"Stop summoning spirits for your Guangbao, she went to the A-class match and got beaten badly."
"The one upstairs, a newly-promoted eighth-grade player losing to the world number one is understandable, right? Don't be so harsh."
"Haha, losing is losing, don't make excuses. Is that all Yang Liguang's fans can do?"
"It's so damn ridiculous, throwing labels right away. When did I become a fan of Yang Liguang? I'm a bona fide God of Age fan, okay!"
"Haha, Cezar is the brother of the world number one you mentioned, so if your Sui loses, I'd like to see how you explain it."
....
The online debate was heated, but in reality, it had no impact.
Shen Sui used his status as a player to sneak into the evening, intending to watch the group matches of the A-class series as well.
Compared to the B-class matches where some players dominated, the A-class matches were fierce duels. Even in the group stage, they were exciting confrontations between experts.
