MTL - Players Of Freedom-Chapter 41 : Farming King

There was a sudden knock on the bathroom door.

"Captain, are you there, Captain?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

Zhao Xuyu hurriedly said "see you tomorrow" to Meng Xia, and hung up the phone hastily.

Pushing the door open, he saw four immature teammates gathered around the door of the toilet, looking at him with four pairs of innocent eyes.

"Why are you hanging around here if you don't eat, the toilet smells good?"

"no…"

The four teenagers made eye contact with each other and pushed out a pot head.

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Guo Siming's name is Guo Siming, and he is Zhao Xuyu's partner in the double competition.

When other people dare not speak directly to the captain, they usually push him out.

"Captain, are you alright? You have been squatting for so long, we are worried about you."

"What can I do if I go to the toilet, are you worried that a person as big as me will fall into the toilet and be flushed away?"

Zhao Xuyu was quite speechless, and made a way out from among them.

Seeing this, the four teenagers quickly put their hands behind their backs, hiding things in a panic.

"?"

Zhao Xuyu saw it keenly, and grabbed two hands that were slow to react on the spot, and seized a pack of tissues and a Kaisailu...

"What the hell!?"

"Captain, I'm sorry. We saw that you haven't come out for so long, and we thought you've been under a lot of pressure recently... You don't get angry very well."

Guo Siming scratched his head. After all, the celebration banquet was halfway through, and he couldn't get out of the toilet by himself. He was worried that he would get hemorrhoids after squatting for a long time.

"I really thank you all. You also know that I am under a lot of pressure, so you should quickly improve your strength. Next time you win the team competition, I will not be under a lot of pressure."

Zhao Xuyu put the things back into the pockets of the two of them, and showed a kind smile: "Since we've finished talking here, why are you still standing there, let's go back and start training immediately!"

"But, the celebration banquet is still..."

The celebration banquet was not over yet, and the leaders were all present. They were afraid that they would be unhappy if they left the leader early.

"Celebration banquet? What are you celebrating? Is it to celebrate our team defeat? Or to celebrate our team's poor cooperation? Especially you, Guo Siming, do you have any achievements worth celebrating? How can you be ashamed of the shit-like strokes in the doubles competition? Called the name Gunslinger, eight out of ten shots hit the auditorium, two shots hit me, I will defend against the opponent and I will defend against you, tonight others will practice for two hours and go back to the dormitory to rest, so you can sleep in the training room."

Zhao Xuyu's words were sharp and piercing, and everyone lowered their heads in depression.

On this happy day when they just won the secondary league championship and were promoted to the top league, the four of them had no compliments or holidays, only extra training.

But the four teenagers had no complaints, and they were convinced by the captain's arrangement.

It can be said that their Beiming team can go to today, it can be said that it is all supported by the captain alone, otherwise it is impossible to advance with the strength of the four of them.

They must improve their strength immediately, otherwise they will only struggle in the top league in the future.

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After Zhao Xuyu greeted the coach, he took the four of them back to the club for training.

Only a few leaders were left to imagine the future at the dinner table, celebrating the first time that the Beiming team had achieved such a good result since its establishment.

"I'm going home on vacation these days, and no one is supervising you. I believe you should know what you should do. Those with low scores will go to the rankings to make up for their points. Don't go online and get caught by me. Give me another three days. On Monday, you must reach the top 20 stars in the duo rank, and if you can’t make it, stay in the duel arena and don’t come out.”

As the captain, Zhao Xuyu was in charge of supervising the training of the four teenagers on a daily basis. He was either swearing or preparing to swear every day.

Now thinking that he will be on vacation tomorrow, he is in a very good mood, and he put it more mildly.

Only on the training tasks arranged by the coach, an additional two hours of training content was added to each person.

"I think everyone is well aware of how the championship came about this time, so I won't say much. Let's replay the most recent games first, and then start the 2v2 practice immediately."

The schedule is still posted on the wall of the training room.

—2033 Realm of Freedom Secondary Professional League, Summer Finals—

Team Beiming VS Team Xingyun

1V1:

Xiao Leng Yufei (wins) VS Shen Qingchen

Xiao Leng Yufei (wins) VS Shen Qingchen

— Beiming 2:0, victory point +2

2V2:

Xiao Leng Yufei, Gunslinger G (Win) VS Shen Qingchen, love with one arrow

Xiao Leng Yufei, Gunslinger G (Win) VS Shen Qingchen, Hongzhizhi

— Beiming 2:0, victory point +2

5V5:

Team Beiming (negative) VS Team Xingyun

Team Beiming (negative) VS Team Xingyun

— Beiming 0:2, Xingyun victory point +4

Playoffs:

Xiao Leng Yufei, Gunslinger G (Win) VS Meteor Chasing the Moon, Drinking Alone under the Moon

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Everyone silently glanced at the report card on the wall, and went back to their own game cabins.

The record has already explained everything intuitively.

To win the secondary league championship, it is not just about winning a game, but about winning points.

Each game is a three-game two-win system. 1v1 and 2v2 wins only add 1 point, and 5v5 wins a game plus 2 points.

Their 5v5 two-game losing streak made them 4 points behind their opponents all of a sudden, so it was Xiao Leng Yufei who won both 1v1 and 2v2 to tie up the 4 points behind and win a chance for the team to tie the extra game.

The extra matches are determined by the referee's point shake. If the point is turned to 5V5, they will still fail miserably in their situation.

