Coach Michael was obviously worried that Adams was killed by various blood eagle Zhao Tinghua. This was something they did not expect.

It has to be said that the blood eagle Zhao Tinghua only played a few World Olympics, but the strength he showed was enough to stabilize the giant god-level player. If Adams could not destroy this blood eagle, or both suffered a loss with the blood eagle, then the bottom lane Pluto male gun would be unstoppable for the next minute.

Coach Michael looked at the second-hand coach sitting alone with a little searching look.

This is a handsome young man in his twenties who is energetic and vigorous. His face is so handsome that he can perform the prince charming in a fairy tale. His brown curly hair is lazy and casual, but he does not feel sloppy at all. Instead, he has a sense of nobility when paired with his cynical expression.

The United States is a country with extremely high degrees of freedom. No matter how noble the bloodline is, it will reveal a sense of unruly atmosphere. However, in the eyes of Coach Michael, this young coach obviously does not belong to the United States. His temperament and dress, including English, have a clear British tone.

"What do you think?" Coach Michael expressed his respect for the young and promising coach with a respect.

"Did I ask for the form I asked when I joined your American Angels Army as I said? In fact, I don't have much interest in the position of coaching." asked with a pair of sapphire blue eyes.

"Yes." Michael nodded.

"Then change the team members. Baisha and Heisha are still too young and cannot be the opponents of Douying and Zhuque. If nothing unexpected happens, in the 30th minute, Douying's male gun will directly dominate the battlefield. As long as Adams cannot kill him in one set, the hope of holding on to 45 minutes will be very small."

"30 minutes?" Michael was stunned.

"Coach, it's not that exaggerating. Dominate the battlefield in 30 minutes, and the strongest ADCl may not be able to do it..." Baihu said.

"He is right, my development was delayed by the blood eagle. I am afraid that I cannot directly kill the male gun with extremely high resistance. Once I cannot kill the Fighting Eagle in seconds, we don't have much hope to win the team battle." Adams said with a serious expression.

True top players and coaches can also know Yiye Zhiqiu when looking down at the entire arena.

Perhaps now, the US team lost two or three heads and only lost one little dragon. However, from the equipment that led the overall situation in the male gun, we can know that the next one will be the world of male guns, and the goddess of war output in front of male guns is too humble.

"It's not that Kot is afraid of the male gun in his ultimate move, and cooperates with the White Tiger's Lion, and there is also an Adams magical demon in his hand. Our lineup is the ADC killer. What's the use of his AD equipment?" said Coach Truron.

A male gun scared them into this bird's appearance. Truron felt that these people were just making a big deal.

"Yes, the three of us strongly rushed to the back row, and the group of war goddesses accelerated. No one can survive if they want to die, so it's not possible."

The young coach looked at Truron, and his eyes did not hide his stupid ridicule at him.

This look made Trulong extremely unhappy. Why are you, a second-time coach, in front of me, the deputy coach?

"I don't know if you have noticed that their wind girl is already out of the crucible, and it will be able to be out of the crucible in a few minutes if nothing unexpected happens." said the careful Adams.

"No, then my ultimate move cannot attack the male gun, unless my ultimate move can be afraid of their support at the same time?" Cote said with a distressed look on his face.

The ultimate move of the human race is very powerful on the battlefield, and the powerful fear can cause devastating blows to the enemy...

However, the ultimate move of the squat is very afraid of mercury belts, crucibles, and purification. His ultimate move is almost useless.

The other party assisted Feng Nu to use the equipment to protect the male gun 360 degrees, and if he walked through the crucible, he was even more able to relieve the control of fear.

"Fear is solved with the crucible. The protection of the White Tiger's attack on the Wind Girl can be completely offset. The only one who can kill the male gun is Adams, but Adams is entangled by the Blood Eagle. The Blood Eagle doesn't have to do anything else, and she will infinitely exchange her life with Adams, and Adams' equipment will be dragged down by this guy." Coach Michael said.

Coach Michael and Adams have the same analysis. They also believe that after 30 minutes, once the male gun is slightly out of magic resistance equipment, the male gun will be the god of killing that dominates the battlefield.

"What's your countermeasure?" Coach Michael asked.

"Substitution." said very directly.

"Substitute? Who's the one who's changed??????????? Now our Angels are in the strongest lineup. Who do you think is useful?" Coach Truron said with a beard and glaring.

"You mean..." Coach Michael looked at the young coach with some surprise.

"I'll introduce you to this person next to me." He stretched out his finger and pointed at the man in formal clothes who had been following him.

The man said nothing, his eyes were dull, and if he had not been dressed up properly, he would have a feeling of being an unemployed young man who had been in an Internet cafe for several nights.

This person should be young, but his face is very old. No one will pay attention to him when he never mentioned it when he was on duty.

At this time, all members of the United States watched the unpretentious man, and their hearts were full of doubts...

Who is this person?

Hey, the clothes in this guy's formal outfit look familiar. Do you think that's their team uniform?

When did they have such a dull player in the US team???

Coach Michael was a little puzzled at first, but after he met the coach's eyes again, Michael suddenly realized something, pointed to the unpretentious man and said, "This... this... is it..."

Truron looked at Coach Michael with his eyes slanted, as a full coach, what's the surprise? What a f*ck, the strongest player in the whole United States is already in this team. Don't make some three-legged cats and folk masters come out to make trouble, basically they will be beaten into a dog as soon as they come on the court.

"I'll introduce it." The coach on duty smiled slightly, looked around everyone and then slowly said, "You are interested in the real name, but you will definitely hear this name-"

"Don't be mysterious there. I know all the famous professions in North America," Truron said impatiently.
Chapter completed!