It''s a lack of strength. Obviously, the skills of the giant god team are very overbearing. What bloody yellow sand, destruction and fluctuation, first-class and large-scale strong control skills are the proof of strong strength in the eyes of the awakened.


    However, such a strong strength was played to death by the Baihuang team. It seems that the other party hasn''t made much effort.


    Fu Yiping walked into the players'' lounge with a gloomy face.


    At first glance, the five main players of the giant god team looked like they were lost. It seemed that they had lost their energy and spirit in the game just now.


    Fu Yiping, who wanted to reprimand and came out with two typical examples, was a little blocked. Those words of reprimand were quietly swallowed.


    Since Ling Feng, the pillar of potential dug up by the giant god main team, grew into a senior awakener, when has it been so miserable?


    Scolding will not solve the problem, but will make the team members more depressed.


    "Tell me, what''s the problem? I saw at least three inexplicable mistakes, the most fatal of which was the one when Ling Feng helped protect the column. I think there must be a reason. As far as I know, Ling Feng won''t make such low-level mistakes."


    Fu Yiping opened his mouth and eased the stiff atmosphere in the lounge.


    Ling Feng said in a low voice, "I don''t know why. When I launched the rescue, my vision suddenly misplaced... I obviously sprint in the direction of Li Kexing, but when my vision recovered, I had hit the lamppost."


    Other players also complained.


    Li Kexing said, "president, Bai Huang''s team is very well prepared this time. Look at the puppet doll, the scarecrow who resists the injury for Bai Xiaowen. Should it be a rare prop?"


    Yan Bo: "it''s also suspicious that my magic cloak hit the illusion."


    Arcane Master Zhu Yuan: "yes, there are two unexplained shape shifting and transposition. This is definitely not their own combat skills. There is no such thing in the data."


    Fu Yiping frowned: "do you think the Baihuang team used a lot of props in the game just now?"


    Li Kexing nodded heavily: "yes, although it is not a powerful prop, it is a low-level prop with very practical effect. A little makes a lot, which forms our mistake."


    Fu Yiping nodded and said, "if it''s a prop, it''s not enough to be afraid, because the prop is a scarce thing after all, and it''s time to run out."


    Yan Bo said, "the other party''s use of so many props is another kind of cost. In the next game, we won''t give them a chance."


    Fu Yiping: "that''s right. In this situation, Yan Bo, you have to stand up and share some responsibilities for Ling Feng. As long as you can kill Bai Xiaowen, we''re still very sure to let one catch up with two."


    After psychological construction, the giant god team embarked on the journey again.


    In World War II, the real killing mode was drawn.


    In seven minutes.


    Fu Yiping looked gloomily at the big screen, on which the victory picture of the white Phoenix team looked very dazzling.


    Seven minutes, exactly seven minutes and twenty-three seconds, is also a game record of the real killing mode.


    The giant god team is abused again!


    He was ambushed by the other party again.


    Once again, they were manipulated by puppet dolls, illusions, hallucinations and other strange abilities!


    The two commentaries, some do not know what to say.


    Although we know that the victory of Baihuang team is a high probability event, the battle process is really unexpected.


    This is not like a game between two class a teams, but rather a massacre of class a teams against Class B teams. How to fight and how to win.


    Even if Fu Yiping is dull, he knows that this is definitely not what props can explain.


    "Evolutionist."


    Suddenly a voice sounded nearby.


    Fu Yiping looked sideways. He was talking to a tall and thin middle-aged man with a scrawny beard and wearing a funny old duck tongue hat, but under the shadow of the hat, his eyes were as frightening as owls.


    "Brother owl, what are you talking about, evolutionist?"


    Fu Yiping has great respect for the man with a duck tongue hat.


    The man named "Owl" grinned: "I mean, Bai Xiaowen''s fighting style is very much like an evolutionist. Although it is very young, it is not what the awakened can compete with."


    "Bai Xiaowen is already an evolutionist?" Fu Yiping was surprised. "It''s possible. He had completed a great unification long ago. This time he was silent. It must have completed another great unification three or four months after he went to the spirit world! This is a flagrant violation. Evolutionists are not qualified to participate in the awakened professional league!"


    The owl patted Fu Yiping on the shoulder: "brother, don''t you have a fever? A friendly hint, after choosing to promote the evolutionist, the strength on the earth will generally be suppressed; and you will leave the earth within a month."


    Fu Yiping suddenly woke up.


    Let''s not talk about the problem of power suppression.


    The one month deadline has decided that Bai Xiaowen cannot be promoted to an evolutionist.


    Otherwise, give up the playoffs of Serie A for this game? Give up the Super Cup? It''s impossible to think about it.


    Fu Yiping looked at the close-up of MVP on the big screen. Bai Xiaowen was in high spirits and murmured, "it''s not an evolutionist? Why is there an evolutionist means?"


    The owl said meaningfully, "I advise you to stop thinking about targeting him. Think about what it means to complete reunification in more than three months."


    Fu Yiping''s voice has a trace of bitterness: "leading... Unification."


    The owl nodded and said with a smile, "yes. At least it''s a quasi Lord level evolutionist... Well, we evolutionists don''t talk about templates. But his start must be very high."


    Then the owl said to the side Nunu, "I think your grandson is more suitable to lead the giant god guild than you."


    Fu Yi looked smoothly at the owl''s eyes and saw Fu Hongzheng sitting beside Li Beihai, holding a bag of topaz fruit popcorn in both hands, talking to Li Beihai.


    Seeing Li Beihai''s appearance, he didn''t walk away and was willing to sit down and talk to Fu Hong.


    Fu Yiping sighed: "it seems that I am really old."


    The owl smiled.


    Fu Yiping pointed to Bai Xiaowen on the big screen: "I want to know how far this young man can fly."


    The owl shrugged and said, "I don''t know. However, the water of the Star Alliance is very deep. Many so-called talents who rose from the earth originally have great ambitions. The final result is not very good... Compared with the local evolutors of the Star Alliance, the natural road is much narrower."


    After a pause, the owl said again, "but looking at the growth track of this young man, it is indeed beyond ordinary people''s understanding. Maybe there will be some extraordinary achievements, maybe."