MTL - Almighty Summoner-v2 Chapter 384 third game

Even if Mochizuki has Zhang Lin, so what? He is just a summoner now, no longer the mighty swordsman. Besides, one person cannot represent a team, and this team is newly established, and the players in it I've never heard of it, but what waves can it make.

I want to pull them Weiba off the horse, in the next life.

The league allowed Zhang Lin to participate in the competition, which made Yang Mingchao depressed for a long time, especially when the fans fought with each other before, which seemed to have the momentum of rehabilitating Zhang Lin, which really worried him, but fortunately their response was also good. , at least the supporters of Weiba have not been touched, and still support them as always.

Yang Mingchao put a lot of thought into getting Zhang Lin away at the beginning. Although he said that whether Zhang Lin returned to the alliance would have no effect on Yang Mingchao, he would still feel guilty after doing some shameful things. Of course he wanted Zhang Lin to do so. Gone forever, never reappears.

He had thought about killing Zhang Lin, but the risk was too great. After all, Zhang Lin was not an ordinary person, and it was just for the sake of this trivial matter. day.

"As long as they lose this race, he won't have a chance."

Yang Mingchao is not an idiot. He can also guess some clues from the alliance's series of actions. This is a decisive game. Winning or losing will directly affect everyone's future, but is it possible for Mochizuki to win? In Yang Mingchao's opinion, The chance of this is zero.

This time, he would still step on Zhang Lin so that he couldn't turn over.

Wang Siqiang returned to the lounge with a sad expression. There seemed to be tears in the corners of his eyes, and he seemed to have been hit hard. It's no wonder that anyone can't stand a trick like Qixiao's. How can he swallow his breath.

Moreover, he lost this game so ugly, no matter how arrogant he was, he still couldn't hold his head up.

"It's a good fight, but unfortunately my luck is a little bit worse." Yang Mingchao smiled at him.

"yes……"

Wang Siqiang's body trembled, but he responded in a low voice.

Yang Mingchao raised his eyebrows, this game did make this guy's self-confidence somewhat weakened, he didn't expect Mochizuki to send Qixiao to play the second game, because he guessed that since Zhang Lin had to play the third game, then the first Ju Qixiao should have appeared on the stage, not just like that.

It is not surprising that Wang Siqiang of the same profession will be suppressed. Yang Mingchao has been a manager for so many years. How can you not understand the truth, but if you lose, you will lose, it is nothing.

As for Wang Siqiang's confidence, don't worry, he's seen a lot of this little brat, and he can handle it in a few words.

Yang Mingchao glanced at Bai Xiaotian, who was sitting on the side without saying a word. He was about to play the third game. This guy had to play. Before any player played, he would say a few words of encouragement, but Bai Xiaotian didn't need it.

Although Bai Xiaotian is still fulfilling his contract with Weiba, he is no longer a Weiba person and has nothing to say.

At this time, the audience was extremely enthusiastic.

No matter how Qixiao ruined Mochizuki's reputation before, most of the away seats were for Zhang Lin, so naturally they had to show their strength at such a time, and each one was more cheerful than the other.

But what's interesting is that the voices from the away seats far overshadowed the home seats, because both Zhang Lin fans and Xiaotian fans are sitting in the away seats, which is extremely rare.

Not only the ordinary audience, but also some cloak gangs gathered together. They also paid special attention to this match. This was the first heads-up match that Zhang Lin, the king of heads-up, played as a summoner. , the meaning is not small.

"I don't know what this guy looks like when he plays a summoner. It's hard to imagine."

"It might be a heads-up loss for him, which would be interesting."

"Yes, the opponent is Xiaotian. If Zhang Lin is playing Swordsman, he may not care too much, but Summoner, hehe."

The ideas of these people are roughly the same as Yang Mingchao. Yang Mingchao knows that Bai Xiaotian still has professional ethics in the game and will not let water easily, and Zhang Lin is not the Zhang Lin of the past, he is not interested in the result of this heads-up match. How to worry.

Of course, Zhang Lin's fans don't think so. In their hearts, Zhang Lin is the king of the heads-up arena, and no matter what profession he is, it will not have any effect.

In addition to them, there are some people who are not Zhang Lin fans, but also have confidence.

"Dad, he should win. This game is very important. If he loses, the members of the field Mochizuki will probably lose their morale." He asked Dong Shengguang next to him with a bad name.

Dong Shengguang nodded and said: "Bai Xiaotian's previous record against Zhang Lin was a complete defeat. If there is a change in this match, it will have a huge impact on the mentality of both parties. It is very likely that the outcome will be determined by one battle."

"you are wrong."

Before Dong Shengguang could finish speaking, a frantic man next to him rubbed his head and smiled and said, "Looking at your appearance, you probably don't often watch Shengguang games."

