Chapter 410: The forward is already so weak, can he be further weakened?

In the slightly cramped lounge, the lights were dim and seemed like they would go out at any time, adding a bit of depression to the entire space.

The lawyer sat in the corner, his brows furrowed and a look of annoyance written all over his face.

His eyes wandered between his teammates, and as he listened to their complaints, the dissatisfaction in his heart grew stronger.

He really doesn't like the atmosphere in the team now. Once something happens, teammates will only put pressure on each other. Once someone makes a mistake, they will be ruthlessly blamed when they come back.

The problem is that the supervision in this game is really strong.

He really wanted to ask these teammates, when facing a special skill player like Crazy Eyes, what chances do they have of winning?

It's totally meaningless to just keep making sarcastic remarks here.

Sometimes, when you meet a true master, the feeling of oppression is hard to resist. Isn’t this an obvious truth?
The lawyer waved his hand impatiently, a move that momentarily stunned his teammates.

"Do you want to see who is regulating the game?"

"Although we are not from the same country, I really like Chen Ke. Can't you talk to him?"

"This opportunity is really rare. I usually can't even get a chance to play solo, and survival teams from all over the world are all thinking about playing a game with Chen Ke. You are really lucky today!" A teammate's eyes flashed with excitement.

"To be honest, Chen Ke has never played opera before, but it is still considered a unique skill. This is really strong."

Everyone was talking at once, and their admiration for Chen Ke was evident in their words.

……

Listening to his teammates' words, the lawyer was slightly stunned, his eyes full of confusion.

He subconsciously looked back and suddenly realized that the post-match competition had not yet ended.

He saw three teammates standing on the stage, dancing with excitement and talking to Chen Ke non-stop.

After leaving the ring after the game, there was no way to go back. At this time, the lawyer could only watch them talking and laughing with Chen Ke after the game.

At this moment, he could only stare blankly, his eyes revealing a hint of regret, and he even subconsciously looked at his companions around him.

His companion felt his gaze and just shook his head slightly with a wry smile on his face.

"There's no way. We've tried it before."

The lawyer stared at the stage intently, his previous displeasure having vanished.

Just like what the teammate just said, many people are not from the same country as Chen Ke, but that does not prevent them from admiring and liking Chen Ke.

He had never told anyone that he liked Chen Ke, and now the lawyer's silent face was full of regret.

At this time, he just looked at the ring quietly, watching Chen Ke chat with them for a while and then leave the ring.

There was nothing he could do but save the game.

This was my idol beating me!
This was also the first time he felt uncomfortable with his lack of strength.

If he were a little stronger, he would be able to fight with Chen Ke for a longer time.

If I can stay away for a little longer, will it be possible for my idol to remember me a little?

Chen Ke didn't know what the lawyer was thinking. As soon as he got off the stage, he saw everyone in the Longguo training room staring at him.

"Brother Ke is too strong. Would the owner of the manor dare not cut him if he saw this?"

"The appearance of Ke Ge makes the opera singer, who is already a supermodel, even better."

"These are four S cards!"

Everyone was very emotional. When they saw the four S cards, they couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat for Chen Ke.

But Chen Ke really made the already superb opera even more superb.

"Right, it won't be cut at all, it's just that some people are better at it." After Chen Ke finished, he spread his hands to everyone. How could something that has never been cut change because of his appearance?
But as soon as Chen Ke finished speaking, he saw everyone looking at him strangely.

"What a joke! Cut it off!" Zhongli Zhupu came to Chen Ke and said in a low voice.

"Hmm?" Chen Ke looked up at him puzzledly.

Cut it?

when?
"Just now, when you were still fighting, we outside saw the manor owner adjust the opera singers into the queue." Zhongli's expression was very strange.

In the past, Chen Ke always called him the Turtle of the Wishing Well, but at that time he tried his best to refute that he was not.

But every time I make a wish, it will come true.

This time, he looked at Chen Ke and pointed at the two of them. "Now, we are the same."

"They are all bastards from the wishing well."

"It's just that the directions of our wishes are different." Zhongli analyzed seriously.

Chen Ke stared at the arena in a daze. Sure enough, when he looked at the previous information column, he saw a new piece of content added to it.

[Opera Singer Adjustment and Changes (in progress) The time to destroy the wooden board has been increased by 0.2 seconds;
The duration of the second stage afterimage is reduced from 11 seconds to 10 seconds.
The acceleration effect of entering a shadow zone other than the current one is reduced from 50% to 45%;

Shadow Recall cooldown increased from 17 seconds to 20 seconds.

Chen Ke stared at the changes, confusion flashing in his eyes.

“Did this just get changed?”

After seeing everyone nod in affirmation, Chen Ke just remained silent for a moment and stared at everyone, "I don't believe it's because of me."

"There is no such coincidence in the world!" Zhongli said affirmatively.

He used to say the same thing. At that time, he won whatever he opened in the box, and everyone teased him that he was a turtle in the wishing well.

No matter how he resisted, Chen Ke refuted his words forcefully.

He said it was a coincidence, but Chen Ke said no, saying there was no such coincidence in the world.

Now, it was finally his turn to return these words to Chen Ke exactly as they were.

"I don't believe it." Chen Ke continued to shake his head. He refused to admit it!

"It's because the opera is so supermodel, and I just happened to be stuck at this adjustment point."

"Look at me, I've fought so many, why didn't I whittle others before?"

"Because none of us have made a wish before!" Zhongli said affirmatively.

"If everyone had wished to be weakened before, it would definitely be weakened if you went up and fought again." Zhongli still refused to let Chen Ke go.

This bastard doesn't want to be alone!
Chen Ke shook his head vigorously. He didn't want to share the same title with Zhongli!
"Okay, then I'll go play another game." Chen Ke looked at Zhong Li, "I don't believe it. I'm playing as a forward this time. I don't believe that forwards also need to be adjusted."

After these words were spoken, even Zhongli stopped talking.

He frowned tightly, because in his opinion, the forward was already very weak.

The forward position is already very weak in high-scoring games.

If the supervisor brings a fast pull and forces the forward to move, he can quickly consume his props.

The forward was far away from the supervisor, but the supervisor could still hear the sound of the ball being pulled and react quickly to put the person on the balloon down.

The forward is already so weak, can he still be weakened?

At this moment, he also felt that the weakening of the opera singer might really be a coincidence.

(End of this chapter)

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