Looking at Tang Xing standing calmly in front of him, Zhang Yiwei really didn't know what to say, and finally could only let out a heavy sigh.

"What is it?" Tang Xing hadn't reacted yet!

"You're overthinking things." Zhang Yiwei shook his head and said, not mentioning that he himself had been overthinking things at first, but then he had realized it.

"That guy is indeed a newbie. You're overestimating him." Zhang Yiwei pointed at the stage and said.

"Ah?" Tang Xing was surprised, "But..."

Zhang Yiwei smiled wryly and shook his head. He knew very well what Tang Xing wanted to say.

"Sit down and watch!" Zhang Yiwei said to Tang Xing, then called over the second Xuánqí player who was about to play: "Take the initiative, seize the opportunity when he makes a mistake, and attack fiercely."

Tang Xing sat blankly to the side, watching his teammate walk onto the stage. In the match against Bao Rongxing, he launched a fierce attack from the start, and then barely managed to win with a sliver of health left.

Tang Xing glanced at their coach in a daze. He didn't know what Zhang Yiwei wanted him to sit here and watch.

Zhang Yiwei's face was livid, but unfortunately it wasn't their player who was leaving the stage at this time. Otherwise, he would really go up and scold him harshly. Fighting a half-health person with full health, and almost ending up crippled himself, such a performance was truly trash. As for Xingxin's player Bao Rongxing, Zhang Yiwei was also a little confused now. This time, he didn't seem to have as many loopholes as he did in the previous match. In the head-to-head battle with the Xuánqí player, a sudden operation would sometimes come out of nowhere, which even Zhang Yiwei, who considered himself experienced, couldn't understand at all.

Could it be that this Bao Rongxing's realm is so high that even I can't understand it? Zhang Yiwei noticed Tang Xing's questioning gaze towards him, but at this time, he really couldn't explain anything to Tang Xing. This Bao Rongxing had completely confused him as well.

After that, Tang Rou from Xingxin appeared and dealt with the Xuánqí player with residual health in no time. This player walked off the stage dejectedly, but Zhang Yiwei didn't bother to scold him for his trash performance. At this moment, the third Xuánqí player who was about to enter the arena was standing in front of him with a look of panic, waiting for his instructions!

At this moment, how could he not be panicking?

Originally, they hoped to create a situation of fighting more against less when facing the great god Ye Qiu, so as to establish a psychological advantage. But now it was completely reversed. The great god Ye Qiu was still sitting here leisurely! But there was still a Cold Mist Soft in almost full health left on the stage. Not to mention the great god after that, even the one on the stage right now was not an easy character to deal with. Battle mage, by Ye Qiu's side, just these two words together gave off a sense of terror. Moreover, this player Tang Rou, had strong skills and tenacious fighting spirit. These two points alone were enough to make her a headache for anyone who faced her. Such a player was also a super beauty? Don't think that this has no impact on the game. Because the opponent is a beauty, players are very likely to have pity, show off, tease, and other emotions that shouldn't appear in the game, which may lead to the tilting of the balance of the game.

And now, after Xuánqí fought such a player, they still had to face the great god Ye Qiu. For this player who was about to take the stage, Zhang Yiwei really had nothing to say except "good luck." Didn't you hear what Tang Rou from Xingxin said when she came on stage? She asked Ye Xiu if he needed to warm up…

Ye Xiu smiled at the time and didn't answer this question, so in the end Tang Rou didn't give him this opportunity. She simply defeated a player with residual health cleanly, and then effortlessly defeated the third player of the Xuánqí team, who had not established any psychological advantage at all, but had lost all confidence because they had to face two powerful opponents.

The individual competition ended immediately. The Xingxin team only sent out two players to completely defeat the Xuánqí team. All the individual events were over, and the Xingxin team took all five points. The game also completely embarked on a path of life and death. The team competition that followed would determine not only the outcome, but also the final qualifying spot. At this point, Xingxin and Xuánqí could no longer qualify together. The side that lost the team competition would end their journey in the offline competition.

In the various gossips before the game, the claim that Xingxin and Xuánqí would have a tacit match to send the manipulator out of the game was completely slapped in the face. But then again, in a competition with five teams in the group, with one team being empty each round, it is indeed easy to leave loopholes. For example, in this game, if Xingxin and Xuánqí really had a tacit match, the manipulator would only be able to stare blankly.

However, this kind of thing did not happen after all, and the two sides embarked on a path of fighting to the death. But at this point, the psychological advantage of the Xingxin team was already quite obvious.

The team competition was a link that they were bound to win from the beginning. They had been preparing for this mentality for several days. But for the Xuánqí team, they could have completely resolved the battle in the individual competition, but it was delayed again and again, becoming a point where the outcome had to be decided in the team competition. They had not thought about this development, but it was not as clear as Xingxin's preparation. At this time, the pressure suddenly hit, and the entire team was solemn. Even Zhang Yiwei's attempt to squeeze out a smile ended in failure.

