Chapter 143

"Win!" The STT team cheered. The war between coaches was no more harmonious than the war between teams. The victory of this game was definitely a very effective blow to the mentality of ZZ team.

Although everyone was fully prepared, the members of the ZZ team still looked pale. They blamed Wang An, but such a failure did have a great impact on their morale.

Just as in ancient times when two armies fought, if the general of one side was cut off first, how could the other soldiers be at ease against the enemy?

"Sorry, coach Wang, but in the e-sports project, it seems that our STT team should be strengthened!" After winning the game, Kim Jong Il smiled more brightly. "It seems that our STT team is the champion this year."

"Let's go and have some delicious food together in the evening!" Kim Jong Il won the game and was in a great mood.

"Your operation is very general!" At this time, a discordant voice came from the room of the ZZ team.

Kim Jong Il frowned. There were almost no defects in his operation just now. In terms of pure operation, even the active players can be regarded as the top level. Who said such words in such a tone?

He looked in the direction of the voice. He was only a young man of about 20 years old. He looked like a member of the ZZ team, but he didn't wear the ZZ team uniform.

"Who are you?" Jin Zhengzhe asked.

"Oh, I'm a substitute for the ZZ team. Look at the water dispenser. I'm called the water dispenser administrator!" Fang jueyu said.

"What a mess!" Kim Jong Il doesn't know anything about the Chinese, but through the team's translation, he also knows that this young man should only be a substitute of the ZZ team.

Substitutes are generally second-line players in the team. As long as the first player doesn't have any major accidents such as decline in state or injury and illness, he has almost no chance to play. He has lost the training of normal high-intensity games. Naturally, the level can be imagined.

One of their coaches just now was defeated by his own hands, and a mere substitute dared to speak out?

Kim Jong Il sneered, "you're just a substitute. What qualifications do you have to say that my operation is very general?"

"It's very general, it's very general. Our coach just plays around. If you take it seriously, you're afraid you can't lose any skills," Fang jueyu said.

"You can, you come!" Jin Zhengzhe thought to himself that it is estimated that this player has been sitting on the bench for too long and wants to show his strength through this opportunity, so he will say such words.

Even the coach can easily beat him. How can an ordinary substitute win him? He didn't pay attention to Fang jueyu at all.

"OK, I'll play with you!"

"Lao Fang, what's the matter with you? Do you think we ZZ are not ashamed enough? " Wang Cong is also slightly angry. He hasn't played games with Fang jueyu. Fang jueyu's level is platinum. Any team member here can easily sling him, let alone Kim Jong Il opposite.

"Don't worry, you!" Fang jueyu comforted Wang Cong, "can you believe my strength!"

"Don't I know your strength?" Wang Cong was worried, "if you fight with him, even the knife may not be able to make up a few."

"Hey, how come you are such a son? Is my level so low in your heart? " Fang jueyu said nonsense, "I've learned technology from a teacher for a long time recently. If this Kim Jong Il skill can hit me, I'll lose!"

"Teacher?" Kim Jong Il heard these two keywords, "who is your teacher?"

In the e-sports industry, there are indeed many experts who have a high understanding of games, but they don't like to appear in public. When Kim Jong Il just started his career, such a teacher brought him in.

"My teacher is a bully of Zhongshan Bridge. You must have never heard of it. Do you want to fight? Give me a happy word and don't grind haw!" Fang jueyu said impatiently.

"Hahaha, it seems that there is really no one in your ZZ team. It's surprising that you let a substitute who has never heard of a name come out. I'm afraid you just recruited him into the team?" Kim Jong Il sat down again. "Just fight. You can choose any hero. As an elder in this industry, I still have the obligation to teach you well."

"This guy is really confident!" Fang jueyu made a reassuring gesture towards the members of the ZZ team.

"Forget it, if you want to play, play!" Wang Cong simply broke the jar and fell. Most of the time, the prediction is aimed at the strong. Fang jueyu's garbage walking may just be able to restrain Jin Zhengzhe, a real expert.

Kim Jong Il still chose zelas, while Fang jueyu actually took out a Timo, which made all the onlookers more depressed. This is the rhythm of crazy death!

"Boy, let you know what a real master is!" Kim Jong Il showed a confident smile.

But when he released his first skill, his expression suddenly stagnated. Fang jueyu perfectly avoided his function by walking!

"It must be a coincidence!" Even Kim Jong Il can't guarantee that his function can hit 100%. It's normal to make mistakes occasionally.

But the first empty skill is coincidence, the second is luck, and the third and fourth times don't hit, so there's definitely a problem!

Jin Zhengzhe emptied most of his magic, but he didn't hit Fang jueyu with any skills.

Not only that, Fang jueyu's mastery of the common attack distance is extremely accurate. Every time he attacks him, he can immediately pull away from his position, which makes him extremely depressed.

"When was this boy so powerful?" Wang Cong was stunned on the side. Even those professional players opened their mouths slightly. Such an operation should be very familiar with heroes and predict opponents. Even they think they can't do it.

What else is there that Fang jueyu won't?

But only Fang jueyu knows that he has no such level? It all depends on Xiao Yi! Xiao Yi's computing power is far inferior to that of even a supercomputer. He can judge his operation through Kim Jong Il's walking angle, direction and other information. As long as Fang jueyu wants, he can't touch himself!

"How could they all escape!" There were tiny beads of sweat on Kim Jong Il's forehead. The more nervous he was, the more small soldiers he missed. The number of mending knives was soon exceeded by Fang jueyu.

Jin Zhengzhe thought about fighting, but the blood volume gap between the two is too large, and the long-term operation mode makes him dare not make any more too bold operations. When the number of Fang jueyu's mending knives exceeded 90, he was completely flustered!

"Hey, I don't know how many times I've said it. You must give out an electric knife to play zelas. Why don't you listen!" Fang jueyu made up for the last soldier and smiled at Kim Jong Il.