Playing cards, I am your ancestor!-Chapter 307: Is comparable to that person in the Temple of the Gods, _1?

Chapter 307: Is 307 comparable to that person in the Temple of the Gods, _1?

While Mount Flower’s members still had the spirit for discussion, the atmosphere within Mountain Ghost was as heavy as a funeral.

Coach Su Yifeng managed to force a smile and greeted Guo Shu, "Old Guo, I didn’t expect this. You’ve finally tasted sweetness after all the bitterness."

Wen Jiang’s play had dealt them a massive blow.

She was renowned for creating miracles in A-Level, and her continued oppressiveness in S Rank was startling.

Truly, a genius is overwhelming at any level. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

But this was just too unreasonable!

Although Mountain Ghost had miscalculated, who could have anticipated being instantly eliminated with the introduction of just two new cards?

Ming Fuzhi’s complexion, in particular, was grim.

This match was supposed to be his moment to make a name for himself. He had assumed Wen Jiang, having just advanced to S Rank and not yet synergized with Mount Flower, wouldn’t exert such strong pressure. But who could have known... who could have known...

Guo Shu was beaming, "Not at all, not at all. It’s just a casual regular season match. In an official match with more complex card lineups, we wouldn’t win so easily."

Su Yifeng: "..."

So, he’s saying our extreme lineup to build Ming Fuzhi’s confidence backfired?

Regardless, losing so badly was tough on Coach Su Yifeng, and Guo Shu knew he must be fuming. Despite feeling a bit of schadenfreude, Guo Shu didn’t say anything more and left with Sheng Hongying and the others.

Once the Mount Flower team departed, Tan Heming of Mountain Ghost casually remarked, "At least it proves that an extreme lineup is completely untenable."

It’s not as if they were Changer and Hou Yi, known for their unreasonably versatile systems. Against an opponent like Wen Jiang, who could control an entire five-card team, such a ’four-protect-one’ strategy was tantamount to serving themselves up for slaughter.

Everyone understood the hidden message in his words.

Ming Fuzhi’s lips turned even paler. He had never imagined that a mere training match would see him defeated so utterly.

His prized offensive card was eliminated instantly, and the opponent hadn’t even used her full strength.

Both were new S Rank players, but Wen Jiang was clearly on a completely different level than him.

Luo Juerao, however, wasn’t eager to further demoralize Ming Fuzhi and Duan Yuleng. Instead, with a puzzled expression, he asked, "Brother Tan, Wen Jiang... isn’t she a bit too outrageous? Even if she’s skilled with Soul Severing the Other Shore, she’s only been in S Rank for such a short time. How much training could she possibly have had?"

Tan Heming didn’t know Wen Jiang’s exact strength either, but it was certain she surpassed them at this stage. However, he didn’t want to discuss this in front of Ming Fuzhi and the others. He glanced at them nonchalantly and said indifferently, "Just train hard."

However, Ming Fuzhi and Duan Yuleng interpreted this differently.

Ming Fuzhi was still reeling from the shock of being instantly eliminated, while Duan Yuleng stared at the ground, fists clenched tightly.

Tan Heming noted their unusual reactions. A subtle, cold glint flickered in his eyes before he departed; he had his own business to attend to.

The training match between Mountain Ghost and Mount Flower wasn’t entirely secret; most coaches were aware of it.

Since it involved the secrecy surrounding new cards, coaches with integrity naturally wouldn’t pry. At most, they would only inquire about the winner. Some associations wouldn’t even disclose the results.

But this time, with new S Rank player Wen Jiang involved, and Ming Fuzhi also being a new contestant, many coaches were curious about the training match’s outcome. They @-mentioned the coaches of Mountain Ghost and Mount Flower in their shared group chat.

Broken Heart Head Coach: "@Mountain Ghost Head Coach How was it, Old Su? Did you two make things difficult for each other?"

