The King’s Moment

The table was quiet for a while, and the four of them all looked at He Yu. After watching for a while, Mo Xian regained his senses, did not say anything, and continued to eat.

"What's wrong?" He Yu asked.

"Take them to fight KPL!" Zhou Mo re-emphasized the word "to bring" four times the accent of what happened just now.

"I've heard of ranking points, but this is the first time with KPL." Su Ge also sighed.

"Young man, are you floating?" Gao Ge asked.

Although everyone already knows He Yu's ability, the dashing word "bring" usually means crushing when placed in the game. It is undoubtedly quite inappropriate to put it in the top competition of KPL, the glory of the king.

"No, no, I mean, the hard power of the Jiange team is still slightly not enough. Although the use of strategy and tactics can improve the combat power, but it is almost meaning to win the championship. After all, it is KPL." It was also a bit down, and I hurriedly explained.

"Win the championship..." Zhou Mo was speechless again after hearing this. He is always worried about whether he can pass the selection and stay in the draft until the end and become a professional player. But why do you encounter this? I am thinking about winning the championship. This situation is really bigger than myself.

Singing loudly, after listening to the explanation of He Yu, I was very relieved: "It seems that you are not swollen, you are still very clear."

"That can't." He Yu smiled, knowing why Gao Ge said this. The strength of the players in the youth training competition is already quite top-notch in the glory of the king. He Yu did not lose the slightest in the confrontation with them, leading the 6 teams to win, and the ability is one level higher than that of ordinary rookies. Obviously.

With such outstanding performance, he just said "Bring KPL" again. Gao Ge was really worried about whether He Yu was inflated, thinking that he could still sweep the army like this when he arrived at KPL. But He Yu's next explanation made her immediately understand that He Yu was sober. His "belt" only refers to the "belt" that Jiange still acts as the command and leads the field like in Team 6. And being able to realize that he "cannot move" shows that he has not underestimated the real professional team. He knows that his ability is higher than the new crowd, but he is not so prominent in the professional circle.

Because he always knew where his abilities came from. It is through watching the game carefully and carefully, learning from the many teams and players like KPL.

He Yu will always observe and study them carefully and carefully, instead of underestimating them.

Outside the restaurant.

The left Jiange coach Lin Jiacan was full of ideas given by He Yu. In less than a minute after he was separated from He Yu, a rudiment appeared in his mind. He just wanted to quickly find a quiet place, organize his thoughts, carefully sort out the most feasible plan, and then communicate with the team. After all, this will overturn their original plan for the new season, and he can't be alone.

Just as he was burying his head and walking quickly, and suddenly a figure was blocked in front of him, Lin Jiacan looked up, Yang Mengqi.

"Where is Coach Lin going to fly like this?" the captain of the Weichen team asked carelessly.

"Go back to the room." Lin Jiacan replied casually.

"So anxious to go back to the room? What's in the room?" Yang Mengqi smiled.

"Nothing, sleepy, go back and squint for a while." Lin Jiacan said.

"Walking so fast, have you passed all the hardship when you go back?" Yang Mengqi said.

Lin Jiacan still knows Yang Mengqi quite well, it's just Yang Mengqi's appearance. Yang Mengqi was walking across from him on such a spacious avenue. He had no ulterior motives if he had nothing to say about it. But at the moment Lin Jiacan really doesn't want to talk to Yang Mengqi here, and simply asks: "Is there anything wrong with Team Yang?"

"Is Coach Lin still holding the first draft pick?" Yang Mengqi, who hadn't been serious just now, immediately asked the question seriously.

"Still." Lin Jiacan said.

"What about the desired goal, is it accurate?" Yang Mengqi asked again.

"Forget it," Lin Jiacan said.

"Wish to hear more!" Yang Mengqi continued to look serious. But this question is really a bit irrational. Can you just tell him about the draft operation of the Jiange team? More details?

"I just don't plan to trade for the time being." Lin Jiacan smiled. He knew that his answer should be enough to stop Yang Mengqi from being wordy.

"Huh?" Yang Mengqi was surprised, but soon he looked disapproving: "Why, don't these big teams have a qualified player who can be in the eyes of Coach Lin? This is too miserable!"

"That's not true, it's just that I suddenly had some other thoughts. Let's not talk more with Team Yang, I'll go first, see you this afternoon." Lin Jiacan left without looking back after speaking.

Yang Mengqi didn't pay attention to it, and he couldn't stick to Lin Jiacan in the street and not let people leave, but Lin Jiacan said that he didn't plan to trade for the time being.

"Really?" Yang Mengqi was a little surprised at the pace of Lin Jia Canfei's departure.

Want to trade, this is a clear signal from Jiange. This first pick is the sweetheart of the draft. This signal is released, and I don't know how many teams have been with Lin Jiacan. But he doesn't need to worry. The completion of this exclusive resource will allow him to wait for the price.

However, not ready to trade...

This news goes out, I don't know how many teams' draft plans will be messed up. Yang Mengqi can be sure that the teams that have an ambition for the first pick are definitely trying to sort out their own and find feasible trading plans these days, and any one of these trading plans is related to the team's team strategy for the next season. Suddenly there is no possibility of this kind of trade, so how many teams have to redo the plan? Some teams may even have done some preliminary work for this, but now they are all in vain?

Another important point is...A team that has a strong ambition for the first draft pick is bound to win against one of the newcomers this season. But if the first draft pick is left in the hands of the Jiange team for execution, the rookie drafted will not know how many teams will be beaten.

"It's messing up." Yang Mengqi stood still on the side of the road, muttering to himself here. While thinking about the possible changes, another group of people came to face him, five in a row, and it was the six teams that had finished their meal.

"Ah!" Zhou Mo, who was a fan of Yang Mengqi, lost his voice first.

Then continue to move forward and meet.

"Team Yang..." Everyone greeted this big-name senior.

"He Yu." Yang Mengqi directly clicked on He Yu's name.

"Ah?" He Yu was surprised. He thought of hello, nodded and swiped across each other. Unexpectedly, Yang Mengqi clicked on him and had to stop.

"Are you interested in coming to our Weichen, your brother and I are iron porcelain!" Yang Mengqi said.

"Huh?" He Yu was stunned. Unexpectedly, he would encounter such a straightforward inquiry, and he would directly throw out He Liang's relationship. Yang Mengqi's style is really like his Guan Yu's. As soon as the Blade and Iron Cavalry entered the field, He Yu's thinking was a little confused.