Chapter 290 Unprecedented Reversal

In the group stages, Changkong's fierce momentum was repeatedly suppressed by Dynasty and Fish-Flavored Eggplant. Being highly anticipated was a double-edged sword. When Changkong's performance was not up to par, the media's opinions turned completely negative, unanimously predicting their failure and expressing pessimism about Changkong's chances of qualifying.

As a veteran team, Changkong's ability to withstand pressure was very strong. The number of viewers for the last few matches in Group A reached new heights, but in the match against Dynasty, Wang Hou Jiang Xiang (Kings and Generals) achieved a one-versus-four victory in the擂台 (Lei tai) competition. Dynasty climbed to the top of the group with a stable momentum, basically locking in their qualification. This left only one qualifying spot left, and Changkong's score dropped to fourth.

Amidst a chorus of negativity, the final round of matches began. Changkong's opponent was Fish-Flavored Eggplant, who was ranked second. The score difference between the two sides was very high. If Changkong wanted to replace them, they had to defeat Fish-Flavored Eggplant with an absolute advantage, defeating the opponent in the Lei tai competition by sacrificing at most two players. However, Fish-Flavored Eggplant was also a top-tier team, so Changkong obviously had little chance.

However, Changkong, who most viewers thought was already finished, staged a comeback in adversity. Players like Hao Tian seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, and the team battle was a perfect team wipe of Fish-Flavored Eggplant. Changkong was almost flawless in the Lei tai competition, crushing Fish-Flavored Eggplant into the ground. The "Three Carriages" (Yu Long Wu Jing Fei, Xiang Pen Pen De Xiong, Tai Yang Qie Zi) were dumbfounded by Changkong's sudden burst of power.

On the live broadcast screen, the barrage was in a frenzy every second, dense and surging like a sea. Both sides of the fans were gripping their hearts tightly, and every key turning point could cause the audience to exclaim.

Changkong's score soared, drawing even with Fish-Flavored Eggplant. In the end, Changkong surpassed Fish-Flavored Eggplant in the rankings based on their head-to-head record, qualifying in second place in the group.

"Changkong stages an earth-shattering comeback!"

"A clash of titans, Fish-Flavored Eggplant suffers a crushing defeat!"

"Changkong's momentum is like a rainbow, aiming for the sub-league championship!"

"Fish-Flavored Eggplant is eliminated, the glory of the former powerhouse is no more!"

"The qualifying spots for Group A have been decided, Dynasty and Changkong enter the divisional finals!"

Changkong's reversal and comeback caused an uproar on the forums. Changkong's fans were as excited as if it were New Year's. The media's formerly negative tone turned again, unanimously becoming filled with praise. No matter how unfavorable they were before the match, they would help whoever won.

Dynasty, Changkong, and Fish-Flavored Eggplant jointly held a post-match press conference. The reporters first congratulated Dynasty and Changkong on their qualification. The spokespersons of these two powerhouses spoke eloquently, making a series of appropriate remarks, roughly saying that they had performed steadily and thanked the audience for their support, and so on.

Finally, the reporter passed the baton to Fish-Flavored Eggplant and asked, "You were tragically eliminated and didn't make it to the final round. Do you have any thoughts?"

The spokesperson of Fish-Flavored Eggplant had a heavy expression and said, "This is not a good result, nor does it meet our expectations. During the competition, we made a lot of mistakes and should have done better. Changkong is a very strong team, and their strength is obvious to all..."

These were pre-written polite remarks. First, they admitted that they had not performed well, made a self-criticism, and apologized to the fans. This set was already a standard procedure. The reporter patiently listened, and was even too lazy to take notes.

Suddenly, the leader, Tai Yang Qie Zi (Sun Eggplant), stood up. Although he was ranked last in the nickname "Fish-Flavored Eggplant", he was the boss of the trio.

Tai Yang Qie Zi grabbed the spokesperson's microphone, interrupted the speech, met everyone's confused gazes, stared at Changkong next to him, and said in a deep voice, "I don't want to say bullshit like 'we've tried our best'. The fact is, I lost. I'm not reconciled. I'll win back next time. Hao Tian, we've both qualified for the top sixteen in the individual competition. If you meet me, you can wait to be shut out."

Hao Tian was very tough, "You can't beat me this time, and it's the same next time."

The two looked at each other, not giving an inch.

This kind of conversation with gunpowder had topicality, and the reporters became excited and hurriedly took notes.

The people from Dynasty next to them looked sideways. Their first place in the group had become a foil.

