The intensity of the competition outside the billions is very low, or in other words, it is very low in Huang Ji's eyes.

Under Huang Ji's guidance, everyone directly turned on the crazy point-up mode.

Of course, it is not a script-style play.

Just a formal drill. Huang Ji analyzed the opponent thoroughly in advance, crushed and analyzed it to them, pointed out other people's weaknesses, and how to guide the opponent to make mistakes and reveal flaws.

This is enough to make them score normally in the low-end game.

From nutritional matching, tailor-made training methods, to tactical guidance.

Huang Ji was just alone to complete the entire coaching team, Lie Meng and other professional teams, and was only responsible for promoting fame, arranging challenges, collecting intelligence and other work, and was almost becoming an agent team.

No one is more suitable to be a coach than Huang Ji. He just analyzed it seriously, which was enough to make everyone feel like a fish in water.

If you really encounter a tough guy, Huang Ji directly uses himself as the target of training, simulates his opponents and plays dozens of training matches with everyone. After teaching by example, with the combat talent of Fez and others, he can defeat a strong enemy.

This feeling is like an exam.

I simulated and tested dozens of papers in advance, and I suddenly realized in actual combat: Hey? I have tested this question! Wow, it is all questions taught by the teacher.

In this way, everyone can maintain a winning streak and accumulate practical experience.

As for the script-style play, except for the really ordinary Lin Li... Huang Ji does not intend to use it more to others to avoid stifling their own talents.

After two weeks of this, everyone achieved at least fifty consecutive victories, and directly jumped to improve their rankings.

"Ziwei Dior won again! He once again made his signature celebration move and leaned back indescribably!"

"As expected, he will definitely stay and timeout again... Sure enough! Ziwei Dior was thrown off the field by the referee!"

"Let us congratulate Dior, this is his third win today, and also increases the winning streak to 88!"

"The fifth player under Ziwei Group to rush to the top 100 million has been born!"

With more and more winning streaks, many fans have paid attention to these crazy points.

There are thirteen people under Ziwei, each of whom is winning wildly.

Although this kind of thing has happened many times in history, it still attracts attention.

Under the live broadcast and publicity of the Liemeng team, the number of fans of Brando, Lin Li and others skyrocketed every day.

In addition, the household registration is Nomu civilization, so many Nomu people pay attention to these players under Ziwei.

Especially Brando, although Lin Li has the highest ranking, Brando has the most fans, which is already as high as 80 billion.

Who made him stand out? He would always make celebrations on the spot and drag them until the referee threw him out!

Many people watch his game without falling into the ground just to see the scene of him being beaten away by the referee.

"Why do you always mess with the referee? Are you not afraid of being targeted by the system?"

In the lounge area, Brandy looked at Brando helplessly.

Brando smiled and said, "We won so many consecutive victories, so we have been targeted long ago. The opponents ranked more than 10 million higher than mine in that game!"

Brandy shook his head and said, "Are you still fighting today?"

"Fight! Lin Li and Alan are both perverts, they are crazy about scores! Are you almost Baron? I have to chase them quickly." Brando said.

Now, Lin Li is the highest ranked group, followed by Daluo, Alan and Saya.

He and Fez, the top powerhouses on Earth back then, fell directly to the second echelon...

"Oh, Saya was subdued by one hand by me back then." Brando sighed.

Brandy smiled and said, "Brother, times have changed."

Brando drilled into his head and said, "Move your brain! I deliberately delayed time for the sake of fans, otherwise I could have two more games a day, and now the ranking is definitely ahead of Saya!"

After saying that, he quickly asked the breast enemy to match him again, the kind that he could fight today.

Soon, Brando had another opponent.

"Hmm? Adam, God of Death? Why did I get him? Are you targeting me with a tits enemy?" Brando said in surprise.

The milk enemy said innocently: "This is a system match and has nothing to do with me. You and Adams are winning streaks in the top 100 million at almost the same time, and they match the opponents of the day at the same time, so it will be ranked very normal."

Brando sighed, and now their Ziwei's collective winning streak was about to end.

After all, one of him and Adams must lose.

"Hey, Adams, what are you doing? Come and fight quickly. We don't have to ask Huang Ji to analyze it, right? We will decide the winner according to our ability!" Brando said when he called Adams' contactor.

Adams replied: "I won't go anymore, I'll just lose!"

"Ah? Why? I don't need you to let me go." Brando said in confusion.

