The Lost Land of Gold

Two days later, the first day of the playoffs.

If the atmosphere at the Challenge was lively, the atmosphere at the playoffs could almost only be described as boisterous, with people coming and going, and everywhere floating machines hanging virtual banners, blasting electronic fireworks, and making a big deal about their teams.

"Please support the Ka Bala Guild! It will not disappoint!"

"Gambler's Union, Gambler's Paradise, Fully Loaded!"

The first day of the playoffs, there are four games, so a total of four viewing pools, eight into four of the four games in this round, although the order is different, but in the case of the game time can not be determined, everyone basically have the same time at the same time, that is to say, if you want to see the whole game, each viewer to be basically can only choose one to two games to watch.

Now on every viewing pool the guilds are all setting off fireworks to draw the spectators' eyes over, and the spectators are discussing and agonizing over which viewing pool they're going to go to watch the game.

"Killer Sequence against the Invisible Cloak Guild, and Spades is sure to be in the ring, so there's not much to see here."

"The Gambler's Guild game is a bit interesting, this year the Gambler's Guild was ranked fifth, but the second-ranked King's Guild was squeezed out, so they moved up to fourth, and got the right to draw the Paradise □□□□ which is not too far away from them, and the winner hasn't been decided yet... well, you can think about going to take a look... ..."

"Ka Bala is playing the Deer Hunters, right? The Deer Hunters are double majors this year and have been going strong since mid-season and are currently ranked second, so it's going to be hard for Ka Bala to win."

"But to say that the most interesting game of the eight to four is really still-"

All the spectators surrendered their eyes to the same viewing pool - it was a little too quiet above this one compared to the others that were constantly broadcasting commercials and blasting fireworks, there was nothing on it, but that didn't stop this one from being one of the most crowded by far.

"It's an old tradition that Golden Dawn doesn't like publicity." A puzzled audience member asked, "How come this dark horse is not publicized even this year? Didn't you say Charles is secretly investing in it? Can Charles, the peacock, tolerate his dark horse making it to the playoffs so quietly?"

"Last year when the Killer Sequence he was rooting for made the playoffs, Charles guy was laying the Killer Sequence hype all over the TV zones."

"Could it be ......" a viewer tries to answer, "that Charles doesn't like this dark horse too much this year? After all, the playoffs were a loss to the Killer Sequence, and a late championship win would be less likely."

"I don't think so." A spectator retorted, looking at the pool percentage count panel outside the viewing pool, on which the Wandering Circus was riding high, almost equal to Golden Dawn, and spoke with some difficulty, "...... Did it ever occur to any of you that Charles isn't betting on publicity simply because the Wandering Circus might not be needed anymore?"

"With this approval rating, there's no need for too much publicity campaigning anymore."

This spectator murmured softly in a trance-like manner as he kept making his way to the steady stream of people in the viewing pool of the Wandering Circus versus Golden Dawn:

"They are, by now, known to no one and no one at all."

Inside the second viewing pool.

Wang Shun stands up and walks back and forth, taking deep breaths as he does so, and after the host shouts for both tacticians to come forward and shake hands, he takes a heavy deep breath, and like a string stretched to the breaking point, his entire back is taut and he looks straight at Bai Liu, who has risen up and taken off his gloves and is ready to come forward.

"...... is going to kick off." Wang Shun said in a hard voice.

"Don't be so nervous." Bai Liu smiles, "Didn't we agree on tactics a long time ago?"

"It's just a game."

Wang Shun nods and exhales slowly, "Yeah, a group game, won't be playing pairs or singles."

The eight teams that made it to the playoffs this year all played surprisingly well, with their entire roster solidly within the line of exemption, and in an intense rivalry as brutal as the playoffs, where solo popularity isn't needed, after earning an exemption, almost all of the teams would only make one choice - to abandon the wasted energy and exemption of solo matches and duo matches, which were a waste of energy and popularity matches, and attack straight into the group matches that would determine the winner of the tournament.

"Although we are not as good as them intelligence-wise and we don't have a shield position, but because of that, we don't need shield players to protect us and our overall movement speed will be far faster than theirs." Bai Liu raised his eyes, "Our main tactic early on was to spread out our position, avoid head-on confrontations, and quickly collect copies and information on their skills."

On the other end, Georgia, who was straightening the cuffs of his uniform, spoke in a calm tone, "Since they are unfamiliar with our skills and have no shield position, they will most likely adopt the strategy of running the map quickly and spreading out to avoid us."

"This will limit the protection range of our [Shield] position and also allow us to gather information as quickly as possible."

"So we're going to have to strike early and fast to send off their ace player for this one before they run the map and familiarize themselves with the full copy map and the key to game passage."

"Whichever side gets the clues to the copies faster will win."

