Ba Tu Club.
The guild's studio was deathly silent, everyone without uttering a word. Although only three people actually participated in the battle, everyone else watched the entire process. They didn't need to squeeze behind Zhang Xinjie and the others. The arena was cross-server connected. They only needed to take their accounts to the normal server and find the room number to enter spectator mode.
Jiang You, as the head of the guild, was somewhat distraught after losing the match. It wasn't that he didn't want to appear more graceful, but the psychological gap of the result was just too great. With Zhang Xinjie's assistance, he originally thought that this time it was foolproof, and that the entanglement between their Baqi Xiong Tu and Jun Mo Xiao in the tenth server would come to an end after this match.
As a result, not only did it not end, but it escalated to a higher level. After exiting the match, Jiang You almost squeezed water out of his mouse. He resisted the urge to flip the table. After all, Zhang Xinjie participated in this match, and if he threw a tantrum, Zhang Xinjie would also lose face.
However, possess an even greater chance of winning?
Jiang You didn't know if it was because his level was not high enough, but he really didn't see Zhang Xinjie's pre-match judgment in the match at all.
Four people were thrown into the lava and burned to death. This was simply the way experts played with rookies in the Lava Graveyard map. This was a greater chance of winning? Jiang You still had some complaints in his heart. If the other party wasn't Zhang Xinjie, he would have learned from Ba Tu's captain Han Wenqing and bombarded him with words.
"My mistake." Someone suddenly spoke in the studio. Everyone turned their eyes to look over. The speaker was Zhang Xinjie.
"I seriously underestimated the strength of the opponent. Whether it's Jun Mo Xiao, Liu Mu, or that Feng Shu Yan Mu, their individual abilities are very strong," Zhang Xinjie said.
"This match, having these three is enough, it doesn't matter who the other two are," Zhang Xinjie continued.
"How strong is Jun Mo Xiao exactly?" Jiang You couldn't help but ask.
"Perhaps we should further investigate their strength," Zhang Xinjie said.
"Further investigate?"
"Arrange another match with him," Zhang Xinjie said.
"Another match?" Jiang You was taken aback.
"He said the bet is always valid, right?" Zhang Xinjie said.
"He did say that, but we..."
"I will bring people over," Zhang Xinjie said.
The people in the studio were shocked. Zhang Xinjie was going to bring people, then naturally he would bring people from the team. Was Jun Mo Xiao's strength really so strong that a professional team needed to be dispatched to subdue him?
Jiang You suddenly became excited again.
This time it will definitely be foolproof! He immediately thought. With a professional team taking action, would there still be any suspense in taking down Jun Mo Xiao and the others? If Jun Mo Xiao and the others were so strong that they could even take down a professional team like Ba Tu, what were they still doing messing around in the game? They should directly form a team and enter the professional league to compete for the championship.
"When?" Jiang You asked excitedly.
"The day after tomorrow is Saturday, there's a match... let's arrange it for Sunday!" Zhang Xinjie said.
"Okay!" Jiang You responded quickly, and immediately went to contact Jun Mo Xiao.
"He agreed." He quickly received a response.
"Okay, I'll go back first." Zhang Xinjie nodded and left.
The match ended quite quickly. It was not even ten o'clock yet. Zhang Xinjie returned to the team and saw that there was still light in the training room.
Walking over, Zhang Xinjie saw Han Wenqing, sitting in his computer seat, manipulating his Da Mo Gu Yan in a regular practice. It was practice, and also a test.
Han Wenqing was wearing headphones, focused, and the only sounds in the entire training room were the sounds of his keyboard and mouse. Zhang Xinjie quietly walked behind him, and Han Wenqing didn't even notice.
The practice was about two-thirds of the way through.
Da Mo Gu Yan sprinted up a section of sloping ground, using a z-shaped jitter operation to avoid the oncoming flying arrows, jumped over the deep ditch in front of him, rolled, dodged, and punched to shatter the four balloons floating around him without any rules. There was no road ahead of the platform, only floating stepping stones of varying sizes moving in the air.
Da Mo Gu Yan didn't hesitate at the edge of the platform at all. The character had already jumped out, accurately landing on a floating stepping stone.
Without stopping, he jumped again.
The second one, the third one, the fourth one... Da Mo Gu Yan continued to rush towards the opposite side in this way, his skilled and high-speed jumping movements were enough to make people marvel.
But Zhang Xinjie knew that this was not the case. Da Mo Gu Yan's jumping rhythm had already gone wrong. The problem may not have been formed during the jump, but was the rhythm problem accumulated during the previous two-thirds of the practice process, but in this part that required a high degree of mastery of the time difference, the impact of the rhythm problem was finally about to be reflected.
"Can't make it..." Zhang Xinjie said silently in his heart.
Da Mo Gu Yan had just landed on a stepping stone, but this time, he was unable to jump out without stopping, because there was no stone for him to land on directly. He had to stand on this stepping stone for a while longer, floating and moving, waiting for the opportunity.
However, Han Wenqing seemed to not know, and still charged forward bravely without stopping. Just like his style over the years: domineering and fearless. However, the stepping stone he was facing was ultimately two positions away from him, and he just passed by it.
