In the group arena, Happy's two players had been eliminated. The second player on Miracle's team had less than a third of his health left. This was a common situation in the group arena. This 30% health lead wasn't enough for Team Miracle to firmly believe that they had won. Miracle's players couldn't help but look towards Happy's side, observing their movements.
Happy's third player, Tang Rou, had already stood up. She placed her hand on the seat. It was the "Esports Time" that Miracle's players had begged her to give them.
From Wei Chen to Mo Fan, Happy had already sent out five players. Was this a mental attack from "Esports Time"? To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that Tang Rou had placed the book, Miracle would have completely forgotten about this matter. Those five players didn't seem to have been affected in any way...
Could it be that Fang Rui and Mo Fan's different performances were because they had been stimulated by "Esports Time"? This possibility would make Miracle slap themselves in the face.
But no matter what, the next player was the main character, Tang Rou. She couldn't be completely unaffected, right? Ruan Cheng's article on "Esports Time" was quite aggressive.
"There's no way a rookie can handle this kind of pressure," He Ming said.
"But... she seems to be quite calm," Shen Jian said.
"She can't be so flustered that she can't even walk, right?" He Ming said as he watched Tang Rou walk onto the stage and enter the player booth.
The group arena continued. The same map, the characters spawned.
"Don't circle around inside. Let's meet outside. We're in a hurry." Tang Rou actually sent a message in the chat.
"What's going on? What's in a hurry? Tang Rou doesn't seem to have the habit of chatting during a match, right? " He Ming said, a bit surprised. Then, he heard a "clang" from Happy's player booth. Everyone immediately looked over and saw Fang Rui fall to the ground, covered in dirt.
"This, this … this is too bad, this …" Fang Rui said. Miracle's side couldn't hear what he said, but Happy's side laughed. When Tang Rou said that she was in a hurry, of course, there was a hidden meaning behind it. No one would have thought that she would tease Fang Rui like this. Fang Rui felt a lot of pressure at this time. These guys were "in a hurry" and deliberately pushed the responsibility of losing to him!
Happy's side was filled with joy, while Miracle's team was at a loss.
What was going on?
Although a 30% HP lead wasn't much, it couldn't be ignored, right? It was obvious that Happy was at a disadvantage, but they were actually quite happy. Did they … have some sort of trump card? In a hurry? What's the rush?
Everyone looked at each other in dismay. No one could understand what was going on. The two Battle Mages had already reached the center of the map.
Tang Rou sent out a direct challenge, but her opponent, Jia Xing, ignored it. In a situation where they were at a health disadvantage, most players wouldn't fight their opponent head on. They would think of some tricks. Jia Xing's thought process was very normal.
Tang Rou's Han Yanrou was like Deception last round. She also circled around the winery, but didn't find Prideful Mage. Helpless, she could only enter the winery.
In the courtyard with three entrances and three exits, Jia Xing was quite active. He didn't hide in a certain place. The two didn't wander around for too long before they finally met. Tang Rou's Soft Mist rushed forward without hesitation. Jia Xing's Prideful Mage decisively retreated, quickly finding a shadowy spot that they had just passed by to set up an ambush.
One step, two steps, three steps … …
Jia Xing counted the number of times Han Yanrou rushed over. His gaze was fixed on the exit that Han Yanrou was about to come out.
Boom!
There was a loud noise. The walls of the winery weren't very sturdy. A Qi Master's qi could break through them. How could a fierce Battle Mage's magic be stopped?
Han Yanrou directly blasted a large hole in the wall. From her posture, she clearly wanted to take a shortcut to intercept the retreating Prideful Mage. But by a stroke of luck, as soon as she came out, she saw Prideful Mage holding a spear and sneaking around the exit.
Happy had so many dirty experts who were good at hiding, ambushing, sneak attacking, and so on. Tang Rou was in the team's training environment, so it was impossible for her not to understand these playstyles. When she saw Prideful Mage's posture, she immediately saw through his intentions.
But why would Tang Rou care so much? If she met him, then she'd fight!
Han Yanrou, Dragon Breaks the Ranks, rushed to Prideful Mage's side.
Jia Xing had already seen Han Yanrou by this time. She broke through the wall, turned around, and rushed over without hesitation. Jia Xing hurriedly controlled Prideful Mage to dodge. The dark corner was about to collapse under Dragon Breaks the Ranks' charge.
Tang Rou's tempo was naturally fast. Han Yanrou's spear turned and chased after Prideful Mage, continuing to beat. Jia Xing wanted to temporarily avoid the brunt of the attack, but he couldn't find the space, so he could only brace himself.
