Chapter 3 3-7

Xing Xin, playing away, ultimately lost this round's match by a score of 3 to 7, and that was after having such a great advantage.

Xing Xin's lineup for this match didn't have many changes compared to the last match, except that Mo Fan was penalized for receiving a card in the previous match and was unable to play in this one. Therefore, the veteran Wei Chen took his place in the individual competition.

In the individual competition, Xing Xin won all three matches, entering the team competition with a 3-0 advantage.

In the team competition, Fang Rui was still the first to appear, even more effective than the last round. When Hail Unlimited fell, he took away one and a half lives from his opponent. Then, Wei Chen entered the stage. As an old general whose age was surprisingly high, his reaction and hand speed could no longer compare to those of young people, but his performance still had flashes of brilliance. In the end, Windward Formation also took away one life from the opponent.

After two and a half lives, Tang Rou, Xing Xin's final player, was left with an opponent who had only half health. It wasn't a star player like Yu Feng, or even the core player of Team Zhao Hua. It was just an ordinary player from this mid-to-lower-level team.

The home audience had already given up, and no one thought that Tang Rou, who had taken out two opponents in the previous round, would miss such a victory. Some neutral viewers thought it was boring. Their interest in this match was largely due to Tang Rou, this beautiful player. But now, she was only given an opponent with half a life. What was the point of watching such an easy victory?

Tang Rou lost.

The audience at the scene was unbelievably silent, which showed that Tang Rou was now considered a very strong player. Then, the home audience erupted in excited shouts!

They all thought Tang Rou was a terminator, but who would have thought that she would be terminated?

Such dazzling performances like taking out two opponents were indeed wonderful, but no one wanted that to happen to them. And this time, Team Zhao Hua did it. A character with only half a life, a player whose strength was only average in a team like Zhao Hua, defeated Tang Rou, who became famous in the previous round.

Tang Rou went off the stage, and she was certainly not convinced by the loss.

In the team competition, she once again stepped onto the stage.

Tang Rou was undoubtedly a fierce general, but after two rounds of the league, the characteristics of this fierce general had already been seen through. Team Zhao Hua had made very targeted tactical arrangements against Tang Rou. Moving one part affected the whole, and Xing Xin's rhythm was completely disrupted.

"There is never an absolute winner..." In the preparation room, Ye Xiu said to Tang Rou, who was apologizing. Their Xing Xin could defeat a behemoth like Excellent Era, and other teams could also defeat them. If strength could represent victory or defeat, why would there be a competition?

It was just that the factor that determined the final victory in this round was so clear that even the most ordinary audience could see that it was Tang Rou's problem.

"Let's analyze it carefully during the review. Next is the press conference..."

"I'll go!" Tang Rou said.

Ye Xiu nodded and didn't say much. Tang Rou never evaded, she would only face difficulties head-on.

Xing Xin's press conference was ultimately attended by Ye Xiu, Wei Chen, and Tang Rou.

As soon as the three of them appeared, the flashes of the cameras below lit up like a sea, with the barrage heavily focused on Tang Rou. It was clear that the reporters looked somewhat surprised. While they were waiting, they speculated that Xing Xin would definitely not send Tang Rou to the press conference. It was too terrible to put such pressure on a rookie. The team would give the rookie some protection and let the old players handle it, right?

Who would have thought that Tang Rou would walk out like this, walking in front of the three of them, with an unusually firm expression.

Since you dare to come, how could the reporters be afraid of anything? *Pa pa pa pa pa*, everyone took pictures to their heart's content first.

"Tsk tsk, really fiery," Wei Chen said.

"Huh?"

"Whether it's good or bad, at least she's getting a lot of attention now, isn't she?" Wei Chen said.

"Why do I smell a sour taste?" Ye Xiu said.

"Tch, would this old man care about such fleeting things?" Wei Chen said righteously. But the way the two people were whispering behind them looked very wretched. Finally, a reporter turned the camera and took a few pictures of them.

The three sat down, and the reporters' eyes focused on Tang Rou, hoping to discover something from her expression. But they were disappointed. There was no timidity, no retreat. Whoever looked over, Tang Rou looked back, and then smiled politely.

"We can start now," Ye Xiu said.

The reporters immediately wished they could raise their feet together. Ye Xiu casually pointed to one.

"Miss Tang Rou! What do you think of your performance in this match?" The reporter couldn't wait to ask. When things got urgent, they didn't bother with polite words like "It's a pity the match was lost."

"My performance dragged down the whole team, and I feel very sorry for that," Tang Rou said.

Tang Rou's situation was obvious. An apology seemed like a very ordinary standard answer at this time, and the reporters were obviously not satisfied.

