Chapter 11 Talent

The fight began, and what surprised Tang Rou even more was that her opponent came on with a full-force offensive, using the very same tactic that had resulted in a mutual defeat with Ye Xiu yesterday. Unpredictable and incredibly fast, the high-frequency shifting alone was more than Tang Rou could handle.

To keep up with the high-frequency shifting, it was natural to need high-speed perspective switching, which was a fatal weakness for inexperienced newcomers like Tang Rou. Wang Jiexi's dazzling attacks left Tang Rou with no power to parry; this was the difference between a top-tier God-level player and a newcomer. Without any suspense, without any chance, defeat, 27 seconds!

It was a result that Ye Xiu had estimated back then.

It was also something Tang Rou had comprehended after seeing the match where Lie Yan Jingu and Lord Grim had died together.

He was very strong, so strong that he left people speechless.

Tang Rou was now completely reminded of the scene when she first fought Ye Xiu. It was meaningless to entangle and fight such a strong opponent again. The gap between the two sides was too large, so large that she simply didn't know how to bridge it.

Tang Rou sat silently in the arena, quietly watching her Soft Mist.

The world was truly vast. Glory, which she had once thought was simple, could be easily manipulated by Ye Xiu and now this team. These were the real experts. It was pathetic that she used to think she was quite powerful after helping Chen Guo defeat a few opponents she couldn't beat. Now it seemed she was just looking at the sky from the bottom of a well.

"Don't you want another round?" The other party's voice suddenly interrupted Tang Rou's thoughts.

"Another round?" Tang Rou was taken aback.

"Yeah."

"Isn't it meaningless? The gap is too big," Tang Rou said.

"The gap is only temporary. You have a lot of potential!" Wang Jiexi said.

"Thank you." Tang Rou smiled. Whether the other party was just comforting her or giving her a polite compliment, she wouldn't be rude.

"Are you interested in playing in the professional league?" Wang Jiexi suddenly said.

"Professional league?" Tang Rou was stunned.

"Yes, the professional league."

"Oh, so you're professional players!" Tang Rou said.

"That's right, we're from Team Tiny Herb. If possible, I would like to extend a serious invitation to you right now, inviting you to come to our club for a tryout." Although Wang Jiexi was the team captain, he wasn't powerful enough to manage the club's personnel affairs. No matter how much he valued someone, he could only try his best to recommend them to the club. The club might listen to his opinion to a large extent, but the final decision wasn't up to him. It wasn't up to the captain of any club.

Team Tiny Herb? What was that? Tang Rou was at a loss. Her knowledge of the Glory Professional Alliance was really shallow. The previous match was the first complete match she had watched in a long time. She felt that she might have heard the name Tiny Herb, but she really couldn't remember where it came from. Of course, she knew that it would be very rude to ask now, so she just calmly replied, "Thank you, but I don't think that's necessary."

"Hmm?" Wang Jiexi was stunned. He couldn't imagine that this girl would reply so calmly, and even refuse. The professional alliance! Just those four words were enough to drive a Glory fan crazy. Receiving a call from the professional alliance was something that many Glory players wouldn't even dare to dream of. And receiving a tryout invitation from the captain of the championship team Tiny Herb was something that had never happened before. As a result, this first attempt ran into such a tough nut to crack.

Tang Rou's reaction left Wang Jiexi at a loss for how to respond for a moment.

"I'm very satisfied with my current life. I'm not thinking of changing it." Fortunately, Tang Rou continued to explain calmly.

"What... what kind of life are you living now?"

"Internet cafe girl." Tang Rou smiled. Although she didn't intend to listen to other people's conversations, she had heard Ye Xiu's definition of her yesterday.

"Internet cafe girl..." Wang Jiexi was even more speechless. How could such a life compare to that of a professional player?

"Alright, you've already won against me. You can go challenge the others now. I'll be in this room. Let the others on your team come!" Tang Rou said.

"What are you... fighting us for?" Wang Jiexi didn't say that they were actually being repeatedly crushed by them.

"To improve my level, to play better!" Tang Rou said.

"Play better, and then what?" Wang Jiexi asked.

"And then? Better is better, what else is there?" Tang Rou said.

This girl's thinking isn't on the same wavelength as me... Wang Jiexi was embarrassed. The girl in front of him had excellent psychological素质 (suzhi, quality), and her hand speed foundation wasn't weak either. It could be said that her hardware level was completely in place, and all that was missing was installing the software. Ye Qiu's vision was really ruthless; this was truly a rare talent. Even Gao Yingjie, the genius teenager in their team, already had the operation skills and his technical level was constantly rising, but he was still far from passing the psychological 素质 (suzhi, quality) test.

Psychological 素质 (suzhi, quality) wasn't just a problem for Glory players; it was even a major problem in the entire e-sports circle.

This was because the age level of e-sports players was relatively low. Teenagers like Gao Yingjie had already set foot in the professional field. Since these teenagers' minds weren't fully mature, their psychological 素质 (suzhi, quality) was naturally far inferior to that of adults. Even e-sports players in their prime were mostly around 20 years old, and being impetuous was simply the mainstream mentality in the e-sports circle.

