The faintly discernible Qi of the Qi Master stirred within the diagram, causing layers of fog to swirl up, making the attacks even clearer. Even though Song Xiao's Sky Piercing Strike was sudden, it wasn't difficult for Ye Xiu.
Charge!
Even though he clearly saw an ambush, Ye Xiu didn't choose to hide behind the tree. Instead, he chose to charge out.
Bang!
Half of the Sky Piercing Strike's qi slammed into the tree, making a muffled sound, followed by the rustling of leaves. Ye Xiu didn't choose the safer method of dodging. He seemed to be in a hurry to chase after Song Xiao.
"Ye Xiu seems to have lost his cool?" Pan Lin cried out, his voice full of surprise. He had been commentating on Glory matches for many years. The former Battle God of One Leaf Of Autumn, Ye Xiu, and the current unspecialized Lord Grim, Ye Xiu, had both competed under his commentary. For Pan Lin to be able to become one of the best commentators in Glory, he had some skill. This season, Ye Xiu had returned to the Cong League, and he had always felt that there was something different about him.
Pan Lin hadn't experienced the Excellent Era that swept through the Alliance, but in the following seasons, when Ye Xiu and Su Mucheng formed the Best Partners team, he could imagine how dazzling that Battle God had been. Even though the Excellent Era's results had declined year after year, Pan Lin could clearly feel that all of the strong teams in the Alliance still viewed the Excellent Era as a formidable opponent. Ye Xiu had always been the target that all of the Gods wanted to defeat.
Ye Xiu had always been a pinnacle existence.
It wasn't until he retired in Season 8 that a God seemed to have fallen. And so, in the days that he wasn't there, the Alliance continued to develop. The king of the new generation, Zhou Zekai, lived up to everyone's expectations by winning the championship twice. Now, he was charging towards his goal of winning the championship three times in a row in the Excellent Era.
Times had changed. In the eyes of many young viewers, Zhou Zekai was now the undisputed number one player in Glory. The returning Ye Xiu was no longer the pinnacle existence of the past. He was no longer high and mighty, and he was no longer the target that everyone wanted to challenge and defeat. This time, he had become a challenger. Those who had looked up to him in the past now had a magnificent battle team behind them. As for the Happy Group led by Ye Xiu, they could only look up to them.
He was no longer the one being challenged, but the one who challenged him!
From the very beginning, Pan Lin felt that it would be very interesting to play Ye Xiu from this perspective and be Happy. But … Ye Xiu wasn't cooperating at all! He had just barely defeated Excellent Era in the Challenger League, and he was already shouting that he wanted to win the championship. Where was the self-awareness of a lower ranked challenger?
But Pan Lin also understood that this was probably the so-called underestimating the opponent strategically, but valuing the opponent tactically.
Season 10 had 38 rounds of matches. The broadcast obviously wouldn't be Happy every round, but Pan Lin had watched all of Happy's matches.
As a commentator, he couldn't show any bias in his commentary. He had to praise those who performed well and feel sorry for those who didn't. Even though he would sometimes get carried away by a spectacular performance, generally speaking, a commentator's emotions were more mechanical. It was as if he had been trained to express his emotions. Or perhaps … it was a performance.
In reality, Pan Lin had paid a lot of attention to Happy this season. Like many people, he was also very curious about the weapon in Lord Grim's hands. He was also very curious about this team that had miraculously defeated Excellent Era in the Challenger League and how they would perform in the pro scene.
Those who maintained this level of interest in Happy had received a lot of satisfaction this season.
Happy, as a team that had been pieced together, had performed very well this season.
And those who had been paying attention to Happy couldn't help but pay attention to Ye Xiu.
Thirty-seven consecutive wins! Paying attention to Ye Xiu was definitely worth it. To be able to keep up with this winning streak from start to finish, this year's time would be very fulfilling.
But during this winning streak, Pan Lin felt something else.
Thirty-seven consecutive wins. Even when Ye Xiu was at his peak, he hadn't been able to perform so perfectly. Of course, Lord Grim's unspecialized class played a part. But putting aside the character and talking about the player, Pan Lin felt that Ye Xiu was different.
In the past, Ye Xiu had given his character the title of Battle God. He had been unstoppable on the battlefield.
And now, Ye Xiu had won thirty-seven consecutive matches. This seemed even more unstoppable. But Pan Lin felt that even though his results were domineering, the returning Ye Xiu didn't seem as domineering as before.
Was it because his class was different, so his temperament was different?
At first, that was what Pan Lin thought. But after seeing more, he felt that it wasn't the case.
At the end of the season, after seeing Team Tyranny's adjustments, Pan Lin finally understood.
Ye Xiu was the same as Tyranny's three old generals. He was no longer young! The domineering and sharp temperament of the Battle God had settled down bit by bit with the passage of time. In the past, because Ye Xiu had always been around, everyone had always been watching him play, so they didn't feel it too clearly. But when he left and came back a year and a half later, these traces immediately became clear.
