The morning battle ended very calmly, compared to the chaotic fighting in the morning of the first day and the various battles in the afternoon. The battle between Milt and Karura can almost be considered a peaceful ending.

Both sides made several advances and retreats. Although the Elves took the initiative in the contest for the wilderness area with their guerrilla tactics, Milt ultimately achieved victory through steady and methodical advancement.

In terms of overall strength, Karura is slightly inferior without using the magitech bow and the cheat-like self-destructive skill. Even when losing, it can still be considered a dignified defeat.

We can't win in a one-on-one lane matchup, and we can't win in team fights either. We don't even know how to win with our lineup. How are we supposed to play?

"We'll just have to rely on luck later."

In the player lounge, Miren held a cup of lemon tea while chewing on a straw and expressing his opinion. When they fought against Karura in the morning, his aggressive playstyle combined with Joshua's control abilities eliminated three Elf marksmen. His battle intuition and talent were fully unleashed.

But even so, considering the intel gathered from the individual tournament stage, they didn't have much confidence in the afternoon match.

The Gaixia team also belongs to a balanced team, with a wizard specializing in main healing and support spells, an assassin-type Ninja, the peculiar Afu who stood out in the individual tournament, Moe who used Eastern machinery to gain powerful firepower, and the chief, the natural airhead Miss Tiran that Tiran had met.

The others are fine. In the later stages of the individual tournament, when players with similar strengths fight against each other, Milt's team and the others have had their wins and losses. But Zilan's combat power is really on a crazy level.

Petra and Joshua both encountered Zilan in the later stages of the individual tournament, and both lost in a short amount of time.

The strength of Milt's team is relatively average, and even if there is a gap, it shouldn't be too large. For example, Ruel had previously defeated Joshua, but Joshua, relying on his unique control skills and evasive maneuvers, managed to hold on for a long time.

In any case, Ruel himself couldn't knock Joshua down in just a few blows like Zilan.

"We can only hope that Gaixia hasn't had any real combat experience in this new arena and isn't as skilled with the rules as we are." Petra's expression didn't look too optimistic.

Joshua sneered at this, "This kind of lucky mindset is meaningless. Gaixia is one of the top academies in the East, and they have the experience from all of yesterday's matches. They won't be slower than us in adapting to these new rules. It's better to have more confidence in our own abilities."

"But when you dueled with the captain of Gaixia, you were defeated in ten moves." Ruel reminded him.

"That... that was three days ago!"

Once again exposed by Ruel, Joshua couldn't keep his face straight and looked slightly embarrassed. "You shouldn't judge someone by past encounters! It's been exactly three days since I last lost. If I were to face her again, I would definitely..."

"Still get defeated?" Ruel interrupted nonchalantly.

"You... you son of a..."

Joshua glared fiercely at Ruel, "Say another word and I'll kill you!"

He really couldn't stand this guy. Clearly, both in terms of appearance and body shape, he looked like the honest and hearty type of person, but why is it that he can always retort without changing his expression? What's even more frustrating is that he can never win against him.

"Hey, everyone. Good afternoon! Did you all have a good nap? You can't fight if you're not well-rested." The door of the lounge was pushed open suddenly, and the silver-haired princess calmly walked in and greeted them.

"Huh? Coach?"

"I came after having a good nap with Aya, your coach." Tiran nodded as he touched his chin and spoke.

"What?! Lady Sister——mmmm!"

Suddenly, a cry and struggling came from outside the locker room. After two muffled sounds from the wall, it became quiet again.

The students looked at each other in disbelief and looked at Tiran. Although his words didn't seem to be a problem, something felt off.

"Hey, what does your surprised expression mean?" Tiran raised an eyebrow and felt a little displeased. "Isn't it natural for the coach to care about the students before the competition?"

"Indeed, Tiran highness and Aya..." Petra whispered into Nancy's ear.

"Is there a problem?"

"No, no, of course not, coach, good afternoon..."

"Yeah, come and check on your condition. It seems like the result isn't good. I feel like we'll lose if we go like this."

The students looked at each other. They were just talking before, but how did Tiran know they would definitely lose? It was too accurate.

"But, changing the lineup might lead to a win."

"Huh, really?"

"Of course! When have I ever lied? Besides, I promised to win the championship with Lucas." Tiran crossed his arms with a boss-like posture.

"You never lied?"

In the communication channel of the covenant, Aya said sadly, "What about me? What about me? Did you not leave any impression of me in your heart after deceiving me so miserably?"

"You are not a person." The princess gave a blunt reply.