Tai Er Zi clenched his fists tightly, unconvinced, and said, "The reporters aren't interviewing us anymore. I might as well go challenge..."

Wang Hou Jiang Xiang's eyelids were fighting, as if he was dozing off. Hearing this, he slapped the back of Tai Er Zi's head with his hand, "Don't join in the fun."

Tai Er Zi slapped Wang Hou Jiang Xiang's hand away, with a look of dissatisfaction, "Why the hell did you hit me again? It's none of your business if I go challenge."

"You idiot, you didn't even make it to the top sixteen in the individual competition. What are you joining in on?" Wang Hou Jiang Xiang's tone was casual, instantly piercing Tai Er Zi's heart.

A cloud of angry red climbed onto his cheeks. Tai Er Zi glared at Wang Hou Jiang Xiang angrily, wishing he could first give him a Friendship Breaking Face Kick, and then a Return My Pretty Face Fist.

He felt that this was a naked mockery. Wang Hou Jiang Xiang had made it to the individual finals and was also the individual points champion, and was invited to participate in the international All-Star exhibition match, but he was eliminated. Tai Er Zi felt very uncomfortable.

At the same time, Temple was also holding a press conference. Temple was lucky and was placed in a relatively weak group. The team's score ranked first, and they were also invited to participate in the All-Star Game.

Li Ge spoke eloquently at the press conference, saying that they would definitely win glory for the country in international competitions, achieve honor, represent Huaxia in battles outside the country, and bring back trophies.

Temple regarded itself as the leader among the powerhouses, and Li Ge had always followed this "Huaxia representative team" route. Although he was ranked second among Huaxia players in the International Federation, Wang Hou Jiang Xiang, who was ranked first, was very low-key and had a sloppy and casual image, while Li Ge was handsome and strong, and his popularity was high, with a large number of fans.

His fans were mostly female, while Wang Hou Jiang Xiang's fans were almost all unkempt men. The two sides of the fans fought each other like a set, which could be called the annual drama. As long as Wang Hou Jiang Xiang and Li Ge had a head-on confrontation, this set of repertoire would be staged.

The teams and players who qualified for the regular season all held press conferences, and there were all kinds of attitudes, some shouting to win the championship, some low-key and conservative, showing the various aspects of the professional circle.

At this point, the list of divisional finals was released.

Top eight teams: Five teams from Huaxia - Dynasty, Changkong, Temple, Storm, Nine Gates. Three foreign teams - Sons of the Wind, Rage Beast, Orange Gold.

Top sixteen in the individual competition: Wang Hou Jiang Xiang, Tai Yang Qie Zi, Hao Tian, Li Ge, Kuang Dao, Jiang Yu Luo...

Looking at this list, Han Xiao smiled, a smile that was quite like an old farmer's harvest.

"Hehe, many of them are famous high-level players in my previous life." Han Xiao smiled, he paid attention to the competition for another reason, the professional league was an opportunity for him to select experts.

Being able to make it to the Haier Star Division Finals was talent, and they were good to talk to. Technician Han was preparing to take some powerful players to the interstellar world. This time, he was not just taking a few people, but a large group of players as his thugs and assistants!

They won't die, they can be resurrected, players are very useful helpers, although their strength is a little weak, but there is room for improvement in future versions. Although robots can also be used as cannon fodder, robots cost money!

Players are free!

Han Xiao was preparing to cultivate a group of family assets, starting from an early age, and he already had a preliminary idea.

Establish his own faction!

In version 1.0, players had no way to go to the interstellar world. If he provided this channel, even professional players would flock to it. Han Xiao had a lot of mission quotas, but it was not much when divided, which limited the number of players he could train. However, going to the interstellar world would allow players to contact a wider world, and there would be endless missions, which was very attractive to players, even more attractive than he himself, thus getting rid of the limitation of mission quotas.

Players going to the interstellar world first was equivalent to seizing the opportunity, and no one would not envy this opportunity. By the way, he could create another wave of presence and make a big news.

The selected players would spontaneously gather around him, developing a sense of identity, and Han Xiao already had a blueprint for the specific operation.

But how many players he could bring would depend on the actual situation.

In the secret base, Han Xiao got up from the sofa and came to the equipment warehouse, entered the password.

A metal wall folded open, revealing a transparent glass cylinder filled with gel solution, inside was the never-used Teng Snake Mech.

"It's about time, it's time to go."

He pressed the button, the colloid was discharged, and a cold light flashed across the surface of the Teng Snake Mech.