"Ye Xiwen, let me introduce these guys to you," Gao Tianci said.
"This guy is Yang Kang! He's mainly responsible for firepower suppression!" Gao Tianci said, pointing at one of the taller, sturdier men.
Yang Kang... Ye Xiwen seemed to recall something.
"This guy is Guang Boran! He handles reconnaissance and drawing aggro, and he's excellent in close combat!" This was the scrawny youth, wearing a somewhat sleazy grin.
"This is Cao Hong! The main MT!" This was the only remaining youth with a rather plump build.
"Now we're just missing a sniper. I remember seeing you snipe before—you should be able to do it!" Gao Tianci looked at Ye Xiwen.
The others clearly looked somewhat doubtful, but Gao Tianci was the soul of this team. His prestige was too great for the others to challenge him.
This match was far too important. It concerned whether they could advance to become a four-star team—the dividing line between amateur and professional. Gao Tianci's strength had long been sufficient, but the others were clearly still more than a notch behind. They had failed after several attempts, but this time was the closest their team had ever come to success. So long as they won one more match, they could become a four-star team. This was naturally of tremendous importance to them. Three stars and four stars were simply not on the same level; they would be stepping into another world.
If not for that, they would not have objected to Gao Tianci bringing Ye Xiwen in. At worst, they would just play around. It was no big deal.
Their opponent had been a randomly matched three-star team. However, the more victories they accumulated, the stronger the randomly matched three-star teams became. If Gao Tianci had not erupted at the critical moment in