After the fight, Tang Muzhou made an appointment with Xie Mingzhe to meet the next day, and asked him to log off and rest.

The players of Fenghua Club, however, had no intention of resting. After returning to the training room, the newcomers all looked dejected, especially Liu Ran, Qin Yu and Zhou Xiaoqi who had competed with Fatty. The three newcomers all looked dazed, as if they had lost their souls.

Zhen Man had said before that whoever underestimated the enemy and lost to Uncle Fatty would have his training task doubled next week. But seeing the frustrated looks on the three guys' faces, she knew that they had all tried their best, but Uncle Fatty had indeed made great progress during this period. She had never thought that Uncle Fatty would actually make a deathrattle card. Even if she played in person, she would not have a 100% chance of winning.

Seeing everyone's low morale, Zhen Man could only cough lightly and said, "Look up, everyone. What's wrong with you? You all look upset just because you lost to Uncle Fatty. In the future, when we really get to the professional league, will you come back and cry every time you lose a game?"

The newcomers forced themselves to cheer up and looked up at her.

Zhen Man turned on the projection screen and played the video of the game. She said, "Everyone, watch the video first to find your own weaknesses and analyze how to crack Uncle Fatty's deck. The next time you play against Uncle Fatty, at least you won't be as flustered as you were today."

The newcomers were shocked: "There will be a next time?!" "Are we going to compete with Uncle Fatty again?" "I think he will definitely surprise us again next time, can you please not use us as punching bags..."

Zhen Man ignored the complaints of the newcomers and said calmly: "You should ask Tang Shen about this question."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a deep and familiar voice with a hint of smile: "If you ask me, the answer is to fight with Uncle Fatty once every week from now on."

Newcomers: “…”

It seems that this kind of mental torture is long-term and continuous!

Tang Muzhou walked into the training room. The man's smile was gentle and kind, but everyone felt that he had bad intentions. He said in a very gentle tone: "You should cherish the opportunity to play against Uncle Fatty. Everyone has seen Uncle Fatty's talent and strength. Playing against him frequently can hone your psychological endurance and tactical qualities. If you encounter a difficult opponent in the future, you will think of Uncle Fatty and you will feel that it is not so difficult, right?"

Everyone: “…”

What Tang Shen means is that if he fights with the big devil Fatty every day, it will be much easier for him to meet other opponents in the future?

It seems to make sense. After all, after experiencing Wang Xifeng's laughter, everyone feels that no matter how scary the scene sound effects are, they are child's play. At least they won't sound every 12 seconds and cause a group attack, right? After seeing the death rattle card of Fat Uncle Qin Keqing, who died of illness as soon as he appeared, everyone suddenly felt that the death rattle card of the great god Fang Yu of Liushuang City is much cuter!

The expressions on the faces of the newcomers were very interesting. Tang Muzhou followed up with, "There is another key reason why you lost today. Fatty had a PK with you last time and remembered your decks clearly. He brought out a brand new tactic to target you today, but you didn't know how to adapt."

He glanced at the newcomers calmly and said, "I've said many times that analyzing the opponent before the game is crucial. You didn't analyze his deck seriously and weren't prepared to play against him. Do you look down on him? Do you think that since he, an amateur player, has been beaten by you for seven games in a row, he will definitely be beaten by you again today? Some even think that it's meaningless to compete with him and it's a waste of time, right?"

Tang Muzhou's words hit the nail on the head, and many newcomers hung their heads in shame.

This great man always gave the impression of being gentle, polite and elegant to the newcomers. Even if the newcomers who had just joined the club asked him questions, he would patiently answer them. Every time he summarized, what he said made a lot of sense. Fenghua Club had a lot of Tang Muzhou's fans, and after listening to him, the newcomers were all convinced.

Tang Muzhou smiled and said, "I hope this is the last time you look down on Uncle Fatty. He is more talented than you, and he works harder and more seriously than you. If you don't respect him as your opponent, you are not qualified to be a professional player. I fought hard to get you this opportunity to compete with him, and I hope you will take it seriously... Do you understand?"

Everyone shouted in unison: "I understand!"

This time the morale is high, and everyone seems to be determined to work hard and defeat the boss, Uncle Fatty.

Tang Muzhou smiled with satisfaction: "Practice diligently with Sister Man, and take the test in two weeks."

He nodded to Zhen Man, then turned and left.

Outside the door, Xu Changfeng and Shen An walked over together. Shen An couldn't help but ask, "Master, are you familiar with that fat uncle?"

Tang Muzhou said: "We are not very familiar with each other, just online friends."

Xu Changfeng chuckled, and when he saw Tang Muzhou turned his head to look at him, he immediately stopped laughing and said, "There is still a game tomorrow, Xiaoan, you should go back to the dormitory and rest early."

Shen An was feeling sleepy, so he said goodbye to the two gods and went to sleep yawning.

