Number one, please cooperate with my position

After a month of dawdling, under the wolves of the first team and the second team's sparring team, the autumn competition finally started.

The autumn games in previous years were not as tense as this time.

When the second team Ah Nan moved from the third floor back to the training room on the first floor, his legs were shaking, and a group of young trainees stood downstairs and didn't dare to breathe.

After packing up the peripherals, Yu Zhe dragged Yanran down the stairs. Before reaching the first floor, he was surrounded by youth trainees.

"What's the matter." Yu Zhe subconsciously embraced Yan Ran, and walked in front, "What are you all doing here? Funeral?"

Amused by Yu Zhe, several youth trainees stepped aside one after another. Hatahata Linzheng and four others also came down from upstairs one after another, carrying peripheral bags to greet them.

"God Yu." Someone in the crowd said, "I will win the autumn competition."

A few people in the first team have not yet reacted.

This sentence is like a connection signal, followed by more shouts.

"God Yu, we must win the autumn competition!!"

"God Yu, we must win the autumn competition!!"

"God Yu, we must win the autumn competition!!"

One after another.

MOL must win.

Yu Zhe suddenly remembered that Lao Chi had told him when recruiting young trainees at the beginning of the year that the more bloody young trainees were, the more hopeful the team would be.

Yu Zhe tightened his grip on Yan Ran, turned around with a group of people, and said with a smile: "The autumn competition must be won, and MOL must win."

Yan Ran clasped back: "The autumn competition must be won, and MOL must win."

Lao Chi swayed down the stairs after a few people finished posing. Looking at them, he said in surprise, "Hey, worshiping Buddha, I'll just go down the stairs, so you don't need to meet me."

"Fuck." Lin Zheng burst into a foul language.

"Coach, what are you doing?" Hatata wiped his eyes, "I managed to be sensational for a while, and fix this."

"Go and ignore him," Yu Zhe waved his hand, and took Yanran's peripheral bag, "This old guy just wants us to win the autumn competition and then go on vacation."

The youth trainees rushed away.

Several people boarded the team's special car, and kept complaining about Lao Chi's incomprehensible style during the period.

This year's autumn competition system is different from previous years.

There are a total of 48 teams in the three competition areas, and the distribution of the competition areas is determined by drawing lots. The sixteen teams in each competition area are divided into four groups for the octal knockout round, and the remaining eight teams enter the quadruple weekly finals.

After the weekly finals, a total of twelve teams from each division will be shortlisted for the hexa-knockout round, and the last six teams will start a single round BO3 to chase the top five rankings, and the top three will be eligible for the PUBG Global Summit League.

The lottery system for the competition area was newly added this year. The purpose is to make the competition fair and just. Whichever team you face will be drawn by yourself, and you will have no regrets.

In particular, the competition also stipulated that the draws for the competition area should be conducted by the captains of the major teams, and Lao Chi knew that this person was going to be a monster when he raised his eyebrows.

Fortunately, the lottery area is also on the first floor, not far from the MOL lounge. Yu Zhe put down the peripherals and followed the staff out the door.

The lounge was arranged earlier, the doors of Mu Huo and HL were both open, and Yu Zhe and the others were the last group to arrive.

The order of the lottery is based on the ranking of the last summer split, MOL is first, FT is second, and Muhuo is third.

The last to come was the first to draw lots.

The staff handed the box to Yu Zhe, and took out a pen and paper to record it in a businesslike manner.

Yu Zhe randomly drew a card, No. [-] in the second group of the third division.

The team that has been drawn can leave first. Yu Zhe wanted to see which division HL is in, but the team just came this season, and the draw was at the bottom. Yu Zhe turned around and left after listening to FT and Mu Huo. , I don't intend to play any tricks.

The team level is too low, bullying is meaningless.

MOL Muhuo and FT are brother teams, and they have been bullied all over the place.

Yu Zhe knew Ji Xin, the captain of the first team of LOL in the FT branch, and also knew the insiders of the entire FT. The two bases are very close to each other. Yu Zhe often took people to their base to do things, and was once banned by their team manager.

Mu Huo is a harmonious gay nest, except for the captain Sishui and the gay leader Di Di who match Yu Zhe's temper, everyone else is like Ruan Baozi, and Yu Zhe feels guilty for bullying them.

It's a waste of time.

"Hey, Lao Yu, we are in the same competition area," Shi Shui stepped out of the door of the lottery room with Yu Zhe, and bumped Yu Zhe's shoulder with the number, "Are you excited?"

"Get excited." Yu Zhe was annoyed.

MOL and Muhuo being in the same competition area means that there is a high possibility of encountering each other in the early stage. In addition, MOL, FT and Muhuo enter the peak league together every year. If this situation really happens, MOL and Muhuo Fire can only keep one, and there will be one less award in the local competition area.

"To be honest, Lao Yu," Shishui put away his number and looked at Yu Zhe, "Our team faces your MOL, and there is a 60.00% chance of losing. Be sure to fight until the end, I will wait for you to win the peak league championship."