"Huh? You went all in?"

"You're not planning to keep anything?"

"You know, even if you want to lose on purpose, sometimes things don't go as planned!"

Lin Yi shook his head, "The biggest surprise should've been in the first round."

"Now that I lost the first round, my subsequent opponents will naturally think I'm not that strong."

"Fear comes from the unknown."

"So, starting from the second round, they probably won't surrender before the fight even begins. By then, I won't have to pretend as much."

Nangong Ling said nothing.

"But I'm not planning to bet anymore. It was just for fun. If I get caught, it'll be troublesome."

"But don't worry, I'll carry on your all-in spirit to the end."

...

Three days passed.

The Pan-Asian Youth Professional Peak Competition individual event's positioning stage is now completely over.

In the evening.

In the Xia team's break room.

Zhao Enquan was holding a notebook, having a meeting with all the teammates.

"The three-day competition ended, and our results are fairly good."

"Eight people successfully entered the upper group."

"One person entered the middle group."

At this point, Zhao Enquan glanced at a young man sitting in the corner.

The young man was named Ding Yue.

An archer-type professional.

The team's role is also a damage dealer.

On the third day, during the match in the afternoon, he unfortunately lost to East Japan's number two player.

It's not really something shameful.

But Ding Yue seems to have a very strong sense of pride.

After the loss, he has been quite unhappy.

Now being singled out by the coach, he felt even more embarrassed.

"There's also one more..."

"In the lower group."

Zhao Enquan didn't dwell too much on Ding Yue's matter.

Instead, he looked at Lin Yi.

The other nine people, including Ding Yue, all looked at Lin Yi, who sat at the forefront of the ten.

Their expressions varied.

After losing three days straight, entering the lower group with zero wins.

It's kind of a historical first for Xia.

Ding Yue suddenly raised his hand high.

Zhao Enquan: "Ding Yue, what's up?"

Ding Yue stood up, somewhat indifferently said, "Mr. Zhao, I just want to propose a change of captain."

"Currently, our captain's skills don't match this position."

Zhao Enquan's face darkened, "Ding Yue, sit down!"

"Do you want to be the captain?"

Being reprimanded by Zhao Enquan, Ding Yue thought Zhao Enquan was shielding Lin Yi, and immediately got angrier.

He not only didn't sit down but raised his voice even more.

"Sir! I don't want to be the captain. I propose Yinglong to continue as captain!"

"For the past three days with our new captain, I haven't seen any capability from him worthy of holding this position!"

"I even suspect he got into our team through connections!"

"To speak frankly, if he can't get a trial tower slot in the individual competition himself, and he wants to rely on our team competition to give him a slot, I'll be the first to disagree!"

"We clearly have so many people, and we've waited so many years to get a chance to compete!"

"Why should we give it to him!"

Ding Yue, like a cannonball barrage, vented all the resentment in his heart at once.

"Shut up! Enough!"

"How many times I've said, you are a team, unity is most important!"

"Don't say things that harm unity in the future!"

Zhao Enquan pressed Ding Yue's shoulder and made him sit down.

Lin Yi also sighed inwardly.

Even though Ding Yue said those things about him, Lin Yi didn't actually blame him.

Over the past three days, overwhelming public opinion has been criticizing the entire Xia team.

As the captain, he suffered three consecutive defeats.

Lin Yi could easily imagine the kind of public pressure Zhao Enquan, the honorary coach, was enduring.

And what the other players might be thinking.

Seeing him as someone who got in through high-level connections is a perfectly normal assumption.

"After all, competition is about real combat. Occasional poor performance is fine, as long as you can adjust."

"But Lin Yi, you're in the lower group now. When the knockout starts tomorrow, many people will choose you as their opponent."

"If you lose, you'll really be eliminated."

Zhao Enquan was actually reminding Lin Yi.

If he kept performing poorly and losing inexplicably, there would be no hope.

Lin Yi lifted his head, "Mr. Zhao, I've caused you trouble the past three days."

"For some reasons I can't discuss, I couldn't secure a victory."

"But starting tomorrow."

"I won't lose again."

"This year, I'll make sure all 10 tower slots remain with Xia!"

Lin Yi finished speaking.

The room fell silent.

Even Ding Yue, who had just criticized Lin Yi, found himself swallowing his words after hearing Lin Yi's statements.

The aura that Lin Yi exuded at that moment.

Was worlds apart from the impression they had formed over the past three days!

They previously felt something inexplicable about this captain.

As though he was "dispensable!"

If you didn't pay special attention to him, you'd subconsciously ignore his presence even if he stood before you.

Apart from that, their first impression of Lin Yi was: not strong, very weak.

This impression was elusive and mysterious.

Somehow it could unknowingly alter your way of thinking.

This is the horror of obscuring fate and altering destiny.

However, just after Lin Yi declared he would never lose again.

Everyone felt the mist that enveloped this captain dispersed at that moment.

He revealed an unprecedented fierce edge!

This kind of edge, they've only seen in top-tier experts.

He changed!

He truly changed!

Guo Yinglong also spoke up, "The lower group doesn't mean anything, not for true strongmen."

"They still have the ability to win the championship!"

"Captain, I believe in you."

Sitting behind Ding Yue, at the end of the team, a short-statured boy also smiled, "Captain, actually, I saw long ago that you haven't shown your real strength."

"I believe in you too!"

The short boy's name is Guan Xingwu, and he is also the youngest.

Only 18 years old.

Even younger than Lin Yi by a few months.

For a moment, the atmosphere of the entire Xia team didn't feel so tense anymore.

Zhao Enquan breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew all too well how much a team's strength could be influenced by the overall atmosphere and psychology.

Lin Yi's words brought him great comfort.

"Good! That's the spirit we need!"

Zhao Enquan checked his watch, clapped his hands, and said, "It's getting late, everyone go back to your dorms to rest."

"If there's anything, come to 309 to find me."

"Do your best tomorrow!"

"Dismissed!"

Lin Yi returned to his dorm, exhaled deeply.

These past three days, to be honest, have been somewhat frustrating for him.

Luckily, it was only necessary to lose three games; tomorrow he could steamroll over the others.

The tough days have passed.

Next, he will become infallible and achieve divine greatness!

Ding dong!

The doorbell rang.

Lin Yi opened the door to find Nangong Ling.

Then, Nangong Ling's voice echoed in his mind.

"Today's bets are settled."

"How much do you think you've won now?"

Nangong Ling didn't keep him in suspense.

She directly transmitted a screenshot to Lin Yi using Divine Sense.

The string of numbers on the screenshot left Lin Yi speechless.

How much???!

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