Han Wenqing slammed the keyboard angrily. However, he should have known this result long ago.
Da Mo Gu Yan fell, and in a blink of an eye, it was boundless darkness. The practice was not completed, but the pitch-black screen still gave the time score for the completed stage, and also, Zhang Xinjie's figure behind him.
Han Wenqing turned his head, but Zhang Xinjie didn't say a word.
He had seen this scene more than once.
Han Wenqing, the Fist Emperor Da Mo Gu Yan. Three defeats, but he never gave up. Finally, in the fourth season of the Glory Professional League, he defeated the invincible Ye Qiu and the Jia Shi team, personally burying the Jia Shi dynasty, and writing a legend of a top-notch god. In the eighth year of his professional career, his reaction and hand speed had already begun to decline.
This practice just now, setting up various obstacles, required the operator to use many operations such as movement, attack, dodge, roll, and jump to overcome and complete, testing many aspects, and was a highly comprehensive training.
It wasn't that Han Wenqing couldn't complete this training, but he could no longer achieve the time record from before.
Zhang Xinjie had seen this kind of failure more than once. Han Wenqing was resisting, just like he knew that he could no longer jump on that stepping stone, but he still stubbornly chose that jump, that was his unwillingness.
Zhang Xinjie really couldn't say a word of comfort about this. What's more, a person like Han Wenqing didn't need any comfort.
Being caught in his failure by Zhang Xinjie, Han Wenqing didn't even make any explanation, just turned around.
"How was it?" Han Wenqing asked. Of course he knew what Zhang Xinjie had gone to do. He knew from the afternoon when Zhang Xinjie asked for leave. A person like Zhang Xinjie would never ask for leave without explaining the reason 100%.
"Lost," Zhang Xinjie said.
"Lost?" Han Wenqing's condition had declined, but the sharpness of his gaze had not faded at all.
"The strength of the other party exceeded my expectations," Zhang Xinjie said.
"How strong?"
"Professional level," Zhang Xinjie said.
"Joke, professional level goes to play online games?" Han Wenqing said.
"I also went," Zhang Xinjie used this to illustrate that there are sometimes some special cases.
"Bring the recording for me to see," Han Wenqing said.
Of course there was a recording, but this file couldn't be carried in a pocket. Zhang Xinjie contacted Jiang You and asked him to send the recording file. The recording began, and of course there was nothing to see on Baqi Xiong Tu's side. Han Wenqing directly aimed the camera at the opponent's side, and then saw Ling Ling Sha struggling in the lava.
"What is this mess? You lost to such an opponent?" Han Wenqing said angrily.
"That was just someone slacking off," Zhang Xinjie said.
Han Wenqing continued watching.
The battle between the two sides unfolded in the central area separated by a lava flow.
The positioning and tactical intentions of both sides were commonplace for Han Wenqing, who had been fighting in the professional circle for so long.
Until Jun Mo Xiao used aerial gunshots to change direction and dodge the arrangement made under Zhang Xinjie's command.
"Unspecialized? The speed is not bad," Han Wenqing said. Zhang Xinjie knew that the speed Han Wenqing was talking about here referred to Jun Mo Xiao's reaction and hand speed.
In that situation, if it were an ordinary sharpshooter or unspecialized player, even if they discovered it, they might not be able to dodge those attacks with aerial gunshots. But Jun Mo Xiao did it.
Han Wenqing rarely praises people, and this sentence "not bad" is already a great compliment.
Then there was Liu Mu's sword.
Han Wenqing suddenly pressed pause. Then he dragged it back, replayed it, slowed it down, and repeated it three times.
Zhang Xinjie didn't speak. The most amazing part of this match was here.
"Such an operation..." Han Wenqing couldn't speak either. If it were him in his prime, there would be no problem with this operation. But the current him no longer had full confidence.
However, this was just a video recording after all. This person did it, and did it, but how confident was he when he did it? These could not be seen. This operation was indeed god-level, but it would be too rash to regard this person as a god-level expert based on this. Zhang Xinjie understood this principle, and Han Wenqing of course understood it too, so after watching it three times, he didn't hesitate any longer and continued down.
Then it was the four people being thrown into the lava one after another, being played with like toys.
The more Han Wenqing watched, the angrier he became. He closed the video heavily. There was no need to watch the rest. He already knew the result. Did he need any amazing performance to deal with four guys lying in the ditch?
"Liu Mu didn't send any messages in this match, but according to people who have fought against him before, this person talks a lot, voice, text bubbles, all of them a lot."
"What are you implying?" Han Wenqing said.
Zhang Xinjie didn't draw a conclusion, but continued: "The weapon in Jun Mo Xiao's hand is a weapon that completely changes the unspecialized class, enough to revive this dying play style. Feng Shu Yan Mu may not be so eye-catching, but it can also be seen that she has extremely high tactical intelligence and coordination awareness. Especially between her and Jun Mo Xiao."
"Even so, you lost too embarrassingly, right?" Han Wenqing said.
"It was my mistake," Zhang Xinjie replied.
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