"Win!" The players on the stt side cheered. The war between the coaches was no more harmonious than the war between the teams. The victory of this game was definitely a very effective blow to the mentality of the zz team.

Although everyone was fully prepared, the members of the zz team were still ashamed. They blamed Wang An, but such failure did greatly affect their morale.

Just like in ancient times, when two armies fought, if one general was first killed by the horse, how could the other soldiers be at ease against the enemy?

"Sorry, Coach Wang, but in the e-sports event, it seems that our STT team is stronger!" After winning this game, Kim Jong-cheol smiled even brighter, "It seems that the championship this year is still our STT team."

"Let's go, let's have some delicious food together tonight!" Kim Jong-chul won the game and was in a very good mood.

"Your operation is very average!" At this moment, a discordant voice came from the room of the zz team.

Kim Jong-chul frowned. His operation just now had almost no flaws. In terms of pure operation, even the current players can be considered top-notch. Who said such words in such a tone?

He looked in the direction where the sound came. He was just a young man in his twenties. He looked like he was a member of the zz team, but he was not wearing the zz team uniform.

"Who are you?" Kim Jong-chul asked.

"Oh, I'm a substitute for the zz team, the kind who looks at the water dispenser, and is known as the water dispenser administrator!" Fang Jueyu said.

"What a mess!" Kim Jong-chul didn't understand any Chinese jokes, but through the team's translation, he also knew that this young man should be just a substitute of the zz team.

Substitutes are usually players with second-tier strength in the team. As long as the players do not experience any major accidents such as falling or getting injured or getting sick, they have almost no chance to play. If they lose their usual high-intensity training in the competition, their level is naturally conceivable.

One of their coaches just now was defeated by their own hands, and even a substitute dared to speak out?

Kim Jong-chul sneered, "What qualifications do you have to say that my operation is average?"

"It's very ordinary, it's very ordinary. Our coach just plays casually. If you get serious, you may not be able to lose any skill," Fang Jueyu curled his lips.

"You can do it!" Kim Jong-chul was thinking in his mind. He probably had been sitting on the bench for too long and wanted to show his strength through this opportunity, so he said such words.

Even the coach could easily defeat him. How could an ordinary substitute win him? He didn't take Fang Jueyu seriously at all.

"Okay, then I'll play with you!"

"Lao Fang, what's wrong with you? Do you think we're not embarrassed enough?" Wang Cong was also slightly angry. He had not played games with Fang Jueyu. Fang Jueyu's level was the level of platinum. Any team member here could easily beat him, let alone Kim Jong-chol on the opposite side.

"Don't worry, you!" Fang Jueyu comforted Wang Cong's emotions, "Can you believe in my strength?"

"Don't I know your strength?" Wang Cong was anxious, "If you fight him, even a knife may not be able to make up for a few."

"Hey, why are you, Yazi? Is my level so low in your heart?" Fang Jueyu said nonsense, "I have learned skills with a teacher for a long time recently. If this Kim Jong-chul skill can beat me, I will lose!"

"Teacher?" Kim Jong-chul heard these two keywords, "Who is your teacher?"

In the e-sports industry, there are indeed many experts with a high understanding of games, but they don’t like to show up in public. When Kim Jong-chul just started playing professionally, he was brought into the door by such a teacher.

"My teacher is Yiba from Zhongshan Bridge. You must have never heard of it. Do you want to fight? Give me some good words and don't be slap!" Fang Jueyu said impatiently.

"Hahaha, it seems that there is really no one in your zz team. You actually let a substitute who has never heard of a name come out. He is probably the one you just recruited in the team, right?" Kim Jong-chul sat down again, "Just fight, you can choose any hero. As a senior in this industry, I still have the obligation to teach you well."

"This guy is really confident!" Fang Jueyu made a gesture to the members of the zz team with confidence.

"Forget it, just play it!" Wang Cong simply broke the can and gave up. Many times the predictions were targeted at the strong. Fang Jueyu's garbage movement might just be able to restrain a real master like Jin Zhengzhe.

Kim Jong-chul still chose Zeras, while Fang Jue-woo actually took out a Timo, which made all the onlookers even more depressed. This was the rhythm of killing their lives wildly!

"Boy, let you know what a real master is!" Kim Jong-chul smiled confidently.

But when he released the first skill, his expression suddenly became stagnant, and Fang Jueyu actually avoided his functions perfectly through the movement!

"It must be a coincidence!" Even Kim Jong-chul could not guarantee his own function to hit 100% of his life, and it is normal to make mistakes occasionally.

But the first time the empty skill is a coincidence, the second time is luck, the third time and the fourth time, there is definitely a problem!

Kim Jong-chul lost most of the magic amount, but he actually didn't hit Fang Jue-woo in a single skill.

Not only that, Fang Jueyu has extremely accurate control of ordinary attack distances. He can immediately open his position after attacking him, making him extremely frustrated.

"When did this kid become so powerful?" Wang Cong was stunned by the sight of the side. Even the professional players opened their mouths slightly. Such operations were very familiar with heroes and predicted their opponents. Even they thought they could not do it.

What else is there that Fang Jueyu doesn’t know?

But only Fang Jueyu knows that he himself has such a level? This is all based on Xiao Yi! Xiao Yi's computing power is far inferior to that of a supercomputer. He can judge his operation through various information such as Kim Jong-chul's moving angle, direction, etc. As long as Fang Jueyu thinks, he will not be able to touch himself!

"How could it be that they all dodged!" Slight sweat beads appeared on Kim Jong-chul's forehead. The more nervous he was, the more soldiers he missed, and the number of final shots was soon exceeded by Fang Jue-woo.

Kim Jong-chul had thought about fighting, but the difference in health volume between the two was too big, and the long-term operation model made him dare not do anything too bold. When Fang Jueyu finished shooting more than 90, he was completely panicked!
Chapter completed!