This frenzy seems to be in the forties, which is quite unremarkable, but if Zhang Lin is here, he will definitely jump up in surprise. This guy is none other than President Fan.

President Fan actually came to watch the live game, and he was sitting in an ordinary seat, not going to the box, which is really incredible.

In fact, it is not surprising that in the Shengguang professional venue, no matter where you sit, the viewing angle will not have any effect, so although there will be VIP boxes, many rich people do not want to go, because although the box is comfortable, but However, it lacks some atmosphere. In their opinion, it is better to sit in an ordinary seat.

Of course, this is not the point. The point is that President Fan is actually sitting with Dong Shengguang and his son, which is quite a coincidence.

Dong Shengguang glanced at President Fan, nodded and said with a smile, "Yes, I really rarely watch games, you have a different opinion."

"Hehe, I can't talk about the difference. It's just that the win or loss of this game will only affect the mentality of the Mochizuki team, but not the Weiba team."

"Oh, what to say."

"Because the Weiba team doesn't take Bai Xiaotian as their player, and they didn't even plan to let him play in this game."

Dong Shengguang raised his brows when he heard the words, pondered for a moment, and said, "In this case, this heads-up match is because he had to fight, and he won't play at all in the subsequent field battles and city battles."

"It should be like this." President Fan nodded, "A person who is about to be removed from the team roster, the club will basically not allow them to play as a team player, unless it is used to fight fire, but this competition is important. However, Weiba can't think that his team can't beat Mochizuki's new army, so more than 90% will not use Bai Xiaotian."

According to President Fan's intention, if the alliance hadn't made a topic to attract money, Bai Xiaotian wouldn't even have the qualifications to play this game.

"You're right. Apart from this reason, I'm afraid there is also the fact that the Weiba Club is not too worried about Bai Xiaotian." Dong Shengguang said.

President Fan tilted his head to look at him, nodded and smiled: "Yes, the heads-up match and the team battle are different after all, the mentality required is different, and personal strength is not too important, the heads-up match Bai Xiaotian You can participate, but team battles shouldn’t work, so I was wrong just now, it’s not a 90% possibility, but a certainty.”

Dong Shengguang agreed, and didn't say anything after that.

At this time, the atmosphere in the away lounge area was still so depressing, and no one made a sound.

Ma Liner sees that this momentum is not right. Zhang Lin is the next player to play. If there is a problem with his mentality, it will be difficult to say the match against Bai Xiaotian.

He is the spiritual pillar of the team and absolutely cannot lose.

"Hey, go and persuade." Maureen bumped into Li Xinran and said secretly.

At this time, only Li Xinran could come forward.

"Ah, who to persuade?" Li Xinran was a little anxious, but she was very concerned about the team, so this situation also caused her thinking to stagnate.

Ma Lin'er rolled her eyes and said, "Of course it's to persuade Qi Xiao, Zhang Lin doesn't need to persuade."

It is Qixiao who is most likely to cause trouble between these two. If Qixiao is not given a chance to mediate, the situation will be trivial or serious and must be stopped.

Li Xinran coughed and walked up to Qi Xiao, whose shoulders kept rising and falling, and said, "Okay, okay, just whip the corpse, it's not a big deal, I'll go back and apologize publicly, and it's over. ."

Zhang Lin was stunned, Li Xinran's words were quite good, and she couldn't help but praise her inwardly.

Sure enough, Qixiao couldn't sit still after hearing this, and immediately said, "I want a woman to apologize for me, don't talk nonsense, I'll go by myself."

"If you want, of course you can." Li Xinran squinted and smiled.

Qixiao let out a heavy sigh, and seemed to feel a lot better in her heart, but she still said dissatisfied: "Really, it's really troublesome to apologize for whipping a corpse. If it's in a black arena, whipping a corpse can still cause cheers. ."

"You also know that it is a black arena." Zhang Lin said angrily.

"Hmph." Qixiao turned her head, glared at Zhang Lin, and said, "You're still the same, don't look at your usual carelessness, you're really more stubborn than me at the moment."

Zhang Lin shrugged: "Otherwise, how would you agree with each other, but then again, your kid is a little more mature than before."

"Everyone has to grow up, you think it's still when you used to pee and mud."

"I think it's getting old."

"Fart, this young master is still a virgin." Qixiao glared angrily.

Everyone vomited blood, and then dispersed in a hurry, what to do.

Soon, the third game started.

Zhang Lin and Bai Xiaotian appeared amidst the cheers of the audience and the excited introduction of the commentary, and approached slowly.

"Hey, you haven't seen this outfit before, it looks like a **** outfit, where did you do it." Bai Xiaotian suddenly said with a puzzled face.

Zhang Lin said proudly, "Hey, you're afraid."