Zhang Jiale walked out of the player booth. Facing the crowd's cheers for his loss, he was actually quite calm. This loss was nothing to him. In all of Glory, there wasn't a loser more pitiful than him.
Zhang Jiale slowly walked off the stage. The crowd's cheers were still endless, and quite a few people were booing Zhang Jiale. After his comeback this time, he had become very unlikable.
At this moment, on Team Tyranny's bench, the third player had already stood up. The big screen displayed the player and character that was about to go onstage.
Lin Jingyan, Brawler, Dark Thunder.
It had been two years since he joined Tyranny. Two whole years. But to this day, every time Lin Jingyan saw Dark Thunder's name next to his name, he always felt a sense of unfamiliarity.
Demon Subduer. In the end, he still couldn't forget this Brawler character that had been with him through seven years of hardships. Even though they hadn't achieved any glorious results, he always felt at ease when he controlled that character.
That sense of security had finally been cut off two years ago.
At the end of his career, Lin Jingyan had become a drifting duckweed, and in the end, he settled down in Tyranny.
Lin Jingyan was very grateful to Tyranny. In his most difficult time, Tyranny still valued him so much. He had long since decided to give the final glory of his Glory career to Tyranny. But no matter what, some things were different. In the end, they were still different.
Lin Jingyan, Dark Thunder.
As Lin Jingyan walked, he looked at the names on the big screen. Then, on the VS side, Fang Rui, Qi Master, Hai Wuliang.
Lin Jingyan suddenly laughed.
These two brothers' fates really were similar! Fang Rui's name wasn't just a new name. Even the name of his class was different. Lin Jingyan didn't just feel uncomfortable looking at Dark Thunder. He also felt that his opponent's name was very unsightly.
Fang Rui, Thief, Doubtful Demon.
In a trance, such words seemed to appear in his eyelids.
Lin Jingyan shook his head. How nostalgic was he?
"Take revenge for me," Zhang Jiale said to him as he walked past him.
"I'll try my best!" Lin Jingyan smiled.
"Good luck!" Zhang Jiale didn't say more.
Enter the arena, enter the competition booth, swipe your card, and enter the competition. Who knew how many times he had repeated this action in these nine years. Three Hits in seven years, Dark Thunder in two years.
Dark Thunder...
Lin Jingyan muttered his character name again. The map loaded, and the match officially began.
His character moved to the middle.
There was a slight commotion on the scene. This was already the sixth battle in the arena, right? Until now, no contestant had taken a roundabout route. All of them had gone straight to the middle. The manor was no longer a manor, but an arena.
Then, it was the same rhythm in front and behind the castle. But this time, the two contestants' choices were finally a little different.
They didn't go through the door, they didn't climb the wall.
Lin Jingyan's Dark Thunder went counterclockwise from the back of the castle. Fang Rui's Hai Wuliang went counterclockwise from the front of the castle.
Then, Dark Thunder went to the front of the castle. Hai Wuliang went to the back of the castle. Then, the two carefully walked through the door.
The audience was speechless.
These two former partners were now opponents. Were they still playing the same game? If you go around, I'll go around. If you go counterclockwise, I'll go counterclockwise. If you go through the door, I'll go through the door too...
Then, he saw the two characters tiptoe around the ancient castle. It looked like they were matching each other in every way.
The audience was helpless. They could only wait for the two to meet!
In the end, it was as if the two had agreed not to meet. They walked around the first floor of the manor for an entire minute, but they didn't even see each other's shadow.
Then, the two seemed to be tired. The two characters squatted in a corner as if they were resting.
The public chat came in handy at this time.
"Hey, are you in the manor?" Fang Rui asked.
"I am!" Lin Jingyan replied. He didn't ask. Fang Rui's question meant that he was in the manor.
"How did you do it?" Fang Rui asked straightforwardly.
"I went around the back." Lin Jingyan straightforwardly replied.
In the playoffs, it was a life and death showdown. The two were actually chatting so calmly, as if it was a daily practice match.
"F * ck." Fang Rui cursed. The referee immediately jumped out and issued a yellow card. These words weren't allowed to be used.
Lin Jingyan immediately understood. There was no need to ask. Fang Rui had definitely gone around the back as well. Then, the two had switched positions. Then, they used the same strategy to search for each other. Then, you avoided me, I avoided you. They were both going around, but they couldn't find each other.
"Let's continue!" Lin Jingyan was determined to get out of this predicament. Both of them had an incomparable understanding of each other's thoughts and habits. Therefore, in terms of prediction, it was definitely not enough to make one move, because the other party would also make the same prediction. Therefore, in the end, neither of them would be able to do anything to the other.
