“Oh? You want materials to make a Yin Wu (silver weapon), and train new people, quite ambitious huh?” Wang Jiexi said.

“So if you want to win another championship, you’d better seize the opportunity,” Ye Xiu said.

The Tiny Herb team members listened to the conversation between the two gods, feeling hesitant. Could this Ye Qiu be planning to return to the professional alliance? The problem is, this person only retired a few days ago, right? To regret it so quickly, does he even have a sense of propriety?

“Speak, what materials do you want?” Wang Jiexi asked.

A bunch of text flashed out quickly, obviously not typed out in an instant.

“You really were prepared?” Wang Jiexi looked at these materials, mostly from the level 25-30 range, some from hidden dungeon bosses, some from wild bosses, and some that didn't seem to have any value. But a character like Wang Jiexi, also knew a thing or two about the equipment editing system. Especially since Tiny Herb's technical department was currently one of the best in the league. After the Jia Shi dynasty, Tiny Herb was able to win two championships, and that had a lot to do with it.

These self-made weapon materials were so openly displayed in front of him, wasn't he afraid of revealing his weapon's production method? You had to know that self-made equipment had always been a very confidential thing.

Did he think they couldn't see through it, or was there some trickery involved? Wang Jiexi pondered secretly, but didn't say much. He immediately contacted Che Qianzi, the guild leader of Zhongcaotang, and told him what he needed.

Che Qianzi was actually right outside the arena!

This guy had been secretly watching the excitement from beginning to end, but because he didn't dare get close, he only observed from a distance, so no one noticed. As a result, when he got to the arena, he didn't know which room these people had entered. Helpless, he was about to leave when he suddenly received a message from Lie Yan Hujin (Raging Flames Exhausted).

Great God Jiexi? Che Qianzi certainly knew that this character was a Magician, and that either this one or Ye Luo Wuti (Fallen Leaves Crying Raven) would be Wang Jiexi.

Che Qianzi looked at the list that was sent and quickly ran to the guild's warehouse, taking out everything he could find. Then he contacted Lie Yan Hujin, learned the arena room number, and rushed to deliver the items.

All kinds of materials were brought in multiples, obviously Wang Jiexi knew that this was said to be a bet, but their chances of winning were very low, which was no different from giving them away for free. If Che Qianzi were in charge, he would definitely not agree to such a request, at least he would adjust the odds. But in Wang Jiexi's eyes, these low-level materials didn't amount to much, he just considered them tuition fees for training the team members, and he could afford it.

With the materials, Liu Xiaobie accepted the bet, and his character finally entered the 1v1 arena.

“Wow, that was fast! As expected of a championship team!” Ye Xiu said.

“Enough nonsense!” Liu Xiaobie was in high spirits, knowing that his opponent was the great god Ye Qiu, so he naturally wouldn't hold back anything. His hand speed, famous in the professional league, exploded at full power, and sword light crisscrossed the arena in an instant.

The recording function in the arena was very different from the wild. It didn't require the player's perspective, but instead used the system's God's perspective to record. When replaying, you could switch between the main perspective, top-down perspective, long shot, close-up, whatever angle you wanted, which was obviously more conducive to research. Even Wang Jiexi and the other spectators immediately entered this God's perspective after the match started, and could control it themselves.

Liu Xiaobie launched a preemptive attack, seemingly impetuous, but actually with a clear method. Because he knew that the opponent's unspecialized was complicated and ever-changing, even professional players like them would be caught off guard, Liu Xiaobie unleashed his full hand speed, hoping to use a series of attacks to leave the opponent no time to play any tricks, or no time to think of any tricks.

Wang Jiexi nodded secretly as he watched. After all, he was a main team member, and Liu Xiaobie was already quite mature in his mentality, and his playing style was very appropriate. In contrast, Xiao Yun, although he had participated in nearly half of the matches this season, still seemed impetuous.

It's just that, wanting to win, I'm afraid it's still a bit difficult.

The thought had just flashed through Wang Jiexi's mind when he saw Lord Grim begin to counterattack.

Liu Xiaobie's swordsman's storm-like sword light disappeared in an instant, followed by a display of spears, guns, swords, fists, and other methods of attack. Liu Xiaobie's swordsman, Daodaobadao (drawing sword and unsheathing blade) retreated step by step, but was still trying to maneuver and find an opportunity to win.

“Very good!” Wang Jiexi typed out two words, expressing his encouragement to Liu Xiaobie. This was what he wanted to see, not discouraged even in defeat.

A moment later, Liu Xiaobie was defeated after all, and the bet he placed was automatically transferred to Lord Grim's bag.

“Thank you,” Ye Xiu also typed out.

“I'll go!!” Liang Fang jumped out, attempting to enter the arena.

“Get through the current hurdle first,” Ye Xiu kicked him out of the room.

Tang Rou also received the message and went out to create another room. This time, the others simply didn't follow to watch, the battle with Soft Mist, this newbie Battle Mage, really wasn't worth watching.