This little guy is heartless. The newcomers of the second team were all excited by Uncle Fatty's deck. Shen An had no reaction after reading it. He just thought Uncle Fatty's cards were fresher and more interesting. He seemed to be able to automatically block out external interference.

Tang Muzhou saw his apprentice return to the dormitory, then turned to look at Xu Changfeng: "What were you laughing at just now?"

Xu Changfeng raised his eyebrows: "I laugh at you for being too hypocritical. You said you don't know each other very well, but I see you care about this fat uncle very much? Tell me, have you met him in real life? You two can't be just ordinary netizens, right?"

"I think you are too bored." Tang Muzhou ignored him and turned to walk towards his dormitory. "If you have time to gossip about these, you might as well study your next opponent."

"Why bother studying my opponent? I'm going to win anyway." Xu Changfeng said with a wicked smile, "I'd rather study Uncle Fatty. He's not fat in real life, right? I always feel like he doesn't look like a sophisticated middle-aged man."

"..." The figure of his junior brother flashed through Tang Muzhou's mind. The boy had a tall and slender figure, with sunny and handsome facial features. Especially when he smiled, his eyes were as bright as stars, and his brilliant smile could easily infect the people around him.

——Fat Uncle is indeed not fat, nor is he an uncle, he is just a handsome young man.

Seeing Tang Muzhou distracted, Xu Changfeng patted him on the shoulder with an "I knew it" expression on his face and said, "When you first said you wanted to carve Uncle Pang's rough jade yourself, I didn't doubt your intentions. I thought you were just like your master, Lin Shen, who valued talent. You only gave guidance to Uncle Pang because he had a natural talent for card making. But later, you transferred the people from Fenghua Team 2 to compete with Uncle Pang, and I felt something was wrong."

"If he was just an ordinary netizen, you wouldn't have to drag the entire Fenghua Second Team to serve as his sparring partner. You're taking better care of him than you do your own teammates. With so many professional players serving as his sparring partners, his awareness will naturally improve rapidly. There will be no problem for him to obtain the registration qualification for a professional player in the new season next year. You're training him so much, wouldn't you be treating him badly..."

Tang Muzhou came back to his senses and calmly interrupted his friend's speculation: "You think too much. I helped him only because my master accepted him as his apprentice. In name, he is now my junior apprentice."

"...Junior brother?" The corners of Xu Changfeng's mouth twitched violently. He had never expected that Tang Muzhou and Fatty Uncle had such a relationship. If other great gods in the alliance knew about this, they would definitely join forces to beat Tang Muzhou into the hospital.

He rubbed his forehead helplessly and said, "He is your junior fellow apprentice? Are you serious?"

"Yes." Tang Muzhou smiled and said, "As his senior brother, it is my duty to help him. The tasks assigned by the master must be completed."

In fact, Chen Qianlin never explained all this, it was all initiated by him - of course Tang Muzhou would never admit it.

Seeing the tenderness in Tang Muzhou's eyes, Xu Changfeng sighed and said, "When you do this, have you ever thought about the fact that your junior fellow apprentice will become stronger day by day in the future? If you meet someone in the arena... the person you personally trained, who must be the one who knows you best, how terrible would such an opponent be?"

Tang Muzhou said calmly, "It doesn't matter. If he really has the ability, just challenge me. Winning or losing is all based on strength. There is nothing to worry about. I have won so many competitions, so of course I can afford to lose."

Xu Changfeng smiled and said nothing more.

He has won and can afford to lose. With such a mentality, it is no wonder that he has stood at the top of the professional league for so many years and his popularity is getting higher and higher. Tang Muzhou's demeanor is not on the surface, but in his heart. Fatty is really lucky to have such a senior brother.

Xie Mingzhe also thought so. His senior asked the members of Fenghua Team 2 to practice with him. Obviously, this was an opportunity for him to hone his consciousness. Such an opportunity was priceless.

After every match, he would get a lot of inspiration. After being beaten by the second team players for seven consecutive games, he made the Shu Kingdom Gold Critical Strike Deck, and later he made the God Card, the Wild Card, and the Twelve Pins of Jinling.

This time he also needs to sum up his experience and lessons and further improve the card pool.

He already had a preliminary idea in mind, and it just so happened that his senior brother said he would take him to watch the game tomorrow. Watching the game from the perspective of an outsider would make it easier to find problems, not to mention watching a great player like Xu Changfeng, there would definitely be more gains tomorrow.

***

The next day, Xie Mingzhe went to the arena to practice early in the morning. Time passed very quickly when he was playing ranked games, and it was already half past six in a blink of an eye. Usually, Xie Mingzhe stayed in the studio to eat, but today he said goodbye to Sister Qing in advance and Chi Qing didn't make him dinner.

Tang Muzhou was very punctual. At half past six, he sent him a message: "Come downstairs. I'll pick you up."