Wang Jiexi had already noticed this girl named Tang Rou yesterday. She had lost ten games in a row, and had been mercilessly crushed by their group of professional players. But in the eleventh game against him, she was still unhurried. There was no impatience, no discouragement, only effort, effort, and more effort.

Wang Jiexi was very surprised. He asked his teammates privately today, but everyone didn't have much of an impression of this girl, and no one thought of recording such a match with a noob. Only after Wang Jiexi's repeated reminders did some teammates try to recall the match, and finally confirmed his judgment of Tang Rou.

Absolutely moldable talent!

Ye Qiu had obviously seen this as well, and seemed to have already taken the first step. But at this time, Ye Qiu was a retired veteran player, and could only play the role of a mentor for the time being. As long as he said that there was a formal professional circle invitation, wouldn't he immediately win her over?

Who would have thought that after he said it now, the other party would give such a calm reply. Was her psychological 素质 (suzhi, quality) too strong?

"You... think about it again. If you change your mind, you can always find me." Wang Jiexi didn't want to push too hard at this time. He realized that his move this time was a bit rash. He should have learned more about the other party's background before speaking.

But to be honest, Wang Jiexi couldn't be blamed for this. Who would have thought that a Glory player would have no reaction to a professional circle invitation? Even if this person was just a newcomer.

"Okay, thank you." Tang Rou was still polite.

Wang Jiexi was about to leave when someone suddenly entered the room. After Liu Fei lost, the next member of Tiny Herb had already come over.

Wang Jiexi took a look and simply jumped back to the spectator seat to watch this match.

"Go ahead, Yifan." Wang Jiexi sent a message.

The person who just came in was Qiao Yifan. Seeing the captain in the room in a daze, he quickly entered the match after hearing the instructions, greeted Tang Rou, and then the two sides fought together.

Wang Jiexi was somewhat absent-minded while watching this match. Although Qiao Yifan was also an official member of Tiny Herb, Wang Jiexi's attention was more on Tang Rou at this time.

A newcomer was actually able to fight a professional player evenly. While admiring her, Wang Jiexi couldn't help but feel dissatisfied with Qiao Yifan.

This player was undoubtedly the worst in Tiny Herb at the moment. It could even be said that his level was completely insufficient to be a member of the championship team. Even if he went to the worst weak team in the league, it was hard to say whether he could play as a main player.

He had been in the team for so long, and while others were growing, this kid hadn't made any progress. He always looked hesitant and timid. Without such ambition, what future could he have?

Although the captain didn't have the power to make personnel decisions, the opinions he put forward still had considerable weight in the club's decision-making. Wang Jiexi couldn't see any value in Qiao Yifan staying in the team. He knew that this kid was also having a hard time in the team. Perhaps he would make more progress if he wasn't in a championship team, but in a mid-tier team with no pressure?

This battle had been going on for almost three minutes and hadn't ended yet. The next teammate of Tiny Herb impatiently ran over to watch. Finally, Qiao Yifan finally won. Although he was a small character who was ignored, he was still a very powerful existence for the newcomer Tang Rou.

Seeing the captain watch the entire match, Qiao Yifan was very panicked. He knew that he definitely didn't play well. Just from the time alone, none of the teammates took as long as he did to defeat his opponent.

"Yifan, hurry up!" The teammate who came to urge him sent a message. Qiao Yifan was slow on this side, but he would be much faster to find Lord Grim over there. After urging Qiao Yifan away, this teammate couldn't wait to enter the arena to compete with Tang Rou, rushing back to fight Lord Grim.

Qiao Yifan silently entered Ye Xiu's room. Apart from Gao Yingjie's sentence "Yifan, good luck," he didn't receive any encouragement from his teammates. It seemed that everyone had already decided that he wasn't worthy of belonging to this team, and no longer regarded him as a member.

Qiao Yifan had long been accustomed to this, he just took a deep breath and entered the game.

"Oh, it's you!" In the arena, Ye Xiu greeted Qiao Yifan.

"Ah... I..." Qiao Yifan was stunned.

It's you... This meant that the other party knew him. When did he become so noticeable? And it was in the eyes of the Great God Ye Qiu, who was as impressive as the captain, or even more so!

"You use an assassin in the team?" Ye Xiu asked.

"Yes."

"Has anyone suggested that you change your class?" Ye Xiu said.

"No."

"What class did you originally play?" Ye Xiu asked.

"Originally..." It was so long ago. What class was he before joining Tiny Herb? Qiao Yifan suddenly couldn't remember. He only knew that after he joined, the club gave him an assassin account that an old player had retired and no one was using anymore. From then on, he had always been an assassin. He had never played in any match. Except for Gao Yingjie, no teammates would actively look for him to practice. The self-made equipment developed by the technical department was never for assassins. He had really become an assassin, lonely and desolate.

"The assassin class can't bring out your potential," Ye Xiu said.

"Ah?" Potential? Qiao Yifan felt that this word was very unfamiliar to him.

"Try a ghost swordsman! One that mainly assists teammates, a陣鬼 (zhen gui, formation ghost) that specializes in ghost formations," Ye Xiu said.