The two Battle Mages instantly tangled together. Battles of the same class had always been boring and dangerous, but this time, Jia Xing didn't have time to feel this boredom, to feel this danger that required more calculation because of the familiarity. He didn't even have time to think too much. Han Yanrou's attacks were too fast, too fierce. He didn't have time to calculate anything. He could only keep controlling, almost subconsciously, until his Prideful Mage fell.
Lost?
Only then did Jia Xing's mind come back to itself. In the previous battle, it was as if his brain had stopped working. Only his hands were working non-stop.
And now, he had already lost. The word "Glory" wouldn't appear on his screen.
Jia Xing walked out of the competitor booth. How long did this round take? He was at a loss. He only had one feeling. Fast, very fast, very fast.
How could it be like this? Shouldn't she …
Only now did Jia Xing remember that Tang Rou should be under pressure. Her performance shouldn't be as good as it should be. But he couldn't feel it at all. Tang Rou's attacks seemed so resolute.
Jia Xing couldn't feel it, and the other Miracle players couldn't see it either.
The unlucky trio looked at each other. If even Tang Rou wasn't affected by this pressure, then there was no need to mention Happy's others. Then wouldn't their hope of beating Happy be nonexistent?
"No matter what, let's get these two points first!" He Ming said.
Shen Jian nodded. He was the last player in Miracle's group arena, the main defender.
"Be careful." He Ming felt uneasy, and couldn't help but warn him again.
"Yeah …" Shen Jian nodded again. He also felt uneasy, so he didn't have the confidence to say any brave words to calm the hearts of the players. After seeing Jia Xing's dazed expression, Shen Jian's heart suddenly thumped even harder.
"How is it?" Shen Jian told himself that the opponent was just a newbie, so he shouldn't panic. He also wanted to ask Jia Xing for some information.
Poor Jia Xing, whose mind had gone blank during the match, couldn't say anything. His face was blank, so Shen Jian could only go onstage with all sorts of bewilderment.
The match began.
Jia Xing, whose mind was blank, still made some contributions. He took 10% of Han Yanrou's health. In a direct confrontation like before, it was impossible to say which side didn't take any damage and won.
As a result, Miracle's advantage in the group arena went from the initial 50% He Ming had, to only 10%.
10% …
Staring at this small advantage, Shen Jian didn't have much confidence. His Striker walked forward, but his heart was beating fast. He wasn't a newbie. He had experience in pro matches, but when the victory of the group arena was all on him, Shen Jian found that he wasn't as strong as he thought he was.
His opponent was a newbie, his opponent had already lost 10% of her health, and his opponent had been under a lot of pressure recently. These reasons weren't enough to build Shen Jian's confidence.
Being a core player was a kind of status, but it was also a kind of responsibility. Every pro player hoped to have this kind of status, but not everyone could shoulder this kind of responsibility. Sometimes, it was because the ability wasn't enough. For example, in the Excellent Era, Shen Jian wasn't enough to become a core player. And now, in Miracle, as experienced players from the Excellent Era, Shen Jian, He Ming, and Wang Ze had become the core of the team. But now, with the pressure of victory on his shoulders, Shen Jian found that he couldn't calm down. What he thought about the most wasn't how to win, but … what if he lost?
Although his emotions were chaotic, at least it didn't affect something as simple as moving. Shen Jian's Striker Lethe quickly arrived at the winery in the center of the map. He didn't directly challenge Tang Rou. After Lethe entered the winery's courtyard, he found a place to hide.
"What's he doing?" Offstage, He Ming frowned.
Playing dirty? This wasn't something Shen Jian was good at! Before the match, he had never expressed that he wanted to use this kind of playstyle.
He Ming was at a loss. Wang Ze also didn't understand. Shen Jian's trembling mood was something these two teammates couldn't predict. The two could only look at each other.
In the match, Shen Jian sent a message in the chat: "Where are you? Come out and fight me! "
Shen Jian thought to confuse the opponent and hide his true intentions, but in the eyes of an expert, wasn't this dirty playstyle a bit out of place?
"124,131." Tang Rou straightforwardly sent Han Yanrou's location in the chat. It wasn't dirty at all.
Then, what would Shen Jian do?
The audience looked over and saw Shen Jian's Striker Lethe sneakily come out from the corner. It looked like he really was going to the location Tang Rou sent.
If that was the case … then what was the point of hiding in the beginning?
Those who knew the ropes were confused by Shen Jian at this moment.
"What is this brother playing at?" Fang Rui asked Ye Xiu, dumbstruck. No matter what, he was still Ye Xiu's former subordinate!
"It's probably … playing dirty?" Ye Xiu said.
"Is he cursing?" Fang Rui wasn't happy. Was there such a low-level dirty playstyle?! He firmly refused to admit that this was dirty play.
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