Jiang Siming did not even need to say anything—the sharp-eyed viewers on both sides had already noticed it.
"I can't believe it! Ming Shen got matched with his teammates."
"Wei Shen and the others have a full squad, while Ming Shen is all alone."
"Hahaha, I just love watching brothers fight each other like this."
"Ming Shen, you're playing solo against four, while they're a full squad. Stay away from them—you definitely can't beat them."
The fans gloated gleefully. Getting to watch 4AM's internal battle was incredibly entertaining.
Previously, Jiang Siming had only once encountered Wei Shen while both of them were playing solo.
In a one-on-one fight, they naturally believed Jiang Siming would win hands down. Wei Shen could never be Ming Shen's match.
But things were different now. The entire 4AM squad had been matched against Jiang Siming alone. They were all champions from a championship-winning team. Surely four against one couldn't possibly lose, right?
Who knew that Jiang Siming burst out laughing when he saw the comments instead. "I got matched with Ah Wei and the others? Then sorry, but this chicken dinner is guaranteed."
The audience burst into laughter. What did Ming Shen mean by that? Was he implying that getting matched with his teammates meant a guaranteed win? Was he hinting at Wei Sauce? Hahaha.
The fans were eager to stir up trouble and sent those words to Mouya word for word.
Wei Shen and the others were indignant. They all declared that they would have a showdown with Jiang Siming in this match—a man-to-man battle. They had to beat Jiang Siming until he was crawling around looking for his teeth.
Well, the "challenge" had already been issued. It seemed this match would not end until one side was dead.
Everyone loved seeing this. They