Chapter 988: : Let me serve you...

Xu Wanqing, who has been a teacher, is naturally the one who can organize information best. So she first said:
"I think the effect of this candle glove is more powerful than I originally thought. Even in comparison, I think this limit is even greater than that of the N1 team's magnet ring!"
Xu Wanqing's analysis did not come from nothing.
This is the data she compared after feeling the suction power of the magnet ring and the limiting power of the candle glove.
You know, the two magnets that Ye Gucheng got from smashing the expensive small speakers are definitely better than the ordinary magnets of the N1 team.
So after some judgment, Xu Wanqing felt that their candle gloves were definitely more brutal than magnet rings in terms of limiting their strength.
"exactly!"
Zhou Weiwei echoed with her head like a chicken pecking at rice:
"This candle glove restricts the flexibility of the fingers. More importantly, it is too slippery! The fingertips of my fingers do not dare to press the keyboard hard. Otherwise, my fingers will slide to other keys. Go above!"
Others nodded one after another, indicating that what Zhou Weiwei said was very important.
"This is an unexpected situation I didn't expect..."
Ye Gucheng's expectation for candle gloves is to limit the key flexibility of his fingers. Normally, doing so will limit at least one professional player, about three-tenths of their strength.
The "three-tenths" limit is also a reasonable range that Ye Gucheng believes.
But the slippage of the candle oil has doubled the "three-tenths"!
In other words, with this gadget, the strength of the entire Kings team may be limited, and it can only display four-tenths of its strength under normal circumstances!
So now there is a very embarrassing question.
The purpose of restricting the strength was achieved, but the strength of this restriction obviously exceeded Ye Gucheng's expectations.
Less than half of the strength, to challenge the super strong teams from all over the world...
To tell the truth, Ye Gucheng has no bottom in the past.
After a while, Ye Gucheng got up and said:
"Now that the arrow is on the string, I have to send it out. If things are not right then, just rub the candle gloves off your hands as quickly as possible!"
After tossing about the plan for a long time, Ye Gucheng would feel sorry for the hard work of everyone in these two hours.
Besides, this method can be used to deal with the N1 team's magnet ring tactics.
But in the end, it was the teammates next to Ye Gucheng who made sure to continue using this plan, giving him a lot of confidence!
As long as everyone works together, things will be difficult, and they will be able to stick to the past.
After seeing the time, it was already this point, Ye Gucheng clapped his hands quickly and said:
"It's getting late, everyone quickly rest. Tomorrow is the most important day for our Kings team!"
Ye Gucheng, lying on the bed, couldn't sleep for a long time.
At the beginning, from the highest altar of DNF, he fell into the abyss. Then he was forcibly raised his hand by the Invincible Chicken Eating System, and in the new battlefield, he opened up a new world.
Ye Gucheng, who was still expecting to win the college league half a year ago, did not expect that in a blink of an eye, he had already come to the door of the World Championship.
Moreover, his team of kings is one of the favorites to win the World Championship...
Chu Shihan, lying in Ye Gucheng's arms, put his arms around Ye Gucheng, and asked softly:
"Gucheng, what are you thinking about?"
Ye Gucheng looked at Chu Shihan's big watery eyes, and suddenly smirked Chu Shihan under him. Looking at Chu Shihan, even though he was lying flat, still standing tall and proud of Shuangfeng, he couldn't help but breathe and say:
"I'm thinking, our children will definitely not be hungry in the future. Mom has the expectation, and his dad often'trains', even if there are more children, they will definitely be able to eat all of them!"
Chu Shihan looked at Ye Gucheng in confusion, and asked charmingly:
"What about the kid's father, don't you need to eat it?"
Ye Gucheng couldn't stand the provocation of Chu Shihan, and he wanted to teach him a lesson, this increasingly charming little Nizi.
But Chu Shihan stopped:
"Don't! Come down from the lonely city."
Ye Gucheng took off his pants, but Chu Shihan said no.
But after all, it's a child, Ye Gucheng can only say aggrieved:
"Well, next time."
Chu Shihan gently kissed Ye Gucheng's ear, and said seductively:
"No, I mean, you still have to keep your strength to deal with tomorrow's war. So tonight..."
Chu Shihan, who broke free from Ye Gucheng's arms, pressed Ye Gucheng back against her body, then blushed and panted:
"Let me serve you..."
Early the next morning.
The surroundings of the stadium have long been surrounded by crazy fans from all over the world.
Not to mention the vehicles, even the participating players can't get in.
Fortunately, the organizer has the foresight and has already opened up a dedicated channel for the players.
But even around the dedicated passage, there are countless security guards and special police to maintain order. The participating players were still a little bit enthusiastic by the enthusiastic fans around.
"Thank you for your support! Thank you for your support! Our mighty Korean team will never disappoint fans!"
"Signature? No problem!"
"Beauty, this is my business card, welcome to invite me to dinner after I won the world championship~"
...
The members of the mighty Korean team were all shocked by this vast scene.
As if they walked through this red carpet, they would directly win the world championship trophy.
Especially the captain of their team, Hans, is like a big star himself.
He wailed and waved around. Don't forget, slap up a beautiful foreign beauty.
And the cheers of the few Korean fans made Hans feel that he was too high, as if he had reached the peak of his life.
This world game is just like his personal show.
"Caesar! Caesar! Caesar..."
"N1! N1! N1..."
It was not until the appearance of Caesar who led the N1 team that Hans's beautiful fantasy was broken.
In this world competition, their mighty Korean team is nothing but cannon fodder in the competition of strong teams.
And one of the real masters of the game, Caesar the Great, is the leader of the game.
Hans, the chicken thief, rolled his eyes and ran to Caesar with a grin. Hans stretched out his right hand enthusiastically, and respectfully introduced himself:
"Hello, Emperor Caesar, I am the captain of the mighty new Korean team, Hans!"
Caesar didn't even look at Hans, and said two words indifferently:
"Go away."
Hans' hand froze suddenly.
At the same time, he froze, and Hans smiled:
"Caesar, don't embarrass me so much."
Caesar sneered:
"Does this embarrass you? As expected, the crushed by Ye Gucheng doesn't deserve to stand in front of me."
"WZ! WZ! WZ..."
WZ is the abbreviation of foreign fans, the team of kings.
The tsunami-like shouts, the shocked Caesar, Hans and others, the headsets all hurt.
Hans, who had lost his face here at Caesar, wanted to go to Ye Gucheng to get his lost face back:
"Ye Gucheng, our new Korean mighty team..."
Ye Gucheng didn't bother to listen to Hans's words, and fell a big character to him:
"roll."