The Strongest God

The training camp of the second-tier team is not as formal as that of the first-tier team. The level of the players is uneven. The captain and the main players do not have much time to manage newcomers like them in the training camp, and the coach's own level is not high.

Every time the captain leads the team to compete in other places, the newcomers in the training camp will take the opportunity to be lazy...

But he has never been lazy. He gets up earliest every day to attend training and goes to bed last at night, because he knows his biggest shortcoming - he is no longer young.

Unlike those sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys, they still have a lot of time and a lot of room for improvement. He was 21 years old when he was discovered. In the field of e-sports, many 21-year-olds are already god-level players in major teams, but at the age of 21, he has just started training at the youth academy.

He started too late. So he must race against time!

Unfortunately, hard work will not lead to success. The competitive field is always the cruelest place.

The Qiankun team's performance dropped significantly, and they eventually fell to the last place among the 16 teams. They must compete with the champions and runners-up of the National City Heroes Championship again to qualify for the next season.

Then, Team Qiankun met Team Xuelang.

This new team formed by the private sector has a sharp playing style, and the players move as fast as lightning, like wild wolves running in the snow. The Qiankun team was beaten to a pulp by them, and was eventually defeated by the Xuelang team with a tragic score of 8:0. Eliminated!

He still remembered that the members of Team Xuelang hugged each other excitedly after the game. A young player glanced disdainfully in the direction of Team Qiankun and said with a smile: This is the professional team. ah? That’s all!

There was a person who looked very similar to him patting him on the shoulder and said: Ajie, don't forget that this team is ranked last in the professional league.

The boy named Ajie scratched his head and said: Last place? No wonder, it’s as casual as a soft-footed shrimp, it’s so delicious!

The members of Team Qiankun who heard what the other party said were ashen-faced, and the captain even turned blue.

Being wiped out ten times by the team is simply a shame for a professional player!

Then, Fang Zhiyan, the captain of the Xuelang team, walked over gracefully and, out of etiquette, smiled and shook hands with them one after another.

Fang Zhiyan's polite smile was in sharp contrast to the disappointed look on the captain of Team Qiankun's face. This is the cruelty of competitive sports. The winner is the winner and the loser is the loser. No one will sympathize with the weak at all.

After that game, the investors of Team Qiankun finally decided to disband the team. After all, investors also want to make money when sponsoring a team, and no one is willing to engage in loss-making business. With Team Qiankun's performance, losing every game, and almost no hope, it is indeed time to disband.

The people in the team were beaten to the point of losing all confidence and had no fighting spirit to make a comeback.

The captain and vice-captain were disheartened and retired silently. No one among the main players was willing to continue playing in the professional league. Most of the team members chose to leave the professional circle to find another career. Those who still wanted to stay as professional players were the only ones left. Two people--

Seventeen-year-old Zhou Feifan, and him, twenty-two-year-old Jiang Shaoqing.

With the arrival of the new season, the information of all players who have returned to free agency will be displayed in the league information window for selection by major teams. Those ace players who have regained their free agency will naturally be snapped up at high prices, and newcomers like them are lucky enough to have someone to take them. To put it bluntly, Jiang Shaoqing felt that he was like an expiring product on sale at the entrance of a shopping mall.

Later, Zhou Feifan was accepted by the Qixingcao team, but Jiang Shaoqing was ignored until the end of the transfer period.

At the age of twenty-two, he is still a newcomer in the training camp and has never played a game. This is enough to scare away many team managers.

It is indeed too late to retrain at this age. Should he retire after just one year in the training camp? When major teams are looking for new players, their favorites are talented young players who can take over the main players to play games after a year or two of growth...

Older newcomers like him have already lost the chance to compete in the early stages.

Jiang Shaoqing could only choose to leave silently.

The manager of Team Qiankun gave him four thousand yuan, which was his last two months' salary. He couldn't even remember what he felt when he received the money. His fingers were so stiff that he could hardly hold the banknotes.

——A whole year of training camp experience, and a 5,000 yuan subsidy at the end, this is all he has in his career.

——You won’t make a difference if you go to that kind of rubbish third-rate team. Don’t be too fanciful. You still want to play in a professional league at your level?

What his friend said suddenly came to mind, and Jiang Shaoqing found himself speechless. He ran to training happily, and then left in a state of embarrassment... This was his whimsical ending.

That he is a professional player?

Yes, he did train in a professional team for a year.

Can you say he is professional? Even he himself didn't quite believe it.

A professional player who has never played a tournament? A professional player who has been in the training camp for a whole year and has never even met the captain a few times? A professional player who was not wanted at all during the transfer period and could only quietly leave with a salary of 4,000 yuan in the end?

