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On the contrary, most newcomers to the Ice Dust Team only grasp the surface of the rules, making it significantly more challenging to fight on the battlefield with limited tactics.
Freyr felt a deep sense of unease. It wasn't just due to the other teams' synergy; their tactical arrangements relied solely on Long Xingchen's leadership. Moreover, there were numerous issues with execution. With the veteran members of Ice Dust Team graduating and a complete overhaul of newcomers, advancing in the Reincarnation Tournament seemed as precarious as walking on thin ice.
Adams shook his head and sighed lightly, displaying a somewhat gleeful attitude at their misfortune. "Doesn't that mean we've already lost? What's the point? We might as well leave now; it's better than embarrassing ourselves on the field. Fighting against us is like handing them an easy win."
"Hey!" Xiu glanced around at the atmosphere, shook his head, hesitated for a moment, then continued, "Now is not the time to give up just because we encounter some obstacles. Those who surrender before even stepping onto the field are unworthy of being called men. A man should be passionate; even in defeat, he should hold his head high because we did our best. We're still young and can always improve our skills."
"You're right. Giving up before the match even starts is irresponsible of me as acting captain. My negative words have made the whole team feel uneasy. Every team has its weaknesses; even the seemingly invincible Blue Poison Tyrannosaurus Team is no exception. They rely solely on individual talent and bench depth to crush their opponents."
"In fact, many of them have their own systems; any one of them could lead a team alone. However, their playing style is too individualistic. Our goal is to maintain unity and elevate our overall momentum. As our skills improve together, they will naturally rise as well. They thrive in favorable conditions, while we are accustomed to fighting for survival in adversity. We often find ourselves in tough situations but have learned to analyze their mistakes and capitalize on them. I believe we can gather valuable information before facing that team."
"If we truly have a chance against the Blue Poison Tyrannosaurus Team, I believe our experiences in numerous adversities have instilled in us an instinct for survival. By continuously exploiting their mistakes and undermining their confidence, we can leverage this advantage against any strong team without fear. We will fight with unwavering willpower until they are worn down." Long Xingchen's expression remained indifferent, yet he delivered this passionate speech.
After hearing these words, most of the team chose to remain silent. It was clearly unwise to boast amidst such fierce competition between teams. If other teams had not allowed them to participate in preliminary matches, it was understandable that they were unaware of how intense scoring matches could be. While some bravado might be acceptable, witnessing the level of intensity far exceeded their expectations. Winning wasn't merely about brute strength; it required a combination of strategy and cunning. Even so, they lacked depth on the bench with only two substitutes available, unable to serve as receivers or engage in physical confrontations effectively.
Once fatigue set in, their situation would be little different from Thunder Team's—if anything, it might be worse. The only potential advantage lay with the two substitutes who had been sitting cold on the bench and couldn't join the fray just yet. This sport emphasized strategic combat; however, without manpower and resources to drive those strategies effectively, all planning would crumble like fragile paper before absolute power.
Even Adams felt an overwhelming sense of suffocation but realized that his earlier comments might have been unintentional. Clearly, under Xiu's encouragement, most of the team lifted their heads. They weren't particularly exceptional individuals; true leaders inspire morale and lead their teams to victory time after time.
They lacked such capabilities and had previously fantasized about winning easily because they trained hard and studied diligently—though it was unnecessary to work so hard since they were still students; this sport was merely a club activity at best.
"That's right! We need to rally ourselves; there's still hope because we have next year," said a chubby boy whose physique hadn't changed much despite training—his body fat percentage was off the charts even if he only drank Clear Water. He was an invaluable shield among the defensive players.
The speaker was the chubby boy, Kole, a loyal underling of Adams. With snacks and a meal allowance as his price, Kole became the cornerstone of Adams' power consolidation. His passion was food, and he could always be seen clutching bags of chips and snacks.
