The King’s Moment

After five years of deep attention to KPL, he invested quite a bit of emotion in the Choice of Heaven team and knew how each athlete felt about themselves. Zhoujin went back and forth in the career as six magician heroes, and he had never had a choice other than that, which he was also aware of.

And now, after seeing Zhoujin's median data on this private account, we finally know that the hero pool of the six magicians is the result of Zhoujin's regular and deliberate exercise. Looking at the same number of other magician heroes, he probably had a process for all the magicians and finally selected six of them for in-depth development and training.

And the depth of this Pool of Heroes is subtle and detailed.

The depth of the Pool of Champions for both sides is very tested as an essential BP part of a professional competition. There are four BANs on each side, which means no heroes. Assuming that Chosen Opponent and Zhoujin have a deep hatred, very extreme four BANs are given to Zhoujin magicians in the first BAN selection, and then a magician hero is picked in the first selection, in which case Zhoujin still has a very skilled magician available.

Although this limited his change, it has proven that such extreme situations never occurred and are unlikely to occur. Because there's not just one person in the game, and the Chosen Team isn't just one person. Once Lee Bai of He Liang, Mark Polo of Zhang Shiqi, these are all the opponents of Tianxiao team to think carefully when BP, the restrictions on the periodicity, everyone is usually forbidden to do the work with Zhuge Liang. So the Six Mages' Pool of Chinese Single Heroes is actually pretty good enough to even be durable.

Therefore, Zhoujin focused his attention on the six magicians, and even the leisure break time was not relaxed or changed. This is how to focus on KPL, where the Chosen Team hasn't discovered anything for five years. He pays more attention to the play and performance on the field, and Zhoujin gives him the impression that most of it comes from stability - whether it's a breeze or a headwind, Zhoujin is the most stable player on the Tianchong battlefield.

Now it seems that stability may have stemmed from his focus. As Gao just said: Success doesn't make any sense.

Success will not be unreasonable, so fail...

If you can't think of your brother, in everyone's eyes, he Liang's career can be summarized in terms of failure.

He failed because of the team, because of his teammates.

This has always been the case, especially since the day I heard Zhoujin and Zhou Yazhong visiting the Kings' Guild of Asia speak about playing field, they became more ashamed of themselves.

But now, from Zhou Gongdreaming account, what he saw was a clear idea, a high degree of concentration, and not relaxing his own free time.

This is admirable, so the more he gets involved, why does this admirable player feel that way about Ho Liang?

Hold my brother's account. Inside, you can see the resources of Yang Mengqi, Li Wenshan, Zhoujin and many other professional players' private accounts, among which there are many things not seen on the field. But wouldn't it be easier if it depended on Ho Liang? Others have hidden their achievements, but it is fortunate to see the good winds of He Liang, but there is no real glimpse. And you don't have to look in the list, just poke the avatar in the top left corner...

“What are you doing here? ”

It hasn't moved for a while, and it raises the question of singing alongside you.

“Oh, nothing.” Why did you come back to God?

“Isn't it a little unexpected that you're kind of expecting a little sophisticated, messy, data full of water?” Asked the high song.

“Sister, you like to mock people's minds!” How could I be helpless?

“Just like I was in the game.” Gao said.

“Really.” When you think about it, you can't deny that the Grass Triple of the High Song is exactly what you think of your opponent.

”So?” The high song is still asking.

“Surprise is there, you say this kind of thoughtfulness… there really is no way to make me feel. I still firmly believe that it is impossible for a professional player who can hit this position to be bad.” Why not?

“So you're still arguing about the right thing between him and your brother.” Gao said.

“Yes...” Why is it a little awkward? He could easily see the good wind fortunate information, but at that moment he tangled. Why? After seeing Zhoujin's private efforts, did he become uncomfortable with his brother? No… it's not that I'm uncomfortable with Ho Liang, it's more that I'm uncomfortable with what I've been thinking and judging.

“In fact, there is no right or wrong in the workplace, only victory and defeat.” Gao said.

“My brother lost those years...” How could he say that?

“Yes,” Gao said.

The house was suddenly silent again, and I didn't know what to think about. Zhou Mo is a little confused in this atmosphere. It is not something he is good at adjusting the atmosphere. In this case, what he is best at is usually awkward, which is quite historical experience and lessons learned. So he looked at them in agony and didn't know if he should say anything at the moment.

He knows Gao Song very well. Appreciation of Zhoujin is only one aspect of Gao Song, because appreciating Zhoujin, Gao Song is also concerned with the choice of heaven. For He Liang, Gao Song has always had some micro words. At present, both sides can only say that they have not talked about it, and if so, he knows that high songs will not cover up his true thoughts. At this point, he looked at the two of them as if they were wearing a ticking time bomb, now counting down to the end —— something that seemed to have been detected from the words of the high song.

“Sister, you think my brother is in trouble, don't you?” Why suddenly say it?

“Ah!" Zhou Mo heard as if he saw the bomb detonated and couldn't help but scream. It immediately attracted the surprise of two people.

“What are you doing?” Gao is good at mocking other people's thoughts and can't imagine Zhou Mo being so imaginative and entertaining at the moment.

“Cough, nothing, suddenly my shoulder hurts, have you been playing a lot of games lately... why don't you accompany me to the infirmary?” Zhou Mo began his performance. Bad lies coupled with a childish ploy to get the tiger off the mountain made Gao sing to look at him like an idiot, but he couldn't help laughing.

“It seems so.” He turned his head and said to the high song.

“Does it affect you?” That's the answer to the high song.

“Yes.” The answer is clear.

“What then? Seeking common denominator?” Gao said.

“Okay.” Why?

The two of them simply looked foamy and overwhelmed. The image in the brain repair, the big bomb of the two exploded, the flesh and blood of the two were not blurred. But they stood there, staring at each other without retreating.

“Seek common denominators.” A man wiped blood from his face.

“Okay.” The other held his broken arm.