Georgia looked up to Armand who was standing across from him, " - This is a speed-based battle, do you, as our main offensive player, know who the core player is that you're going to snipe?"

"And they're bound to go on a crazy early onslaught to send away our most important players." Bai Liu looks to Mu Sicheng, "It's a speed rush confrontation, do you know what kind of responsibility you have in this game?"

Mu Sicheng took a deep breath as he clenched his fist that turned into a monkey's paw, "Got it."

Armand raised his eyes and the butterfly resting on his shoulder flapped its wings lightly, "On command."

"As a thief, run with all your might to escape from that dangerous hurricane they brought with them." Bai Liu calmly ordered.

"As a member of the team, use all your pursuit to keep that restless thief in the middle of your hurricane." Georgia said faintly.

After they finished, they turned around and stepped onto the stage, walking step by step towards each other and to the center of the big screen, both shaking hands very politely and courteously, the calm atmosphere contrasting with the host's intense screaming:

"Guys! It's a tough matchup between the strong dark horse that won against the King's Guild, the Wandering Circus, and our perennial powerhouse, Golden Dawn!"

"And the first win-or-go-home game to open this year's playoffs!"

"Who on earth will win! Let's wait and see!"

Bai Liu glances up at Georgia across the room.

Up close, Georgia's unconsciously overpowering nobility was even more compelling, and although it seemed as if the man was suppressing some of his minor habits, some of the details still showed that the man had been educated in quite good and even harsh social etiquette - from the angle of his eyes when looking at people, the posture of his handshake, and even the angle between his toes and the tips of his toes , all seemed to be as decent as if they had been ordered to practice a thousand times, as if they had already engraved these manners into their bones, and still did not lose their poise in the face of an enemy like him.

With just one glance, Bai Liu made a definition in his mind - this captain of Golden Dawn would definitely not curse or talk pre-match trash.

It's really hard to imagine this kind of person who seems to be a materialization of the word [elegant and noble] fighting with people in blood on the field.

"You've already met me." Georgia held out her hand, palm up, and looked down at Bai Liu, "Georgia, Captain Golden Dawn."

"Bai Liu." Bai Liu smiled and reached out for a handshake, "Captain of the Wandering Circus."

"Captain Georgia, who do you think is faster, the wind or the man?" Bai Liu laughed softly and asked himself, "I think people are faster."

Georgia straightened up unhurriedly, her tone calm, "I think the one who can make wind is the fastest."

"Then it seems we have different views." Bai Liu said with a smile, "But there's no need to argue now."

"We'll get the answer to that question at the end of this game."

The host waved his hand and ordered with a passionate roar, "Will both tacticians please return to their positions, the match, now begins!"

Bai Liu walked towards the entrance next to the big screen, with Mu Sicheng behind him, Bai Liu walked forward with his eyes straight ahead while calmly ordering, "Once the opponent enters the field, he will come to control our whole team, before that I will try to create a gap for you to go out and run the map, but after you run out, the opponent will definitely release people to chase you. "

"The man who's chasing you, you know who it is."

When Mu Sicheng heard this, he subconsciously glanced back at the Golden Dawn team that was also entering the arena not far away from the opposite side of the field, and then paused.

The guy with the short brown ear-length hair turned his head this way and was staring at him with a good eye while looking cold as he made his way inside.

This person's pupils don't waver as if they were dead when he stares, and his sight is focused to the point of being creepy, almost allowing Mu Sicheng to detect the meaning within the eyes the moment this person meets his eyes.

-[You can run, but I'll catch you.]

Mu Sicheng was stared at and his scalp exploded, showing his teeth at the other side to threaten, being turned around by Bai Liu calmly screwing his head, "Don't mess up before you even go in, the secret of a thief running fast but thinking that the other side must not be able to catch up with you, if you can't keep your mind on the right track it's a very simple thing for Armand to catch up with you. "

"If he's going to catch up with you, circle back to me and I'll think of something."

"But when I come back, I'll also bring back Armand, the core of the other team's output, right?" Mu Sicheng frowned and quickly objected, "Your pressure will skyrocket."

"Yes." Bai Liu didn't deny it, "The fact that the opponent doesn't have a CD is going to put a lot of pressure on us, so while you're running the map to gather clues in return to me, it's best to also play a roaming position at the same time - hanging off the opponent's main attacker."

"But without being sure of the copy and the skills of the rest of the opposing team, all of our tactics are based on current intelligence."

Bai Liu looked up at the entrance to the game in front of him, "Everything, subject to my orders once inside."

[...... is loading the game ......]

[System alert: Both players logged into the game "The Lost Kingdom of Gold"]

[(Golden Dawn) vs. (Wandering Circus), a five-player team match, officially begins].