Chapter 1168 Preparing to Face the Irritable Outer Skin
Chapter 1168 Preparing to Face the Irritable Outer Skin
Fantasy Westward Journey has always been a place where miracles are born, and these so-called miracles are mostly related to the identification of various equipment.
However, in top-level competitions, the difficulty of an underdog achieving an upset is extremely high, even beyond people's imagination. Ultimately, in the top-level competitions of Fantasy Westward Journey, equipment remains a significant determining factor.
When there's a significant gap in both hardware and command, relying on luck to achieve an underdog victory is extremely difficult.
Not to mention, in this competition, the Mapo Tofu team did not continue their previous good luck, and was even greatly countered by the anonymous family in terms of formation.
Thus, a one-sided and brutal massacre came to light.
With 26 rounds, this was the shortest match in the round of 16 so far. There was not much suspense as the Anonymous Family swiftly defeated the Mapo Tofu Team, becoming the fourth team to advance to the top eight.
The clash in the upper bracket was largely predictable, with the advancement of the three powerhouse teams already expected.
As for the clash between the Donghai family and the Huangdao family, initially everyone thought it would be a 40/60 split, with either side having a chance of advancing.
Compared to the battles in the upper bracket, the matches in the lower bracket were clearly more captivating.
After all, the lower half of the bracket also has three top-tier teams, and these three teams are far more famous than the three teams in the upper half.
The Prosperous Family goes without saying; they are currently the undisputed number one family and the only team to have achieved a three-peat in the Martial God Altar, winning championships in the Elite Group, Divine Might Group, and Heavenly Origin Group. They are in a class of their own and are the most renowned team among the six major powerhouse teams.
The Forbidden City Maple Team, the winners of the second Heroes' Martial Arts Tournament, and Maple himself is one of the most famous whales in Fantasy Westward Journey, with a very brilliant resume in the past.
It can be said that Feng Shao's team is just as famous as the Fan Hua family.
As for the ruthless family of Baihua Village, it goes without saying that this was once a legend in Fantasy Westward Journey, a king team in the hearts of countless veteran players. Even now, after the reboot, the name of Baihua Village's Wei Shao is still well-known and still has many fans.
Especially now, the ruthless family of Baihua Village is as strong as ever. Although they did not win the championship title in the previous competition, they still made it into the top four.
Of the top four teams from the previous Martial God Altar Tianyuan Group, three are now in the lower bracket, making the competition extremely fierce.
"Phew, get ready, we'll play our first match tomorrow!" Feng Jun said, looking at the people around him.
"Okay, everyone, let's do our best tomorrow. Even though our opponents aren't that strong, we still need to take it seriously!" Zhou Yu chimed in, looking at everyone.
Just as Zhou Yu said, tomorrow the Prosperous Family will face off against the volatile team behind the Mingxiuyuan server.
Although the current "Raging Outer Skin" is no longer as glorious as it once was, and its team barely made it into the top 16, in terms of overall strength, the "Raging Outer Skin" team is not comparable to the "Prosperous Family".
Even so, both Feng Jun and Zhou Yu had long since abandoned their contempt.
As the saying goes, even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit, let alone a team with a fiery exterior. They are not rabbits; they are far more formidable than rabbits.
"Understood!" everyone said in unison.
The next day at noon, Feng Jun got up early and sat in front of the computer watching the battles of the volatile outer skin team. A serious and earnest look flashed in his eyes.
Feng Jun didn't even notice when Shen Lin'er came to his side.
It wasn't until Shen Lin'er placed the prepared food on the computer desk that Feng Jun snapped out of his focused state.
"Feng Jun, didn't you watch the 'Raging Outer Skin' team's martial arts competition all night yesterday? Why are you watching it again today? The competition is this afternoon, you should relax a little and not be so tense!" Shen Lin'er glanced at Feng Jun, whose face looked a little haggard, and a hint of heartache flashed in her eyes.
Before every major competition, Feng Jun would always do the same thing: not only would he suspend his usual live streams, but he would also lock himself in the live stream room and keep watching his opponent's fight recordings. Sometimes he would even watch a recording three or five times.
People used to think that Feng Jun got to where he is today just by luck, and that's true. After all, Feng Jun relied on the good stuff that often came out in his live stream, the top strength of the Fan Hua Clan, and his own unbeatable equipment to completely lock in the title of the number one player in Fantasy Westward Journey.
However, many people did not see Feng Jun's seriousness and dedication to major competitions, especially in increasingly crucial competitions, where Feng Jun put in just as much effort as others.
After all, Feng Jun is now one of the commanders of the prosperous family, and he often puts in much more effort than many others in order to win.
They even reached the point of neglecting to eat and sleep on many occasions.
"It's alright! I'm just consolidating my strength. After all, it's a round of sixteen to eight, and I don't want to be upset! But after watching a lot of the 'Raging Outer Skin' team's matches these past few days, I'm still very confident in winning this match!" Feng Jun grinned, revealing a set of big white teeth, and pulled Shen Lin'er into his arms.
“I was worried that you were too tired lately. These days you’ve been watching martial arts competitions all the time, and it seems like you haven’t done anything else!” Shen Lin’er didn’t struggle and looked at Feng Jun with her bright eyes.
"Where am I tired? There's an old saying, 'Whether you're tired or not, look at how many 25,000-kilometer-long trains our ancestors did!' Compared to the older generation, what I've done is nothing. And it's not like I've been sitting in front of the computer all the time without any exercise."
"Look, I just did a hundred push-ups, and my arms are a little sore!" Feng Jun said with a light laugh.
"You're just being stubborn. Hurry up and eat. Try the cola chicken wings I made today, the stir-fried pork with chili peppers, and this fish-flavored eggplant. I asked Auntie to teach me how to make all of these." Shen Lin'er gave Feng Jun a coquettish look, then pointed to the dishes on the table.
"Alright, I'm hungry too!" Feng Jun smiled, then picked up the bowl and started shoveling food into his mouth.
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