Xie Mingzhe ran downstairs quickly. He hadn't seen his senior brother for about a week since he took a leave of absence from school. Tang Muzhou always wore full armor when he went out, and his facial features could not be seen clearly under the big sunglasses. But his voice still sounded very friendly.

Xie Mingzhe walked up to him with a smile: "Brother, you are really punctual."

Tang Muzhou curled his lips and asked in a low voice: "You haven't eaten yet? Let's go eat first."

Xie Mingzhe nodded and followed him into the car.

Since the game started at 8:00 p.m., there was not much time left, so the two of them did not go out for a big meal. Tang Muzhou found a fine little restaurant and treated his junior brother to a simple meal. While eating, Xie Mingzhe asked, "Do you guys from Team 2 have any opinions about me?"

Tang Muzhou said, "I heard that Zhou Xiaoqi had a nightmare last night. She dreamed that she hanged herself. Maybe it was Qin Keqing who caused her to have this dream."

Xie Mingzhe: “…”

Was the girl so seriously traumatized? She actually dreamed of hanging herself. What a sin!

Tang Muzhou joked, "After they competed with you, they all thought Fang Yu's Deathrattle Card was much cuter."

"Fang Yu..." He also has a Dou E card that can scam people and summon a large snowy mass freeze. However, since he promised Fang Yu to keep it a secret, Xie Mingzhe couldn't tell his senior brother in advance, so he could only brake suddenly and change his words: "Fang Yu's card is indeed not as annoying as mine, haha."

"You are quite self-aware." Tang Muzhou watched him eat with a smile. This guy must be really hungry. He seemed to have a good appetite and ate every drop of the food on the plate.

"Is one set meal enough to fill you up?" Tang Muzhou asked softly.

"I'm full. Let's go to the scene quickly. Don't be late and can't get in!"

Xie Mingzhe stood up on his own initiative, but because he stood up too hastily, he bumped into the table, and the soup in the bowl was about to spill on him. Tang Muzhou quickly pulled him back; "Be careful."

It was originally just a simple rescue action, but because the two men were too close and Tang Muzhou's arms were very strong, he pulled Xie Mingzhe into his arms.

Xie Mingzhe rushed into his senior brother's arms, with his face pressed directly against his chest. He could clearly feel the strong muscles on the man's chest, and along with it, there was a faint, pleasant fragrance, like the scent of flowers that had just bloomed on a spring morning.

Is this the smell of Tang Muzhou? Shower gel or shampoo?

The smell on the man was neither pungent nor strong, but a fresh and mild plant aroma, just like his personality, gently permeating Xie Mingzhe's breath.

Xie Mingzhe was stunned for a moment. When he came to his senses, he found himself in his senior brother's arms with his face pressed against his chest. Xie Mingzhe's face suddenly felt hot and he immediately stood up and took a step back.

The boy's ears were red and he seemed embarrassed.

Tang Muzhou looked at him like this, and his Adam's apple couldn't help but roll.

The two looked at each other and looked away at the same time. Tang Muzhou turned around and said calmly, "Let's go."

Xie Mingzhe also pretended to be fine and followed him casually.

The two of them didn't speak to each other after that. The atmosphere in the car became increasingly strange, and the temperature seemed to be rising continuously.

Xie Mingzhe felt his heartbeat was abnormally fast. It was not like he had never had close contact with other men before, for example, teammates like Chen Xiao and Yu Ke, he would usually put his arm around their shoulders or rub their heads, and he would not have any other thoughts in his mind, he just felt that they were good friends and good buddies, and friendly physical contact between men was aboveboard and nothing to worry about.

But just now, his heartbeat did stop for a moment.

The senior brother’s embrace was so warm and his body smelled so good that Xie Mingzhe was a little dazed for a moment.

Recalling the scene when Tang Muzhou decisively signed the parent's column when he was on leave from school, Xie Mingzhe suddenly realized that, unknowingly, the impression this man had left on his mind was becoming deeper and deeper. Perhaps it was because he had no relatives since he was a child, and Tang Muzhou was particularly gentle and caring to him, that he had a strange desire to get closer to this man.

How close? Xie Mingzhe couldn't figure it out yet. He only knew that he liked being with his senior brother.

The atmosphere in the car was a bit depressing, and Tang Muzhou broke the silence by saying, "We're here."

Xie Mingzhe looked up and saw that the stadium in front of him was nearly ten times larger than the gymnasium of their Imperial Capital University. At this moment, the entire gymnasium was brightly lit, and the walls outside were covered with posters and emblems of major clubs, and there was a very conspicuous giant illuminated subtitle that read "Star Card League's Tenth Season Professional League".

This was the official venue for the game. Xie Mingzhe, who was watching a professional league game for the first time, was immediately excited. He followed his senior brother and asked, "Where do we go in? Will you be recognized?"

Tang Muzhou raised his lips slightly and said, "No, I'll take you to the backstage players' passage."