Eight Hundred Soldiers Run for the North

"Sometimes, you do not compete against others but against yourself."

Da Fei tossed out his chicken soup for the soul, realizing he was not a player that was good at demonstrating love. Instead, he tried to analyze the squid's plays in hopes of giving him some help.

"During the last qualifiers, you had a good score. According to your pace, you could have scored the ticket into the city level competition. But during the second round, you just had to look at Yang San Shou in your group. His score was only a little bit better than yours, but you were so triggered you collapsed in the third round. Today was the same. You were 100% able to make top 3, but you had to challenge a god before breaking down all over again."

"You should be able to tell, 758 isn't even his cap. Let me put it this way. I know this god; 800 is not even his limit. His potential is limitless! So if you can focus on your own game..."