The loser's group advanced to the match, Hou Xingyun won, Hou Xingtao was eliminated.

Another game that was completely beyond anyone's expectations. Although the audience may not be able to see anything clearly throughout the whole process, this did not affect the intensity and excitement of the game itself.

This time, experts guessed the ending, but failed to guess the process.

The coach Zhang in the guest seat was already sweating profusely at the end of the competition. His shirt and coat were soaked in sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

It's so dangerous, I almost got so toxic again!

When Hou Xingtao finally raised his hand to admit defeat, Director Zhang almost took the quick-acting heart-saving pill.

This is undoubtedly another competition that can create countless topics, and people's attention and discussion will not end with the competition.

Is Hou Xingtao's strength better?

He tried everything, allowing everyone to see his obsession with victory, but why did he voluntarily admit defeat when he had already held the victory in his hands?

Perhaps only the parties involved know the answer to all this.

Two hours after the game, both of them were basically healed under the care of professionals.

But they consume very much themselves, especially Hou Xingtao.

Trauma can be repaired from the outside, but the consumption of one's own energy and source energy cannot be restored by others' help. Like Hou Xingtao, squeezing himself out of life will undoubtedly take longer to adjust.

At this time, the two brothers were staying in the temporary ward in the competition area, but became patients.

At this moment, outsiders, including the nurse, have gone out. Only two brothers with an awkward atmosphere were left in the ward, and a TV that is broadcasting the game.

After the nebula was brewing for a while, then turned his head and took the initiative to break the silence.

"Why do you want to abstain?" he asked. "This is the moment you dream of isn't it? Beat me on the field and prove yourself to everyone."

"Yes, I do think." Hou Xingtao said calmly without looking back, "but there is a little difference. I want to surpass you, not simply defeat you. So even if you deliberately give up the victory to me, it doesn't matter."

Hou Nebula: "..."

"Don't you really think I can't see it?" Hou Xingtao smiled, "Just you said, we are brothers, we have fought so many times.

Although I am not as strong as you, I know you. No one knows your skills, your habits, and your limits better than me. So I know when you are going to give your all, and when you are letting go again."

Hou Xingtao said, looking at the TV in front of him, his hands unconsciously grasping the bed sheets under him.

"So even though I don't want to admit that, even though I really want to win, this game just told me more about the fact that I had known for a long time...that's that you are better than me, brother.

Even if you use some evil methods to try to take shortcuts, I am still no match for you. You are much better than me in all aspects.

I tried my best to prove that everyone was wrong, but I only repeatedly confirmed the fact that I am just your accessory. I am indeed not as good as you, and there is nothing to be unwilling to accept."

After saying this, he unconsciously relaxed his hands.

He found that he seemed to have felt much more relaxed when he said this to his brother in person, as if he was even more easily accepted by this fact.

Hou Xingyun was silent for a moment and said, "This is my fault."

"What's wrong with you? Is it too good?"

"No, the mistake is that you never noticed your situation and never communicated with you well."

Hou Xingyun shook his head and looked at him seriously.

“You may think to you, I’ve always been just a back, someone who is ahead of you, which makes you feel that you don’t matter.

But this is not the case. The reason why I can keep running ahead is because you are there.

I know your potential clearly, I know your strength, and I have never overlooked this.

Maybe it’s because I, as my brother, have always been afraid that one day I will be surpassed by you, so I can always stay ahead as a leader.”

Hou Xingyun stopped and said word by word: "So you have never been my accessory, nor has it ever been irrelevant.

To me, you have always been the best opponent and the competitor I care about the most. And more important than all the above... You are my unique and proud brother."

Hou Xingtao turned his head and didn't look at him, but his eyelids seemed to hop.

No one has ever said this to him.

This also seemed to be the first time since he was born, and he felt that he was one step closer to that tall brother.

"...National League, don't lose." He still turned his head and muttered in a low voice, "Don't embarrass our family."

Hou Xingyun smiled.

“That’s natural.”

......

In fact, for Jingchu Province, Hou Xingyun is undoubtedly the most appropriate choice to go to war as a representative.

Not to mention that Hou Xingyun's overall strength is completely stronger than Hou Xingtao. It seems that his younger brother won a move on the field before, but it was entirely because he deliberately let the water go. However, even if Hou Xingtao really surpassed his strength at that time, he was not the best candidate for the team.

The reason is very simple, just because of his self-harm tactics.

Hou Xingtao must rely on the blood-burning technique to burst out in a short time to achieve a power that can match his brother. However, this move hurts the enemy by 1,000 and damages himself by 800, and his sustainability is not strong and the battery life is poor.

If you really want to reach the national league, you will be more suitable for your consideration from all aspects.

But that's all a story later.

At this moment, all the attention has been focused on the final field of this trial match.

Su Yao vs. Jiang Xiaoyue, and the two students from Chengbei No. 2 Middle School also competed for the first and second place.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Su Yao and Jiang Xiaoyue, who were participating in the competition, appeared on time on the field.

What should be said have been said long ago. Now that we are on the court, the usual trash talk session before the game begins, the two of them face each other and there is nothing to say.

But when they just stared at each other, they always felt a little embarrassed. So Su Yao thought about it and tried to find some topic: "How are you preparing?"

"It's okay." Jiang Xiaoyue said.

"Are you confident to win?"

"No." Jiang Xiaoyue shook her head.

"Ha, so coincidental, I didn't..."

As long as the pre-match dialogue does not involve sensitive blocking words, the audience can generally hear it. At this time, the people who listened to the conversation between the two were confused.

What's going on?

Do they really plan to come here to compete for the championship? Why does the atmosphere seem to be a bit weird...

Then he heard Su Yao continue to say, "We haven't forgotten our agreement in the forest, right?"

"Yeah, remember."

What? They have an agreement?

The people who were eating melons were in an uproar.
Chapter completed!