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Chapter 215(2/2)

This is their opportunity. As long as they don't get caught by the tail, Wu Qi won't be able to intervene.

By the time everyone was eating, a war had already started online.

The topic surrounding whether Shengtang can worship its opponent and advance to the second round, and how far Shengtang can go, is becoming more and more hot and heated, and wars of words can be seen everywhere.

The good news is that the Tang Dynasty exploded with fire.

The bad news is that the pressure on Team Shengtang is overwhelming.

Not only was I out of breath, I was basically crushed!



Everyone devoured the food and after eating, they lay down on the sofa to rest.

There was no energy left to watch the game live, so just like Wu Qi, he stayed in front of the LCD screen and insisted on broadcasting live.

Only then did they realize how wise Wu Qi was.

I have everything at home, and I can watch the live broadcast very clearly and hear the commentary.

You can't see any hair at all when you go to the scene, and the experience is very poor.

Of course, the atmosphere cannot be overemphasized, the on-site effect was very good.

But for them, the atmosphere is secondary, the competition is the most important.

After all, everyone has a team and everyone has ambitions to enter the global finals.

"Do you want to call the team?" Wu Qi looked at Tang Rong and said.

"Fight now?" Tang Rong hesitated, "The war won't start until tomorrow!"

"It's the right time to call now," Zhu Jun said with a smile. "They must have gathered together to watch the live broadcast. The atmosphere is relatively relaxed. Even if you call tomorrow, it will have no effect!"

"That's the truth!" Tang Rong stood up immediately, took out his cell phone and called the team.

Chen Haiyang and others smiled at each other.

At this time, Tang Rong was not like him at all. He looked stable, but he was actually very panicked!

"I still lack experience in competitions!" Wu Qidao said, "Especially in big competitions."

"This is the first time, it's normal." Zhu Jun nodded, "It will be fine if we play a few more games."

"The longer Tang Dynasty persists this time, the greater the benefits will be," Pei Yan said.

"I really regret it now." Chen Haiyang said with a wry smile, "It would be great if we entered the global finals! Not to mention the competition experience, the benefits are endless."

"Just work hard next season," Wu Qi said with a smile.

"You have to work hard," Zhu Jun said. "Our Rongrong family is working hard and vowing to win the tickets to the global finals. You will have to endure it by then!"

"..." Chen Haiyang, Pei Yan, and Liang Shidao were speechless.

The foundation of the First Club is beyond imagination.

Zhu Rong made crazy reinforcements during the friendly matches, and even formed a second team, a third team, a fourth team, and a fifth team, a strong team of forty people in total.

This is just the players, there is also a coaching team of 22 people, some are responsible for collecting data, some are responsible for tactics, some are responsible for personal style research, some are responsible for training tacit understanding, etc.

This kind of madness makes the first team more and more professional and more and more popular among players.

During the friendly matches, its popularity even surpassed that of the Tang Dynasty, becoming a wealthy family among players.

It is especially loved by young players and fans.

For example, Lu Lu's younger brother Lu Zhenbei, he and the other male and female students in his class like Team 1.

"I always feel like you're showing off!" Wu Qi said angrily.
Chapter completed!
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