He didn't recklessly squander his youth, nor did he use his willpower to compete with time. He just constantly adjusted and perfected his skills, always using the most suitable method for himself to fight.
Calm, elegant, and then old. From the beginning, he didn't plan on being melancholic about this unavoidable thing. He faced this sad thing as if he were facing a champion.
This season, with such a team, many people were talking about the pressure Ye Xiu was under. They were talking about how much effort he had put into fighting for victory.
But Pan Lin didn't think so.
Ye Xiu was indeed working hard. Happy. If not for his existence, things wouldn't be like this. But in these thirty-eight matches, no matter the outcome, Pan Lin could see Happy's joy.
Yes, joy!
The joy of having fun from the bottom of his heart.
Glory was actually a game. Pan Lin didn't know if many people had forgotten this point. After the last round, many people criticized Happy's utilitarian playstyle. After Pan Lin saw it, he only thought it was laughable.
Utilitarian?
Didn't these guys realize that the Glory Alliance itself was the most utilitarian?
The implementation of all kinds of rules, the need for a beautiful scene, all of these things were utilitarian.
In comparison, Pan Lin felt that Happy's play wasn't utilitarian at all. It was purely the pursuit of victory. Pan Lin always felt that if you wanted to win and also have a beautiful scene, then that was utilitarian!
Winning and losing were very simple things. If you had to argue so much about the method, then utilitarianism was a bit pretentious.
The scene wasn't beautiful?
The question was, who was here to contribute to the scene? On the field, what the players truly cared about was winning or losing, not the scene. If you thought the scene was ugly, then did you know how happy the player was?
In Pan Lin's eyes, Ye Xiu was undoubtedly this kind of person. He never cared about what others thought of him. He always used the best method to win. This was how he had always been. This was something that hadn't changed from when he was 17 to 27 years old.
As a result, Ye Xiu's decision surprised him. This sort of eagerness to show off shouldn't have appeared on Ye Xiu's character!
"It was a bit rushed … …" Li Yibo didn't think as much as Pan Lin. Purely from a technical point of view, Ye Xiu's forceful charge was a bit rushed. Even if he was in a hurry to lock onto Receding Tides' position, the risk was too high. After all, Song Xiao wasn't Yu Wenzhou. It wasn't like he could immediately decide the outcome of the battle if he closed in.
Right now, Lord Grim had closed the distance between them. The two of them were fighting, but could they really take him down?
No one thought too highly of it. Li Yibo was afraid of being slapped in the face, so he didn't dare say it out loud.
Lord Grim's previous charge had been a bit forced, but there was no turning back. Now that he had charged out, he had to keep up. However, even though he had forced himself, Lord Grim's rhythm hadn't stabilized. He hadn't been able to gain the upper hand against Song Xiao's Receding Tides. In the end, he had given Song Xiao an opening.
In the end, Song Xiao had Receding Tides take the initiative to attack. Lord Grim actually took the opportunity to run, instantly hiding himself in the fog of the forest. Blue Rain seemed to have practiced this map very well. Song Xiao's control of Receding Tides wasn't any worse than Yu Wenzhou's.
"He's really planning on dragging it out!" Pan Lin was stunned.
"He wants to drag it out!" Li Yibo saw this and his tone became much more confident.
"Drag what out? Lord Grim's health? Mana? "Pan Lin said.
"And Ye Xiu's energy." Li Yibo said.
Pan Lin stared blankly and then looked at the time. Indeed, today's group arena had been very long. Normally, they would have fought until the third or fourth round. Blue Rain had sent Yu Wenzhou down and Song Xiao up, but Happy's first player, Ye Xiu, still hadn't gone down yet! Blue Rain didn't give him a chance to end the battle quickly. Even when he had a chance to counterattack, Song Xiao chose to retreat. His intentions were too obvious. He wanted to drag it out.
And Song Xiao wasn't like Yu Wenzhou. He wasn't worried about being stuck. He had just escaped with great difficulty, but now he wanted to harass him again. He was a classic example of making trouble out of nothing.
One time, two times, three times … …
Song Xiao's big heart was completely used on running. Every time he harassed and fought a few rounds, he would immediately find a way to escape. Again and again, he actually managed to escape each time. Just like that, the two of them fought for another five minutes. Both of them had lost less than 10% of their health. This pace was so slow that it was like a disaster.
"How will this match turn out?" Pan Lin said weakly. Once or twice, when Song Xiao launched a counterattack, he would shout excitedly, but after that, he wouldn't fall for it. Looking at Song Xiao's attitude, he would probably feel more at ease only if Lord Grim stripped him of his equipment and hung him up for a beating.
Big heart? Pan Lin didn't feel it. The feeling Song Xiao gave him was more like a bird startled by the twang of a bow.
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He only had one chapter today. His condition really wasn't good. Sigh … …
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