Fortunately, the referee moved to 2v2, and finally won the round barely.

The champions this time, they can be said to be meritorious ministers, and they are all honored by the captain.

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"I hope that when I come back in a few days, your marksmanship will improve, not to mention becoming a true marksman, at least you will stop hitting your teammates."

Zhao Xuyu stopped Guo Siming next to the game cabin. As his partner in the double match, Guo Siming's strength is not necessarily better than the others, but because the long-range shooter is more convenient to cooperate with his melee swordsman, so this arrangement was made.

In the end, this kid was fine, he didn't know what cooperation meant, and almost turned 2v2 into 1v3, and 5v5 was even more tragic, directly turning into 1v9.

"Your marksmanship is really bad, extremely bad, outrageously bad, the entire professional circle is not as bad as you, if you don't want to improve, you will be a complete waste, you know?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ons!

After being criticized alone again, Guo Siming cried bitterly.

Ever since he was lucky enough to be selected as the team leader's partner, he has been scolded every day, and others say that this is the special care given to him by the team leader.

Who wants to take care of this!

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Everyone consciously practiced more, and no one went back in the second half of the night.

They were both alive and well in their teens, and they didn't feel tired at all even if they booked an overnight stay. Zhao Xuyu accompanied them to replay all the games, stayed in the training room until morning, went back to pack their bags, and went straight to the airport.

Only the weak need more training, and the strong need to enjoy the holidays.

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Friday is the time for Baiweizhuang to process the reservation information. Everyone else went to the restaurant for dinner at noon, and Chi Zhenzhen stayed at the front desk to process the information personally.

"jingle-"

Suddenly hearing a crisp wind chime, Chi Zhenzhen raised her head and looked towards the door.

The person who came was a young boy, dressed in casual sports attire, wearing oval-frame glasses on his face, and looked like a gentle, quiet and good student.

"Welcome." Chi Zhenzhen smiled professionally.

"Hello! Is Meng Xia working here? If yes, I will book a room now. Please ask him to come out to serve me immediately."

"Ah you are…"

Chi Zhenzhen's little head was full of great doubts, and when he heard him speak, the impression of a good student was instantly shattered.

She remembered that Meng Xia had mentioned to her yesterday that a friend would come today, so she looked at the ID card handed to him: Zhao Xuyu.

"Is it light rain?"

Meng Xia heard Zhao Xuyu's voice from a long distance away, and rushed over quickly.

Seeing the young man standing at the door, his expression was slightly startled.

"Meng Xia..."

Growing up wearing a pair of trousers when I was a child, and drifting away when I grow up, this complicated feeling of reunion after a long absence is indeed difficult to express in words.

"Damn it, it's unscientific. Why are you getting more and more handsome! How tall are you? What kind of fertilizer are you eating?"

Zhao Xuyu remained silent for a second, then immediately opened his mouth to break the atmosphere.

"You haven't changed at all."

Meng Xia looked him up and down, he hadn't seen him for four years, and he didn't seem to have changed at all.

It was still the same as when he was in high school four years ago, as if he had just finished cram school, and now he hurried back to ask him to play games.

"Let's go, get on the number quickly! It's been a long time since we played together! What nonsense are you talking about?"

Sure enough, Zhao Xuyu did not disappoint his expectations at all, dropped his luggage and rushed upstairs.

"Get on the number! Let me show you my big farm in the land of freedom!"

Not only did his appearance remain the same, but his insides were also the same. Apart from playing games, he seemed to have pretended nothing else.

Meng Xia was speechless, grabbed him by the back collar, "I'm really convinced, wait a moment, you carry the luggage up by yourself!"

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"By the way, I brought you a gift."

Zhao Xuyu took out a custom-made handle from his pocket after putting away his luggage~www.novelbuddy.com~, which looks like a sword handle and is designed with a sense of technology.

It is a popular product in the professional circle. Many players use this handle to win the championship, so it is also called the Champion Sword.

"That's good, thank you."

Meng Xia accepted it unceremoniously. It was useless. Zhao Xuyu taught him how to use it. He fiddled with it casually, and the lines on the hilt lit up. As he pressed a few shortcut keys, it automatically switched to the short blade and the short blade. The shape of a long knife.

Zhao Xuyu originally wanted to pretend to be aggressive in front of him, but he didn't expect him to give her a chance.

My eyes were full of surprise, "Why are you so proficient? Didn't you never play before? What rank is it now? Didn't you sneak into the professional circle?"

"Thank you for looking up to me so much."

Meng Xia glanced at Zhao Xuyu. It's really uncertain who sneaked into the professional circle by himself.

"What about you? Four years ago, you reached the top ten stars, are you now a hundred stars?"

"What Baixing? I stopped dueling a long time ago and changed my career. I am now the king of farming. I love peace and concentrate on farming!"

Zhao Xuyu denied it again and again, and said in seconds: "If you don't believe me, come to my house and see my big farm! My big pond!"

Meng Xia added him as a friend on the account, and looked at his character information: Tianjie Xiaoyu, level 50, duel rank bronze five.

"Your trumpet is too foolish. Bronze Five is not even a palace. Do you believe it?"

Zhao Xuyu scratched his head guiltily, he hadn't called this number for a long time, and his ranks had been reset.

So look at Meng Xia's in reverse: Yiqi Juechen, level 25, Bronze 1 duel rank.

"Damn! Who is more fooled! I even got a farm! You just built this trumpet!"