85: Chapter 86 This round, I'll be your off-field coach!

[ Gods Arena Third District, Match 1026 has ended! ]

[ Winner, Germany, Hans! ]

The moment the match result was announced, the livestream chat exploded!

"Brother Shen lost? How is that possible! Where did this shitty Hans come from? Is he really that strong?"

"Strong my foot... This guy just used a standard Faerie lineup, okay? Even though the arena announced a Faerie buff yesterday, it shouldn't be enough to beat Brother Shen. Brother Shen definitely didn't play well this round!"

A viewer from the Dragon Kingdom spoke up timidly: "Actually, can you really say Brother Shen lost? Third place still gets points..."

"Tch, where did this newbie come from? Do you even understand the weight of the name 'Brother Shen'?"

"Exactly! Brother Shen crushed the four-nation alliance; can a German like Hans really turn the tables?"

"Sigh, it would be great if Brother Shen played Demon God. Why doesn't he play Demon God?"

Countless discussions erupted.

Outside the arena.

A hint of confusion flashed across Hoshimi Sakura's pretty face. What on earth is Shen Mo doing?

Germany's Hans didn't have a strong lineup in the previous round. Although the Faerie class was buffed, it hadn't reached the level of a broken meta, and besides, the opponent wasn't using 9 Faeries, but 7!

It seemed like Shen Mo himself had tanked his economy by rerolling in the mid-game, which allowed Hans to lock in the victory in the late game!

Why reroll in the mid-game?

He clearly had an advantage in the early game, and his HP was healthy!

What was he rushing for?

...

"Just as I thought! Shen Mo's mentality is broken!"

Chris laughed, a cruel laugh: "Go contact France. This time, let him team up with Germany. As long as we can keep Shen Mo's ranking to third or fourth, it's a victory for us!"

A starving camel is still bigger than a horse; Chris didn't expect to push Shen Mo below fifth place directly.

That wasn't realistic.

After all, Shen Mo's strength was undeniable.

But as the saying goes, sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you retreat!

If you stay in place, your opponents will soon surpass you!

That's how the leaderboard works. If Shen Mo only gains very few points in a round, while other countries gain more than him, it won't be long before Shen Mo falls out of the top ten!

...

"Hahahaha, Shen Mo is done for! This is our chance, smida!"

Xu Shijun was very excited. The sky cleared, the rain stopped, and Xu Shijun felt he could do it again.

However, this time he was very cautious. After all, he had been slapped in the face too many times recently, and having just lost face a few days ago, he didn't want to repeat the same mistake.

But, even though he couldn't go on stage himself, there were still other things he could do...

Xu Shijun's eyes rolled: "Go, leak the news, just say that Shen Mo's mentality has broken down! Let those guys lurking in the shadows hurry up and make a move; we'll play the role of the oriole this time..."

"Yes!"

His subordinate nodded repeatedly!

...

Not long after.

"What?! Brother Shen's mentality is broken? How is that possible!"

The Dragon Kingdom audience couldn't believe it; clearly, this result was far beyond their expectations.

But the fact was... this thing seemed to be true!

"Wuwuwu, it's over. Brother Shen, you have to hold on. At such a critical moment..."

"Get lost! You sissy, Brother Shen doesn't need you crying here!"

Some viewers were angry, but most were anxious. After all, Shen Mo was the Dragon Kingdom's last hope.

Now the leaderboard had reached the top ten.

As long as they held on for a little longer, just a little, the Dragon Kingdom could ascend the Gods Ladder!

...

On the arena.

Shen Mo took a deep breath with an expressionless face, forcing himself to calm down!

He had been too impatient this round. It was the same Bastion Fox setup, but the RNG wasn't in his favor. Foxes were scarce in the early game; he didn't get a 2-star Fox until the 3-2 stage. After stabilizing his economy and reaching 7 population, he couldn't lock his HP against the opponent's 7 Faeries!

This caused him to panic, wanting to reroll for a 3-star Fox.

But the more he did that, the less chance he had. Before he knew it, he had tilted, causing his economy to completely collapse.

Without the economy to improve his board quality in the late game, losing the match was to be expected...

"Kid! Are you still matching? I can play with you all day! Hahaha!"

Germany's Hans, who had a big red nose, laughed arrogantly: "If you continue today, I'll accompany you to the end! Anyway, a 'match locking card' isn't worth much, but it's still fun to beat you!"

"You think you've got me?"

Shen Mo said coldly.

"I don't know if I've got you, but since Brother Hans is in the mood, why not add me in too?" Another voice rang out. On the arena, virtual lines formed a tall, thin man with sunken eye sockets.

France, Damiano!

"Damiano, you guy are actually joining in the fun!"

Damiano spread his hands: "I didn't want to either, but some people are paying way too much. It's just a match, and besides, I watched the previous game. This Dragon Kingdom's Shen Mo is nothing special; playing around is fine."

"Being able to make money and step on an opponent at the same time, why not?"

The big red-nosed Hans laughed loudly: "Makes sense! Makes sense! You don't know, this kid was very arrogant two days ago, directly raging at us Western Countries, saying he would crush us one by one, but today he's failed!"

Damiano made an exaggerated expression: "Is that so! Then it seems we have to play this match today!"

The two of them went back and forth.

Clearly, they didn't take Shen Mo seriously.

Shen Mo watched coldly: "... Are you two done performing?"

"Hey! You aren't planning to leave, are you?"

The big red-nosed Hans looked 'shocked': "Are you stage-frightened seeing us? No way, no way?"

Damiano sneered: "He can't leave."

[ Ding! France, Damiano used a 'match locking card', target: Shen Mo! ]

The big red-nosed Hans also laughed: "That's right!"

[ Ding! Germany, Hans used a 'match locking card', target: Shen Mo! ]

Two cold notification sounds rang out.

Shen Mo, who was about to leave the arena, frowned. What a persistent annoyance...

He knew his state today was off, and there was really no point in forcing himself to continue matching, but the situation in front of him made him hesitate.

If he didn't deal with these two idiots, who knows how long they would pester him!

Fight?

Or not fight?

That is the question!

However, just as Shen Mo was struggling to decide, a lazy voice suddenly rang out on the arena: "Aiya, you guys, is this how you bully us people from the Dragon Kingdom?"

The familiar voice made Shen Mo freeze instantly!

The next second!

His eyes widened suddenly!

Long Chen!!!

Sure enough, illusory lines began to outline, and a lazy young man with messy hair appeared in the arena. Long Chen wore a hint of nostalgia at the corner of his mouth, looked around, and chuckled: "What kind of small fry is this..."

"Kid, don't be afraid. This round, I will be your outside coach!"