"I remember that after the last match, you said that you wanted to try to challenge a one-versus-three. But in this match, you didn't even take out an opponent with half their health. What do you think is the reason for this?" A reporter asked with a hint of mockery. In the previous round, Tang Rou said that she wanted to take out three opponents after taking out two, which was considered by many to be too arrogant and unpleasant. This reporter was obviously one of them.

"Winning or losing is never absolute." Tang Rou actually quoted what Ye Xiu had just said in the preparation room. "But I will definitely achieve one-versus-three."

"It doesn't count in the game!" A reporter complained, and everyone laughed.

"Right here, in the professional arena," Tang Rou said.

Unparalleled persistence and confidence, but in the eyes of the reporters, it was unparalleled arrogance and conceit. A rookie, who seemed to have pretty good skills, and completed a one-versus-two feat in a certain match, but with just that, did she really think she was omnipotent?

Winning or losing is never absolute. The reporters agreed with this sentence, but the person who just said this turned around and said that she would definitely achieve a one-versus-three. What kind of shamelessness was this?

The reporters were indignant. After the previous round, many people were already unhappy with Tang Rou. This round, she suffered such a setback, but she didn't know how to repent. She still continued to speak such arrogant words. She was really stubborn.

"If you can't do it, then what will you say?" Some people with fiery tempers actually started arguing at the press conference.

"If I can't do it, I will withdraw from the professional scene," Tang Rou said.

The audience of reporters was shocked and silent. Then, a pair of whispers became particularly clear.

"Look, look, that reporter over there looks like a dog," Wei Chen said.

"Don't talk nonsense. Which one are you talking about?" Ye Xiu asked.

The whole audience was stunned for a moment, followed by an uproar.

"Cough, cough!" Ye Xiu and Wei Chen obviously realized that their voices were suddenly amplified. In the midst of the uproar, they each coughed, looked to the left, looked to the right, as if nothing had happened.

For a time, the reporters didn't know which side to complain about first. Should they be shocked that Tang Rou ruthlessly used her career as a bet, or should they be shocked that these two seniors from Xing Xin didn't protect the newcomer at all, but instead complained that a reporter looked like a dog?

Speaking of which, which one looked like a dog?

The reporters couldn't help but look at each other left and right. Those who were looked at were red-faced and looked like they were about to turn their faces. What did it mean to look like this? Were they saying that they looked like dogs?

The reporter's thoughts were fragmented by the new and old players of Xing Xin, and it took a long time to adjust.

Who looked like a dog? It didn't seem to make sense to dwell on this question. Everyone's attention quickly returned to Tang Rou's oath.

If she couldn't take out three opponents, she would withdraw from the professional scene?

Everyone looked at Tang Rou, and didn't forget to look at Ye Xiu and Wei Chen. Did the two seniors from Xing Xin not hear Tang Rou's words? They didn't stop her from saying such things. At this time, they still seemed to be indifferent.

"If you can't take out three opponents, you will withdraw from the professional scene?" A reporter, fearing that these two were really daydreaming and didn't know the situation at all, repeated it loudly as a reminder.

"Yes," Tang Rou nodded.

"Has determination," Ye Xiu said.

"Has courage," Wei Chen said, and even took the lead in applauding.

The reporters were dumbfounded. Were these the most reliable veterans in a team? Why did these two look like they were just stirring up trouble?

"Do you two think Tang Rou can do this?" A reporter took the opportunity to ask the two.

"Has such determination, and also has courage," Ye Xiu said.

"United, their strength can break metal," Wei Chen eagerly added the last sentence.

What was all this nonsense? Reporters who were used to taking notes couldn't write anymore. Were these two here to make trouble? Right? Right?

But in a group of reporters who were out of rhythm, there was one who still very clearly pointed to Tang Rou and asked, "Miss Tang, how many matches do you plan to use to complete this goal? Will you dedicate your entire career to this?"

The one who asked this question had a smug look on his face. He believed that he had found the key to the question. Tang Rou's oath was simply a word game. If she couldn't take out three opponents, she would withdraw from the professional scene. But if there was no deadline, wouldn't she keep playing, trying to take out three opponents again and again, until she finally didn't do it, and then retire and withdraw from the professional scene?

Showing off your cleverness to me! The reporter sneered.

Tang Rou was about to answer this question, but Ye Xiu suddenly stepped forward to speak.

Was he finally going to come to the rescue? The reporter looked like he was watching what tricks they could play.

"Within five rounds, should that be enough?" Ye Xiu said.

The reporters were in an uproar. He wasn't coming to the rescue, but instead adding even more pressure to Tang Rou?

Taking out three opponents was something that many players couldn't do in their entire careers, but now, he was asking a rookie to do it in five rounds, and she even swore to withdraw from the professional scene. Did Ye Xiu have a grudge against Tang Rou?

"Five matches?" Tang Rou actually showed a happy smile after hearing this number. "Then let's make it five matches!"