The Saber defeated and the King Kong team won a big victory. This is the result of the first game and the expected result of every viewer's heart. Copy the website to visit {Dajiu Novel}

Although Saber is a dazzling dark horse, it is a freshman team after all. It lacks combat experience. The tacit understanding between the players has not yet reached the point of perfection. It is not yet proficient in technology and tactics. It is already a sign that it can reach the present. Facing the old junior team like the King Kong team that has experienced two competitions, there is no victory at all.

This point has been fully proved by the battle in the first game. Whether it is overall tactics or overall shooting skills, the current technical level of the saber is an insurmountable gap from the technical level of the King Kong Team.

At this moment, the audience members had no expectations for the results of the Saber and King Kong team, because the victory was decided at the moment when the match was announced, the reason why they watched the Saber and King Kong team collectively in the first game was just to witness the fall of the new dark horse team.

Zhang Dekuai, Shouzi and others in the glass house frowned tightly, because the pressure they faced was too great, everyone's face was covered with tiny beads of sweat. This was not a horizontal battle at all. Although they had lost in previous battles, they had never been as humiliated as this time. The battle situation was completely controlled by the other party. The other party wanted to suppress them and suppress them, and wanted to let them come out and play with them.

Because of the brilliant victory of the King Kong team in the first game, Huang Yong's face was full of pride, and his voice was full of sarcastic smile to Wang Yue, who had been lowering his head after the first game, said, "Student Wang Yue, who wins and loses, who is weak and who is stronger, the current situation seems to be clear at a glance."

In the past, Huang Yong always fell short of Wang Yue's disadvantage in his verbal benefits. Now he finally found a topic of mocking Wang Yue. Huang Yong kept harsh and harsh attacking, "I said you are a slag slag, you are a slag slag, I said you are a slag, you are a slag slag, and I said you are a slag, you are a slag, and you are a slag, and even if you become a champion in the art department, his essence is still a slag. I repeat what I said before. It is really not a life or death to dare to fight with the dragon."

Huang Yong said to Han Jinhe, who was wearing a black uniform with a charm, "Director Han, at the beginning, I told you not to accept such useless students. You didn't listen to my advice at that time. Now you see that nonsense students are talking nonsense wherever they go. It's not that our teacher doesn't teach well, but that he is a piece of rotten wood, and no matter how skilled carpenters are, they cannot be carved."

Han Jinhe frowned slightly, and her full pride fluctuated slightly because of the atmosphere. She said with a cold frosty pretty face, "Director Huang, as a role model for a department, please pay attention to your own words."

Huang Yong laughed dryly, his face was very proud, but he did not continue to mock Wang Yue with sarcastic mockery, because his goal had been achieved. As for some more mean sarcastic words, I will say it until the end of the second game, when the Sabre was eliminated, the words at that time would probably be several times more lethal.

Xie Kun looked at Wang Yue coldly. Although he covered up very well, his eyes were still proud. He had already predicted the current situation early in the morning that how could the little sabervailable sword be his enemy of the Vajra Giant? Little Wang Yue was actually his mighty enemy of Xie Kun!

The battle in the first game was not done enough for Xie Kun. Even so, the King Kong team still easily defeated the sword. Although the battle in the second game had not yet begun, the fruit of victory had been tightly held in his palm. In Xie Kun's heart, today's game was just a waste of time and was not challenging at all.

Since his defeat in the first game, Wang Yue's head has been lowered, and his oblique bangs blocked Wang Yue's eyes. No one could see Wang Yue's eyes, and no one knew what Wang Yue was thinking at this moment.

Zhang Dekui and his men knew the importance of this game. It was a battle of dignity. Win, slapping Huang Yong in the face, and Yixue was expelled by the computer department. He lost. Wang Yue's dignity was wiped out. He left Youth University. Xue Bing called Xie Kun and called Mr. Kun.

Zhang's few people knew that the bet that Xue Bing called Xie Kun was pressing against Wang Yue's back like a mountain. Wang Yue could not lose, could not afford to lose, but the skills of the King Kong team were too high. Now, the weak Saber is not his opponent at all.

Huang Yong's words just now were sarcastic and aggressive, and every word was like a knife stabbing the dignity of the saber. Zhang Dekuo and others wanted to scold him bloodily at that time, but they did not have the bargaining chips to scold Huang Yong, nor did they have the confidence to scold Huang Yong. The battle in the first game fully proved that their saber was not as good as the King Kong team, and they could only grit their teeth and approach them hard.

Seeing Wang Yue lowering his head and trembling slightly, Huang Yong and Xie Kun's mouths grinned at the same time. The strength displayed in the first game of the King Kong Team was like a sledgehammer, and he hit Wang Yue hard, making him clear that the current saber is the iron-like fact that the King Kong Team is the right fact.

Xue Bing, who was sitting in the first row of the indoor stadium, looked at Wang Yue who had been silent for a long time through the transparent glass. Her two pink and smooth white hands were tightly clasped on her phone. She was not afraid of Wang Yue losing, she was not afraid of Wang Yue defeat, she was not afraid of Wang Yue defeat, he was only afraid of Wang Yue unhappy.

Han Jinhe looked at Wang Yue. This cross-level battle was indeed difficult for him. If he put the saber in his freshman year, the saber would definitely be an invincible existence, but many of the competition arrangements in this world are unfair and cannot be changed, so he can only choose to accept it.

Han Jinhe's white and tender plain hand with a faint fragrance was gently placed on Wang Yue's arm. She was about to pat him and comfort Wang Yue, but Wang Yue, who had been bowing his head and silently raised his head slowly. Her pretty face was not sad, joy, or expression, but only a stubbornness in her eyes.

Han Jinhe pulled back her white and tender plain hands, and this stubborn little boy has not been completely defeated...

Wang Yue looked at the brothers beside him and said loudly, "It depends on people and plans. We have never lost yet. Brothers, let go, why not be afraid of losing!"

Zhang Diqiu and the four of them shouted in unison, "Let's go, you're not afraid!"
Chapter completed!