Su Yifeng had just finished berating Ming Fuzhi and the others. Even though he had permitted the four-protect-one strategy, a defeat this crushing still warranted a scolding.

Such was the tragic outcome of grossly underestimating their opponent.

He was so furious he hadn’t eaten. When he saw the @-mention in the group chat, he felt a surge of annoyance but couldn’t feign ignorance.

Some coaches weren’t so scrupulous.

Guiqing Head Coach: "@Mount Flower Head Coach Old Guo, I won’t even ask who won or lost. Between your two teams’ newcomers, who performed better?"

Isn’t that just asking about Wen Jiang and Ming Fuzhi? Su Yifeng thought.

He knew Guo Shu was a decent man. After a moment’s thought, he sighed.

Mountain Ghost Head Coach: "...Don’t ask. We lost."

Holy Beast Head Coach: "Huh? Did you use your new cards?"

Aurora Head Coach: "What happened, Old Su? You lost even with new cards?"

Mount Flower Head Coach: "Hehe."

Su Yifeng: "..."

Hehe your mom, Old Guo!

Su Yifeng was too frustrated to reply further.

Mount Flower Head Coach: "Just luck, pure luck."

Broken Heart Head Coach: "@Mount Flower Looks like you had a pretty win! @Mountain Ghost Head Coach, Old Su, is your newcomer not up to par? I heard that as soon as the roster was announced, your Immortal declared their spiritual power restored."

Broken Heart and Holy Beast were Yunxia’s top two associations. Their standing was considerable, and their relationships with other teams like Mountain Ghost were also significant. Su Yifeng, still smarting from the loss, decided to respond when he saw their messages.

Mountain Ghost Head Coach: "There’s nothing to hide. We truly lost miserably. But it’s a good thing in a way—it’s an early wake-up call for us. @Mount Flower Head Coach This rascal looks set to take off this year."

Mount Flower Head Coach: "Have you no decency? Can’t I have my moment after all I’ve been through? You know what my life was like before. This is the good fortune I’ve earned!"

The other association coaches were shocked.

Their implication was clear: they wouldn’t speak like this if the match had been close.

To speak this way could only mean there was a significant performance gap involving one of the team’s players.

The other coaches weren’t unfamiliar with established players like Sheng Hongying and the others on the teams; such a disparity most likely pointed to the new members.

And wasn’t that pointing directly at Wen Jiang?

Her performance in A-Level had been phenomenal, but everyone knew S Rank and A-Level weren’t comparable. Having just advanced, she would surely need time to adapt. How good could she possibly be already?

After all, the gap between A-Level and S Rank wasn’t merely two letters. Having managed teams for so many years, these coaches understood all too well: many geniuses who shone in A-Level either became a flash in the pan or never recovered their form after advancing to S Rank. Those who consistently defied expectations at S Rank were few and far between.

Not to mention the many prodigies who were inherently S Rank. Their innate control and mastery often surpassed those who had climbed up level by level.

Finally, the Holy Beast Head Coach couldn’t hold back any longer.

Holy Beast Head Coach: "@Mount Flower Head Coach @Mountain Ghost Head Coach, we’re all on the same side here, and the tournament is about to start. There’s no point in being secretive. Just tell me, how good is Wen Jiang, really?"

Guo Shu remained silent.

After all, Wen Jiang was his own player. To praise her so openly in front of everyone made him feel a bit bashful.

Su Yifeng recalled what Tan Heming had told him before leaving that night: Wen Jiang should be invincible at her current level.

He still found it hard to accept. The world championship hadn’t even begun, so it could very well be Tan Heming’s personal bias speaking. Everyone knew he had been following Wen Jiang since her A-Level days.

Hesitantly, he typed out a line.

Mountain Ghost Head Coach: "It’s hard to say for sure. I don’t dare claim she’s on par with that one from Temple of the Gods, but she’s probably close."

Upon reading this, a dead silence fell over the coaches’ chat.