Kole's family were citizens; his grandfather had served in the military, and by the time it reached his father’s generation, the family had gained considerable prestige. They were significant business clients of the Su Family, and the Kole family specialized in food trade. They were connected to the Rice Gene family, known for their improved rice strains that could sustain over two million more people once cultivated.
Kole could be considered a true local tycoon, able to pull out food packages to eat at any time—during class, after class, or even while lying down. This was his life. Aside from being a bodyguard with little presence, he stood silently among the crowd, almost invisible. Yet now, he suddenly spoke up, causing everyone to turn in surprise.
"This year I’m already in my third year, and next year I’ll face graduation choices. Although I could choose to stay another year like the captain and repeat, I won’t have much time left with you all. By then, my abilities will diminish since I won’t be able to train for a while. This year is my last chance; I don’t want to give up so easily." He smiled lightly and glanced at Long Xingchen beside him, both sharing a moment of wistful understanding.
"Well... that’s how it is. Most likely this year we can still strategize for you all, but by next year you’ll have to confront everything on your own. Can you really do nothing without us? That’s not acceptable; we are the Ice Dust Team! Do you know why our team is named this?" Long Xingchen's expression suddenly darkened as he scanned the crowd for reactions.
After a moment of hesitation, some quickly grasped the meaning and nodded eagerly. More and more seemed to understand; Freyr thought that perhaps the seniors also wanted to leave behind a beautiful memory of winning a championship during their youthful days. If they couldn’t achieve that goal, then those earlier words would just be meaningless chatter.
Long Xingchen tentatively ignited the fighting spirit deep within everyone’s hearts. It was akin to treating a dead horse as if it were alive; compared to last year's combat strength, other teams were using real battles to awaken some newcomers’ awareness. Now that part of the veterans would graduate, those former newcomers would already possess the ability to contribute points for the team.
Suddenly, Xiu interrupted Long Xingchen’s speech, taking over: "The team name comes from an eternal ice wall within the Arctic Circle. This fifty-meter-high ice wall protrudes several meters above sea level and has not melted despite years of sunlight exposure; instead, it has become even denser. Can anyone guess why?"
"The environment! The Arctic Circle is one of the coldest places on Earth. Even when sunlight shines on ice and snow, it refracts and disperses light, allowing other ice blocks to share that intense heat." Nemo raised his hand and said seriously.
"Exactly! To get to the point: ultimately, no matter how much heat an ice block endures, it will melt quickly if it lacks cohesion as a team. Even if it's a large piece of ice, it will still melt; during that process, it will suffer immensely under the scorching light."
"The Ice Dust Team derives its name from this concept—we must be as resilient as ice. Sitting on the throne means we may face anyone eyeing our position at any time who might try to kick us off our throne. We are the guardians of that throne and must possess a decisive heart." Xiu recited passionately while observing everyone’s reactions closely. As he reached a climax in his speech, he raised his fist excitedly.
Before long, everyone around him united as one, raising their fists in solemn solidarity as if making a serious vow.
Before long, it seemed that the competition venue was reopening. The referee who had stepped down from the podium approached the contestant area and murmured something to Long Xingchen. At that moment, Long Xingchen furrowed his brow slightly and nodded, as if understanding something. After that, he returned to the podium.
"Get ready; our match is about to begin. This time we are fortunate. The information I gathered indicates that there are many similarities between the Star Team and the Ice Dust Team. Among their participants this time, there are over a dozen freshmen, which means our clash seems almost preordained. The side that loses between us may lose its chance to advance," Long Xingchen's voice rang out. At that moment, everyone, who had just been immersed in pleasant memories, was suddenly called back to reality by his words. The competition was bound to be fierce; their opponents were a newly formed team with many freshmen—Star Team.
"Everyone, remember that the training we've done will not be in vain. Your efforts will pay off in the future; the future belongs to you. Let's go, Ice Dust Team!"
Long Xingchen paused for a moment, gazing into everyone's eyes before slowly speaking again: "I can only do so much; now… prepare to take the stage!"
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