.

To a certain extent, e-sports has become the morphine of many people, even the whole country. They need such victories to stimulate themselves.In such a state, the mentality of the e-sports players is something that the members of the Chinese national team led by Ye Xiu can hardly understand.

"Everyone is leaving... The competition will start in the afternoon, and the result of the lottery has to be carefully considered in accordance with the competition system~"

It's just that Team Leader Ye seems to be in a good mood and doesn't seem to have any influence at all.

Everyone had their own thoughts, but they didn't say anything more, and quickly followed Ye Xiu's footsteps and retreated out of the venue.It was just in the player channel, but unexpectedly bumped into the South Korean team who had just left the waiting room.

Ye Xiu didn't even raise his eyes, and just brushed past the other person on his own.

However, after seeing the existence of Su Mucheng and Chu Xiuyun in the South Korean team, there was a slight commotion.

There was a burst of discussion that no one could understand, accompanied by unscrupulous laughter.

Many people began to frown, but they were forced to endure because of the foreign language they could not understand.

Amidst the commotion, Zhou Zekai's figure suddenly stepped forward, and then grabbed a Korean team member by the collar.

"Say it again!" For the first time, there was a wave of anger in his usually quiet and peaceful tone.The unprecedented overreaction made his teammates a little overwhelmed.

"SAYAGAIN!" This was the rare second time he spoke, but it was replaced by English that everyone could understand.

There was a riot in the South Korean team, several people quickly surrounded Zhou Zekai.

"Is this the real person PK before the match?" Huang Shaotian, who was the closest, has already stepped into the circle and stood with Zhou Zekai, back to back.

The other team members also gathered around one after another, and the scene got a little out of control for a while.

"Xiao Zhou knows a little bit of Korean..." Amidst the turmoil, the entourage were almost jumping their feet, but Ye Xiu's focus was still off topic: "What did you just say? Who can translate it?"

The accompanying interpreter saw that this intransigence was unavoidable, so he could only use strict words to translate the other party's provocation a little more tactfully: "They said...the Chinese national team is already so weak that it depends on women to make up the numbers? So Pretty... Ma'am, it's actually better to take care of the children at home. Anyway, they're all here to make up the numbers, so staying here is humiliating yourself... that's all."

"You humiliate yourself, sister! If you lose the game later, don't be scared to cry, okay? Please go home first, anyway, it's your territory and you can save the air ticket money. You should also consider such a dozen It’s very convenient for you to go home quickly, so you’re so arrogant! I didn’t have any girls to compete with, so I’m jealous, right? The Chinese team doesn’t use men to shoot you, and a few girls will blow you up in minutes!”

Amidst the uproar, although everyone couldn't bear it, no one could beat Huang Shaotian at the speed of words.

The South Korean team seemed to be a little confused by his long speech. After looking at each other for a while, no one continued to speak.

It's just that the tense fighting posture is still maintained.

"I said, what are you doing in a daze, hurry up and translate!" Huang Shaotian took a break to see that the other party didn't respond, and quickly urged the translator.

"Team Ye, look at this, it's not good..." The translator wiped his sweat: "After all, we are also the national team. If something happens, it's hard to explain to the General Administration, right? There will be games in the afternoon, and we will return A lot of work has not been done, you are the team leader, otherwise I will persuade you, let's go back quickly?"

"Hmm..." Ye Xiu nodded, "There's a lot of work..."

The translator was a little relieved—the young people are impulsive, after all, there is still someone here who can understand and manage things.

"So, hurry up and read what Shaotian said just now!" It was just the next sentence that made the translator almost fall.

"Also, don't worry about your translation... There are people here who can understand Korean." Ye Xiu pointed in Zhou Zekai's direction with a serious expression on his face.