Adams smiled and said, "I didn't let you, I really can't beat you. When I saw that you were the ones I was in line, I went directly to the virtual universe to compete with the fans. At that time, I said that in order to guide the fans, I didn't have time to rush to the stadium."

"Although I lost a record, I won't lose fans, but I may gain fans."

Brando said in a daze: "Damn, Huang Ji spends money, let you learn these things?"

"Everyone has its own strengths, and I practice how to interact with all races by reaching out to all fans," Adams said.

"In addition, I have already mastered the technology of releasing interracial pheromones and are now collecting hormone templates for each race."

Brando nodded and said, "Whatever you do, just so I can start celebrating as soon as I get on stage!"

As they chatted, Huang Ji and Lin Li came over suddenly. Lin Li was obviously ready for battle, with a confident look on his face and a high spirit.

As for Huang Ji, he rode the little unicorn leisurely.

Brando hung up the communication and asked, "Lin Li, how long will you be a baron?"

Lin Li smiled and said, "If you win this game, you will be the Baron."

The nanny enemy on the side said, "The Baron has a canonization ceremony, and my great master is coming. You can choose a Void Life at will, and you will also reward a permanent residence on any Gaia Star."

This reward is nothing to Ziwei Group, but it is a very generous reward for ordinary employees of many companies.

The nipples continued: "But if your ranking falls out of the baron's realm, the fief will be taken back."

Everyone knows that not only the Baron, but also all other fiefs of all levels. If they are ranked first, and defeated, they will fall, and the galaxy will be taken back.

Obviously this is to prevent someone from buying rewards. For example, preventing a large group of people from joining together, going in and out at a level, and brushing back and forth.

If you want the galaxy to belong to you forever, there is only one way, that is, after you get the reward, you will directly strengthen to the next level and start a new mountain-crossing.

In short, what level you stay in is the fief of the level, unless you leave this magnitude.

Lin Li's game is about to begin, and an unexpectedly tall Shacha man flew over the field with a ball of red star chips in half.

He was wearing a purple uniform and embroidered with patterns on the Galaxy Star Disc. He was obviously an official of the Star Alliance!

"Master Ou Bo! My uncle misses you so much!" My uncle turned into a blue light sand tea man, and his body was swaying.

The Shacha man named Obo immediately shouted, "Don't make a noise!"

The breasted enemy sighed: "My lord scolds me so powerful!"

Seeing Ou Bo glaring at him, his tits enemy quickly stopped.

Obo signaled another light elves to start presiding, and soon Lin Li and a group of active liquid creatures came on stage.

When we reach the level of the title, there are more electromagnetic organisms, plasma organisms, gaseous organisms, and liquid organisms.

Liquid organisms are also solid-liquid mixtures, but they have the properties of fluids, so they are called liquid organisms.

It is often inflexible. The body can tear itself apart or penetrate various substances, and the whole is like an inflexible jelly.

During the preparation time, the indefinite jelly penetrated directly into the ground and disappeared without a trace.

When it appeared again, it was already a surging mudslide!

"I actually turned from a jelly man to a 'concrete man' by infiltrating the soil and sand and gravel!" Brando said in surprise outside the court.

Huang Ji smiled and said, "This is the flow of heaven and is used very briefly."

The mudslides that were dozens of meters tall swept across the line like living things.

"Rumbling!"

The wet surface is covered with current. The mud and sand sometimes turn into thousands of auger drill bits, flying and shuttle, and sometimes turn into the ceiling of the sky cover, and strongly blasting.

After several consecutive dodgings, a heat wave suddenly broke out all over his body and directly crashed into the mudslide. The sand was eventually sandy. Lin Li exploded and a huge hole was blasted open on the spot.

However, after the huge hole, a green energy ball with higher energy levels was hidden.

The mudslide is not a real mudslide, it is alive. The bombardment of dust waves on the surface is just a feint, but in fact it uses mud and sand to cover the super-large energy ball secretly condensed in the belly.

At this moment, it exploded with a bang, and the terrifying high temperature rushed towards Lin Li.

However, Lin Li, who had Huang Ji's endorsement, had expected it and dodged it in advance, and took the opportunity to count the palms and slapped somewhere on the edge of the mudslide.

"Dry area...dry area...ah! Here!"

Lin Li's palm condensed high energy, flicked and moved, and his arms drew countless afterimages, slapped the mudslides wildly.

Here and there for a while. Shoot, smash, cut, poke!

Judging from this posture, it’s like ‘pointing a mudslide’!
To be continued...