Zhou Zichen, a genius girl, and the highest-ranking warrior in Longtu, are quite good at responding to changes on the spot. He is the backbone of Longtu. There are no accidental factors in the battle. Coupled with his beautiful appearance and perfect family, the Zhou family is not an unknown person. He can be ranked in the entire Solar System Alliance. This time, Em will surely be famous all over the world.

Although Sun Xiaoru, lucky girl, is not a stunning type, but she is very ugly. Her strength must be at the downstream level in the entire E-major competition, but with her own efforts and will, she won two consecutive rounds. She is an absolute inspirational representative and has become the key publicity of major colleges on earth. Her talent is not innate, but hard work is something she can do.

Zhang Wulei, a fat man who is incomprehensible, said he is weak, really weak. He is said to be able to shoot, has no momentum or confidence, but such a fat man has crushed two consecutive games, and the second game has even blown his opponent's confidence and destroys his opponent's will. Who dares to underestimate him, the fat man who is the best at shooting in history.

Mo Feng, the most crushing warrior at present, showed an invincible melee level in the first two games. The most important thing is that momentum, dared to ignore the moon man, and his supporters gave him the nickname of "Martial God", hoping that he could continue to be a dark horse.

In general, the wish of the Earthlings is to have one or two places in the quarterfinals, so that they will not become moon exhibition games. This is actually the case for many moon audiences. It is good to be strong, but it will also make the subsequent games lose their suspense early, which is also a little conflict in the hearts of the powerful moonlings.

In the third round, the earth faces great tests and has reached this point, and it is impossible to find a bargain.

In the evening, the Earthlings were hit again. Sun Xiaoru's player was unconscious and would miss the battle for the top 16 due to his coma, which made the already stretched Earthlings even more tragic.

In the conference room, Mo Feng closed his eyes and rested, while Zhou Zichen was staring at his opponent's video. Zhang Wulei was bored and angry. No one was forcing him this time, so it would be okay to lose. Anyway, the fat man had no desires or demands.

Not long after, the door opened, and the two players were left, Saklovsky and Darao. In the last meeting before the game, the five of them were the hope of the earth. One could enter or the other, but the team just came out to despair.

Saklovsky vs Chris Davensey

Darao vs Floyce

Mo Feng vs Landers Walter

Zhang Wulei vs Bibirot

Zhou Zichen vs Alan Doyle

There is no need to discuss this at this time, it’s just cheating. There are many people on the moon. Earth players must bear these. Four of the five major seeds on the moon hit. It can be said that the third round is a hurdle that must be overcome.

The em forum almost exploded, and the comments were bad. The weakest one was Zhang Wulei's face against Bibirot, who was firmly in the top ten of the moon ems. His highest score hit 3,000 points, but he was shrouded in the halo of the five seeds and his strength was top.

In fact, at this point, it doesn’t exist to find a bargain, but this grouping is too hell.

Saklovsky and Darao were both calm. When they reached this level, even if their opponents were very strong, they would not be afraid. They just wanted to win, but they were not sure.

The shadow of a man's famous tree is definitely a fierce battle.

"Let's say anything you have. Anyway, there are only five of us left." Darao sat on the sofa. If you just talk about your personal position, all five of them had passed the test, but from the perspective of the Earth soldiers, the situation this time was simply embarrassing.

Zhou Zichen smiled bitterly, "I won the lottery, Alan Doyle."

"Alan Doyle is known as the number one person on the moon, and should be the strongest, 100% psychic, but there is no information on this aspect yet." Sarklovsky said lightly.

"My this is not bad either. Flois, the main melee is much better than the Wuzong, etc., Mo Feng, just give it to you." Darao said, "It would be great if they could know what superpowers they are good at."

Mo Feng smiled when he heard this, "I have some information here, but it may not be accurate. I don't know the situation of Alan Doyle, but Floyce's superpower is flame, a very strong flame, and Chris's ability may be related to qi."

The conference room was a little depressed, and everyone was even more amused and laughed.

"Mo Feng, where is the news about you? It's true or false, flame? And even more outrageous? Where is the most pretentious Landers?"

"I heard it is related to darkness. Don't he have the nickname of the Dark Prince?" Mo Feng smiled.

"I really admire you for laughing now. Brothers, no matter what, it is no longer a personal matter for us to reach this point. No matter how strong we are, we must exert the momentum of our earthlings and fuck them!" Darao said, hammering the table hard to cheer everyone up.

The fat man smiled cutely. This seems to have nothing to do with him. Bibirot, a master with 3,000 points, would surrender directly if he encountered him in training.

Others did not ask for the fat man. After all, it was already amazing to get here with his situation. If you make excessive demands, you would be shameless. The focus of the hope in the third round was Mo Feng, Saklovsky and Darao. These three people almost represented the hope of the three continents.

The situation is crisis, but if the three of them can enter the top 16 and kill the seeds of the three moons, their momentum will be completely reversed, and the quarterfinals will be less terrible, so the real success or failure is in the round of the top 16.

Many people have seen this point. Although it is only the third round, it is extremely heavy.

Guyu did not interfere with the players' preparations. Official intervention was useless and would only destroy the rhythm. What he did was not to let external factors interfere with the players.

They need quietness, think about tactics, and accumulate belief in victory.

Everything depends on this third round. It can be said that some of the right to speak is also determined by the results.

The worst situation is that the entire army is wiped out, and he will be completely finished. Not only does he fail to achieve results, he also creates the worst record in history, and his status and voice are also over.

As for some of the strange things he found, it is impossible to investigate, and it will only be mistaken for shirking responsibility and diverting attention.

This night is hard for many people, but the sun will eventually rise on the new day.

The third round that determines the fate of Earthlings has begun. The entire arena is full, with 60% of the lunar people, 30% of the earthlings, and 10% of the residents of Mars and asteroids. In the voting of Em, 60% of the audience believed that the Fireball people would sweep the Earthlings in the top 16 and create history. Only one percent believed that the Earthlings would advance to the level.

Zhang Yang was still sitting in the commentary seat with Patuya. Patuya was smooth and rosy, and Zhang Yang's face was a little dull. There was no way, he was very worried. He would probably be nailed to the pillar of shame as the first commentator in history.

But if you lose, you don’t lose. Before the result appears, you must have the momentum and the mouth cannon you should shoot!

"Old Zhang, don't stand it hard. How many people on Earth can enter the top 8 now?" Patuya certainly wouldn't miss such an opportunity. For the sake of the performance of the program, it's just that Zhang Yang is probably going to be timid.

Zhang Yang smiled slightly, "Number of numbers can never represent anything. Even if only one person advances, he can still win the championship. Even if you have 7 quarter-finals, what's the point?"

Patouya was stunned. You are so old that you dare to show off, but he is a gentle lunar man, so he will not be angry. "It seems that you are still very confident. I hope so too, otherwise it will really become our training match, haha."

"Don't flash your tongue, it didn't come out, everything is possible!"

The commentators refused to give in to each other, and the battle on the em platform was also angry. The main reason is that the moon people are too arrogant. The recent public opinion trend has been to crush the earthlings and completely eliminate the earthlings. The moon people are the best, and only the moon people can represent humans.
Chapter completed!