Become a professional player...

What started as a dream now seems like a joke.

Jiang Shaoqing had long been discouraged and found another job to make ends meet. My current job is stable and my life is regular and peaceful. But he still couldn't let go of this game in his heart. He kept thinking about the blue and white Wudang Taoist robe and his Taoist Master Qingfeng.

He was too embarrassed to go back to the old district to play with those friends, so he chose to come to the new district.

This expansion pack update just happened to update the orange weapons of the 24 genres. He came to the new area just to change to orange weapons in the online game.

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Chapter 043, Wudang Sword Sect

Liu Chuan saw that Taoist Master Qingfeng didn't respond for a long time, so he typed over: It's okay if it's not convenient for you to say, I won't ask which team you are from. However, the new season is about to start. If you play online games like this, it will definitely affect the state of the game, right?

Jiang Shaoqing was silent for a moment and replied: It doesn't matter, I don't have to play the game.

Liu Chuan said in surprise: Are you a newcomer to the training camp?

Jiang Shaoqing said: Yes.

Seeing his words, Liu Chuan fell silent.

This Taoist Master Qingfeng plays with such a calm and steady style. If he were a master of a certain team, Liu Chuan would be impressed. But he said that he was from the training camp, but Liu Chuan didn't know. After all, the training camp is the reserve force of the team. Many newcomers in the training camp are undergoing special training in secret. Especially some shady captains deliberately hide the newcomers in the training camp and occasionally release them during the game to surprise people.

This guy is a newcomer to the training camp. Which team will he be from?

The other party was unwilling to tell, and it was not easy for Liu Chuan to inquire into other people's privacy.

After a moment of silence, Liu Chuan said: Actually, when I ask you these questions, I don't want to know about your background, but I want to re-arrange a time for you to go online without affecting your daily training.

Jiang Shaoqing asked: Appointed time? Do you want to form a permanent team?

Liu Chuandao: That's right. It is more reassuring to have a fixed team to play dungeons. The number of times in dungeons is limited. Calling people in the world will only waste everyone's time. At present, it’s just me, Wudu, Shaolin and you, the four of us will be fixed first. Since you are not participating in the competition, I am not worried about affecting you.

Jiang Shaoqing said: Yes, I understand.

Liu Chuan greeted in the team channel: Come on, everyone, how about we form a fixed team?

Li Xiang immediately sent a drooling expression: OK! Good fixed team! Teaming up with strangers to play dungeons is so exciting!

Wu Zewen also had no objection: Okay.

Liu Chuan smiled and said, I'm a student. I have free time on weekends. It's not easy to stay up late. What about you?

Li wanted to say: Wudu and I are also student members. We have to go to class in the future and we can't stay up too late. Our school has access restrictions, and the dormitory building closes at 12:30. I like to go to the Internet cafe, so I can only be online from 7 to 12 pm.

Wu Zewen said: Me too, I am with the master.

Liu Chuan thought for a while and said: Well, let's make an appointment from 8pm to 12pm for a fixed activity. You can arrange the rest of the time freely. Can you see if it works?

Li wanted to say: No problem at all!

Wu Zewen said: OK.

Jiang Shaoqing said: No problem.

Liu Chuan said: Then it’s a happy decision! Let's add each other as friends first.

Several people added each other as friends, and Liu Chuan added: Taoist priest, since we are going to form a fixed team, I want to get to know your level well so that I can plan strategies for different dungeons in the future. After level 50, you definitely have to settle on a certain style. What Wudang style do you play?

Jiang Shaoqing said: Wudang Sword Sect.

Liu Chuan was startled.

With his hand speed and style, how could he be a swordsman?

This professional player is a bit strange...

Liu Chuan thought for a while and said: Let's go to the east gate of Jiangling and let's have a fight and learn from each other.

Jiang Shaoqing also wanted to see the level of the Tang Sect, and soon rode his horse to the gate of Jiangling.

Playing a dungeon can only reveal a person's basic operations and consciousness. You can only know the true PK level by trying it yourself. Jiang Shaoqing also saw that the captain of the Tang Sect must have had training experience in a professional team. He still had no idea who he was.

The names of the players in the team were displayed in blue, and the three of them were immediately visible in the crowd. Tang Men was standing at the gate of Jiangling in dark blue clothes. Wudu stood quietly next to him with a small snake, but the Shaolin idiot was jumping around and playing Qinggong.

Famous for eternity, misty swamp, a master with ideals...

Weird names, these three are his regular teammates? It feels really subtle.

Jiang Shaoqing stopped in front of the three people, and Tangmen immediately sent an invitation——