Dark Thunder got up from his corner and took the lead. Lin Jingyan thought about it from another perspective. He thought about what Fang Rui would do next. Then, he used a deeper understanding of the situation to plan his next move.
The two characters went around again.
Then, another minute passed. This time, the two didn't disappoint. On the first floor of the manor, the two characters met. Their encounter wasn't sudden at all. It was so natural. It was as if the two had made an agreement from the start. Then, they went at their own pace and finally met here.
They can finally fight. The audience was all thinking about this.
The two were both in a daze.
They actually met here?
What did this mean? This meant that they were still in sync. After realizing the other side's understanding of them, the two made a deeper judgment. In the end, the two still made the same deep decision.
"XX!" Fang Rui took the mosaic and typed "XX" to send it out.
The corner of the referee's mouth twitched. The "XX" wasn't a foul, but when he looked at the "XX", he could clearly see the word "FUCK". Fang Rui didn't curse, but he completely conveyed the meaning of the curse.
The two stared blankly for about three seconds. Besides Fang Rui's "XX", there was nothing else. Suddenly, the two characters made their moves.
Qi Bullet!
Sand Toss!
They each used a skill. As they attacked, they simultaneously dodged. In the end, neither of them hit the other.
Again!
The Brawler's various small tricks, the Qi Master's qi. The two characters went back and forth, fighting fiercely.
The audience was once again unable to close their mouths.
Are you two fighting? Or are you trying to coordinate?
Attack, dodge, everything seemed to be in sync. You couldn't hit me, and I couldn't hit you. Then, back and forth, it didn't seem like a battle, but more like a dance.
"Cough!" Half a minute later, Lin Jingyan typed in the chat. Dark Thunder's offense paused. At the same time, Fang Rui's Hai Wuliang also paused.
The two realized where the problem lay.
Even though they were good friends, this was the playoffs. The two of them were responsible pro players. They both wanted to help their team win. As a result, they carefully analyzed their former partners, hoping to turn this understanding into a weapon. In the end, the two's understanding of each other was about the same. In the end, they made the same judgment. Their understanding didn't become a weapon. Instead, it resolved the threat between them.
It was as if the tacit understanding between the two of them was preventing them from fighting.
This wasn't a happy feeling.
Their tacit understanding had once been something they were proud of, but now, it had become a hindrance to their match. In order to complete the match, in order to obtain victory, they had to compete to see who could break free of this tacit understanding in the most brutal way. This tacit understanding that had symbolized everything they had in the past.
Another three seconds of pause. Then, they started again!
At the edge of the stairs, the Brawler's little tricks and the Qi Master's qi began to clash.
The two characters began to be hit.
You hit me with a palm, I hit you with a brick.
The battle was very intense, but in the eyes of skilled people, it was unbearably crude.
This was a match that required one to understand the backgrounds of the two players in order to fully understand. Crude, because the two of them had tacit understanding of each other, because they both understood each other so well, those kinds of tricks wouldn't be effective.
But like now, these attacks that didn't require any skill often had miraculous effects.
Tacit understanding was no longer about helping each other. It was about schemes, traps, and traps …
Many of the players with partners couldn't bear to continue watching.
What kind of cruel match was this? For the sake of victory, the two of them had turned their understanding of each other, their trust, their confidence in each other, into all kinds of sinister schemes.
Huang Shaotian, who had been communicating with Yu Wenzhou through text messages during the match, was silent at this moment.
Sun Zheping, Zhang Jiale, Han Wenqing, Zhang Xinjie, Ye Xiu, Su Mucheng … these people sitting here all understood the meaning of "partners." But now, on the field, these two former partners were forcibly destroying everything they had built up in the past.
For victory.
For the championship.
Every player had many fetters, but for these, they had no choice but to ruthlessly cut off those fetters that were obstructing them.
Time passed. The health of the two characters passed. Those who understood the details of the match didn't want to look into them. Only the spectators who didn't understand the situation were cheering for the players they supported as the battle progressed.
No matter how cruel it was, in the end, there would still be an end.
No matter how much they couldn't bear it in their hearts, in the end, there could only be one person standing on the field.
Fang Rui, Qi Master, Hai Wuliang.
In the end, this was the name that was left on the big screen. Lin Jingyan, Brawler, Dark Thunder. As his character fell, his name finally dimmed.
The crowd cheered for Fang Rui, for Happy's victory.
The pro players on the sidelines all stood up and applauded. They applauded for this match, which, from a purely technical point of view, might not have been a spectacular match.
They applauded for the tacit understanding between the two players, for the two players' determination to pursue victory.
They both had the heart of a champion that was always beating. This heart was always something to be proud of.
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