"This is normal. Although some of the anchors in our country were professional players before, they have not received professional training for a long time."

The sniper nodded beside him and said.

To be honest, this result was as expected by him.

And the situation is much better than he thought.

After all, they almost won the team of their country just now.

"They have done a good job, and we will find the rest of the face."

Zhang Xuan nodded and said.

He also knew in his heart that not everyone is the same as himself.

Generally speaking, if a professional player does not undergo professional training for a long time.

Their condition will decline sharply.

Sometimes state represents their strength.

As their state and strength decline, it is normal that they are no match for those Chinese.

After all, the people selected this time are all professional players from Bangzi Country who are currently serving.

They often play games.

"Brother Master, it depends on you now."

"Yes, brother, you must come on."

"Sniper God, we have to earn back our face by you."

"Help us deal with them."

The anchors who came back at this time looked at Zhang Xuan and the Sniper God and said seriously.

Although they lost.

But they were not depressed.

After all, they had already thought of the consequences before participating in the competition.

And with their efforts, their losses are not ugly, they can only be said to be a pity for defeat.

Moreover, there are Zhang Xuan and the Sniper God.
Chapter completed!