But he knew that he was the backbone of this team. At this time, he must not fall, no matter what, even if it was a pretense, he must give the whole team 100% confidence.

Zhang Yiwei's gaze flowed over the Xuánqí players. He looked at them one by one, and the expression of each person was seen in his eyes. He did not speak immediately. Boosting morale also requires being targeted. What kind of situation, what kind of words to say. Zhang Yiwei, who had been a coach for two years, was also proficient in this way.

After giving the players some time to digest the situation in front of them, Zhang Yiwei clapped his hands and gathered everyone's attention before starting to train: "Have we already lost? How do I remember that there are still five points waiting for us to fight for?"

"We didn't perform as well as we wanted to in the individual competition, but it's far from the point where we need to be discouraged, right? Next, it's time for us to show the power of the team. What kind of advantages do we have? I don't think I need to repeat it again and again, right? We Xuánqí have always been challenging opponents who are much stronger than us, but when have we ever been afraid? Is it because the challenge competition was too easy that we forgot our usual bloodiness? Then good, now is the time to awaken our bloodiness. Is Xingxin strong? What about Excellent Era then? With such a strong opponent waiting for us behind, if we are discouraged so easily, how can we challenge Excellent Era and how can we return to the alliance?"

"We can lose, but no team can scare us. We are here to challenge Excellent Era. We are not afraid of even Excellent Era, so what is the current Xingxin? Forget the previous losses, the game has only just begun. Concentrate, go on the field, and defeat Xingxin."

"Yes!!" After hearing Zhang Yiwei's training, the Xuánqí team players were indeed much more excited. The players who were about to play in the team competition were ready to go under the leadership of Captain Tang Xing.

"I hope you haven't forgotten the arrangements for the team competition." Zhang Yiwei said.

"Of course." The team competition players nodded and looked towards the Xingxin player seats, all pointing to Xingxin's cleric player, An Wenyi. This was precisely the breakthrough point that Xuánqí had formulated for the team battle. The experienced Zhang Yiwei saw the lack of skill in An Wenyi, so he resolutely formulated a plan to target the healer as the primary target.

"Both sides are ready to take the stage." At this time, the time was almost up, and the referee came to call the two teams to take the stage.

"Go! Defeat them." Zhang Yiwei led the other Xuánqí players who were not playing to cheer for the six players. On the Xingxin side, Ye Xiu personally led the team on the stage. Hearing Zhang Yiwei's shout, he turned his head and smiled at him.

Zhang Yiwei was thinking about how to respond with momentum, but then he saw that the six Xuánqí players had all turned their heads to look at him with an expression of disbelief.

What's wrong? Zhang Yiwei didn't react for a moment, but then he saw the six people's gaze move away, and he followed it with a turn...

An Wenyi was still sitting firmly in the Xingxin player seats.

This... Zhang Yiwei was stunned, and then quickly turned his gaze to the Xingxin players, one, two, three, four, five, six, six people? Yes, six people, Zhang Yiwei even counted again to make sure he didn't miscount. In the team competition, the Xingxin team sent six players, actually without a healer?

Before the team competition even started, Zhang Yiwei was already stunned just by the lineup. It wasn't until the Xuánqí player next to him called him that Zhang Yiwei came back to his senses and saw that his six players were being urged by the referee to grind towards the stage, but they were looking back every three steps, reluctantly looking at his face.

An Wenyi didn't actually play. Xuánqí's original plan, which they had formulated and practiced, was completely disrupted. At this time, the Xuánqí players hoped that their coach would give them some instructions quickly.

Zhang Yiwei understood, but time didn't allow him to say much. He could only point to one of the six Xingxin players: "Steamed Bun (Bāozi)."

The six Xuánqí players heard this and nodded. Steamed Bun (Bāozi)... That was of course referring to Steamed Bun Invasion (Bāozi Rùqīn).

Then the players on both sides entered the competition booths, swiped their cards to load the game, and then entered the game interface. When the six Xuánqí players saw the other side's formation, they immediately cried. An Wenyi was the focus of their target, but An Wenyi didn't play. They changed Steamed Bun (Bāozi) as the focus of their target, but Steamed Bun (Bāozi) was the other side's sixth player. At this moment, they could no longer go to the coach for instructions. The six of them were at a loss for a while.

Zhang Yiwei, who was on the sidelines, was also petrified when he saw the screen given by the broadcast. He could completely imagine what the six people on the field were like at this time, but there was nothing he could do. Because of him, the alliance had the profession of coach, but there were no related rules and regulations yet. According to the old rules, his role as a coach in the game would be extremely limited. He could only study his opponents and make some arrangements before the game. Once the game started, he could only rely on the players themselves. The coach's on-the-spot command to change the tactical arrangements did not exist at all in the current Glory competition. So when some unexpected situations occurred, Zhang Yiwei would feel particularly powerless. So usually he would make some backup plans. But this time, he never thought that the other side would not bring a healer in the team competition.