A moment later, Liang Fang and Tang Rou returned together, and Tang Rou naturally lost without any suspense. Liang Fang entered the arena with the materials, and the two sides began to fight. Soon, Liang Fang had a sense of familiarity, this feeling was like when he and Soft Mist were competing, except now the roles were reversed, and he had become the one struggling...

Liang Fang was a wild and passionate person, and this kind of situation even more stimulated his bloodlust, frequently using some mutually destructive tactics. But this wasn't a loss of composure either. Liang Fang's Berserker class could afford to use this kind of tactic. Because after the Berserker class changed jobs, they would learn a skill called "Blood Awakening." Berserkers with this passive skill would increase their strength attribute when their health reached below 50%, and the less health they had, the higher the increase. In other words, the lower the Berserker's health, the higher their attack power, so in the later stages, using mutually destructive tactics would always put the opponent at a disadvantage.

Liang Fang was fighting so hard, and it seemed that Ye Xiu wasn't having an easy time dealing with it, and was forced into many situations where he had to fight head-on. Both sides' health had decreased, although Liang Fang's Berserker had dropped more, but thinking about the damage bonus he had after his health decreased, Liang Fang became more and more confident.

Liang Fang watched Lord Grim's health, from half, to one-third, to one-quarter, and then to one-fifth. And although his own health had dropped even more, his attack power was increasing.

“Almost! Almost!!” Liang Fang kept counting each other's health, and finally, when it reached a certain level, Liang Fang's expression changed.

He suddenly realized that he couldn't afford to fight anymore!!

Seeing that he could defeat Lord Grim with just a few more head-on fights, the problem was that he would fall first in the next fight.

“How could I be so unlucky!!” Liang Fang angrily slammed his mouse.

“Thank you for your hard work, just a little bit left,” Liang Fang then heard the other side say.

This guy!!!

It turned out it wasn't bad luck. Instead, the other side had already calculated the result of the head-on fight between the two sides, so he stood there and fought Liang Fang head-on, saving a lot of effort. Liang Fang wasn't that he didn't want to make this judgment, but that he couldn't. He didn't know the attributes of the other side's silver weapon. If it was just an ordinary weapon, he might be able to make a rough estimate from the damage he received, but the problem was that this guy's weapon was ever-changing, with different forms having different attack abilities. Moreover, the unspecialized's skills were so miscellaneous, who knew what level he had added to each of the 120 skills? It was impossible to estimate. As a result, Liang Fang, who hoped to gamble on luck, ultimately lost to the other side's precise calculations.

“Alright, next,” Liang Fang lost the match and left the arena. Ye Xiu typed a greeting.

The person who came out to fight this time was very conscientious, and directly went out to duel with Tang Rou first. A moment later, the two switched again, and then he came up to fight Ye Xiu.

So the Tiny Herb team members began to repeat a process, first going to abuse Soft Mist, that newbie, and then coming here to be abused by Ye Xiu like a newbie.

Materials were lost time and time again, and Che Qianzi was just shocked as he watched from the side. At this time, he couldn't care less about feeling sorry for those materials. Anyway, they were what the team members wanted to take, and he had something to explain. What shocked him now was that 6 of the team's 11 members had already lost to Lord Grim, how could this guy be so terrifying?

What Wang Jiexi was pleased with was that although they were losing consecutively, the atmosphere of the team was very good at this time. Except for the players in the match, everyone else was not wearing headphones, watching the match while discussing with the players next to them, everyone was trying to find a way to defeat Lord Grim, listening to other people's opinions, and looking for their own shortcomings. Every player who came on next would receive a lot of reminders from their teammates.

It was a pity that even so, the Jia Shi team, from the main force to the reserves, still lost cleanly, and no amount of reminders could let them see any chance of victory.

Eleven people, now ten had been defeated, only Wang Jiexi had not played yet. Everyone would of course be unhappy with such consecutive defeats, but the kind of psychological shadow that Wang Jiexi was once worried about didn't seem to appear, and everyone was facing the victory and defeat rationally.

“Wang Danyan (Wang Big Eyes), don’t you want to try?” At this time, Lord Grim sent a message to greet him.

The entire Tiny Herb team was sweating profusely.

Wang Danyan... that was indeed a nickname that their captain had. Wang Jiexi's eyes were of different sizes, but unlike ordinary people, it wasn't that one eye had a drooping eyelid making it look small. Instead, one eye was normal, and the other eye looked very large.

So when he first entered the league, this natural anomaly gave him the nickname "Wang Big Eyes," which wasn't very pleasant. At that time, he was still a newbie, and the veteran seniors basically called him that. But now, Wang Jiexi was the captain of the Tiny Herb team, and the seniors in the team had all retired, and he was the oldest, so no one had called him that nickname for a long time.

This Ye Qiu, this Ye Qiu...

The Tiny Herb members thought indignantly, but as they thought about it, they suddenly didn't have any temper anymore. They couldn't call their captain that nickname, but as seniors, they did use that nickname to call their captain. In this league, was there anyone more senior than Ye Qiu?