"Sounds like you're scolding me, but it doesn't seem like a problem... Ouch ouch ouch! Coco, don't bite my hand! Calm down, I really just took a nap with your sister in a room at noon, nothing happened!"

It sounded troublesome outside, so let's just ignore it for now. My child, you have to face the storm alone, I'll leave it to you.

Tiran silently prayed for Aya in his heart, then he quietly ended the covenant communication, clapped his hands, and attracted the attention of the students in front of him.

"Come, it's time for the coach's tactics."

After watching so many matches, most of them treated the Summoner's Rift as a large arena, and didn't achieve the desired effect. Tiran found it quite headache-inducing.

"First, Petra come down and Nancy goes on. The Aurora Mage doesn't have strong killing power, so hold the middle tower firmly and give support when necessary. The most important thing is to restrain the opponents going mid. I estimate that they might group up in mid like before, but the probability of them following the sidelines is also high when they see us sidelining."

"If there's no grouping in mid, the Shield Warrior will also go mid. Both of you are defensive counter-attack types, just play secretly under the tower. The rest of you, Lucky E, go to the jungle and get resources. Dulce and Joshua, quickly push the top and bottom lanes. Any questions?"

"Mylan timidly raised his hand, 'Coach, my name is not Lucky E...'"

"Torres," the silent swordsman also raised his hand.

"Sorry for the slip of the tongue." Tiran nodded at Torres. "Okay, let's continue. If the opponents are also sidelining, Ruel and Joshua go together on one lane and find the opponent's Ah Fu. Although that guy is not bad, the two of you are currently the strongest in our team, so make sure to crush his lane as fast as possible."

"Then, Torres, you go against the captain of the Gai Xia team, just like the mid lane, hold your ground and if you can't beat them, sneakily teleport to the tower. Lucky E, you still do the same, clear the jungle and secure Yuan. Also, keep communication open and help the lanes when you have the chance, especially top lane to relieve pressure."

"Coach, my name is not Lucky E..."

"I got it, Torres, do you have any questions?" Tiran nodded earnestly, then looked at Torres who raised his hand again.

Torres touched his sword and asked Tiran, "If she pushes too hard, can I kill her?"

Holy shit, where did you get that confidence, dude?

"...Of course, no problem." Tiran paused for a second, realized, and nodded, then looked at Mairan with disdain, "Tsk, asking the same question again, why are you so low, Lucky E?"

"I..." Mairan was going crazy.

"In any case, you all understand the conditions for victory. Pay attention to controlling vision and predicting the opponent's movements. Try not to engage in direct combat with Zhilan and aim to outnumber the enemy. If you use these strategies well, you can win. Remember?"

Everyone: "Oh, yes..."

"Alright, let's gather in a circle, give ourselves some motivation, and raise your hands."

"...Everyone looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, and finally moved closer.

"Come on, shout with me, Victory!"

"Victory... "

"Why is there no spirit? Again, one more time, Victory!"

"Vic...tory? Coach, do we really have to do this awkward thing?" Lucky E really felt uncomfortable.

"It's not like I'm the one being awkward... cough cough! In my hometown, this is a necessary ritual before every big competition. Don't question it!"

"It's clearly just something I saw in manga and wanted to recreate... Ouch! Coco, why are you biting me again?"

The voice of the trembling dragon in the contract sounded again.

"One more time, whoever doesn't shout loudly, I'll give them a personal taste of divine judgment."

"Oh oh oh! Victory!"

...

After completing the tactical arrangements and boosting morale (or so she thought), the princess left the players' resting room feeling satisfied. Just as she pushed the door open, she saw Aya trying hard to cover Coco's mouth and pinning her against the wall to prevent any disruptive behavior, along with the well-behaved little Angel standing by.

"Wow... Aya, you're such a beast! You actually went against Coco for real."

Tiran covered her face, looking shy.

"Stop it! Can't you see that there are marks on my hand from being bitten? You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

Aya was in pain, sweating coldly. Coco really had good teeth. Although Aya didn't activate her dragon breath, being a Golden Dragon with tough skin and thick flesh, leaving marks was quite rare.

Seeing Tiran come out, Coco immediately pitifully approached and loosened Aya's grip on her hand.

"Does Sister not want Coco anymore?"

"Well, how could that be? I really just had a nice nap at noon."

"Oh! φ(>ω<*)"

Was that enough to pacify her?! Aya was astonished. So all her explanations earlier were nothing compared to the young lady's one sentence... The gap was so apparent.